Even the clay figures have a certain amount of anger, let alone an emperor-level powerhouse from the dark ancient clan?
The blood demon's lungs are about to burst with anger. This is a lifelong shame!
After all, a half-step emperor-level strongman from the ancient tribe has now become someone else's sparring partner? A whetstone?
The overwhelming hatred rose continuously from his chest, causing his killing moves to be filled with an endless layer of bloodthirsty. A blood moon appeared from his fists,
Under the permeating scarlet aura, it looked extremely terrifying, as if it wanted to choose people to devour.
Ye Junlang was naturally fearless, but he did not take it lightly. He treated it with concentration. His own energy and blood surged into the night, rolling like a tide, and his own gravity field evolved.
In addition, strands of Holy Dragon Qi spread out from his flesh and blood, and the power of the human body generated by the Dragon Qi penetrating the body gathered together. The next moment, he evolved the eighth form of Jiuxiao Shanhe Fist—
—Punch to suppress the devil!
In an instant, the blazing Nine Yang Qi and blood filled the air. As the fist moves evolved, the shadow of a majestic and mighty Zhenwu Emperor seemed to be formed in the dark, and the fist intention of Zhenwu that defeated the demons was manifested.
It came out and crushed the void, causing the void to vibrate and roar.
"Ye Xiaozi, in boxing, the fist intention is the soul, but the strength is the foundation. If there is not enough strength to support a punch, no matter how strong the fist intention is, it will not be able to exert its due power. Your strength is
This level of realm is already majestic enough and refined enough to be pure and powerful. The only drawback is that its transport capacity is still a bit rough.
The way to transport strength is to make full use of your own strength and strictly control it so that every bit of strength can be mobilized at will. Only in this way can you maximize the power of your boxing.
For example, with this punch, your fist intention is revealed, but your own boxing power fails to resonate with the fist intention. This is a flaw.
The power of the fist and the intention of the fist complement each other and are indispensable. Only by forming a resonance can the true power of boxing be exerted."
Old Man Ye's voice came again, instructing Ye Junlang on his boxing skills.
All in all, in this battle, Old Man Ye gave Ye Junlang guidance in all aspects, both in terms of Donkey Kong state physical fitness and martial arts skills.
Anyway, with such a good sparring partner as Blood Demon, I cannot miss this opportunity.
Under the guidance of Old Man Ye, Ye Junlang has indeed benefited a lot. Not to mention the physical gains in the Vajra Realm, his perception and understanding of boxing have also deepened again.
"You've gone too far, you've gone too far! I'm going to kill you!"
The blood demon looked like he was going crazy. He was indeed going crazy. He was so angry that his mouth was bleeding. I have never seen such a bully.
As an emperor-level expert from the Dark Ancient Clan, he has never suffered such humiliation. Even if he is destined to die, he will not be able to enjoy himself before dying. On the contrary, he will be treated as a whetstone by others.
No one can stand it!
In extreme rage, the blood demon's fists came like a storm, and he was completely ignoring him. All he could think about was that as long as he could kill Ye Junlang, he would be cut to pieces even if he was killed by a thousand knives.
And he was willing to die.
"Well done!"
Ye Junlang shouted loudly and punched hard. Under the guidance of Old Man Ye and the hard-to-buy whetstone in front of him, his own boxing skills were once again baptized.
The fist intention seems to be more solid, and the power of the fist is also increasing.
Boom! Boom!
Ye Junlang actually knocked away the blood demon's fist, and of course it was with the help of the ray of holy power injected by Old Man Ye.
The blood demon's empty door was wide open. Out of his own fighting instinct, Ye Junlang stepped forward and hit the blood demon's chest with several heavy punches.
"Wow--"
The blood demon opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and flew five or six meters away.
"Oops! I accidentally missed it and hit hard. I won't kill him directly, right? I still want to practice a few more times!"
Ye Junlang couldn't help but speak after seeing this, his face full of regret.
"Wow--"
When the blood demon who fell to the ground heard this, he became even more furious, and he opened his mouth again and coughed out streams of blood.
"You -" the blood demon's face was full of anger, and he said with a terrifying face, "Satan, the Blood Moon Ancient Clan will never let you go, not only you, but also this old man will die!"
"Really? Then I'll wait! Let's see what you so-called dark ancients are capable of." Ye Junlang said coldly.
Old Man Ye glanced at the blood demon and said, "This guy has no value anymore. Let's send him on his way."
"Then send him on his way!"
Ye Junlang spoke and rushed towards the blood demon.
The blood demon was seriously injured, and was constantly being consumed by the ray of holy power that Old Man Ye injected into Ye Junlang's fists. Then he was hit by Ye Junlang's several heavy punches. Now he is said to be at the end of his strength.
Pass.
Even so, when he saw Ye Junlang rushing forward with murderous intent, the blood demon still wanted to make a death struggle. He reluctantly stood up, and then punched out in anger, hoping to kill Ye Junlang with a glimmer of hope.
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Unfortunately, the blood demon was also powerless. Ye Junlang easily avoided his punches and attacked, and then hit a heavy punch followed by a sweeping leg move, completely killing the blood demon.
At this point, the eight strong men who came together from the Holy Night Clan and the Blood Moon Ancient Clan had all been wiped out, and no one survived.
Ye Junlang also knew that if this happened, he and these two ancient clans would be in a fight to the death.
But he is not afraid either, and is fearless.
Anyway, he has many enemies in the dark world, and now there are just two more ancient dark races.
Originally, the saint sons of these two ancient tribes were somewhat hostile to him, so a full-scale conflict was only a matter of time.
…
The night breeze is blowing, cool and refreshing.
A sturdy and explosion-proof off-road vehicle roared down Nanwang Mountain.
Old man Ye sat in the passenger seat, while Su Hongxiu sat in the back seat.
What happened tonight was a false alarm for Su Hongxiu, but she was still a little frightened when she thought about it. Fortunately, Old Man Ye arrived in time at the last moment, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Hongxiu, no matter what happens in the future, you don't have to panic. No one can hurt you if Grandpa Ye is here in Jianghai City for one day. I still hope to have a child with you and Boy Ye as soon as possible."
Old man Ye turned back to look at Su Hongxiu and said with a smile.
"Ahem...Old man, can you be more reserved? Hongxiu and I don't have any status yet, so you just jumped on the child." Ye Junlang said quickly.
"What? Is it possible that your boy will let down Hong Xiu in the future?" Old Ye glared at Ye Junlang.
"How is this possible? It's absolutely impossible." Ye Junlang said quickly.
"Pfft——"
Su Hongxiu smiled and said: "Grandpa Ye is anxious to have a grandson. No matter what you say, I can understand it. Junlang, shouldn't you also understand Grandpa Ye's painstaking efforts? Some things should also be arranged.
It’s on the agenda.”
Ye Junlang was stunned for a moment, Hongxiu's words seemed to have a profound meaning.
Is this a rhythm that urges you to have a child?
Isn't that... If he wasn't paying attention, Ye Junlang realized that he was thinking wrongly and actually thought of the bed. What kind of thoughts was this!