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Chapter 45 Beating the Holy Son Violently

Chapter 45 Beating up the Holy Son

Author: There is a bag in the head

Chapter 45 Beating up the Holy Son

Ye Qingfeng admitted that Dongfang Lie was very strong.

Instantly increase the combat power by five times, worthy of possessing ancient battle blood.

But no matter how strong Dongfang Lie is, it is nothing more than that.

"It's my turn."

Ye Qingfeng spoke confidently, looking radiant in white clothes.

Dongfang Lie felt unprecedented pressure, suddenly increased his speed, and rushed forward like a bull, deciding to fight quickly and not give Ye Qingfeng any chance to breathe.

However, no matter how fast he was, he could not be faster than Ye Qingfeng, nor could he be faster than the improved pace of the old madman.

In fact, as long as Ye Qingfeng deliberately dodges, Dongfang Lie can't find any chance to make a move, let alone knock blood out of Ye Qingfeng's tiger's mouth.

Ye Qingfeng moved, and swooped down with the jade bottle, so fast that the afterimage stretched into a line, like a white swimming dragon.

It's about to come to a head-to-head fight again.

Ye Qingfeng spun his feet, his body shape changed strangely, and he suddenly appeared behind Dongfang Lie.

"Hoo~"

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the huge jade purification bottle in Ye Qingfeng's hand slammed into Dongfang Lie's back.

Dongfang Lie didn't have time to turn around, but he already sensed the danger behind him. He held the bone stick in his right hand and swung it towards the back with his backhand.

After all, it inspired the ancient fighting blood and was blessed with five times the fighting power.

Dongfang Lie's backhand wave was so powerful that it should not be underestimated.

But Ye Qingfeng's figure flashed strangely again, and in the next moment, he appeared at the upper left position of Dongfang Lie.

This is a tricky position. On the upper left side, Dongfang Lie's white bone club is still tightly held in his right hand.

Ye Qingfeng said that it was her turn.

So she held the mouth of the bottle with both hands, smashed it down with all her strength, and slammed it down toward Dongfang Lie.

Dongfang Lie quickly retreated, turned sideways, and hurriedly raised the bone stick to meet him.

Too hasty.

Before the white bone stick could be swung high enough and had sufficient power, it was bombarded by the white jade bottle.

But the bone stick has five times the combat power after all.

"boom!"

Another violent collision, even more violent than the previous one.

The terrifying energy fluctuations spread out like smoke and dust, and the void in that area seemed to tremble.

"Crack!"

It's the sound of shattering, the sound of broken bones.

The white bone club was the remains of a dragon-transforming beast, something Dongfang Lie had harvested in the jungle of giant beasts, but now it was shattered inch by inch.

The sound of cracking and rustling continued, as if cracks in the earth were spreading rapidly.

The leg bones of the dragon-transforming beast were overwhelmed by the white jade bottle, the psychic magic weapon, just like Li Jiuai's arm, and shattered inch by inch.

Li Jiuai, who was watching the battle from a distance, was shocked. After witnessing the little girl's domineering attack, she realized how ridiculous and overestimating her previous provocation was.

This is a battle comparable to that of the Dao Palace.

Ye Qingfeng's face sank slightly, and he also didn't give Dongfang Lie a chance to breathe.

"Hoo~"

The white jade bottle succeeded with one blow, and with a huge force, it attacked again in an instant.

Dongfang Lie hurriedly raised his stick to greet him.

"boom!"

Another violent collision.

This time, the leg bone of the dragon-transforming beast turned into powder at that moment.

When the wind blows, the white powder flies into the air.

Dongfang Lie's body was covered with powder, his face was ugly, and he was in a miserable state.

He lost, but the reason for his defeat was not himself, but his weapons.

Ye Qingfeng held the white jade bottle, high up, with his hair flying, and lowered his eyes and said:

"Available?"

"Not convinced!"

Dongfang Lie roared, his eyes erupted with wild beast-like ferocious light, and with his strong body, he raised his fists to attack hard.

Ye Qingfeng calmly put away the jade purification bottle, moved around in an instant, and swooped down to meet him.

Dongfang Lie's fists were as powerful as a savage beast in human form, and they suddenly hit Ye Qingfeng.

Ye Qingfeng swayed, raised his fists, and smashed Dongfang Liejing's iron-like arms.

Dongfang Lie suddenly changed his fists and wanted to fight head-on.

But he ended up being half a beat too late.

"boom!"

Ye Qingfeng's small fists, white and tender, like steamed buns, hit Dongfang Lie's left arm and elbow like a heavy hammer.

Dongfang Lie's left arm immediately became limp and twisted into a strange appearance.

"Available?"

Ye Qingfeng stood proudly above Dongfang Lie's head and lowered his eyes to ask.

If you are still not convinced, you have to beat the opponent until he is convinced.

"Not convinced!"

Dongfang Lie roared, his figure skyrocketed again, and his obstructive robe collapsed. His upper body was as red as copper skin, and he soared into the sky again with only his right arm.

His right arm was waving very fast, as if he was drunk and messing up his fists.

Everyone could see clearly that Dongfang Lie was going crazy, like a wild beast that was forced into a desperate situation.

Countless iron fist shadows lingered around Dongfang Lie, and Dongfang Lie looked like a monster with thousands of arms.

It is indeed a humanoid beast. It has eaten countless monsters and spiritual birds, and its strength and strength are frightening.

"Hey, the Holy Son is going to fight with all his strength!"

Everyone exclaimed, it was just a competition between fellow disciples, how could it lead to such a tragic situation as a life and death battle.

But how could they know that a rebellious person would feel as angry and unwilling as a landslide and tsunami when he was crushed by his peers for the first time.

Anger and unwillingness made Dongfang Lie's every punch sound like rapid rain, irritable and crazy.

But Ye Qingfeng could see clearly that Dongfang Lie was still conscious, and his rain-like fists were swung wildly, forcing Ye Qingfeng to not get close at all.

Unlike Dongfang Lie's mania, Ye Qingfeng always has a calm face and clear eyes.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

Dongfang Lie roared like a wild beast, punched like rain, and pushed towards Ye Qingfeng.

Ye Qingfeng flutters in white clothes, like a white ghost, always surrounding Dongfang Lie.

Dongfang Lie punched too fast.

Those afterimages seemed to form an airtight spherical shield, protecting Dongfang Lie's entire body.

Dongfang Lie locked eyes on Ye Qingfeng with angry eyes, and a smile of success appeared on his lips.

Ye Qingfeng finally moved again, concentrating his spiritual power on his right leg, he rushed between the two fist shadows like lightning, and kicked Dongfang Liemen's door with his right leg.

Dongfang Lie was kicked dizzy immediately, but his fists were still thrown upwards wildly to protect his face.

Ye Qingfeng took out his right foot, then with a sway, he took his left foot.

This kick was lifted directly on Dongfang Lie's spine.

If it weren't for Dongfang Lie's powerful nature, he would not be dead but would be crippled by this kick.

Ye Qingfeng didn't use all his strength, but Dongfang Lie was kicked so hard that he staggered and fell fifty or sixty feet in the air.

Dongfang Lie was extremely embarrassed and shook his head, trying his best to stay clear.

Ye Qingfeng was as fast as lightning, chasing after him, and kicked Dongfang Lie hard on the back.

One kick, followed by another, just like a sudden rain.

Ye Qingfeng's figure was erratic and uncertain, entangled with Dongfang Lie like a ghost, and the speed of his kicks was equally terrifying.

Although it was not fatal, it definitely caused Dongfang Lie to suffer from bone marrow pain that he would never forget.

Everyone only saw that the arrogant madman Dongfang Lie was like a rag doll being kicked by Ye Qingfeng, unable to resist.

"Hiss~"

Everyone gasped again.

What is the situation now?

The Son was beaten?

Or was he beaten by the pending saint?

What is going on when the Holy Lady violently tortures the Holy Son?

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(End of chapter)


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