Eternal Reverence

Using a special rope to tie up the red copper ore, Li Fuchen carried it on his back and walked out of the mine step by step.

Seeing the light of day again, Li Fuchen felt a little uncomfortable, and after a while he found his way and prepared to leave Tonglu Mountain.

"Isn't this person Li Fuchen? What kind of ore is behind him, it's so big."

On a small hill, a figure stood there.

Whoosh!

Like a civet cat, the figure quickly descended the mountain, blocking Li Fuchen's way.

"Li Fuchen, show me the ore on your back." The boy was about eighteen or nineteen years old, he was tall and big, his arms were thicker than ordinary people's thighs.

Li Fuchen stopped in his tracks, "Who are you?"

"My name is Cui Tie. If you are sensible, hand over the ore."

No matter what kind of ore is wrapped in cloth, it is worth a lot of contribution points if it is so big.

"Cui Tie."

Li Fuchen thought about it, and soon knew who Cui Tie was.

Cui Tie, the head of Fang Liehai's seven masters, ranked forty-eighth in the trial tower. It is said that his root bone is the same as Fang Liehai's, which is a vajra root bone.

But Fang Liehai is a four-star King Kong root, and Cui Tie is a three-star King Kong root.

"Since you are not worthy, if you are your master, you are qualified to fight with me." Li Fuchen said coldly.

"Arrogance, as long as you are worthy of fighting with Senior Brother Fang, I, Cui Tie, can finish you."

Cui Tie rushed towards Li Fuchen like a bull.

boom!

The fists of the two collided, and Cui Tie took seven or eight steps back, blood dripping from his fists.

Li Fuchen did not retreat a step.

hiss!

Cui Tie gasped in pain, feeling his fist was broken, he raised his head in disbelief, and stared at Li Fuchen in a daze.

Li Fuchen's trial tower ranks sixty, and he ranks forty-eight.

Logically speaking, the opponent cannot be his opponent.

You must know that he, who has a three-star vajra root, is naturally suitable for practicing body training exercises.

And he has indeed cultivated both the iron cloth shirt and the golden bell jar to perfection.

The iron cloth shirt and the golden bell jar have a complementary effect.

If you practice one kind alone, you can only have a strength of more than two thousand catties at most.

The two kinds of mixed cultivation can reach a huge strength of 3,500 jin.

In addition, the golden bell cover and iron cloth shirt are mixed together, and the defense is extremely strong. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is copper skin and iron bone, but it was broken by Li Fuchen's punch.

"Could it be that he cultivated a red-level battle body?"

A thought flashed through Cui Tie's mind.

Among the disciples of the Outer Sect, Yu Wentian is the undisputed number one.

Even if Fang Liehai faced Yu Wentian, he had to restrain his arrogance, not daring to be arrogant.

And Yu Wentian is also among the 30,000 foreign sect disciples, the only one who has cultivated the red-level battle body to perfection and has a super strength of five thousand catties.

A year ago, in the top ten of the trial tower, two people joined forces to fight Yu Wentian, but Yu Wentian easily suppressed them. The attack of the two fell on Yu Wentian, and Yu Wentian could only suffer some skin trauma. It was amazing The defense left everyone dumbfounded.

A year has passed, and it is heard that Yu Wentian has already practiced Tiger Crane Flying Cloud Strength, and his strength has broken through the limit of five thousand catties. No one knows how much he has reached.

"It must be a red-level battle body, otherwise none of the top-level body training exercises of the yellow level can break my iron cloth shirt covered with golden bells."

Cui Tie roared in his heart.

Boom!

Throwing the red copper ore behind him, Li Fuchen walked towards Cui Tie step by step, and said: "You punched me just now, now it's my turn."

Hearing this, Cui Tie pulled out the fine steel sword neatly.

Yes, not a wooden sword, but a refined steel sword.

To deal with a person who has cultivated a red-level combat body, you must use a refined steel sword, otherwise, a wooden sword can only break the opponent's skin at best.

"Li Fuchen, in a battle between warriors, whoever has the strongest defense won't win."

With a flick of Cui Tie's wrist, he attacked Li Fuchen with a sword move from the Surging Wave Sword Art.

"too slow."

Li Fuchen flickered, easily dodging Cui Tie's sword move, and then punched Cui Tie in the chest.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, and Cui Tie felt that at least two of his ribs were broken.

How did he know that although Li Fuchen, who had practiced the Truncated Way, his strength didn't increase much, his speed and reaction improved a notch.

Turning around, Li Fuchen was about to carry the red copper ore and leave.

"Li Fuchen, the person who hit me is just going to leave like this? Doesn't he take Fang Liehai too seriously?" A voice came from a nearby mine.

Soon, Fang Liehai came out of the mine.

It turned out that Fang Liehai and Cui Tie came to Tonglu Mountain to search for ore this time, and they separated for a few days.

"Fang Liehai."

Li Fuchen put down the red copper ore, with a fighting spirit in his eyes.

After chatting with Gao Changtian, he knew that he had underestimated Fang Liehai before.

Fang Liehai wears an iron cloth shirt with a golden bell cover, and has also cultivated an iron body, his strength is unfathomable.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with treating him as Cui Tie's advanced body.

Glancing at Cui Tie, Fang Liehai frowned, the other party was hurt more than he imagined.

"I underestimated you for being able to break Cui Tie's golden bell cover and iron cloth shirt. Unfortunately, no one will help you this time."

If it wasn't for Gao Changtian last time, Li Fuchen would have been lying in bed for at least a few weeks.

Li Fuchen said: "I, Li Fuchen, don't need anyone's help, Fang Liehai, let's do it! I know you have cultivated the Iron Gang Body, so let me see how far your Iron Gang Body has reached."

"What, you know that I have cultivated the Iron Gang Body?"

Fang Liehai's pupils shrank.

"Yes, Gao Changtian should have told you, but all of this is meaningless. If you break Cui Tie's two ribs, I will break your four ribs."

Fang Liehai walked towards Li Fuchen step by step.

Li Fuchen smiled, and walked towards Fang Liehai step by step.

The pace of the two became faster and faster, and finally they hit each other.

Boom!

Between the lightning and the flint, the two fists collided loudly.

Fang Liehai's fist was tinged with gold and black, not like flesh and blood, but like cast iron, and outside the fist, there was a layer of light black true energy, which was surging.

Li Fuchen's fist, the skin is smooth and tough, with a hint of crimson. It still looks like a fist of flesh and blood, but it has been out of the scope of human beings. The skin is as tough as a monster's skin.

Outside the fist, there is a layer of reddish hot Qi.

The two fists collided together, and a powerful burst of energy erupted into a spherical shape, enveloping both of them.

Immediately afterwards, the ground beneath their feet trembled.

The next moment, a powerful force sent the two of them flying.

"The red-level battle body is complete."

Fang Liehai said angrily.

His zhenqi is stronger than Li Fuchen's, but his fists are not as hard as the opponent's, and his body strength is not as strong as the opponent's.

You know, after cultivating the Tie Gang body, his physical strength has reached more than four thousand catties.

"It's really strong."

If you don't fight, you don't know. After the fight, Li Fuchen knows that he still underestimated Fang Liehai.

"Can you even draw with Senior Brother Fang?"

Cui Tie, who was seriously injured, was dumbfounded. No one knew Fang Liehai's strength better than him.

He could clearly see that Fang Liehai had tried his best, but he couldn't overwhelm Li Fuchen.