Return of the War God

"Three punches to blow me up? Hahahaha waste, I thought you were really good at dating Murong Tian, ​​but it turns out, you're just crazy! Why, after being a waste for ten years, you can't survive it? Haha, waste It's just trash, it's okay to daydream occasionally, but remember to pinch your tail, otherwise I may be unhappy one day and run over you with one finger! Hahahaha"

The scar on his left cheek vibrated violently, Murong Tian laughed wildly, Ye Wuque's words sounded to him as funny as an ant swallowing an elephant.

The laughter sounded one after another, and the five or six Murong disciples who came along with Murong Binglan couldn't help laughing.

Murong Binglan also moved her red lips slightly, and a playful smile appeared on her delicate face. She felt ashamed that she had had a marriage contract with Ye Wuque, and she had been brooding over the matter all these years.

She is Murong Changqing's daughter, the princess of the Murong family. She has approached Murong Changqing countless times in private, asking her to withdraw her engagement with Ye Wuque, but she has never been successful. Ye Wuque's disgust also accumulated time and time again.

In her heart, she decided that the reason for the failure must be that Ye Wuque was unwilling to break off the engagement with her, and Ye Wuque was still imagining that he would marry her when he was eighteen.

No one else could talk about the marriage contract. Even though he hated and resented Ye Wuque in every possible way, Murong Binglan still had nothing to do until Murong Tian appeared.

Murong Binglan is very fond of Murong Tian's clan brother, her talent is obvious to the entire Murong family, and she is handsome in appearance. In addition, Murong Tian tries to please her from time to time, Murong Binglan's heart has long been tied to Murong. Tian's body, and Murong Tian also clearly stated that he wanted to help her dissolve the engagement with Ye Wuque.

This is the scene on the martial arts field, but people are not as good as heaven. Although everything developed in the direction of hope, the humiliating, unwilling, and crazy expression of Ye Wuque that Murong Binglan originally expected did not appear. It turned out to be relaxed and happy, and even said something to implore Murong Changqing to withdraw the engagement.

In front of everyone's eyes, Ye Wuque's words made Murong Binglan almost faint from anger, and the resentment towards Ye Wuque in her heart reached the extreme. Unexpectedly, this young man who had been abandoned for ten years still dared to date Brother Tian.

Although everyone thought it was just a senseless resistance after Ye Wuque was forced, Murong Binglan didn't think so, she thought it was Ye Wuque's disgust for her breaking the engagement, and she disgusted Murong Binglan.

"Ye Wuque, a waste like you dares to humiliate me face to face, and even dare to meet Brother Tian. Today, Miss Japan will let you know what regret is!"

The chill in her eyes filled her eyes, her thoughts were surging, Murong Binglan's playful smile slowly turned into a sneer, she wanted to see Ye Wuque being trampled on the ground like a dead dog with her own eyes.

"Enough laughing? Either start fighting or give way. It's really bad luck when a good dog doesn't get in the way in the early morning."

While everyone was laughing, Ye Wuque opened his mouth slowly, his raised right fist was slowly lowered, and he stood with his hands behind his back. He became calm and indifferent again. The brilliance and sharpness just now seemed to have disappeared, but a pair of bright eyes remained. Translucent, the breeze is blowing, the black martial arts shirt is slightly brushed, the youth is independent, and the temperament is unrestrained.

In Murong Hai's eyes, Ye Wuque's whole body was filled with an air that was incomprehensible. Compared to the arrogance and domineering he used to fight Murong Tian in the martial arts field yesterday, what Ye Wuque now gave him was a kind of profound the feeling of measuring.

Seemingly taken aback by his own thoughts, Murong Hai restrained his smile, glanced at Ye Wuque, his expression slowly became cold, his strong body was knotted, his fists were slightly raised, and a trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes.

"Yesterday in the martial arts field, I was afraid that I would accidentally kill you if I shot too hard, so I only defeated you with three strokes. Since you said that three punches would blow me up, then I don't have to be merciful today."

"Boom" "Boom"

"Look at the move! Earth Demon Tiger Ben Fist!"

Qi and blood roared, Yuan force oscillated, Murong Hai's body suddenly jumped up, his tall body hurried forward three steps, his right fist clenched tightly, followed by a loud shout, a faint roar of a tiger rose up, behind him. Even more, an image of a ten-foot-sized ferocious tiger appeared. Qi and blood penetrated through the skin, flesh, and tendons, and Murong Hai, who had entered the Eighth Heaven of Body Refinement and the Great Achievement of Bone Refinement, was merciless!

"Roar"

The slate under his feet shattered and turned into a fierce tiger going down the mountain. Murong Hai punched Ye Wuque with a punch.

"Middle-grade Peculiar Art of Shahu Hu Benquan? Murong Hai also thinks too much of the waste, right?"

"To deal with the garbage of the fifth level of body forging, it's really a waste to use the earth-shattering tiger punch!"

"Who says it's not! But it's a good thing to be unlucky! I think it's worth lying on the bed for three months with this punch."

In those five or six years, the famous Murong disciples were a little surprised when they saw that Murong Hai was a middle-class peculiar art, and didn't understand why Murong Hai would be so serious when he was only teaching a small waste.

The red lips kept sneering, only Murong Binglan, who folded her arms across her chest, could faintly see that Murong Hai didn't just teach Ye Wuque a simple lesson.

"Lie down for me!"

With Murong Hai shouting, the viciousness that flashed in his eyes was undisguised, and his fist had collapsed to within ten feet of Ye Wuque's body!

Ye Wuque was still standing quietly, his eyes remained calm, and with Murong Hai's shot, his right hand slowly clenched into a fist, and slowly lifted from behind, just as Murong Hai's fist was about to be strong The moment he hit him, Ye Wuque then punched him without any indifference.

In Murong Binglan's happy eyes, the fists of Murong Hai and Ye Wuque, who were wearing the image of a fierce tiger, slammed together!

In an instant, the sound of fist clashes resounded!

"Bang"

However, in the next instant, an unbelievable look flashed across Murong Binglan's beautiful face!

"how can that be?"

"how can that be?"

The same words resounded in Murong Hai's heart, but his face was even more ugly than that of Murong Binglan, because he felt a strange but terrifying power from the flat fist of the young man opposite him!

"呲呲呲"

The soles of his feet were rubbing violently against the slate. Murong Hai was retreating at the same speed as he attacked Ye Wuque before. He tried his best to control his body, but the strange strength made him unable to do so!

"Kick off"

After taking six steps back, Murong Hai stopped, coincidentally stopped at the place where he was standing at the beginning.

Under the fist fight, Murong Hai took six steps back!

On the other hand, Ye Wuque didn't even shake his body.

"hiss"

The sound of gasping for air kept ringing, and the expressions of the five or six Murong disciples changed drastically, and they could hardly believe their eyes.

"This, this, this! What did I see? Waste Wuque forced Murong Hai back with a punch?"

"Is this an illusion? The strength of the Earth Demon Tiger Ben Fist is that it gathers the strength of the whole body on the fists, and can hit twice the strength of his own body, but the waste does not even shake his body? How is this possible? ?"

"Could it be that Murong Hai showed mercy?"

Murong Binglan, who had been cradling her chest all the time, flashed in disbelief, then looked at Murong Hai, she wanted to know what was going on?

trembling.

Murong Binglan immediately noticed that Murong Hai's right arm was trembling. It was obvious that the punch just now was not because of her deliberate acting or showing mercy, but because he was really pushed back by that trashy boy!

The expression on his face changed drastically. Murong Hai stared at the boy opposite him with round eyes. The scar on his left cheek was almost bloodshot at this moment. He felt the pain and numbness in his right arm. Murong Hai was struck by lightning at this moment!

"The power of the Holy Dao's fighting spirit is really exciting."

Muttering in a voice that only he could hear, Ye Wuque looked at his right fist, his calm eyes became excited the next moment, as sharp as a knife!

"Ye Wuque! You are not the fifth heaven forging body! You are the sixth heaven forging body!"

A voice full of surprise sounded from Murong Hai's mouth, and the shock in his heart was beyond words. Through the punch just now, he suddenly discovered that Ye Wuque's cultivation level was not at all the fifth level of body training, but the sixth level of body training. Heaven is perfect.

But just yesterday, Ye Wuque was only a fifth-level body forging.

No, it should be said that in the past ten years, Ye Wuque has always been the cultivation base of the fifth layer of body forging.

But this is still not the point. The point is that Ye Wuque, who was in the sixth level of body forging, knocked back himself, who had already entered the eighth level of bone refining, with one punch. This is what Murong Hai couldn't believe.

A leapfrog challenge across two realms?

how can that be?

"I don't believe it! It's just a coincidence! I don't believe it! How could I, Murong Hai, be forced back by a rubbish! Earth shatters the tiger's fist! The tiger shatters the world!"

"Roar"

A huge roar of a fierce tiger roared from behind Murong Hai, his eyes became scarlet, Murong Hai stepped on the ground with his right foot, the whole person rose into the sky, and the tiger image behind him engulfed him with a big head!

A tragic aura emerged from Murong Hai's body. With Ye Wuque's punch to force him back, Murong Hai finally stopped holding back, swelled his whole body to cultivate, and used the ultimate move of the Earth-shattering Tiger-Ben Fist!

"Roar"

As if a gust of wind was blowing towards his face, Murong Hai turned into a ferocious and colorful tiger, his fists like tiger claws, falling from the sky and tearing at Ye Wuque!

Murong Binglan and the five or six Murong disciples present changed their complexion due to the fluctuations in the cultivation of the Eighth Heavenly Body Refinement Heaven. Obviously, Murong Hai's strength was still extremely powerful.

"Earth evil tiger punching? Unfortunately, I will too. This is the second punch! The tiger shatters the world!"

A loud shout was like a dull thunder. Following Murong Hai's move, Ye Wuque, who had been standing still, had inexplicable eyes and a sharp expression. The fighting spirit of the Holy Dao in his body was surging. A magical power spewed endlessly, as if the thunder of the sky stirred the fire of the earth, and earth-shaking changes took place.

"Boom" "Boom"

His legs flexed slightly, his whole body was swirling with fighting spirit, golden red blood rushing, Ye Wuque also stepped on the ground, and the image of a fierce tiger also appeared behind him and would engulf it. Unlike the gorgeous tiger transformed by Murong Hai, Ye Wuque transformed into a A golden tiger!

The golden tiger head roared, Ye Wuque looked at the colorful tiger that descended from the sky and attacked him, with four claws as if stepping on the void, stepping up the sky!

The two tiger roars roared incessantly, the Yuan force poured out in all directions, and the two fierce tigers collided in one place in an instant!

"Bang"

"roar" "boom"

The entire surrounding area was filled with pale golden Yuan energy, and others could not see it. Only two tiger roars could be heard incessantly. It seemed that they were fighting together, and the momentum was terrifying!

"Roar"

Suddenly, a painful and unwilling tiger roared to the sky, and then in Murong Binglan's eyes, a huge image of a tiger shot down, and before it landed, she heard a "slap" sound of the image of the tiger breaking. It split open, and a figure in the middle fell to the ground in an extremely embarrassed manner!

Her beautiful eyes were round, her bright red lips were turned white by the bite of her teeth, and that embarrassed figure fell in her eyes, it was Murong Hai!

"Bang"

With his feet on the ground, the emptiness and pain from his body made Murong Hai almost unable to stand up straight. At this moment, he was touching his chest with his left hand, his face was pale, the scars kept shaking, his eyes looked at the figure in the sky, and flashed inside It is no longer blood red and unwillingness, but a touch of deep fear and slightest fear.

"buzz"

The fist ripped apart the pervading Yuan Li, Ye Wuque's figure reappeared, his eyes were like electricity, and he swept towards Murong Hai. generally!

"Murong Hai, there is still a third punch, let's see if I can knock you out!"

"buzz"

As soon as Ye Wuque's right foot touched the ground, he used his strength to step forward and raised his right fist again.

The fist is surging, and the void is ringing!

Feeling the domineering and fierceness of this punch, Murong Hai's eyes became even more fearful, and the idea of ​​escaping came into his mind. But he glanced at Murong Binglan and found that the latter's expression was extremely shocked, her delicate body trembled slightly, and her beautiful eyes stared at Ye Wuque, as if she had seen a ghost.

"Ye Wu Que!"

These three words popped out of his mouth, a wicked look flashed in Murong Hai's eyes, he suppressed the idea of ​​running away, circulated all the energy in his body, his qi and blood vibrated, his right hand clenched into a fist, and he moved in the direction of Ye Wuque's attack. One punch!

"Bang"

There was another sound of two fists intersecting, Ye Wuque's eyes were extremely sharp, Murong Hai's body was shocked at first, and then his face was flushed.

"puff"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Murong Hai rolled backwards. This time, he couldn't control his body any longer, and fell straight to the slate ground. The huge inertia of force made him still roll back, until he reached Murong. In front of Bing Lan.

"puff"

He couldn't help spitting out another mouthful of blood, but this mouthful of blood was sprayed on top of Murong Binglan's red dress. At this moment, Murong Hai was lying in front of Murong Binglan like a dead dog. I didn't even have the strength to get up.

Murong Binglan's pretty face was pale, and the evil spirit in her eyes had long since disappeared, but a touch of disbelief and fear flooded into her. She looked at Ye Wuque, who had returned to a calm and quiet stand again.

The five or six Murong disciples standing behind Murong Binglan almost had their legs weak, their throats dry, unable to say a word, and their expressions were full of horror.

Ye Wuque's dazzling eyes were as calm as water, and he looked at Murong Hai who was trying to get up, and said lightly, "If you say three punches knock you out, three punches knock you out."

Immediately, he took a step forward and walked directly in the direction of Murong Binglan.

"Ye Wuque! You, what do you want to do? This lady warns you, don't mess around! Otherwise,,,"

When she noticed that Ye Wuque was walking towards her, a trace of panic flashed across Murong Binglan's cold and pale face. Murong Hai, who had mastered the eighth level of body forging, couldn't even take Ye Wuque's three punches. It can't be Ye Wuque's opponent.

Her full chest trembled violently, watching Ye Wuque walk step by step with no expression on her face, Murong Binglan tried her best to calm herself down, but out of the corner of the eye swept over Murong Hai, who was struggling like a dead dog. A chill rose involuntarily in my heart.

However, Ye Wuque just quietly walked by Murong Binglan's side, and even from beginning to end, he didn't even look at this sweet girl of the Murong family.

ignore.

Such a move by Ye Wuque fell into Murong Binglan's eyes, causing the humiliation and resentment in her heart to roll over again, intensifying!

The emotions seemed to have reached a peak, but instead suppressed the fear in her heart, Murong Binglan suddenly turned around and said loudly at Ye Wuque's back: "Ye Wuque! You bastard! You wait, wait for a month later, brother Tian. trample you underfoot!"

Murong Binglan's words naturally reached Ye Wuque's ears, but he didn't stop, only a pair of eyes loomed.

"Murong Tian? Hehe, I really can't wait."