Chapter 114

At this time, the Song Yuan river was in a state of emotional collapse. The boy was an iron man. He couldn't move at all. Even the magic weapon and ancient sword he was proud of cut on the other party, which only made a big spark and cut the skin at most.

But if he is knocked and touched by Zhang Yi's invincible iron fist, he will hurt his muscles and bones, and even be directly broken.

His legs hurt, he couldn't stand steadily, his hands trembled, he couldn't hold a steady sword, his waist hurt and he couldn't stand straight.

Now it's good that his skull hurts directly. It's so painful that he shoots Venus. Half of his face and bones are hit sunken. His nose is bleeding violently. One eye is swollen and can't open. Zhang Yi's strong punch just now almost blew his head out. Fortunately, he tried his best to protect his head with his internal power at the critical moment.

Zhang Yi, who entered the combat state, was furious. Wang Tiqiang was incomparable. He couldn't even beat the magic tools of building the base. It was equivalent to Zhang Yi. Even if he held the magic tools, he had no place to start. On the contrary, once he was attacked, he would be very miserable.

Moreover, Zhang Yi's crazy fighting spirit really makes him cold. He has been fighting for nearly half an hour now. His hand holding the sword is tired and cramped, but Zhang Yi is like a human beast with unlimited energy. He doesn't know how tired he is.

Is this still fucking human? Song Yuanhe couldn't help scolding his mother!

Now he is knocked down by Zhang Yi. He simply can't get up on the ground. Just raise his hand and surrender. It's not human work.

The ancestor of the Song family, one of the top ten ancient martial families, and a towering figure at the top master level, stomped his feet. The whole of China trembled. It was said that he was respected and dignified like a prison.

But now, the grandmaster sat on the ground like a scoundrel and burst out rude words. There was no image to speak of. This picture was really hard to look at.

All the Song family are as dull as petrifaction. Is this really the old ancestor they worship like a God on weekdays? Why... Now sit on the ground and play Lai.

As the saying goes, losers don't lose the array. Since they are hard, they have to stick to it to the end!

Especially, is this really their ancestor? Many of the Song family even suspected that they had an illusion or saw a fake ancestor.

Song Zelin and song yuedan also opened their mouths and felt hot on their faces. Their ancestors of the Song family turned out to be this virtue. Even their descendants felt ashamed and wanted to find a way to get in.

Song Chengguo also stared with big eyes. His face was a little black and his face was twitching. This was the ancestor of his uncle's generation. He had some dignity, but now, what's the matter.

On the other side, ye Changqing and his wife are also speechless. They were awed by their ancestors who were at the top of the grand master level, but now they are beaten into this virtue by Zhang Yi. They really don't know what to say.

"Dad! Mom! Is this really the ancestor of the Song family? How does it feel different from rumors? "

Ye Hongshuang was also in a daze. In her childhood impression, the ancestors of those aristocratic families all existed like Mount Tai. They were respected and dignified like prison. Even the head of the family had to salute respectfully in the face of it and dared not make any mistakes.

In ye Hongshuang's mind, these figures at the ancestral level have already been marked with inhumanity and detachment like a God.

But now, the old ancestor of the Song family feels a bit naughty and rogue, which immediately makes her inner world a little messy.

Xia Guoxiong also couldn't help but be a little confused, and then looked at Zhang Yi with infinite awe, because the old ancestor of the Song family became this virtue, which was completely frightened by Zhang Yi!

Zhang Yi's mouth twitched. Just now, the ancestor of the Song family came down from the sky and stomped down most of the buildings of Chu Xiang building. He was still a top master. He was also highly respected in the ancient martial arts world and paid great attention to his face, but this scene surprised him.

However, he is rising, and he has regained the feeling of bloody struggle in the cultivation world in his previous life. He feels that his man Wang Jue runs more and more freely and roundly, and the realm is too full to be full. There is a faint feeling of wanting to spray thin.

He felt that if he continued the fierce battle, he should be able to reopen the bottleneck a little bit, but now he was suddenly interrupted. Naturally, he was very upset.

"Get up!" Zhang Yi frowned and drank coldly.

"Don't get up! I won't fight. I'll admit defeat! "

Song Yuanhe is very single and sits on the ground. He just can't get up. Ghosts fight with you. NIMA is an iron pimple that can't beat! It's not human!

Seeing that song Yuanhe, a dead pig, was not afraid of boiling water, Zhang Yi immediately filled his forehead with black lines. NIMA's family all conceded defeat. He was really embarrassed to start again, because the other party seemed to have given up resistance.

The awesome king of the stars, how can he fight again against those who surrender!

"It seems that you are the only one left!" Zhang Yi was unhappy and turned his eyes sharply to the only song Yuanshan left.

"I......" Song Yuanshan's face was a little black, but when he saw Zhang Yi's eyes, he suddenly raised his heart and thought that he might as well admit defeat.

After all, his condition now is similar to that of Song Yuan river. It is leg pain, waist pain and shaking hands.

Zhang Yi's golden fists are too hard. Even if they are separated by magic weapon fist covers, they also hurt his hand bones. He turned over and collided. His hand bones have been seriously damaged or even broken.

The two of them joined hands and were beaten by Zhang Yi. Now Song Yuanhe quit, leaving him alone. How can he be Zhang Yi's opponent.

However, before his words were spoken, Zhang Yi's stormy attack greeted him, and his golden fist hit him like raindrops.

This time, Zhang Yi punched several times faster than before, just not giving song Yuanshan a chance to admit defeat.

"Ah! Ah! Ah... "

Facing Zhang Yi alone, song Yuanshan collapsed. Zhang Yi's golden fist was too hard. In the end, even his magic weapon fist was deformed and his bone frame was almost broken.

Zhang Yi's close combat is really terrible. Even those strong men in the cultivation world in previous lives don't dare to fight with him.

What's more, the earth with the declining cultivation system. Song Yuanshan lived so many years and encountered countless battles, but today, he was beaten unprecedentedly!

yes! Abuse! Fist to meat!

For a time, the scream of song Yuanshan rang through this area for a long time. I heard that the Song family's scalp was numb and cold all over.

What a terrible situation their ancestors suffered.

Because of the great destructive power of the battle at the master level, the rubble pierced the air and smoke everywhere, they couldn't see clearly from a few kilometers away.

But soon, the violent and messy battlefield calmed down and the battle ended.

Song Yuanshan was covered with blood, and his whole body was about to be beaten and deformed. He was lying there twitching like a dead dog.

"Saint... Shida, spare your life!"

Song Yuanshan trembled, his face was sunken, his lips trembled, and looked at Zhang Yi in fear.

At this time, if he doesn't know Zhang Yi's strength, he really doesn't want to live.

Originally, he and song Yuanhe were both top masters. Together, they were blessed with powerful magic tools. The power erupted has exceeded the scope of the master realm. Even if it is far from the legendary holy master realm, it is not much different.

Zhang Yi was alone. With only a pair of iron fists, he resisted their magic weapons, and his momentum was like a rainbow. He kept pressing them both to fight, and his combat effectiveness was explosive!

Although Zhang Yi also hung some colors, it can be called a rolling trend.

Moreover, song Yuanshan also saw that Zhang Yi did not display any martial arts skills, relying on his powerful internal force and his unparalleled body.

For strong people at this level, song Yuanshan didn't believe that the other party didn't cultivate strong martial arts. Therefore, in other words, Zhang Yi didn't really use his best.

Such terrible strength, even the legendary saint, is just so.

Of course, song Yuanshan has never seen a real saint, but even so, Zhang Yi has at least stepped into that realm with one foot, half a saint!

In fact, it is true that Zhang Yi's full strength can only be regarded as infinitely close to the peak of the later stage of foundation construction without exerting any martial arts skills.

But once the world-shaking martial art of RenWang boxing is displayed, it is the real strongman at the peak in the later stage of building the foundation, and he dare not face his golden Shenquan.

Holy master! Even if it's just a little, it's the existence of legend level!

At this time, the hearts of song Yuanshan and song Yuanhe were full of fear and awe. What kind of monster did the Song family provoke, but they were so strong in their twenties that they were so terrible.

This is a living saint!

"Holy master!" On the other side, song Chengguo, who was seriously injured, heard the word in his second uncle's mouth. He was so frightened that he trembled all over and almost fainted.

It is said that the old master of taijimen was seriously injured and dying. He had a great understanding between life and death before he could step into the holy master's realm.

Taiji gate is one of the top super sects in the ancient martial arts world!

How is that possible? How could this boy be a saint! Oh, my God!

Song Zelin also heard the cry of his ancestors and the end of his fiasco. His hatred for Zhang Yi cooled more than half. He even raised a trace of resentment against his dead son. What terrible enemy did this bastard provoke to the Song family.

The Song family's terror of the last suspected saint is a disaster!

"How is that possible? How could this little bastard be a legendary saint? "

Song yuedan was also like being struck by lightning. Her face was as pale as paper. There was deep despair in her bitter eyes.

Earlier, she had never paid attention to Zhang Yi and thought it was a mole ant that could be crushed to death, but now she found that it was clearly a peerless murderer.

But at the moment, she didn't seem to get rid of her smelly mouth, even she didn't realize it.

"Pa --! Shit! Do you want the Song family to kill? "

Although song yuedan's curse was very small, song Chengguo heard it. The old ancestor was so frightened that he raised his hand and pulled it on song yuedan's face.

Even if a master level ancestor is seriously injured, the strength of a slap is terrible.

Song yuedan's face was sunken by this slap on the spot, and she couldn't help screaming in pain. However, seeing song Chengguo's cannibal eyes, she couldn't help holding back. Her heart was cold and almost fainted.

"It's really not beaten. I haven't enjoyed it yet!"

Seeing song Yuanshan and song Yuanhe lying on the ground begging for mercy, Zhang Yi shook his head uninteresting.

For the surrendered enemy, Zhang Yi really can't afford to do it.

Of course, there are two people here. At first, they didn't start to kill because they were worried about Zhang Yi's background. Otherwise, I'm afraid there are two cold bodies lying on the ground.

"Holy master! Please raise your hand. My song family is willing to pay any price in exchange for peace! "

Song Yuanshan twitched at the corners of his mouth and looked at Zhang Yi with fear. For fear that the other party would not enjoy it, he directly destroyed the Song family.