Chapter 1603

High above the sky, after the fierce fight between Qiao Yongjun and Jaffe Chong, the bursts of spiritual pressure fluctuations drove away many monks around.

Qiao Yongjun's strength is also obvious to all. Alone, his strength is much better than Duan Xiaolou and Hao renqiang. To be honest, Yunlin has no choice but to find herself. With Luo Yao's strength, she is afraid that even if she can suppress Qiao Yongjun, her strength is limited. I'm afraid she can't stabilize it until she has a hundred moves.

In front of Qiao Yongjun and the distraction of the barbarian army, the later friars fought together without showing any timidity, and there was a hidden trend of back pressure. After staring at the meeting, the happy color on Yi Tian's face slowly converged and turned into a deep worried color.

Qiao Yongjun's playing method is desperate, but in terms of cultivation, he is still slightly inferior to the other party, but the strongest point of Ashura's body method is that he can double his original strength. But there is really a big defect in this appearance, and the spiritual power consumption in the body will be twice as much as that in the normal situation.

In view of this, Yi Tian is rarely used directly in combat. It can only be used when it is estimated that he will work hard.

This time, the barbarian friar also underestimated the enemy a little, and even shouted that the ten moves were limited, so Qiao Yongjun made this decision and directly met the other party. Asura's body power is hard to last in a hurry, but now it's used just right.

After the close melee, the two fought more and more urgently. It was obvious that they all hit a real fire. But even so, Qiao Yongjun steadily suppressed his opponent.

After the tenth move, the silver gun in your hand crossed the aisle light arc to pick away the opponent's big knife, then stepped back to the outside of the battle circle and shouted: "kill your father and friends. The ten moves have passed. It seems that you can't help me."

"Hum, boy, I didn't expect you to remember this," the butcher shouted.

"The two armies fought against each other before the battle. Do you want to pay off what Taoist friends said? You know, hundreds of people are watching now. Please respect Taoist friends," Qiao Yongjun said with a faint smile.

Zafu Chong also weighed it. It seems that he couldn't get the other party for a while. Although he was temporarily defeated, he was only tied by visual inspection, and Qiao Yongjun seemed confident, and he didn't know what would be behind him.

With a cold hum on his face, the butcher turned and flew towards the barbarian army camp. When Qiao Yongjun saw it, he sent five monks to join the ten people set before.

After the two sides won one game each, as the commander-in-chief of the barbarian army, Hong Zafu slowly flew forward and looked at it. Then he shouted, "Qiao Yongjun, I respect you as a man. How are you going to fight in the third game this time? In terms of strength, you are far less than me. In addition, you have only two distracted friars. We have no chance of winning."

"Who said that only two people came, I Asura never fought uncertain battles. The people who pressed the array had already come to the battlefield, but you were clumsy and didn't see it," Qiao Yongjun said with a disdainful smile.

After hearing this, his face slightly changed and looked carefully, his eyes turned to the space not far from Qiao Yongjun's side. After staring for a long time, he said, "sure enough, there was a third person present, but Taoist friends seem to be insincere."

After a flicker of ripples in the air, a vague shadow appeared. Then Yi Tian's voice said, "it seems that the strength of Taoist friends is also mediocre. I've been waiting here for a long time."

The mediocre sentence stunned the monks on both sides. The people on the side of the Asura army were all happy. Unexpectedly, there would be experts to follow this time. It seems that the final battle in front of us is unpredictable.

As for the barbarian friars, they turned their eyes and stared at Yi Tian's virtual shadow, but they couldn't see the real body in the virtual shadow.

His father Hong also looked at him with a dignified face and asked, "you hide your head and show your tail and dare not show your true face. It seems that your identity is also very problematic."

"Why are you afraid? It seems that the barbarian friars are just like this." Yi Tianping could not hear any joys and sorrows in his light tone. Then he said: "we'd better make a quick decision in the last war. There may be the past of Asura and barbarian in the ruins below. We'd better send someone to get it up as soon as possible."

Hong, the butcher's father, looked tight and angry and said, "Taoist friends seem to disobey the rules. Without the consent of our family, they even checked the secret in the underground below."

"The rules are set by the strong. It's very embarrassing that I didn't let you barbarian friars leave," said Yi Tian disdainfully. "Since the friends who kill father are dissatisfied, as long as you can beat me, you can say anything."

"As you wish," the spirit power of his father Hong quickly mobilized and his body expanded. The whole man rushed forward like an arrow from the string.

In the face of such a situation, Yi Tian is not the first time to see it. Under the situation of the confrontation between the two armies, he just wears a breathing cloak and converges his breath. At the same time, he used the thousand face technique to hide his true face in order to be afraid of being seen out.

But when it was really his turn to shoot, he didn't care so much, and the appearance of his father Hong was obviously ready to fight hard, trying to pressure himself with his barbarian talent.

After a golden halo dispersed, Yi Tian's figure disappeared from the original place, leaving only a residual shadow. At the same time, not far away from his father Hong, he showed his real body again, stretched out his hand and steadily staggered his fists‘ 'crunch' sounded like metal friction. After that, the two people's bodies staggered in the air and separated.

The butcher's father Hong's face showed an unprecedented solemnity and shouted, "OK, let me experience your skill."

After taking two boxers and putting them on his hands, the body shape of his father Hong flashed again, and his muscles soared. The whole man was pulled up two feet alive and appeared in front of the crowd in the shape of a meat mountain.

After stretching out his fingers and snapping his fingers in the air, Yi Tian stretched out his hand in front of him, and invisible sonic booms forced him back three feet away.

Then the voice of his father Hong's words came again and said, "it seems that the strength of Taoist friends is not very good. You can't take it easy to deal with my mere finger popping sonic boom. I'm afraid you're flashing your tongue in the wind."

Before he finished, a black sound wave came over Yi Tian's head centered on the place he stood. Of course, there is no need to force hand to hand combat against such a stupid man. Yi Tianxin has already had a calculation in his mind. There are ways to deal with barbarian friars such as slaughter father Hong. But in order to hide people's eyes and ears, try not to use past tricks.

After the magic bell in the hand was taken out, it shook quickly. After the Seven Magic sounds dispersed, it directly attacked the spirit of slaughtering father Hong. The barbarian friars didn't pay much attention to the secret skills of gods and souls when they turned to physical cultivation. After the Seven Magic sounds dispersed, they passed the crowd. Not only did the body shape of their father Hong shake slightly, but also the barbarian army after they got up was affected.