Chapter 1798

Who is it if ye Zichuan is not here?

Ye Shitian's look was very complicated for a time, with surprise, shock, disbelief, doubt and so on.

Although Ye Zichuan's whole body exudes a strong smell of chaos, he can't believe it now.

His fist clenched and loosened, and there was even a faint sense of killing in his eyes.

When he realized that he actually showed his intention to kill, he was also surprised, and then turned into a thick guilt.

Looking at his changing face, ye Zichuan also flashed an apology in his eyes.

Their meeting was a strange fate. No one would believe that he would enter chaos from Hongmeng in that special period, so there was today's scene.

"I've seen you, master."

After repeated struggles, ye Zhetian respectfully saluted Ye Zichuan.

"No, now you are also heaven level. Let's talk about it between you and me on the basis of peers." Ye Zichuan said.

Ye Shitian looked firm: "I will never forget the teachings of the master. I will be a teacher one day and a father all my life. Without the master, I would not be today."

"What if I were your enemy?" Ye Zichuan looked at him and said.

A touch of pain flashed in Ye's eyes: "a fair war is not bad for meeting."

Ye Zichuan smiled at the corners of his mouth, which was good.

He never asked ye Zhetian for anything. Moreover, ye Zhetian has borne part of his cause and effect, carried the pot for him, and paid off between them.

But if you really want to fight, ye Zhetian will not be his opponent.

Therefore, the eight words ye Zhetian said also have the meaning of seeking death.

Without Ye Zichuan, there would be no him now. Even this name is from ye Zichuan, so in any case, he can't do anything sorry for ye Zichuan.

He died in a fair war. He had no regrets and was able to repay Ye Zichuan's teachings and the grace of regeneration.

Ye Zichuan stretched out a hand: "let me see how much you have grown over the years."

The eyes of the leaves suddenly became bright.

"Please, master!"

This is Ye Zichuan's first examination of him in many years. Even though he knows that there is a huge gap between himself and the master, he just wants to see how strong the famous "ye Zhetian" in the six realms is.

Boom!

There was a thundering sound in his body, like an endless sea of thunder hidden in his body. At this time, all burst out.

His blood is surging and his powerful vitality is burning.

The power of heaven is overwhelming and surging. The breath standing at the top of life is too strong. It naturally suppresses all creatures, just like wild animals encounter natural enemies.

With a long roar, the leaves covered the sky and moved.

With a bang in place, his figure has disappeared, making time stagnate, ignoring the distance of space and sending out his strongest blow.

Boom!

The fiery fist light blooms here, like a bright sun rising. The fist momentum is towering, open and close, and extremely brave. With a momentum of indomitable, we should break all obstacles.

A flash of light flashed in Ye Zichuan's eyes. This momentum is good.

To fight the enemy with a fist is to carry this belief.

Under his fist, everything can be crushed.

But

Snap!

The crisp voice sounded and the light all over the sky disappeared.

Such a powerful and invincible punch was easily blocked by Ye Zichuan's palm.

The powerful and unparalleled divine power is impacting, but it can't hurt Ye Zichuan's palm. He stands there quietly without lifting his clothes. It's like a still mountain, which is difficult to shake.

Even though he knew that there was a huge gap between them, seeing that his powerful fist was easily blocked, ye Zhetian's heart was still strongly shocked.

"Continue."

Ye Zichuan spoke faintly.

Ye Zhetian roared, and a blood light rushed out of the celestial cover. He spread his wings like a ROC and hunted like a dragon and a leopard. At this time, every part of his body turned into a sharp weapon for killing. His powerful body was shining, like human gold, which was very hard.

Dong! Dong!

The impact sound came one after another. Ye Zhetian's speed was too fast. He hit an unknown number of punches in the blink of an eye.

Legs, elbows, knees

Every part of the body was attacking, like a storm, overwhelming.

But ye Zichuan blocked all these attacks with only one hand.

And from beginning to end, he stood where he was, without moving a step.

This vent like battle lasted for several minutes before it stopped. Ye Zhetian attacked thousands of times, but he didn't even hurt a hair of Ye Zichuan.

He finally stopped. When he looked at Ye Zichuan, his eyes were not only shocked, but also shocked.

Is this the strength of the real Tianji strong man? There is a big gap between him and him in the early stage.

Totally unmatched.

"At the same level, your strength is already very strong, but the original space is vast and boundless. Every sky level is special. You don't know what kind of talent and magic they have and what kind of cards they have."

Ye Zichuan's voice sounded faintly: "faith is very important. If you don't punch, you can use it. A punch is twelve points of strength."

"You should make others feel that you are not facing a person, but an insurmountable mountain and an unattainable sky."

"Watch it."

Ye Zichuan made a simple pose, then he raised his arm and clenched his fist.

With one step out, his fist was handed out.

Without any light, Zhongzheng is peaceful, majestic and incomparable.

Looking at the fist that occupied his eyes at that moment, ye Zhetian felt frightened at this time.

He felt that his Taoist heart and his war intention were disintegrated under this punch.

Then there was a groundbreaking roar, which left his mind blank and nothing.

His hair was raised, his clothes were hunting, and it was like a strong wind sweeping around him. An invisible torrent ran over him, as if it could break everything.

After a long time, ye Zha returned to his mind, but he was still in a strong shock.

There is only one punch in my mind, and nothing else exists.

What kind of punch was that?

Unspeakable, even a mortal with such a belief seems to be able to break nine days and break myths.

Looking back, ye saw a picture that he could not forget all his life.

A natural moat, like an abyss, runs across the fog sea, spreading out behind him and dividing the whole chaotic fog sea into two.

It seems that the whole heaven and earth, the whole time and space and the whole primitive space have been separated.

The fog sea surged on both sides, but it was always filled with a terrible abyss.

I don't know how wide, how long and how deep the leaves cover the sky.

This answer may be as powerful as ye Zichuan. He has been difficult to know for a long time.