"You're a man, don't you want to eat a little girl's words?"
Ye Xuan gently shakes his head and grins at Gong Yitong.
"I just said I would not kill you, but I didn't say you could leave China intact!"
"Is it?"
Gong Yitong's steps stop, a pair of beautiful eyes keep flashing.
"The unbeaten God of war means..."
Gong Yitong's eyes gradually cold, with a bone chilling.
"Hum, since you dare to warn me ye mietian just now, you must leave something here before you leave!"
Ye Xuan's voice falls down, and he shoots out towards Gong Yitong's figure.
Gong Yitong's eyes, ye Xuan was still 50 meters away, in an instant, he was in front of himself, and his fists full of internal power had already burst out.
"It's so fast!"
Gong Yitong's heart can't help a burst of astonishment, ye Xuan's fist has hit Gong Yitong's delicate body.
"Well?"
Ye Xuan's step is a pause, with a rare surprise in his eyes.
Ye Xuan's fist actually penetrates Gong Yitong's body directly, but he has no sense of exertion.
"Cluck, cluck!"
Gong Yitong's laughter came. Gong Yitong stood in front of Ye Xuan and did not move. Although Gong Yitong's stomach was broken, there was no blood flowing on her body. Instead, she was tightly wrapped by the blazing fire.
"Invincible God of war, although you are very good at cultivating immortals, it seems that... You can't beat me!"
Gong Yitong laughs at Ye Xuan. There is a flash of cold light in her eyes. She cuts her hand towards Ye Xuan's neck.
"Hum!"
Ye Xuan tilts his head slightly. Gong Yitong cuts through Ye Xuan's face with the palm of endless flame. Ye Xuan's fist retracts and swivels in the same place. He reaches Gong Yitong's side and sweeps out quickly.
"Shua!"
Strong leg wind rages around, and most of Gong's body is swept into nothingness by Ye Xuan. Gong's left body disappears, but ye Xuan is still surprised.
"What's the matter?"
For the first time, ye Xuan felt that he had encountered a very absurd thing. He had been wandering in the immortal world for thousands of years, and he had never seen such strange things.
Because the strength of Ye Xuan's foot bumped into the barren mountain behind Gong Yitong. The strong strength cracked the mountain, but Gong Yitong's body grew up again little by little in the blazing fire, and then became undamaged.
"Invincible God of war, maybe I Gong Yitong can't beat you, but you can't hurt my body!"
Gong Yitong's whole body is full of flames, and her jade hands are spread forward. Gong's whole body is completely covered by the burning flames, and she smiles at Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan takes back his fist and stands up in front of Gong Yitong. Now he finally understands where the weird feeling comes from.
Ye Xuan's strength is still strong. He can break the mountain and crack the earth at will. Even some magic weapons in the world can be broken by Ye Xuan, but Gong Yitong is not affected at all.
Because at the moment of hitting Gong Yitong, ye Xuan felt that he was just hitting in the air, or in other words, he was just hitting a flame.
Although the flame is visible to the naked eye, there is no real entity that can be touched when you touch it with your hand. No matter you sweep it with a stick or bombard it with air, the flame will only fluctuate at the moment when the stick passes or the air blows, and then it will heal back to its previous shape.
The "Middle East Thunder God" that ye Xuan met in Baijin before, Gretel, is also a top immortal cultivation expert who can control the power of thunder, but Gretel can't turn himself into thunder.
However, Gong Yitong, the goddess of fire in front of her, is really transformed into a flame with her own body, which is really shocking.
"Is there such a strange thing in this world? It's really interesting
Ye Xuan suddenly remembered a special group of immortals that he had seen in ancient Chinese books.
"Are you an 'immortal monk'
Ye Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly and asked Gong Yitong in a deep voice.
"The immortal and the strange? That's what you call the world of cultivating immortals in China! " Gong Yitong said with a smile to Ye Xuan, "outside of China, we are called" people who can cultivate immortals. "
"The one who cultivates immortals?"
Ye Xuan's eyes locked Gong Yitong, and the sole of his foot gently went down and rushed to Gong Yitong again.
"Shua!"
Ye Xuan's fists kept waving, like a storm, and each circle hit Gong Yitong's body, causing the fire to move constantly.
The bright smile on Gong Yitong's face is still the same. Even though her body has been damaged by Ye Xuan, it seems that it has no influence on Gong Yitong.
Ye Xuan waved dozens of fierce fists in succession, which scattered Gong Yitong's whole body, leaving only a little spark.
"Wow!"
Ye Xuan put up his fist and stood still in the same place. In the next moment, the spark in front of his eyes suddenly began to explode violently. In an instant, he rose to the ground and gradually turned into a burning flame.
Then, the burning flame began to wriggle gradually, and began to condense into the shape of a woman. If ordinary people were here, they would be scared out of their wits by this scene.
"Even if you are attacked to this extent by me, you can still rally your body again?"
Ye Xuan's eyes are slightly fixed, and the strange degree of those who can cultivate immortals is beyond Ye Xuan's imagination.
"Oh, the unbeaten God of war is really cruel to the little girl!"
Gong Yitong's charming face appeared again in front of Ye Xuan.
"The unbeaten God of war makes people scared. It's a pity that you can't hurt the girl's body, cluck!"
Gong Yitong immediately unbridled to laugh, laughter with a trace of ridicule for ye Xuan..
Ye Xuan is indeed an immortal with strong fighting power. Every punch and foot Ye Xuan hits Gong Yitong contains an invincible power of cultivating immortals, but Gong Yitong's beautiful eyes are still calm. Gong Yitong can't even attack Gong Yitong's body even if he is under violent attack.
Gong Yitong's body is the flaming flame. Gong Yitong can turn into fire. Even if Gong Yitong's body is deformed by attack, it can recover in a moment without any damage.
Ye Xuan stood not far away, silent.