Chapter 6143： : Punch your dog's head with one punch!

Until this time...

The huge anti-shock force burst out from between the fists and palms, sweeping across the void, stirring up endless ripples that spread to ten directions, blowing and dripping the blood overflowing from the purple-haired man's body, blowing Ye Wuque's hair into the air. Excited!

The pupils under the purple-haired man's mask seemed to shrink slightly at the moment!

Ye Wuque actually punched himself in the front!

And was it blocked unscathed? ?

How is this possible? ?

After taking back the Demon Seed, he recreated his flesh and blood body, and his strength has recovered to the first level of the real Refining God.

And Ye Wuque in front of him, not long ago, was just an ant at the level of God's Taboo!

How could he possibly block his own punch?

Or block it from the front? ?

At this moment, Ye Wuque stared blankly at the purple-haired man who was close at hand, his bright and indifferent gaze fell on the purple mask without the slightest fluctuation, and then the same indifferent voice sounded slowly.

"Two punches, I'm not dead yet."

The purple-haired man's eyes suddenly sharpened, his whole body exploded with strength, his invincible arrogance rose, and he broke free from Ye Wuque's palm. Ye Wuque!

Ye Wuque tilted his head slightly, so he narrowly avoided the punch from the purple-haired man.

But the purple-haired man's attack has just begun!

His other fist immediately followed, took another step forward, and also slammed into Ye Wuque's face!

But with Ye Wuque's swinging figure, he also escaped once again!

But at this moment, the purple-haired man's fists slammed together, the flesh and blood rose up with a vast brilliance, and the terrifying power rose, and the fists staggered like raindrops toward Ye Wuque's head!

Ye Wuque stepped a little under his feet, and the whole person stepped back like a dancing elf.

The purple-haired man followed closely!

His double fists are intertwined, and they are almost at the extreme. Every punch contains the power to destroy the world. He saw all the creatures below have numb scalps and shiver.

But no matter how ferocious and terrifying the purple-haired man's next punch was, he always touched Ye Wuque in the slightest!

A retreat!

A chase!

Ye Wuque is as elegant as a elf, without a trace of fireworks.

The purple-haired man was as fierce as a jackal, but he missed a punch!

The eyes under the purple mask gradually showed a monstrous fierce light and unbelievable!

Another punch!

brush!

Ye Wuque's speed suddenly surged at this moment, as if teleporting, he jumped back several meters, directly dodging the punch of the purple-haired man.

Make the purple-haired man unbelievable!

"Twenty-eight punches."

Ye Wuque's indifferent voice sounded.

Next moment!

brush!

Ye Wuque, who was still a few feet away, teleported to him again unreasonably under the purple-haired man's sharply shrunken pupils!

The purple-haired man subconsciously punched again, but Ye Wuque once again squeezed it out of thin air, as if he was directly caught!

Whoa!

The purple-haired man only felt a terrifying storm coming towards his face, tearing apart the void!

Even through the mask, his face seems to be in pain!

This is the storm brought by Ye Wuque's arm!

Raise your arms!

Raise your hand!

make a fist!

One punch in the face!

Under the eyes of the purple-haired man shaking violently, Ye Wu's fist slammed firmly on his mask!

Bang!

The purple mask exploded!

A huge and terrifying airflow spread from the back of the purple-haired man's head in all directions, destroying everything!

Then, the purple-haired man's head exploded together!

finally!

From top to bottom, the purple-haired man exploded directly!

Warm blood rushes up Lao Gao!

Dyeing the Ten Directions Void!

A bit of blood even splashed onto Ye Wuque's cheeks, but his cold and indifferent eyes were even more terrifying, as if he was in an endless purgatory.

below.

All living beings are stupid at this moment!

Even the five refining gods of the evil **** were awakened. At this moment, they all stared blankly at Ye Wuque above the void, only feeling that their souls were trembling!

Blood rushes in the sky, for a long time!

Ye Wuque stood indifferently, bathing in the blood of the sky, like a demon, with cold eyes.

Twenty-eight punches but not a single hair?

I'll blow your dog's head off with one punch!

Between heaven and earth, there is a dead silence.

But at this moment, Ye Wuque did not show any victorious expression, but turned his eyes and continued to look at a void in front of him indifferently.

There, I don't know when a terrifying light group was squirming!

In the light group, black and red brilliance permeates, exuding heart-pounding power, that is the "will of God", and finally a vague face vaguely appeared on the will of God, as if staring at There is no shortage of leaves!

obviously!

The purple-haired man did not die.

Even if he was beaten up by Ye Wuque!

In this regard, Ye Wuque at this moment was not surprised at all, but still stared at the will of the **** indifferently.

At this moment, Ye Wuque hoped that the purple-haired man would not die so quickly.

"I really didn't expect..."

"In such a short period of time, you actually used the power of the Nine Dragons Huaxian Pond to bypass the gods, and officially broke through to the first rank of the gods!"

"Ye Wuque, as expected of you!"

"Under such circumstances and pressure, you can really do this."

The purple-haired man's voice revealed a hint of undisguised admiration. He didn't seem to be angry at all, as if it wasn't him who had just been blown up, but was praising Ye Wuque.

"Ugh…"

"These nine garbage-like meat fields, even if the 'magic seed' is taken back, the condensed flesh is still so unbearable, and it is only possible to use brute force, and it is impossible to use the magic power secret method. Fortunately, it is a plan that has been abandoned long ago. "

"It's disappointing!"

The purple-haired man sighed and opened his mouth, seeming to be a little emotional, and even more helpless.

"I'm waiting for your backhand."

"You talk too much!"

Ye Wuque's indifferent voice sounded.

From the beginning of the fight with the purple-haired man, seeing that the other party was only using pure hand-to-hand combat, Ye Wuque knew that the purple-haired man must have a backhand.

Moreover, when the purple-haired man appeared before and Ye Wuque confronted him, the purple-haired man had already said that the "magic seed" planted by "he turned into a demon of heaven" was just a plan that he had abandoned.

"So anxious?"

In the will of God, a strange smile appeared on the face of the purple-haired man.

"It seems that breaking through to the first level of Refining God makes you full of confidence!"

"Then guess what is my biggest back-up? Hahahahaha!"

With a long laugh from the purple-haired man, the will of God suddenly exploded, and the will that belonged to him seemed to disappear out of thin air.

Ye Wuque's eyes moved slightly, and in the next moment, he turned directly, and looked in one direction of the base camp of the evil god, and then seemed to realize something, and a terrifying light flashed in his eyes!