Just when Hongrong was stunned, Ji Yingzhe moved.

"Haha, even if you are such a treacherous person, why don't you want to drink my foot-washing water? How could I know about that big bald man's attainments in the physical realm?

I just said a few words and managed to scare you away. It seems that my reputation as a top performer is very useful."

Ji Yingzhe laughed wildly in his heart, but his expression was extremely serious, because he also opened the taboo of the Eight Extremes Golden Body, communicated with the East Extreme Mountain, and stimulated the power of the Xuanguan Aperture.

In an instant, Ji Yingzhe's body glowed with green light, and a cool feeling surged from the center of Zifu's eyebrows. Everything became extremely clear and clear when he thought about it.

He can clearly feel what he should do now to maximize his current strength.

"With just one aperture at Xuan Guan, others can gain such power by opening 333 acupoints in the physical realm.

But I need to communicate with Baji, and I can only get it after paying the price.

Sure enough.

There is also a gap between Tianjiao and Tianjiao!"

There is no time to think too much, the Dongji Mountain is definitely more powerful than this.

Ji Yingzhe transformed into a cyan stream of light, bringing out a series of cyan wake waves. His speed was much faster, and the blood energy all over his body surged beyond his original range.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Hongrong, who was briefly distracted, was repeatedly knocked away by Ji Yingzhe. His whole body was like a fallen leaf, flying uncontrollably in the air.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Everyone in the stands saw a strange scene.

Hongrong is like a ball of golden sandbags, floating in the air, constantly being beaten back and forth by a stream of blue light.

Others would have been seriously injured and had to lose.

But Hongrong is an indestructible body after all!

I was provoked by Ji Yingzhe's words before, which caused me to show my flaws, but once I reacted, I quickly blocked the opponent's offensive.

"Is this all the eight-pole golden body? It's not enough!"

Hongrong roared loudly, stepped on the void, and a dragon and a tiger flew out from both sides of his waist and abdomen, attaching to his arms.

Then he turned his fists into spears and shot out countless fist shadows like horned dragons.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Ji Yingzhe retreated suddenly, unable to stop Hong Rong's incomparable punch. The opponent's divine fist was invincible and his physical body was extremely strong. In a head-to-head confrontation, he lost again.

"Are you so powerful? I don't believe it. I can't beat you?"

Boom!

A dull thunder sound came from Ji Yingzhe's body, and a wave of heat spread from his body.

The endless burning sensation made the blood all over his body seem to boil.

The second extreme, the heat!

The eight extremes of communication have been the limit of Ji Yingzhe's normal life.

If he forcibly communicates with the third pole, he has no idea how long he can sustain it, and he may even die at any time.

At this time, Ji Yingzhe's originally black and translucent hair had begun to show traces of white frost, which meant that his life potential was rapidly being depleted.

If he cannot resolve the battle quickly and gets caught in a fierce battle, he will kill himself.

Whoa!

Ji Yingzhe's body flashed and he came to the top of Hongrong's head. He clenched his fists with both hands, like a drum and a golden hammer, and hit Hongrong's head from the sky.

His current speed has completely surpassed Hongrong's, and the opponent can't even capture his figure. He can only stand passively in mid-air, waiting for Ji Yingzhe's offensive to arrive.

"Overhead!"

Hongrong reacted quickly, held up his hands, and raised the cauldron with a domineering move, blocking Ji Yingzhe's fierce attack.

Boom, boom!

Blocking the incomparable beating of drums and golden hammers, Hongrong's body continued to decline.

Soon!

With a bang, Hongrong's entire body fell to the ground, her feet shook, and her thighs were stained with blood.

But it's not over yet.

Ji Yingzhe's fierce offensive directly smashed Hongrong into the ground.

He punched Hongrong one after another, constantly hitting Hongrong's arms, making the opponent unable to get out at all.

This boxing technique is not a profound martial arts, it is just a second-rate "Rolling Stone Boxing".

The greatest power of Rolling Stone Fist is that through continuous accumulation of momentum, one's punching power gradually increases.

When you reach the end, you are like a huge rolling stone falling from a mountain, unstoppable and invincible.

Bang bang bang

Ji Yingzhe's blood was steaming rapidly, and the green witchcraft was like a twisted cloud, lingering around him.

He punched one after another, like beating a wooden stake, nailing most of Hongrong's body into the ground.

Just when Ji Yingzhe's boxing power was about to reach its highest point

Whoa!

A long blood-red knife broke through the earth and rescued Hongrong.

Hongrong jumped up, ignoring the blood scattered on his face, holding the long knife with one hand, and slashed at Ji Yingzhe with his backhand.

The blood-red sword light penetrates the sky and the earth, bringing out gloomy ghostly shadows, like the birth of the blood prison.

"Witch Soldier?"
Chapter completed!