Knock!

Ye Wenhao's roar sounded in his ears, and Locke's heart was shocked violently, and his face was filled with panic!

As a half-step war god realm powerhouse, Locke started practicing since childhood, experienced several battles, and witnessed many martial arts, but... there was never a martial art that could be compared with Ye Wenhao's punch just now!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe that there would be such mysterious and domineering martial arts in this world - he could directly communicate with the world, integrate into the world's vitality, and burst out with combat power far exceeding his own strength!

"Swoosh--"

After panic, Locke said nothing, like a soldier who had defeated the war and ran away.

In his opinion, Yanagawa Jun's strength is stronger than him, and he was killed instantly by Ye Wenhao. He had no choice but to stay!

"call out--"

Just as Locke's figure flashed, Ye Fan's mind moved, and a mysterious Ye flying knife flew out of his sleeves and shot rapidly in front of Locke, trying to stop Locke from escaping.

Swish!

When the flying knife came, Locke's face changed in fear, his steps stopped, his speed slowed down, and he didn't stop and wanted to escape from the side again.

"snort!"

At the same time, Ye Wenhao snorted coldly, with the power of the punch just now, he waved his feet and rushed towards Locke quickly, his speed much faster than he was when he was normal, and was no less than Locke.

"Dad, stop burning for nine days!"

Sensing Ye Wenhao's attack, Ye Fan immediately spoke up to remind him. He knew very well that although Ye Wenhao's burning of the Nine Heavens was domineering and powerful, he used the essence of strength to convert it into blood and energy, and then burned the blood and energy to communicate the vitality of heaven and earth. It was extremely exhausting the essence of strength.

At the beginning, after Ye Wenhao burned Jiutian and killed Murong Gu with one punch, the essence of strength was consumed severely.

The essence of strength is obtained through practice and transformation again and again, and it is extremely difficult to recover once consumed.

"good!"

Ye Fan's reminder rang in his ears, and Ye Wenhao also knew that with his own strength, if he joined forces with his son, he could kill Locke even without burning him for nine days.

No need for that trick?!

Lock was originally scared by Ye Wenhao's burning Jiutian. When he heard Ye Fan's words, he vaguely felt that although Ye Wenhao's martial arts were powerful, they might have side effects. They could not be used easily, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At the same time, he noticed Ye Wenhao following him and was chasing him hard. He knew that he had to repel Ye Wenhao so that he could escape smoothly.

Understand this. Locke stopped suddenly, twisted his waist, and waved his right foot. His instep was tight, like a whip, whipping towards Ye Wenhao who was coming towards him.

——Thomas roundabout kick!

This move is the more famous Thomas round kick among Western martial arts. Its move is average, but it is easy to hit the opponent unexpectedly, making people unable to defend themselves.

Facing Locke's sudden blow, Ye Wenhao seemed to be ready, and he didn't dodge or dodge. He swung his right fist and fist to greet him!

"Bang!"

With one punch, the air burst, and a terrifying evil aura emerged from Ye Wenhao's body, making him look like a demon from hell.

"Xuansha Fist" killing moves, evil spirits soar to the sky!

The sixth level, fifty-four times the strength!!

"Bang--"

In the sparks of calcium carbide, Ye Wenhao punched Locke's instep, as if two peaks collided with each other, with an amazing momentum.

Immediately, a ray of energy surged out from Locke's instep and rushed into Ye Wenhao's fist.

The fifty-four times of the force contained in Ye Wenhao's punch erupted suddenly like a volcano erupting!

Crackling!

The qi and force attacked each other, offsetting the sound of stir-fried beans.

"Ba"

Ye Wenhao was shocked and took a step back, and the ground under his feet collapsed.

"Click--"

Locke was not feeling well, and his whole body was shocked. The ground under his feet could not withstand the force, and they shattered and dense cracks appeared.

have equal shares!

This time, even though Ye Wenhao did not use burning the Nine Heavens, he was almost the same as Locke.

This result made Locke's face suddenly change, and his eyebrows were filled with horror: Why is he so strong?

Is it strong??

Previously, Ye Fan judged through his breath and judged that Locke's strength was weaker than Yanagawa Jun and far less than Murong Gu, the eldest elder of Wudang who was killed by Ye Wenhao with one punch. Therefore, he felt that Ye Wenhao used the power of burning the nine heavens to strike while the iron was hot, and only used the evil energy to soar to the sky to compete with Locke.

Seeing that the result confirmed his judgment, Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief. Then he moved his mind, a golden light flashed between his eyebrows, and an invisible thought power shot quietly at Locke.

"Hiss~"

After a brief shock, Locke took a breath and completely lost the courage to fight, and wanted to escape again.

only--

Before Locke could take a step, the invisible mental power entered along the Yintang acupoint between his eyebrows, and under Ye Fan's control, he headed straight to Locke's mind (soul)!

Mental attack?!

Locke was shocked and quickly calmed down and mobilized the energy to protect him.

"Ba"

Taking this opportunity, Ye Wenhao took a step forward and punched him again, hitting Locke's heart.

"asshole!"

Sensing Ye Wenhao's attack, Locke cursed in his heart, and had to give up the plan to mobilize the energy to protect his mind, but instead hastily mobilized the force to surge to his right hand and turned into a palm to greet him.

"Bang--"

The fists and palms collided, and the muffled sound came out again.

This time, Ye Wenhao didn't move at all.

Because Locke was worried about Ye Fan's mental attack and had a hasty move, even though he took advantage of the palm-to-pin fist, he was still beaten back by Ye Wenhao with one punch, and the qi and blood in his body rolled.

Immediately, without waiting for Locke to stabilize the qi and blood in his body, Ye Fan's mental power attack silently hit Locke's soul.

Because he did not enter that magical state, Ye Fan's attack was much weaker than the one he had when he dealt with Zorro.

Even so, the sneak attack still caused Locke's martial arts will to shake and his soul trembled.

The soul was trembling and unstable, so Lock had to give up his plan to stabilize his qi and blood. He first stabilized his soul with his own will.

Just then!

Ye Wenhao did not stop, pursued the victory and punched him again, as if he was determined to beat Locke to death!

“**!”

Because the distance was too short, Ye Wenhao punched too fast, and Locke had no chance to dodge. He was so angry that he roared in his heart. He had to give up the idea of ​​strengthening the soul defense line and waved his palms to greet him again.

This time, he was trembling because of his soul and his mind was dispersed. The energy he mobilized was far less than that before.

Just now, due to hastily resisting, he mobilized only 80% of the energy he had injected with all his strength, but was beaten back by Ye Wenhao. The qi and blood in his body were rolling. What should he do this time?

The fist and palms collided. After Ye Wenhao's fist counteracted the energy gushing out of Locke's palm, it did not stop and all rushed into Locke's palm!

"Click--"

The terrifying shock force directly broke Locke's wrist and arm.

Locke's whole body was shocked. His internal organs were injured one after another, and he flew backwards like a football kicked.

In the air, bloodshots spilled from the corners of his mouth and his face was as pale as paper. He was obviously seriously injured.

"call out--"

Take your life while you are sick!

Just as Locke flew backwards, Ye Fan's mind moved again. The Xuanye Flying Knife that had pierced and landed before rose into the air and roared towards Locke's back!

Danger!

Locke was shocked, endured his injuries, activated his energy to his waist, and twisted his waist suddenly and made a backflip in the air.

"call!"

The Xuanye Flying Knife almost wiped Locke's back, and the sharp sword wind blew on Locke like a cold wind, causing Locke's hair to rise up all over his body.

"Puchi--"

After thrillingly avoiding the assassination of the flying knife, Locke affected his injuries, and his body shook, opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood mist, falling downwards.

"call!"

Below, Ye Wenhao had arrived at some point, and his right fist came from bottom to top and rushed towards Locke.

It is still evil spirits that surge in the sky, fifty-four times the strength!

"No!!"
To be continued...