As the second young man of the Zhang family, Zhang Yang's vision is definitely comparable to very others, and I don't know how many peak powerhouses I have seen since I was a child.

But now, there are no words to describe the shock in his heart.

He never dreamed that the knife he tried his best to not cause any harm to Ye Fan, but the thunder knife was also burst out of a gap.

Even a grandmaster who cultivates horizontal kung fu cannot have such a strong body, which is even more terrifying than a divine weapon.

It is rumored that only the holy monks of Buddhism can have the magical power of "King Kong is not bad".

But Ye Fan in front of him, no matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with Buddhism.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

Under the mixture of anger and anger, Zhang Yang completely lost his mind, his eyes were red, he looked like crazy, he didn't care about his injuries, and he raised his knife and slashed again.

Ye Fan's three souls and seven spirits were fixed by the Great Elder, like a living target, standing in place, unable to move.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang !!"

Between a few breaths, Zhang Yang slashed hundreds of knives, and each knife poured all his strength, enough to split the mountains and break the waves.

But Ye Fan's body was still unscathed, like flawless porcelain, without a trace of flaws.

For him, a flamboyant attack was not even as good as a mosquito bite, and it couldn't break his defenses at all.

At the same time, the force of the shock caused Zhang Yang's right hand to completely crack open, and red blood gushed out.

It wasn't until this moment that Zhang Yang really understood the gap between him and Ye Fan, and he felt a strong sense of frustration, his eyes were dejected, and his Dao heart fluctuated tremendously.

The Great Elder in the distance became even more shocked the more he looked at it, and his body trembled involuntarily.

According to this trend, even if the two join forces, they will not be Ye Fan's opponents, and they will eventually die here.

The extreme consternation also made the Great Elder's spirit lose his body, Ye Fan seized the opportunity, locked the soul of the Mud Pill Palace, and suddenly exerted his strength.

"Boom!"

The energy of the Great Elder was like the Yangtze River bursting its banks, breaking free from the invisible shackles and completely breaking the Great Elder's magical power of "fixing the mind and reminding the soul".

The next moment, Ye Fan's soul returned to its place, the spirit and flesh were one, and he regained control of his body, and at the same time, he secretly took chances.

The cooperation between the Great Elder of the Zhang Family and Zhang Yang can be described as seamless, if a monk of the Heavenly Realm encounters such a siege, I am afraid that he will also be on the way.

It's a pity...... They met Ye Fan!

The heavenly hegemony body has advanced to the third level, golden muscles and jade bones, reborn and blood, how can anyone break it?

On the ground, Ye Fan's eyes were starry, his momentum was soaring, and the qi and blood in his body were surging like a tsunami.

Immediately after, he jerked up his right fist and smashed it towards Zhang Yang in front of him.

……

"It's not good, young master, run away!!" The Great Elder's face changed wildly and he exclaimed in surprise.

Zhang Yang, who was in danger, shook all over his body, and felt unprecedented horror, every inch of skin, every muscle, and every bone seemed to be under great pressure and was about to be torn apart.

Ye Fan's punch does not seem to be fancy, but it has already reached the artistic conception of simplifying the complex and returning to the basics.

The atmosphere is majestic, devastating, let you change everything, I will kill it with one punch.

Zhang Yang even had the illusion that this was not a fist, but a giant axe that had traveled through time and space since time immemorial, as if to split the world in two.

At the last moment, Zhang Yang squeezed out the last bit of strength, raised the thunder knife in front of him, and wanted to dissolve some of his fist strength.

"Zheng!"

The fists and knives intersect.

In just one second, the thunder knife, which ranked 87th on the list of 100 soldiers, completely shattered.

Instead of being turned into a thousand pieces, it was turned into powder, leaving not a trace of residue, as if it had never existed in this world.

Until the fist strength was castrated, it contained Ye Fan's domineering martial will, and it slammed into Zhang Yang's chest.

The next moment, Zhang Yang seemed to have been hit by a beam cannon, and the whole person flew upside down for hundreds of meters, blood spurted wildly from his mouth, and the blood lotus of the demon Ye was splattered in mid-air.

"Bang!"

Zhang Yang's body smashed the mountain wall, knocking out a human-shaped hole in the mountain wall, and the surrounding rubble splashed and shook.

"Huh, you're not dead?"

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised.

He thought that his punch could easily penetrate Zhang Yang's body.

But now, he could feel that although Zhang Yang was seriously injured, he still had a breath to breathe.

"Ahem......"

Zhang Yang, who was blasted into the mountain wall, coughed dryly, lowered his head dejectedly, and tore the tattered clothes on his chest, revealing a pair of close-fitting soft armor.

This soft armor is made of unknown materials, with bright red lines on the surface, and it looks like human blood from a distance, intertwined and densely intertwined, constantly flowing, as if there is life.

At this moment, in the center of the soft armor, a hole the size of a fist appeared, which was caused by Ye Fan's blow just now.

If it weren't for the strength of this soft armor to dissolve his fist, Zhang Yang would have been penetrated by his body and completely killed, even if Da Luo Jin Immortal came to the world, he would not be able to save him.

Seeing the huge hole in the center of the soft armor, Zhang Yang's eyes were full of horror, and his whole body was soaked with cold sweat.

This armor is called the Blood-Patterned Battle Armor, and it is not a divine weapon on the list of 100 soldiers, but it is more powerful.

The ancient gods crafted weapons, and there was a forbidden secret technique called "blood sacrifice".

Legend has it that the general, Mo Xie was sent by the king of Yue to cast the sword within the specified time limit, but he was never able to melt the gold and iron, as a last resort, Mo Xie cut off his long hair, cut off his nails, threw himself into the blazing fire, and used the essence of blood as a guide to die the sword, so as to create the world-famous "male and female double sword".

At the last moment of the furnace, the craftsman threw himself into the furnace and poured his own essence into the armor, so that those bright red lines appeared on the armor.

This casting method is extremely cruel, but extremely powerful.

Among the countless magic weapons collected by the Zhang family for thousands of years, this blood-patterned battle armor can be steadily ranked in the top ten, compared to the Mithril armor worn by those silver armor guards, it is many times stronger, and it can even resist the full force of the heavenly powerhouse.

The current head of the Zhang family, who walked the rivers and lakes with this treasure armor when he was young, was able to be given a blood-patterned armor, which shows Zhang Yang's status in the Zhang family.

But now, this supreme treasure was pierced by Ye Fan's punch.

How can Zhang Yang not be surprised?!

What's more, the blood-patterned battle armor can block Ye Fan's first punch, but how can he block the second punch?

Today's Zhang Yang has been hit hard, and the thunder knife has also turned into powder, just like fish on a chopping board, unable to move an inch, and can only be slaughtered by Ye Fan.

"Kick!"

"Kick!"

"Kick!"

At this time, Ye Fan walked towards Zhang Yang, and the footsteps were like a countdown to death.

For the first time in his life, Zhang Yang felt that death was so close, and when Ye Fan punched the next time, it would be when he was killed.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

Suddenly, the Great Elder in the distance erupted into a hoarse roar, gritted his teeth and said:

"Boy, stop! Even if the old man desperately goes mad and dies, he will kill you!"

"Heavenly demons, burn my remnants!"

As soon as the words fell, the Great Elder's momentum changed completely, and he no longer had the appearance of the fairy wind Dao bone before, but like a demon king of the world, he came to the world.

"Huh!"

The next moment, a bloody light shot out from the center of his eyebrows, spreading in all directions, and the evil aura filled the heavens and the earth, like a sea of blood rolling and tumbling.

The blood light continued to distort in mid-air, and in an instant, a Yaksha Demon King was formed.

From a distance, the Yaksha Demon King was holding a steel fork, several feet high, with a faint green flame on his head, burning like a candle, with two horns on his forehead, and a terrifying shape.

If you are a coward, you will faint with fright at a glance.

This Yaksha Demon King was condensed from the Great Elder's inner demons.

The "demons" referred to here are not visible demons in the secular world, but to inner demons that exist in the heart.

There are four kinds of demons in the heart, the demon of desire, the demon of the body, the demon of death, and the demon of heaven.

The stronger the strength of the cultivator, the higher the inner demons will rise, so there is a saying that "the Tao is one foot high, and the demon is one foot high".

Once the Dao heart is damaged and the inner demons cannot be subdued, there will be a situation where the demons will go mad, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

And now, the Great Elder deliberately indulged his demons, risking his own death, and he also wanted to put Ye Fan to death!