"Not very good. [This article is from ]" Yang Chen glanced at Hou Yun fiercely, knowing that this guy was still dissatisfied with being designed by Yang Chen before, a little revenge. However, how could Yang Chen agree to this kind of thing, and shook his head directly.

"Then what do you say?" Jing Fat Man felt that he had eaten other people's food and drunk other people's wine at this time, and if he wanted to rely on his own power to bully people, he seemed to be a little unreasonable, so he could only ask stupidly.

"Well, let's compare our strength. Yang Chen finally found the time to say what he wanted, Hou Yun didn't do anything good, but this topic was just right: "If I win, you join our Pure Yang Palace, and naturally someone will serve you good food and drink." If you win, I'll let Ah Ling entertain you once a year, how about it?"

"That's fine. Jing Fatzi had a simple idea, and after listening to Yang Chenyi's suggestion, he immediately nodded, but then immediately added: "But I may not be able to compare to you in terms of strength, I didn't rob you last time." Why don't you learn from Lao Hou and see if you can impress me, if you can impress me, you win, and if you can't move me, you will lose. ”

Don't look at the fat man of Jinghu, he has a simple brain, but he is not stupid at all. When he grabbed the plate and was pressed down by Yang Chen before, he noticed that Yang Chen's strength was amazing. However, he only felt that Yang Chen must be about the same as Hou Yun, because the two of them were about the same size now, and since Hou Yun couldn't move him, Yang Chen would definitely not be able to.

This suggestion is in Yang Chen's arms, Hou Yun is just the middle of the Yellow Turban Force's alchemy mana, not long ago because Yang Chen was transferred to the high level, but Yang Chen had already reached the peak of the power of the sea when he was ascending, and he was only one step away from reaching the realm of Lithodi, which was a whole big realm higher than Hou Yun, so that he couldn't even impress Jinghu.

How many Yellow Turban wrestlers in the fairy world are just cultivating to the realm of overpowering the sea, and they can already rely on brute force to compete with the golden immortal masters. Even if Yang Chen hadn't experienced so many heavenly tribulation baptisms. The strength of the body is not comparable to that of the Xuan Immortal Golden Immortal master, but it is by no means bad in terms of pure strength. And even more.

Yang Chen and Jinghu stood face to face in the vast space of Shuifu, but Jinghu still maintained the form of a fat man and did not return to his true appearance. Maybe in his heart, as long as he is like this, he can take over Yang Chen's strength, even if Yang Chen is strong, and his realm is not as good as Hou Yun's, at most, he can have Hou Yun's level of strength attack, right?

Because it was a simple contest of strength, Yang Chen had no intention of using the Great Yin and Yang Five Elements Flying Sword. Even Hou Yun wanted to lend him the golden stick, but Yang Chen refused. A good opponent is rare, and a target of the Eight Grades of Heavenly Immortals is even more rare, Yang Chen still wants to get through the addiction of punching to the flesh with his bare hands.

Bang, at the signal of the fat man of Jinghu Jing, Yang Chen stepped forward. An unceremonious punch slammed into Jinghu's round belly. This part is almost the fattest part of Jinghu's body, and it is also the place where he is least afraid of brute force attacks.

The voice was as low as when Hou Yun attacked Jinghu, and the moment his fist touched Jinghu's fat, Yang Chen really felt the elasticity of Jinghu's body. The method of devouring almost all the power and then slowly unloading the force through the deformation buffer can be said to be the most unique means for Jinghu to deal with brute force attacks.

Jinghu originally thought that Yang Chen's fist would be softly trapped like Hou Yun's big stick, and then it was bounced away, and he was unharmed. But. The power carried by Yang Chen's fist made Jinghu directly startled.

The same fell into the fat pit, and the same was buffered by the fat deformation to unload the force, but the power on Yang Chen's fist was too great, so that the fat had been deformed to the limit. But it still hasn't been able to completely remove the power from above. There was still a part of the power that directly penetrated the fat flesh and bombarded Jinghu's internal organs.

Standing in place, Jinghu let out a muffled snort of slightly surprise, and the powerful spiritual power quickly canceled out the power that went straight into his internal organs. That being said. The place where Yang Chen was hit by a punch was still a little faint pain. Although it is not injured, the taste of a fist blow is not pleasant.

Hou Yun's eyes widened on the side, for fear of missing a little. Yang Chen's alchemy realm was higher than him, and Hou Yun knew it clearly. At this time, why don't you take a good look at what the high-level alchemy looks like?

"Your punch is more than ten times heavier than Lao Hou's. The exclamation that received the attack of the two was the most qualified to judge the strength of the two. Yang Chen just punched Jinghu very unexpectedly. Looking at Yang Chen's figure, his figure was inconspicuous, and his cultivation realm was slightly low, but the strength of this punch almost made him lose his temper.

Fortunately, Jinghu was able to stand in place despite the pain and was not knocked away by a punch, otherwise he would have lost the first punch.

Yang Chen's first punch was just a temptation, and the next thing was the real attack, facing Jinghu, Yang Chen's fist seemed to turn into a big tent, carrying hundreds of fist shadows, and bombarded Jinghu's fat.

At this moment, Jinghu still has the ease at the beginning, his face is full of seriousness, and his spiritual power travels all over his body, completely protecting his entire body. As soon as he had done this step, Yang Chen's fist had already reached his body.

A series of banging sounds were endless, and countless pits appeared on Jinghu's body, each of which was the result of Yang Chen's fist attack. It's just because Yang Chen's attack speed is so fast that before the previous pit has time to bounce up, the latter pit has already appeared, and such a shocking picture has appeared continuously.

Jinghu had almost stretched his body to the extreme, and the spiritual power of his whole body was fighting against the power that rushed straight to his internal organs, bombarding him in all directions. On the almost invulnerable fat that he had always been proud of, there were bursts of pain at this moment. It was completely the feeling of being blasted out by Yang Chen.

However, after all, the master of the Eight Grades of Heavenly Immortals is the master of the Eight Grades of Heavenly Immortals, even if he did not use the magic weapon of body protection, just relying on ** plus spiritual protection, he took over Yang Chen's series of bombardments.

It's just that even with Jinghu's cultivation, he can no longer maintain his body at this moment, and he has completely and completely restored his original killer whale appearance, and his body has also expanded a lot, with a radius of several zhang, and it is no longer only three feet small.

Yang Chen was also secretly complaining in his heart, the fat man Jinghu really lived up to his reputation, and the fat meat of his body could even take the power of the peak of the sea. Although he missed the baptism of the Heavenly Tribulation, his strength would not deceive, and every attack he attacked was firmly received by Jinghu.

Could it be that his own strength is really helpless against this fat man?