Chapter 278 This is too good to pretend.

"You so quickly let me go."

Zhou Ye put his hands on the shoulders of the little icon and pushed the little icon hard.

Mad, fight just fight, little icon, why are you hugging me, Zhou Moucao?

Did you have any bad intentions against me, Zhou Moucao?

Zhou Ye was very melancholy, and decided in his heart not to save face for the little icon for a while, and greeted directly on his face.

open?

Letting go is definitely another round of beatings.

The devil just let you go.

The little icon was firm in his heart and rolled on the ground with Zhou Ye in his arms.

The flames carrying the high temperature clinged to the two of them like swimming snakes. The flames pierced through the clothes and burned the skin and flesh of the two of them.

Black light threads flashed past, scratching the little icon's face.

Blood spilled.

The little icon was stunned for a moment, then put his face close to Zhou Ye's shoulder and wiped it on Zhou Ye's clothes.

"Fuck, are you a dog?" Zhou Ye was stunned.

Your little icon is bleeding, why are you wiping it off on my Zhou Moucao's clothes?

Really can't stand it anymore.

Zhou Ye raised his knees against the belly of the little icon, then leaned his head back and slammed into the head of the little icon.

"Boom!"

The sound of the crash traveled far and wide.

The little icon was in a trance, feeling a little dizzy in his head.

He stared at Zhou Ye in front of him.

The four looked at each other, and the atmosphere gradually became strange.

Brother, you hit me first.

The little icon murmured inwardly, and then slammed into Zhou Ye.

"Boom!"

A sound like a wooden clock struck.

Zhou Ye's forehead started to turn red.

At this moment, he was a little dazzled, and he felt as if his brain had been knocked out.

"I……"

Zhou Ye took a deep breath, then gritted his teeth and rammed the little icon hard, as if he didn't stop until he broke the head of the little icon.

midair.

King Lei Yan and Erdan looked at each other, a little stunned.

What is this doing?

Better than the head iron?

King Lei Yan and Erdan could not understand the operation of Zhou Ye and Little Dekor.

"If you practice like this, you can hit people with your head in the future." King Lei Yan said while rubbing his chin.

Erdan nodded, and then said, "Practicing like this means a kind of iron head technique. If you practice it to a high level, the end is as hard as the meteorite outside the sky, and there is nothing that can't be broken."

King Lei Yan said with a bit of pain: "But one of them is the second disciple of Qingxu Mountain, and the other is the son of Emperor Bai. Isn't it a bit embarrassing to fight like this?"

"You don't care how he fights, don't you have to win?" Erdan shrugged.

Everyone is an almighty who has gone through so many battles. Don't they even understand the truth?

"You're right." King Lei Yan nodded.

...

"Boom!"

Both Zhou Ye and the little icon had their heads smashed, and their faces were covered in blood.

But they looked at each other with dissatisfaction deep in their eyes.

"Brother, hit me more, I'm going to hit me back." The little icon said in a deep voice.

"You fart." Zhou Ye took a deep breath, he felt that the little deity's brain might be a little abnormal, and whether it would count, obviously he bumped himself more.

The flame was burning on the body.

The feeling of being bitten by thousands of ants made Zhou Ye and the little saint elephant couldn't help but gasp.

"To be honest, I can't take it anymore," Zhou Ye said.

"It's a bit." The little icon nodded.

"boom!"

Zhou Ye raised his fist and greeted the little icon directly on the forehead.

With one punch, the little icon was directly stunned.

Not to be outdone, the little icon who reacted pressed Zhou Ye to the ground, raised his fist and greeted Zhou Ye's face.

"boom!"

"Don't be like this, my beautiful face can't be disfigured..."

"boom!"

"Really don't greet me in the face, otherwise I'll turn my face."

Zhou Ye warned, but the little icon didn't seem to hear, punch after punch,

It slammed into Zhou Ye's face.

The pain on his face was greater than the burning pain on his body, making Zhou Ye forget for a while that there was still a flame burning on his body.

This method of attracting attention is regarded by Zhou Ye as fighting fire with fire.

Zhou Ye was not afraid of the pain alone, and the performance on his body was actually average and tolerable.

But the feeling of being eaten by ten thousand ants really made him unbearable.

When he was beaten, Zhou Ye felt that his brain was empty.

He was thinking.

The physical strength seems to be too monotonous to use, and you can only punch people with fists, which seems to be particularly low.

No, you have to find a way to come up with a little trick.

Zhou Ye continued to ponder.

Recalling the spells that I have learned, every spell requires profound energy to activate, and when the Xuan Dan is sealed, it is impossible to use it at all.

This is a bit of a pain in the ass.

What should I do if my Profound Pill is damaged or my Profound Qi is exhausted when I fight against the enemy in the future?

Then only use physical strength to fight the opponent.

However, the use of physical power is too monotonous, and it can only compete with the level of the physical realm.

At this time, the skill is very important.

A flash of light flashed in Zhou Ye's mind.

I seem to have learned a boxing technique.

One look at the bottom of my heart, Huaying Fist (complete).

Shadow Fist also needs profound energy to activate, otherwise it won't be able to release that effect.

But the profound energy required for this boxing technique is not very much, after all, the rank is a bit low.

How can we perfectly use this boxing technique without using profound energy?

Zhou Ye fell into thought again.

Occasionally, a flash of enlightenment flashed in his mind, which made him smile.

The speed of the little icon hammering Zhou Ye gradually slowed down.

The little icon was a little stunned when he saw the smile that appeared on Zhou Ye's face from time to time.

Big brother is so stupid that he was hammered by himself, why is he still smiling?

"Brother, are you all right?" The little icon grabbed Zhou Ye's shoulder and shook it.

Zhou Ye ignored him and continued to deduce the use of Shadow Fist in his mind.

"Big brother!"

The little icon was a little flustered.

Big brother is in a bad situation right now.

Look at the smile that shows, a pair of sand coins.

What a fool, how can you be so stupid after being beaten twice like this?

For a time, the little holy elephant felt guilty, he sighed, and prepared to accept the punishment from King Lei Yan.

in mid-air.

"What's the situation?" King Lei Yan couldn't understand.

In his perception, Zhou Ye was normal and didn't suffer much injury.

But Zhou Ye's expression was a little too weird.

"Stupid?" Erdan thought while rubbing his chin.

"Could it be that the boy Bai Sheng used too much force and made Zhou Ye stupid?" Erdan guessed.

"Impossible." King Lei Yan shook his head, and then said: "No matter how Zhou Ye is, he is still a creature of the Shattered Void Realm, and the physical realm is also a low-grade heaven, and it is impossible to be directly beaten."

"Then things are a little weird now." Erdan shrugged.

It understands what Lei Yan Tianwang said, but it can't explain why Zhou Ye has become like this.

on the ground.

Zhou Ye came back to his senses with a weird smile on his face.

"Little Dekor, you are finished."

Zhou Ye sat up abruptly, and then kicked the little icon.

"boom!"

The huge power made the little icon slide upside down for a distance of dozens of meters.

At the same time, Zhou Ye was also rolling in midair.

He landed steadily on the ground, stepped forward with his left foot, bent slightly, and raised his hands.

"Come." Zhou Ye waved at the little icon.

Looking at Zhou Ye's posture, the little icon understands that Zhou Ye must be fine now.

"boom!"

With one foot slammed, the little icon rushed towards Zhou Ye like a cannonball.

Facing the rushing little icon, Zhou Ye's expression remained unchanged, and his raised hands moved slowly in mid-air.

In an instant, an aura called a master radiated from Zhou Ye's body.

The little icon chuckled lightly.

"Gorgeous."

As soon as the words fell, the little icon opened his big hand, and his palm grabbed towards Zhou Ye like an eagle's claws.

In the face of this 'Eagle Claw', Zhou Ye seemed to be a weak prey and could only flee in a panic.

It's a pity the script wasn't written that way.

"Boom bang bang..."

Zhou Ye clenched his fists tightly, and the strength wrapped around his arms and circulated around his waist.

He punched violently, punching punch after punch in mid-air, punching so fast that afterimages were formed, sparks rubbed between the fist and the air, and countless punching shadows flew out, carrying sonic booms. The sound bombarded the little icon's chest.

Visible to the naked eye, the chest of the little icon was dented by the shadow of the fist.

The back of the little icon was raised, and the clothes made of energy were also torn apart.

Fighting with the physical realm alone can achieve such an effect!

"boom!"

The little icon flew out and fell heavily on the ground.

This wave made him uncomfortable.

Originally thought it was bells and whistles, but I didn't expect the other party to be really awesome.

Mistakes, missteps.

Zhou Ye slowly retracted his fist and let out a long breath.

At this moment, the clothes on his arms have been shattered into strips, and the whole person has been beaten by the little icon before, like a beggar.

In the air, a smile appeared on King Lei Yan's face.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be a boxing technique called Shadow Fist." King Lei Yan smiled.

"He was just thinking about how to use this boxing technique without using profound energy?" Erdan was a little surprised.

"I think it should be." King Lei Yan nodded, very convinced.

In just a short period of time, Zhou Ye was able to comprehend the mystery.

Sure enough, it is a grass spirit with the appearance of a great emperor.

on the ground.

Zhou Ye stood proudly with a small smile on his face.

The breeze was blowing, and the cloth hanging on the arm was swaying in the wind.

The master temperament instantly enveloped Zhou Ye, making him look a little extraordinary.

The little icon got up from the ground, shocked in his heart.

"Brother, how did you do it?" The little icon couldn't help asking.

Zhou Ye's fighting power just displayed was too showy, which made him a little moved.

Hundreds of thousands of punches can be thrown in an instant without using profound energy, and each punch contains the strongest power.

Is this what a human can do?

"Thinking makes people progress, I just thought about it for a while." Zhou Ye stood with his hands behind his back, the corners of his clothes automatically made noises when there was no wind.

A faint arrogance emanated from his body, making it impossible to stop him.

The little icon suddenly suffocated.

It's too fancy.

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