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That human kid was as cunning as a loach, slipped out and slipped out.

At this moment, even Wu Yifei and Wu Lingyan were stunned, as if they couldn't believe the scene in front of them was real.

You must know that Wu Jun is an outstanding existence among the younger generation of their Golden Crow. In the entire Golden Crow Mountain, there are not many people who can defeat him, only a handful.

However, the swift and powerful punch he had just punched was avoided by a human youth who was in the tenth heaven and human realm.

From this point alone, it is known that Yang Xuan is physically strong and has good combat experience.

"A generation and a half-step emperor's apprentice, he really has some skills!"

Wu Yifei's brows furrowed tightly, and he used one of the secret techniques of the Jinwu Clan, the Heavenly Gang Wangqi Technique.

He has always despised Yang Xuan, so he never used the Wang Qi technique.

Seeing that Yang Xuan was able to play Wu Jun between his palms, he immediately restrained his contempt, and a pair of pupils burst out with strange brilliance, unabashedly peeping at Yang Xuan's depth.

Generally speaking, spying on the details of others is a taboo for martial artists.

But Wu Yi's flying posture is also the first person in the younger generation of the Golden Crow, and he has always been accustomed to it.

What's more, Yang Xuan is still a foreigner, and he is even more unscrupulous. A pair of eagle-like eyes shines brightly, as if he wants to see through Yang Xuan's whole person inside and out.

Yang Xuan put his hands on his back and watched coldly, letting Wu Yifei spy on him.

"Qi and blood are like mercury slurry, which is thick and cannot be dissolved!"

Wu Yifei's qi-looking technique is very powerful, he saw something in an instant, his pupils shrank immediately, his face full of disbelief.

No matter what race, even if it is a monster, strong qi and blood means strong physical body.

With such strong qi and blood as Yang Xuan, his fist strength is at least 50,000 kilograms.

This is still only qi and blood. If you add muscle strength, muscle and bone toughness, etc., its physical strength is definitely stronger, and it can at least have a strength of more than 60,000 pounds.

Wu Yifei's judgment was right. With Yang Xuan's current physical body, he can indeed only hit more than 60,000 jins of strength, but this is only an ordinary attack. If he injects qi and blood into the wounded door, the strength will reach 90,000 jins.

This is the power of the wound door. The increase of qi and blood through the wound door can burst out the super power of blood.

This force is extremely violent, enough to slay all enemies and unstoppable.

Wu Yifei didn't know anything about this, but it was difficult for him to calm down.

Because, this is incredible.

He didn't know how Yang Xuan cultivated. It stands to reason that a human warrior at Yang Xuan's age could not have such physical power.

"There must have been an adventure against the sky, or maybe I have practiced some kind of incredible body refining secret technique!"

Wu Yifei's eyes burst into flames, and he said to remind: "Wu Jun, be careful, this son's body is not inferior to you."

He wanted to say that the human body is far superior to you, but in order to save face for his friend Wu Jun, he still didn't tell the truth.

"What, the flesh is not weaker than me!"

Wu Jun was shocked and almost didn't jump up, his bloodshot eyes stared at Yang Xuan who was not far away unharmed.

Just now with all his strength, he failed, and he still thought it was a bit bizarre. After all, with his physical strength, it was more than enough to deal with a boy from the Heaven and Human Realm.

But after listening to Wu Yifei's words, he was relieved, and at the same time his expression became serious, and he understood that it would take some effort to defeat Yang Xuan.

"Brother Yifei, aren't you kidding me, this guy looks very thin, and his body can be compared to Wu Jun!?"

someone called.

"Do you think I'm gibberish?"

Wu Yifei snorted coldly.

Knowing that Yang Xuan's physical body is far superior to Wu Jun, he was also very unhappy in his heart. He didn't expect that anyone would dare to question his words.

"Your eyesight is good, my body is indeed no weaker than this Wujun."

Yang Xuan glanced at Wu Yifei, and then his eyes fell on Wu Jun on the opposite side, and said calmly: "If you want to defeat me, it is far from enough to rely on physical strength."

"If the physical strength is not enough, I will let you try the melee combat of my Jinwu clan."

Wu Jun suffered a loss in Yang Xuan's hands, and naturally wanted to regain his face. With a roar in his mouth, he rushed over at a high speed, his body was full of incomparable evil spirits.

As a top genius among the younger generation of the Jinwu clan, he goes out all year round to fight with all kinds of ferocious beasts in a bloody bloodbath.

If he still can't win the Human Race boy, then he can find a wall and kill him.

"Wu Jun, don't be merciless, let this kid know how powerful our Jinwu clan is!"

"Brother Jun, beat him so hard that he can no longer be arrogant."

There was a lot of noise in the audience, and many Jinwu juniors were cheering for Wu Jun.

"This guy's body is really strong!"

Wu Lingyan rolled her eyes, and she also practiced the powerful Qi Qi technique, so she naturally saw Yang Xuan's extraordinaryness, but a strong body does not mean that she is strong.

She held her breath, widened her spiritual eyes, and stared at Yang Xuan without blinking. She wanted to see how this daring human youth could stop Wu Jun's stern melee combat technique.

Their Golden Crow clan, their strength is second, and they are best at melee combat.

Looking at the heavens and the world, there are not many races that can rival them, and there are very few.

"Forget it, I will fight you with my Human Race melee attack technique."

Yang Xuan's eyes were like lightning, his whole body was rising with fighting intent, his handsome face was not afraid of the slightest, but full of belief in victory.