"Boom!!"
Copper Skin Iron Bone, an iron hand of imnse strength.
Was scorched by Tu Qianbei’s Fire Control Technique.
But its offensive did not pause in the slightest.
The fist landed directly in front of Tu Qianbei.
Tu Qianbei had no ti to evade.
He could only cross his arms in front of his chest.
"Bang!!"
Crack!!
Instantly, Tu Qianbei flew backward like a sack.
Crashing into the wall of the old residence.
The wall was imdiately smashed into a deep pit.
Tu Qianbei’s physical body, compared to ordinary people, was countless tis stronger.
Moreover, he also used magic to block that punch.
But his arm bones were still shattered.
His chest felt like it had been viciously struck, causing internal vibrations.
A mouthful of blood spewed out.
"A bit of insight, back then Iron Hand was also arrogant and offended our Black Witch Lineage."
"Later, he was jointly executed by the elders of the Black Witch Sect."
"Afterwards, I used a secret technique of the Black Witch Lineage to refine him into an Iron Corpse. Iron Hand’s entire body is infused with iron and copper juice."
"Don’t ntion your third-rate flas, even underground magma would have a hard ti lting Iron Hand."
Young Witch Master ng Yunhe sneered.
Looking at Tu Qianbei and the others like they were dead n.
These guys are truly overestimating themselves.
Daring to face Iron Hand head-on, isn’t that seeking death?
"Even War General Martial Artists in terms of physicality probably can’t match Iron Hand. Tu Qianbei, what do you count for, hahaha!!!"
The magic masters behind ng Yunhe burst into laughter one by one.
"What, the body can compare to a War General Martial Artist..."
Tu Qianbei crawled out of the rubble.
His eyes showed fear.
His arms felt a bone-deep pain.
They were broken.
Although they could be healed later.
But, the current problem is.
With Iron Hand here, can they still survive?
Especially since Iron Hand is such a great at shield, a treasure that magic masters dream of!
During the accumulation of magic power,
the greatest fear is being attacked at close range.
Now, with Iron Hand, combined with ng Yunhe’s magic, it’s absolutely terrifying.
"Iron Hand! Hurry up..."
ng Yunhe waved his hand again.
Just go and snap Ye Qingfeng’s neck.
As if dealing with an ant.
Thud!
Iron Hand turned around and lifted its foot.
The stomp of its foot caused the entire ground to crack into pieces.
Iron Hand charged straight at Ye Qingfeng like a massive elephant.
And, with Iron Hand’s charge,
the whole old residence seed to rattle as if it was about to collapse.
This impact force, compared to a tank,
probably wouldn’t be much less.
Most importantly, Iron Hand was like steel.
This aura brought fear into everyone’s heart.
"One punch... is enough!"
Ye Qingfeng said calmly.
At the sa ti, his fist extended, as if swatting a mosquito.
Light as a feather.
Seeing Ye Qingfeng’s action,
no one present doubted that he would be shattered into pieces upon impact.
But, just as Ye Qingfeng’s fist was about to collide with Iron Hand’s steel-like body,
the fist turned crystal clear like jade.
Only, it was very subtle, and no one could see it.
"Ye Qingfeng, don’t!"
Wen Xi exclaid.
In her eyes, it seed like Ye Qingfeng was about to shatter into pieces, with his breath cut off, in the next second.
"Mr. Ye, don’t fight it head-on. The Corpse Refining Secret Technique of this Black Witch Lineage can’t be resisted by us cultivators."
Tu Qianbei also scread in fear.
He knew that Ye Qingfeng’s magic was superb.
Capable of reaching the Universe in the Palm realm.
However, for cultivators, their physical body is definitely weaker than martial artists.
Moreover, Iron Hand’s physicality is equivalent to a War General Martial Artist, even stronger.
That’s quite terrifying.
"Alas! Still too young! So rash, how can he be compared with the Young Witch Master."
Snake Grandmother also sighed.
Perhaps today, not only Tu Family and so other magic families will suffer.
Provoking the Young Witch Master to such anger.
Perhaps, their Wen Family Village will also receive a heavy punishnt.
"Heh, Young Witch Master, this guy is really stupid, daring to collide with Iron Hand!"
The magic masters behind ng Yunhe laughed one by one.
"Just consider it a good show."
ng Yunhe waved his hand.
Thud... Thud... Thud!!!
Like the sound of a great bell, reverberating through the air.
The echoes were endless.
BANG!!!
Originally perceived as an unparalleled force, Iron Hand suddenly flew backwards in an instant.
A fist seal appeared, denting its chest an inch deep.
Simultaneously, the ground was smashed into a large crater.
Crack!!
Iron Hand struggled to climb out of the crater.
But ultimately fell down.
As if a critical part had been disassembled.
anwhile, look at Ye Qingfeng.
He still stood there, without moving an inch.
The ground beneath his feet was not damaged at all.
What does this an?
It ans, Ye Qingfeng’s burst of power could instantly annihilate Iron Hand.
Moreover, he perfectly controlled his force.
Leaving the surroundings completely unhard.
Wow!
This scene was like a thunderclap to everyone present.
Even ordinary people could sense Iron Hand’s terror.
Not to ntion, earlier, Iron Hand’s punch sent the magic master Tu Qianbei flying.
Such imnse force, how many could resist it?
But, in front of Ye Qingfeng, Iron Hand was like Tu Qianbei facing Iron Hand.
The chasm was simply insurmountable.
"Mr. Ye is still a Martial Artist!!!"
Tu Qianbei exclaid.
Turns out, this young man, no, this divine being.
Not only was his magic superb, but his physical body was also formidable.
He must have cultivated martial arts and was at a high martial arts realm.
The whole Southern Base doesn’t have such a terrifying young man!
At least, Tu Qianbei had never seen, or even heard of one.
"Ye Qingfeng, you... what have you gone through over the years!"
Wen Xi covered her red lips, not knowing what to say.
Previously, at the old classmates’ reunion,
she thought she was the most mysterious person, but now it seems, her level of mystery couldn’t compare to even a tenth of Ye Qingfeng’s.
Even more amusing, at that ti, their group of old classmates was planning to introduce a job to Ye Qingfeng.
With such abilities, earning money wouldn’t be an issue—estimating a few hundred million a year wouldn’t be difficult.
"Dare to destroy my refined corpse, I will extract your blood and refine you into an Iron Corpse."
ng Yunhe’s eyes were filled with bloodthirst.
This Iron Corpse, made with all the resources from the entire Black Witch Lineage, had been refined for many years.
Today, it was destroyed just like that.
ng Yunhe’s desire to kill was boundless.
"It’s not that the Iron Corpse is useless, it’s that you’re too pathetic. Such crude and shoddy corpse refining technique is simply a waste of materials..."
Ye Qingfeng let out a light laugh.
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