He Jiawei's face turned pale. Since he met a teacher and learned the Blood Demon Dafa, he has suffered such humiliation?

The leader of the Red Army and the heroic figure who dominates the side were actually teased in such a mocking tone.

"You are looking for death..." The angry He Jiawei turned over and stood up, kicked his legs, and rushed towards Ye Xiu again.

My whole body was covered with bloody light. Before the person could arrive, a strong smell of blood had already spread.

Ye Xiu frowned, but was not frightened by the other party's momentum, but was fumigated by the stinky bloody smell. What kind of martial arts did this guy practice? It was so evil?

"Bang!" Another dull sound, and the two of them hit each other's fists again.

Ye Xiu's body was motionless, but He Jiawei's figure was shaken away again. However, this time, he did not fall to the ground like he had just happened. He completed a backflip in the air and landed steadily on the ground.

But his face was still extremely ugly.

When Ye Xiu appeared before, he did not take action immediately, or even greet others, but was full of confidence in his strength.

He originally wanted to wait until Ye Xiu, Su Yanrou and others finished a good reunion show, and then easily defeat Ye Xiu, torture him in front of Su Yanrou, and then send him on his way, but who would have thought that this guy was stronger than he thought.

He did not use all his strength in these two moves, but the other party was extremely relaxed. Could it be that this kid had entered the true realm of the legend of warriors?

No, he didn't feel any true energy fluctuations in the previous two fights. He just relied on the power of his body to block his two attacks.

Could this guy also become a Yuan Fighter?

"What? Don't you have to do it all? Don't blame me for not giving you a chance..." Seeing He Jiawei with his eyes flashing, Ye Xiu chuckled.

At this time, there were rapid footsteps outside. It seemed that the soldiers guarding the surroundings arrived, but Ye Xiu didn't care at all.

When he reaches his current level, unless he is a strong man of the same level, it will be useless for many people to come.

"It seems that I underestimated you after all, but do you really think I can't do anything to you?" He Jiawei sneered.

Ye Xiu smiled and said nothing, looking like you really can’t do anything to me.

In just a moment, a group of soldiers with live ammunition rushed in. When they saw the situation on the scene, the soldiers raised their guns and were about to aim at Ye Xiu to shoot.

He Jiawei suddenly waved his hand and a huge suction force came. The soldiers who had not yet stood still were suddenly sucked by the suction force, and each showed panic expressions.

But before their bodies fell to the ground, they burst into a blood mist.

He Jiawei opened his mouth and swallowed the blood mist in one mouthful.

His breath began to soar again, and his whole body was shrouded in bloody light.

"Ye Xiu, let you see, my real method, the Fist of the Angry Blood Demon King!" He Jiawei roared angrily, with one hand, a huge blood-colored demon king phantom appeared behind him, took a big step forward, raised his right fist, and smashed it down at Ye Xiu.

In an instant, even Ye Xiu felt like a mountain pressing down at him, but he just frowned, stood firmly on the ground with his feet, and punched him!

An invisible fist force broke through the air and directly hit the huge fist.

"Boom..." With a loud bang, the blood demon's fist was shattered by the fist force on the spot, and then his whole body shattered and turned into a blood mist in the sky.

However, He Jiawei's figure came to Ye Xiu at this time, and blood-colored patterns appeared on his face, and he smiled at Ye Xiu with a grim smile: "Do you really think I am so easy to deal with?"

The moment he finished speaking, his right fist was blasting out like lightning, rushing towards Ye Xiu's heart.

Above the fist, there was a blood-colored light flashing.

The terrible fist force even tear the void apart.

At this time, Ye Xiu had just punched the phantom of the demon god. It was the most empty time, and it seemed that there was no time to resist this punch.

However, just as He Jiawei's fist was about to hit Ye Xiu, Ye Xiu quickly took a step back, then stretched out his hands like lightning and grabbed He Jiawei's fist.

"You are so easy to deal with..." He also grinned at He Jiawei, Ye Xiu directly raised He Jiawei's body and smashed it hard on the other side!

Kowloon's Moon!

"Boom!" With a loud bang, He Jiawei's body slammed heavily on the ground, and a huge deep pit was smashed on the spot, and dust in the sky swayed.

Ye Siqi had long been relaxed and happy to see.

Over the years, although my father has not been around, whether it is my mother, Aunt Qin, Aunt Zhao and others, they say that their father is a peerless strong man.

Senior Brother Ximen and senior sister worshipped their father to the extreme.

After reading and looking at his eyes, Ye Siqi was full of admiration for this father who left him when he was very young. In his heart, his father has always been the strongest person in the world.

Now, after witnessing his father taking action, he was so excited.

It turned out that mothers and the others did not lie to themselves, and their father was really strong.

The big bad guy easily defeated the powerful Senior Brother Ximen and Senior Sister, but he was unstoppable in his father's hands.

This is my father, and I must become a powerful man like my father.

I just don’t know who is stronger than my father or elder brother!

Ye Siqi's thoughts had already floated far away, and Ye Xiaoshu and Ximen Jian were once again stunned.

They always knew that their master was very strong, but they did not expect that after many years, their master was still so strong.

He was as powerful as a demon king, but he was tortured by him.

I am worthy of being my master.

On the contrary, Su Yanrou's expression was calm, as if since she met Ye Xiu, this man had never disappointed her.

At this time, He Jiawei's figure suddenly jumped out of the deep pit. His clothes were torn, his face was covered with bruises, and his body was even more broken. The more embarrassed he was, the more embarrassed he was, and there was no such thing as before.

"Haha, good recovery..." Seeing He Jiawei getting up so quickly, Ye Xiu chuckled, but he was not in a hurry to kill He Jiawei.

How could he let him die so easily for this humiliation Su Yanrou, the person who tortured her apprentice and beat her son!

"Hu..." He Jiawei no longer had the strength to speak, and his bloodshot eyes stared at Ye Xiu.

He had almost tried his best, but he still could not hurt Ye Xiu.

How could he be so strong?

Isn’t he a warrior? Why didn’t he feel the breath of true energy on him?

Instead, I felt a force that made him feel palpitations!
Chapter completed!