The man opposite looked at the calm Ye Wushang, wondering if he was pretending or really having the ability? He saw his dark eyes staring at his every move.

At this time, Ye Wushang was trying to break the seal in his body, but after trying several times, he found that there was still no movement.

"I said, you can't restore your true face and challenge me again?"

Ye Wushang's contemptuous eyes made the other party understand at a glance. He was saying that he could not afford to lose and was afraid of embarrassing.

"If you win, you will see it."

What happened to a man who looked like he was indifferent, so he just borrowed his appearance? If you want to see his true face, these humans are really not qualified.

"Then let's fight and let you know what to do if you pretend to be me (and what to do if you touch my woman)."

Ye Wushang added a silent sentence in his heart for the following sentence.

"Haha, don't be arrogant too early. Judging from your weak words, you might even fall if you punch me."

"Hmph! Just try it."

Two men with similar temperaments are not to be outdone.

If the man who pretended to be a fake man would not have taken action easily, he would not have taken action easily because he did not want to waste the fruits of his years of meditation practice for a small matter.

At this time, Ye Wushang recovered a little of his skills while he was just speaking, and he decided to win and lose with one palm. If he could hit the same position as the other party just now, he might have a chance of winning.

Leng Qianxun saw that they were ready to go, and then looked at Brother Ye. I don’t know if she was too careful or dazzled, but for a moment she saw Brother Ye’s hand trembling.

But when she looked at it carefully, this phenomenon was no longer the case.

Looking at the breath condensed in his hand, Leng Qianxun looked at the man opposite him, and he would know the smell of eating soil later.

Bang!

Both of them took two steps back with their palms facing each other.

The man opposite used 30% of his skills to try to wipe the depth of the other person.

The three success powers are equal, and it seems that the other party may have only 30% of his skills. Then he can increase it to 50% and try it out next.

After one punch, Ye Wushang took two steps back to Leng Qianxun's side. Her intuitive reaction was to step forward and support him.

Her fingers just grabbed the tendons of Brother Ye’s wrist and felt the surprise in Brother Ye’s body. Her heart couldn’t help but sink, and a few medium-grade Zunyuan Pills were added to the palm of her palm.

"Brother Ye, seeing you fighting, my hands and feet are itchy, so why not let me try my skills in fisting and footing too."

As Leng Qianxun said that, he left only two pills in his palm, and stuffed all the others into Brother Ye's hand.

Ye Wushang felt the strangeness in his palm, smelled the smell of the medium-grade elixir, understood her painstaking efforts, and nodded to her.

"Then be careful, don't be stubborn, don't forget that I'm here."

"Yes." As Leng Qianxun said that, the moment he was about to turn around, he quickly stuffed the two pills left in his palm into his mouth.

Maybe she can take this opportunity to improve herself.

Seeing her like this, Ye Wushang knew what she was thinking, and he really needed some time to repair it.

Now, with this medium-grade pill, it can speed up his recovery. So, he only needs her to help him hold on for a while.

"you?"
Chapter completed!