Invincible Sword Realm

Almost landing, Yang Ye instinctively held the woman and let herself land first.

Boom!

Falling to the ground, the whole ground trembled violently, countless thick cracks of arms quickly spread from the shape of the leaves, instantly, centered on the leaves, the earth within thousands of feet of the circle tore apart!

Pfft!

Yellow leaves sprayed a breath of fine blood again, and bones all over her body were numb and sour. And the woman who lay down on him, because he bore most of the power, was only slightly injured.

The woman glanced at the leaves and did not speak.

Yang Ye stood up, lifted the woman on the stone beside her, and then turned around and looked away, not far away, standing a man with a big beard and a bearded mop, wearing only one beast skin, a wildling man who had escaped.

And this wildlings is a holy place!

If in the spiritual realm he faced a saint in his present situation, it would undoubtedly be dead, but now, although he is a saint, he, like him, has no genius, relying on the flesh. And the flesh, though he is not a saint, will not lose to the flesh of the saint who is strong!

Previously, he was attacked successfully because he forgot that his god had expired here!

Yang Ye did not speak, his right foot tread on the ground, the earth trembled violently. With the power of the earth, Yang Ye's entire people burst into the wildlings like a shell, passing by, the space was a turbulence!

He didn't ask who he was or why he was attacking him. At this point, he thinks it's best to talk fist first!

“Ho!”

When he saw Yang Ye's hand, the wildlings roared and his figure burst towards Yang Ye. Soon, the two fists came into contact with each other in the air!

Boom!

A loud noise, the space around the two people was a fierce turbulence, each of them backwards a dozen steps, but the next moment, Yang Ye burst out again, instantly came in front of the wildlings, then another punch bombed the past!

“Ho!”

The wildlings roared again and raised their fists to the fists of Yang Ye!

Boom!

The fists collided and the two separated as soon as they touched, but the next moment, the leaves rushed up again. Yang Ye is very clear, that is, when pulsating, all that matters is a harsh word. If you get tough enough, you can put strong psychological pressure on each other. Of course, he didn't mean to be ruthless, because when he did it with him, he was so ruthless!

The physical strength of both is extremely strong, and the collision of each fist can make the space violently turbulent. The space is fine, the space here is exceptionally sturdy, and even if they can't shatter the space at full force, the ground under their feet is less sturdy.

Less than a dozen breaths after the battle, the two surrounding floors have all split apart, and a deep, bottomless ditch has emerged, like an earthquake!

Half an hour after the battle, the wildlings gradually fell into the wind under the fatal attack of Yang Ye.

The wildlings are getting weaker and weaker, while the leaves are getting stronger and stronger, and the Vietnam War is getting stronger.

Ho!

The wildlings roared, seemed to be saying something, but Yang Ye didn't care at all. His fists were pounding like rain drops at the wildlings. Now, not only did he use his fists, his feet, his knees, all over his body and down, he became his weapon. Under his madness, the wildlings have lost!

Boom!

A minute later, the wildlings, not paying attention, were kicked in the abdomen by Yang Ye, and the whole person flew out. Yang Ye seized the opportunity, quickly deceived himself and punched the barbarian in the chest. The barbarian's body suddenly bowed into shrimp and flew out. Yang Leaf naturally didn't just give up, chased him up immediately and started a mad attack!

Boom, boom...

At this moment, the wildlings can only be passively beaten. Fortunately, he was tough in the flesh. Even if Yang Ye punched him countless times, he was only injured, not dead!

“If he keeps fighting, he dies! ”

Seeing Yang Ye didn't mean anything to stop, the woman beside him suddenly said.

Yang Leaf kicked him in the belly of the wildlings, who flew straight out and finally hit him hard on the ground, smashing the ground into a deep pit. The shape of Yang Ye fell into the deep pit. Soon, Yang Ye appeared in front of the woman with the wildlings who were already dying.

Dropping the wildlings on the ground, Yang Ye suddenly sat beside the woman, although he won, he was also exhausted. If it is normal, there is a restoration of Xuan Qi, it is not a problem at all, but now Xuan Qi is not working, he can only wait until his body is slowly recovered...

“Stupid!” The woman suddenly said something.

“Well, the wildlings are a bit stupid!” Yang Ye agreed.

“I mean you!” Girls' Way.

Yang Ye slightly jumped and went to the woman and said, "Woman, can you have a conscience? Do you have any idea what you'd be facing if I hadn't fought this savage to the ground? With the sight of the wolf that this wildling looked at you before, you will die! ”

“Strength, not you!” Women look directly at the leaves.

Yang Ye frowned and said: “What do you mean! ”

“Your power is not concentrated and dispersed, making it impossible for you to do what you want when you're against enemies. Other than that, your control is too poor to keep the power alive.” The woman said, pointing to a stone under Yang Ye's foot, said: "Come on, try smashing the top half of this stone, remember, just let the top half smash! ”

Yang Ye glanced at the woman and hesitated. He picked up the rock with a big slap and then hit it gently.

Boom!

With a slight chirp, the stone in his hand turned directly into powder.

Yang Ye's expression is frozen!

“Previously, when you fought him, if you were able to control your power, you would not only defeat him in the shortest possible time, but also avoid letting yourself run out!” Woman whispers: “It's like this rock, maybe it takes just a tenth of your strength to smash it, but you use a tenth of your strength. ”

Yang Ye was silent for a long time, then said: "How can you do what you say? ”

“Practice!” said the woman: “Other than that, there are no shortcuts! ”

Yang Ye was silent for a moment, and said: "But I did what you said in time, and it's no better than practicing a divine skill, is it not? So instead of spending time on it, let's practice a powerful technique! ”

“Stupid! ”

The woman looked directly at the leaves, “Do you know what happens when the power reaches its limit? Do you know what happens when you reach the ultimate speed? Whether it's humans or demons, flesh and body are our very essence. The power of the law, as well as other so-called divinity, is only an aid to our flesh. Ask yourself, are you physically weak, not in enough circumstances, capable of carrying out powerful techniques and so-called secrets? The flesh is not strong and everything else is just a cloud. ”

Speaking of this, the woman looked at Yang Ye for a long time and said: “The flesh is our fundamental body, and everything else is just the power we borrow from the world. At this moment, the heavens and the earth have no spirits for you, and without you, you can use the power of the law? Is it also possible to carry out so-called divine hierarchy? No, without the spirit of heaven and earth, you will become an ordinary man. ”

In silence for a long time, Yang Ye took a deep breath and said: “I admit, you are quite right and have upset some of my past cognitions. It's just, according to you, isn't it the only way to really get there is by practicing the flesh? ”

The woman glanced at Yang Leaf and said: "Three thousand avenues, the flesh is only one way. What I'm going to tell you is that flesh is like a container, and how much stuff you can hold depends on whether your flesh is big enough and strong enough. If you're not big enough and not strong enough to give you something good, you can't fit it, you might even break yourself! ”

“I get it! ”

Yang Ye took a deep breath, and at this moment, he really understood. It's like the sword domain, not the sword domain is not strong, but he is not strong himself. And burial day, not too strong, but too weak himself. There is also the sword spirit, not the sword ancestor and the true sword cutting is too strong, but he is too weak!

After all, he doesn't deserve these powers!

“By the way, what kind of power are you talking about?” Yang Ye suddenly said.

“Ever heard of the rule of criticality?” The woman suddenly said.

“Critical law?” Yang Ye frowned and shook his head.

“Criticality is what happens when a thing reaches its own physical extremes, that is, after a critical point.” Women look at Yang Ye Dao: “It's like the flood is blocked by a dam, the flood is a wave of impact dam, and when the dam disappears at a certain moment, the power of this flood will be tens of times stronger than usual! ”

“Backlog, burst!” Yang Ye sank: “Right? ”

“You can say that, too!” Girls' Way.

“How does this rule compare to my law of extinction?” Yang Ye Dao. Previously, when saving a woman, she had seen his law of extinction.

“Do you think your law of extinction is strong?” Girls' Way.

“Isn't it amazing?” Yang Ye Dao.

“Extinction is destruction, that is, the chance to extract everything. In a way, it's really good. But you have to understand that when power reaches a certain level, it doesn't go away.” The law of extinction, "said the woman," has been fixed with no possibility of growth. And the law of criticality is that there is no such limit. The stronger you are, the stronger it will make you stronger based on your original power! Which rule is stronger, you say? ”

“Got it!”

Yang Ye took a deep breath and said: "Thanks for pointing!” After that, Yang Ye took a complicated look at the woman. At this moment, even a fool knows that she is definitely not an ordinary person.

“Run if you understand!” Girls' Way.

Run?

Yang Ye slightly stunned. He seemed to think of something. Turning around, he saw more than a hundred wildlings with strange spears appearing in the distance. This hundred wildlings were running wildly towards them!

Seeing more than a hundred wildlings, Yang Ye's throat rolled and his scalp became numb.

Because these are all saints...