Chapter 323

Ye Qingshan never considered himself a fighting genius, because he had never experienced systematic training, and there were very few truly nutritious fights.

Ye Qingshan had the opportunity to exercise his fighting ability after the eldest sister sent herself into that mysterious space, but unfortunately the level there was too high, so high that Ye Qingshan didn't even have the desire to fight.

So Ye Qingshan's battle actually mainly depends on three aspects, one is the strength, and the other is the ability to fight. As for the final melee ability?Ye Qingshan, who has the sixth sense, is not the top one, but at least he can open his eyes.

Compared with the fighting ability, Ye Qingshan's huge body is much stronger than the thin white-clothed man who looks like a bean sprout in front of him. Through the collision just now, Ye Qingshan has already understood that his strength is stronger than the white-clothed man in front of him. .

As for the final fighting ability?Since the opponent had just removed all his strength like a white butterfly, Ye Qingshan was sure that the opponent's melee ability was much better than his own.

But Ye Qingshan is not afraid, the big deal is that if you punch me twice, I will give you a bear paw.

Anyway, I am stronger than you, physically stronger than you, and have a sixth sense, I am not afraid of being killed by a blow.

So Ye Qingshan, which was completely a heavy armored tank, rushed to the white-clothed man very violently, looking at the somewhat unreasonable Ye Qingshan, under the green mask, a touch of helplessness flashed in the white-clothed eyes.

Ye Qingshan was stronger than he had expected before, and this made the white-clothed person feel an urge to pinch the person who had sent him information to death.

What makes the person in white unacceptable is that in Ye Qingshan, the person in white feels the power that belongs to the taboo, which is not allowed by this era.

The so-called taboo is a force beyond what is allowed in this era.

This is a completed world in which all beings are equal before the times. The so-called unfairness is just a kind of unfairness in a narrow sense. God will not give you power, and power is won by yourself.

Even so, how many people can really reach the limit allowed by this era?

Even if these great masters are known, only a few of them can touch the bottleneck, and most of them are just close to the bottleneck.

The force that can break the bottleneck is the so-called taboo force.

This kind of power is very strong, even strong and terrifying!

In the impression of people in white, there are not many taboo powers in this era. Except for himself, Dugu seeks to lose one, his boss is one, and Ye Qingshan in front of him is also one.

The previous person in white only thought that Ye Qingshan had the power to touch the bottleneck, but at the moment of contact just now, the person in white was shocked to find that in Ye Qingshan's body, he already had traces of the taboo power that belonged to this era.

Staring at Ye Qingshan, who rushed towards him again, under the cyan mask, a serious look flashed in the eyes of the white-clothed man.

Facing Ye Qingshan, which was like a heavy armored tank, rushing towards him, the white-clothed man was peacefully suspended in mid-air. Those white and slender palms, like women's hands, were imperceptibly filled with black mist.

With five fingers clenched tightly, a dull air burst sounded in the air in an instant. It is hard to imagine that if the slender palm of your hand actually has the power to squeeze the air at this moment.

The black mist floating around the white-clothed man's palm quickly condensed in the white-clothed man's palm at this moment.

Facing an opponent who was much larger than himself, he was not a heavyweight opponent at all, under the white-clothed man's cyan mask, there was a touch of determination.

In an instant, the pitch-black palm pressed against Ye Qingshan's head.

Different from the last time, the moment the black mist appeared and condensed on the palm of the white-clothed person, the white-clothed person's breath instantly changed. Although he didn't know what happened, he vaguely sensed that something was wrong with Ye Qingshan and gave up on the other party. Plan head-on.

Almost at the moment when the opponent's palm was pressed against his head, Ye Qingshan rolled to the side in a rather indecent posture.

The dark palms did not follow Ye Qingshan's body.Instead, it landed straight up and down where Ye Qingshan should have appeared.

In an instant, the dark palms fell on the ice and snow on the ground.

With a light palm, there was no change, but the next moment, bursts of crisp cracking sound appeared in Ye Qingshan's ears.

Feeling the terrible power brewing in the trembling earth.

Ye Qingshan's expression changed, and he dodged abruptly.

The next moment, centered on the palm of the person in white, the layer of snow on the ground instantly collapsed. Under the thin layer of snow, a tiankeng with a radius of 50 meters and a smooth wall appeared abruptly here. The big snow-capped mountains, like tens of thousands of tons of mud and ice and snow under the feet, were erased by a terrifying force at this moment.

The white-clothed man floated quietly in the air like this, and the black crystals were slowly dissipating in the palms of his hands shrouded in black mist.

A faint murderous intent emerged under the cyan mask, staring at Ye Qingshan in front of him, the man in white sighed: "I have to say that you are very strong. I didn't want to kill you before, but you are much stronger than I thought. I There is no certainty that it will hurt you severely, so I'm sorry, you are going to die."

Speaking very calmly. I don’t know if the other party’s voice is neutral, or if there are other reasons. In short, at this moment, at the moment when the white-clothed man said that he was going to kill himself, Ye Qingshan felt the terrible power, directly Locked himself.

Staring at the white-clothed man with a blue mask in front of him, his huge body did not give Ye Qingshan enough sense of security, and his energy was condensing in his broad back.

For some reason, at the moment when the other party took the shot, Ye Qingshan felt a familiar breath: "Who are you? Why do I feel like we know each other?"

Under the cyan mask, the other party's indifferent voice: "Knowledge."

Frowning, looking at the white-clothed man in the cyan mask in front of him, a hesitation flashed in Ye Qingshan's dark eyes: "But why don't I remember?"

An indifferent voice came from the cyan face: "You don't need to remember, are you ready? I won't be merciful next time."

The black mist once again floated around the opponent's palm, and finally condensed into a pitch-black palm, which seemed inconspicuous, but after the scene just now, Ye Qingshan knew very well how terrifying power this inconspicuous palm possessed!

In the next moment, half of the martial arts gold core condensed behind Ye Qingshan, and a force that was also taboo radiated from this half of the martial arts gold core.

The air was filled with a murderous breath, like a huge gunpowder keg, a little bit of wind and grass will blow everything in front of you to pieces.

The opponent is very strong, and it gives Ye Qingshan the feeling that it is not even inferior to Dugu's defeat. Moreover, the opponent admits that he has seen each other before, but Ye Qingshan doesn't remember when he saw such a terrifying enemy.

In addition, what makes Ye Qingshan feel tricky is that the white-clothed man in front of him is really strong. Even if there is such a taboo power as the martial arts golden core, Ye Qingshan is not sure that he can beat the opponent, at most 37. Points, three for yourself and seven for the other.

After all, what I have now is not the basketball-sized martial arts pill.

But when Ye Qingshan was approaching a big enemy, the white-clothed man suddenly turned his head to look at the far snowy mountain. The killing intent dissipated in an instant. After a while, the white-clothed man turned his head and looked at Ye Qingshan in front of him. Unable to tell whether it was a heavy or relaxed voice, from the cyan mask: "Your luck is very good. This time I will not kill you, but next time, you will die."

The next moment, the white-clothed man fell from the sky, regardless of Ye Qingshan, and walked outside the Daxue Mountain calmly like this.

Seeing the man in white who left, Ye Qingshan shook his head helplessly. He had vaguely guessed something, and his gaze in the direction of Daxue Mountain softened. If Ye Qingshan had guessed right, this anticlimactic battle should It was the result of my eldest sister's intervention.