Chapter 193 Three Fists

This man was covered with energy and looked like an ordinary person, but obviously, he would not be an ordinary person, so Song Yan directly used the magical power of perspective to see through his dantian.

Song Yan was surprised by this perspective.

The opponent's dantian was at least ten times larger than his own, and his true energy was majestic and viscous like mercury.

Therefore, he judged that this is a peerless warrior whose cultivation base has reached the seventh or eighth level of the innate.

"I have no grievances with you, why did you kill me?" Song Yan stared at the other party and asked in a deep voice.

"I owe someone a favor, kill you, and I'll clean it up with him!" The man said in a hurry.

"Who is that person?" Song Yan continued to ask.

The other party was silent for a while: "Sorry, I can't say it."

"Master Song, hurry up, I'll help you stop him!" Jingyan's figure flickered and fell between the two. Although the other party didn't show any breath, out of instinct, Jingyan felt that this man was terrifying.

"You can't stop me!"

The man shook his head and took a step forward.

It seemed like an ordinary step, but it seemed to shrink into an inch, and he came to Jingyan in an instant, and then threw a punch.

The speed of this punch was not fast, even very slow, but Jingyan felt that no matter how she avoided it, she could not avoid this punch.

However, she never thought of dodging, she raised her palms, and shot them in series, forming a stack of infuriating palm shadows.

"Boom!"

With a soft sound, the fist easily passed through the shadow of the palm and landed on Jing Yan's chest.

On the other hand, Jingyan felt that the moment the fist hit her, an unmatched force poured into her body, instantly crushing the infuriating energy in her body, and finally acting on her internal organs.

Then, her body floated up like a straw, and the person spit out a few mouthfuls of blood while still in the air, and then fainted.

Song Yan flickered, came behind Jingyan, caught her, and handed her over to Zhuge Yuelian, who was stunned and terrified, and said solemnly, "Take her away, leave it to me here!"

The power of this man was beyond his imagination. After Jing Yan revised the "Peiyuan Sutra", the real essence in his body was comparable to the ordinary sixth-level innate, but he was still defeated by one punch. This man was definitely a master of the eighth-level innate.

There was a hint of hesitation in Zhuge Yuelian's eyes, but she finally nodded and greeted Queer and the other three to leave quickly.

During this period, the man did not stop him, but just watched all this indifferently.

Song Yan turned around and looked at the man curiously. Although the opponent was strong, he was not worried that he could kill him, because he had a lot of cards.

"It's too late if you change your mind about killing me now!"

The man was stunned, and looked at Song Yan in surprise.

"Don't think I'm bluffing, I'm sure to kill you, but I don't want to waste that opportunity, do you understand?" Song Yan continued.

"I don't want to waste this opportunity either!" The man shook his head.

"If that's the case, then do it!" Song Yan's face suddenly turned cold. Since the other party cherished this opportunity, don't blame him for being ruthless.

But at this moment, the man showed a thoughtful look, was silent for a while, and continued: "If you can catch my three punches, I will give up this assassination!"

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, I promise you."

"Accept!"

The man snorted softly, stepped out, raised his hand and punched out.

There was no cracking sound, and no cracking sound. It was as simple as that, but an ordinary punch made Song Yan feel extremely dangerous.

Gravity Field! ! !

hum!

With his body as the center, the gravitational magnetic field rapidly increased by 20 times.

Affected by the gravitational magnetic field, the man's body shook for a while, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, but soon, he adjusted it, and his fist just seemed to be a lot slower.

"Whoosh!"

Song Yan flickered and retreated dozens of meters away.

As he retreated, the gravitational magnetic field also disappeared, and the man's figure swayed again.

"What kind of work are you doing?"

The man didn't move on, looking at Song Yan and asked.

"Unique Kung Fu!"

"Two more punches!"

The man was stunned for a while, then stepped out again, and once again crossed a distance of dozens of meters, came to Song Yan, and also punched.

The Gravity Field is on again.

But at this moment, the true qi in the man's body suddenly burst out, and a monstrous aura burst out, as if releasing a peerless beast.

The powerful infuriating energy canceled out most of the influence of the gravitational magnetic field. At this moment, the man's fist was printed on Song Yan's chest.

"boom!"

The overwhelming power poured into his body, frantically destroying his body.

The light of life!

Song Yan quickly activated this magical power, and his body flew dozens of meters away like a broken kite.

Ding Ding Deng!

Taking a few steps back, Song Yan stabilized his body, looked at the man and said with a smile, "One more punch!"

"Come again!"

The man took two steps in a row, and his figure turned into a streamer.

"call out!"

It was no longer a bland punch, the third punch was earth-shattering, the energy rolled and exploded, and the field of gravity could no longer affect him at all.

"Bang!"

Song Yan's body suddenly became angry with a light green mask, blocking the man's fist, and Song Yan also flew out in response.

Falling on the ground, Song Yan was safe and sound.

The layer of light green mask is the defensive mask from the herring jade pendant, which is enough to resist any attack below the foundation.

However, the consumption of real yuan is also huge.

It completely consumed one-tenth of Song Yan's True Yuan.

"Three punches have passed! You lost!" Song Yan looked at the man with a smile.

"Farewell!" The man glanced at Song Yan in surprise and wanted to leave.

"and many more!"

Song Yan shouted at his back.

The man looked back at him and said nothing.

"I don't think you are a vicious person. Why do you want to be someone else's killer?" Song Yan looked at the other person and asked. He felt that this was a man with a story.

"I owe each other a favor!"

"Can you talk about it?" Song Yan asked.

The man hesitated for a moment and said, "My wife has a strange disease and has been in a daze. The other party has been helping me find a world-renowned doctor for treatment. Although she has not been cured, I owe him a favor!"

Suddenly, Song Yan's heart moved, and he said, "If you say, I can cure your wife, but I want you to be loyal to me, are you willing?"

"Is this true?" A glimmer of light flashed in the man's eyes.

"There is no disease in the world that I can't cure!" Song Yan said lightly, but he exuded a strong self-confidence.

"If you can really cure my wife, why not be loyal to you!" the man said seriously.

Song Yan was overjoyed, this man is a congenital eight-fold "Okay, if you believe me, bring your wife to Xiangcheng to find me!"

"Farewell!"

The man clenched his fists towards Song Yan, and with a flicker of his body, he disappeared from his sight.