Chapter 93 True Yang Tyrant, Dark Flame Corpse

With a cry of True Yang Tyrant,

a strong wind suddenly rose from the ground.

A violent light blue cyclone suddenly appeared with Yi Chen as the center, and then the internal energy flowed back, suddenly collapsing and pouring towards the center.

In a moment, a tall Taoist priest who seemed to be wearing a full body armor made of light green glazed glass appeared on the ground.

With the help of the light blue glazed armor transformed from his internal energy, Yi Chen's body grew taller, from two meters two, two meters three, two meters four, to two meters five, all in one go.

At this moment, even his eyes were covered with a layer of light blue. Looking carefully, it seemed that he could see a blue sun slowly rising in his pupils.

An aura far stronger than before emanated from his body.

He gently swung his arm and punched, and a light green energy force roared like a ray and swept towards the head of Hu Er Niang who was standing in the air.

A burst of force from the punch directly forced Hu Erniang, who was standing in the air, to fall to the center of the street. Her hair was even a little messy because of Yi Chen's punch.

Upon seeing this, Hu Erniang's face suddenly changed again. She was shocked and wondered where this person came from. Why had she never heard of him before? He was really scary.

Yi Chen followed closely behind Hu Er Niang and came to the long street and stood opposite her. The tall figure looked down at Hu Er Niang, covering her figure in his shadow.

He rubbed his fists together, making a dull sound like metal hitting stone, and said with a fierce smile: "I hate it most when people stand over my head and talk to me!"

"It's much more comfortable this way."

"Mother Hu, your blood corpse form is indeed very strong and extremely fast, but if I use my True Yang Tyrant, how will you respond?"

"Come on, come and kill me!"

"Many people said they wanted to beat me to death, but in the end they all died!"

Yi Chen laughed loudly, and then he punched continuously. For a moment, his energy was running wild. Hu Er Niang dodged quickly, and dodged Yi Chen's punches in a panic.

At this moment, she had no idea about scraping Yi Chen or pulling off his clothes.

It was impossible to fight him in the first place, and the tall and insane Taoist priest in front of him had turned into a light blue can, which looked very tough. Why waste his energy? The battle had reached this point, and many people living nearby had been awakened. The windows of many inns were quietly opened a crack, and many people looked at the scene in front of them in shock.

"President Qi, didn't you say that Hu Erniang's strength was greatly enhanced under the moonlight, and she was best at restraining power-type cultivators? What's going on now?"

"She looks like a dog in such a mess~"

"I feel that we may not need to wait for the experts from the Zhen'an Division to arrive. We can drive him away or even kill him with this Taoist priest in front of us."

Inside the Hongchen Inn, a younger merchant couldn't help but tease the older merchant with gray hair.

The old merchant's face turned pale and blue and he kept silent.

Another dangerous punch passed by her, and Hu Erniang could not bear it any longer. She looked up to the sky and let out a sharp cry: "Sanlang, you heartless man, come quickly, I can't hold on any longer!"

"This bull nose is powerful, let's attack together!"

As Hu Erniang finished speaking, a black coffin came rushing through the air.

"Fuck, you're still shaking people?"

Yi Chen saw the black coffin coming from afar, and he was anxious. He opened his arms, and suddenly accelerated towards the place where Hu Erniang was standing, clasped his fists, and smashed them hard! Boom! A huge sound wave spread in all directions.

Along with the sound waves came huge waves of air.

However, Yi Chen's speed at this time was still a step behind Hu Erniang, and he failed to achieve his goal.

Hu Erniang dodged suddenly and narrowly escaped Yi Chen's pursuit.

She stood in the air, her face turning from blue to red, red to black, black to white, and white to blue, changing non-stop like a revolving lantern.

Yi Chen looked at the half-tattered red dress that was pressed down by his fists, and his scalp went tingling. He was embarrassed.

Damn it, his punch just now was not fast enough and hit the hem of Hu Erniang's skirt. Hu Erniang dodged anxiously and flew into the sky, but this punch directly tore off two-thirds of her red skirt...

Yi Chen looked up, damn, it was so ugly~ The Taoist priest still had some dignity, he covered his eyes with his hands, leaving a thin slit~ Hey, it's still a white tiger~ At this time, the onlookers looked at Hu Er Niang in the sky, and then looked at Yi Chen who was holding the torn skirt of Hu Er Niang in his hand. They were all stunned and cast strange eyes at Yi Chen.

My God, is this the high-end fighting method?

During the fight, he even pulled the other person's skirt off.

Who is this Taoist priest and why is his style so unique? The crowd began to whisper for a moment.

Everyone's imaginations ran wild and they said all kinds of things.

Yi Chen's face also turned pale at this time, and he looked at the half-length skirt in his hand.

Shit! He really didn't mean it!

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

If news of this battle gets out, how can he survive in the cultivation world?

From then on, whenever he showed up, his fellow practitioners would laugh. Isn't this the Skirt-Stripping Taoist, the Skirt Terminator, the Taoist Master Yi Chengzi with the Skirt-Tearing Hand? The air was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

When Yi Chen thought of certain scenes in the future, his scalp tingled. It seemed that his image as a great master was about to collapse.

If a master of martial arts were to take off someone's clothes during a fight, that's abnormal.

Damn, damn, damn.

The little kittens hid on the roof and covered their eyes with their little paws.

"But fortunately, this is Longjiang, no one should be able to recognize me."

"Otherwise, we can only change the route..."

"No, today I am not Yichengzi, my name is Qitian Yaozi!"

Yi Chen looked around and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He touched the remaining half of the skirt in his hand.

The material is good, neither gold nor jade, and it seems that I can get some money if I sell it to Tianbing Pavilion for recycling.

As if possessed by a ghost, he casually pinned the half-length skirt around his waist. At this moment, the black coffin that was shooting from afar suddenly fell to the ground, and a powerful figure surrounded by black corpse energy appeared in front of everyone.

He was wearing a green gown, a blue silk scarf on his head, and a feather fan in his hand, which he kept waving.

"Second mother, are you in trouble? I have settled everything on your husband's side." The powerful corpse cultivator who walked out of the black coffin spoke slowly and gently, his tone like a scholar.

He looked around and saw that there was no one around who needed special attention, except for a tall Taoist standing in the middle of the road.

At this moment, his pupils suddenly shrank! Damn, something is wrong!

The other half of the skirt on Niubizi looked familiar~ He raised his head and glanced at Hu Erniang, who was standing in the air, trying her best to stir up the bloody corpse gas to cover her body, and then glanced at the other half of the skirt on Yi Chen, as if he understood something~ Damn, where did this evil demon come from, who doesn't care about moral cultivation! Erniang's half of the red skirt was actually pinned on the waist of the madman!

Damn it, what on earth happened during the time I was away? (End of this chapter)