Strongest Eccentric Consort Chapter 327: Paper tigers beside the third prince!

"Heh." Ye Zunxun tugged at his lips mockingly, but his feet didn't even move: "The lion is roaring!"

Om!

A layer of bright white light instantly covered his fist.

He shouted loudly, and threw a punch—white light on the fist, the shaking air distorted, and quickly shot a trajectory in the air...

Om! hum! hum!

The white light rotates at a high speed, generating a strong repulsion force, and the black mist in the air is expelled...

"What? What's going on! Why is the poisonous mist being expelled. Can't get close to that little bastard?" The third son, with a grim expression, roared wildly: "Poison dragon! Devour!"

As if he was at the end of the road, he roared wildly and fiercely drew his sword: "True Dragon Judgment!"

Whoosh!

The black long sword, like a wandering dragon, strikes Ye Zun directly.

"The lion's roar!" Ye Zunxun smiled coldly and punched again.

The fist wrapped in white light instantly reached the Poison Dragon Sword!

"My God!"

"Is Ye Zunxun crazy? How dare you use your fist to resist the third-order spiritual weapon Poison Dragon Sword?"

"Use flesh and blood to block poisonous spirits? Is he courting death? Or is he crazy?"

Everyone exclaimed in disbelief, widened their eyes in horror, only to think that the next moment they would see Ye Zunxun's bloody, blood-splattered scene...

However—

Boom!

After the fist mixed with white light collided with the black long sword, instead of spattering the slightest blood, it made a harsh squeak...

"What's the matter?"

"The white light...the white light!"

"What is that white light?"

Lou Xiaoxiao looked envious, remembering the first time he saw Ye Zizun's shot in the county competition.

"Ye Zizun's gust of wind is so tyrannical! It's so enviable!"

Lou Qianxue is also quite satisfied: "Now he is stronger than before! Not to mention that the blast fist was perfectly compressed by him, even the rotation speed has been accelerated a lot... The repulsive force and cutting force formed at the same time, also A bit stronger, like this..." Lou Qianxue's tone paused slightly: "Perhaps...his gust of wind can smash and shatter third-order spiritual weapons, not necessarily..."

Lou Qianxue's voice just fell.

Click!

Click!

The crisp cracking sound can be heard incessantly.

"My God!" Everyone's eyes widened in shock.

"How is that possible?"

"Ye Zunxun actually destroyed the Poison Dragon Sword with his bare hands?"

"Is this too exaggerated?"

Everyone roared wildly in disbelief. Without blinking, they stared at Ye Zhuixun's fist, inch by inch, crushing the Poison Dragon Sword into powder with absolute strength...

It's like a dream!

The third son was crazy and desperate, and shouted loudly: "No... how is it possible! How could there be such a powerful ant! Impossible! I don't believe it, I don't believe it!!!"

He muttered to himself—

Boom!

The fist that crushed the Poison Dragon Sword slammed into him instantly.

Pfft-

The third son spit out a mouthful of blood again, and the flesh on his chest was blurred...

Next moment.

He was blasted out by the strong repulsion force, and spun twice in the air, before he even had time to scream, he fainted...

"My God... this Ye Zun is too scary!"

"How can he be so good?"

Everyone was excited and looked at Ye Zunxun in shock and puzzled

How can a person's fist... be so strong?

At this time-

"Huh? Isn't this the paper tiger beside the third prince?"

A strange and arrogant voice, with a bit of banter, suddenly sounded, breaking the silence.

Next moment!

Whoosh!

The third son, who has not yet landed, was kicked back to the martial arts platform...