Wow!
Sixteen people each held a sword or a gun, and used their mysterious power to surround Ye Xiangyang.
Yang Chang's face was filled with a playful and sinister smile, a cruel smile that a wolf showed to a little rabbit that had no way to escape: "Boy, you can withstand my punch after six months of training. You are a genius, a super genius."
He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, a bloodthirsty taste bursting out: "The more talented someone is, the more sense of accomplishment it is to kill them. It's a pity that Ye Xingyue is so fucking intolerant, otherwise he would really be the hope for the rise of the Ye family."
When Ye Xiangyang heard this, his heart skipped a beat. Although he had guessed it long ago, he was still shocked when he heard the accurate news.
Ye Xingyue, it is you. How did I, a child who just entered the Ye family, offend you? You are so cruel to me. First, your son and his men intercepted me and beat me half to death. Then you ordered people to kill me. Now you bribed the Black Panther Xuanshi Group to kill me. Is there an irreconcilable hatred between you and me
The thought flashed and then passed. The matter with Ye Xingyue would be discussed after the Black Wolf Xuanshi Group was dealt with. Ye Xiangyang said coldly: "Humph, so much nonsense, make a move, let's see who's the real one."
He took a long step forward, more than eight feet away, bringing with him a sharp sound of wind and a shaking airflow, as if a ferocious monster was rushing towards him. The wooden shield fist was as big as a bowl and smashed towards Ye Xiangyang.
The force of more than two thousand kilograms brought with it a sound that tore everything apart in the air and a deadly pressure.
"Kid, you die."
Ye Xiangyang's eyes were cold, and his whole body was covered with glittering green tortoise-shell-like patterns. The mysterious energy was surging in his fifty-two meridians. He was like a god of war, unafraid, and struck Yang Chang with the Southern Bear Fist.
Bang bang bang bang!
They exchanged dozens of punches, both of them were like iron hammers, punching directly on each other's body, like a fight between street thugs, without any of the demeanor of masters.
boom!
Both sides punched the opponent in the chest, and both men retreated seven or eight steps back.
The whole audience was shocked. All the Xuanists of the Black Panther Xuanist Group were shocked beyond words. What level of cultivation did this kid have
At most, he has only been training for six months and is only thirteen years old this year. He is able to fight directly with his third captain, a two-star master of Xuanshi: "How is it possible? The captain has a Xuanshi coat and can resist the opponent's attack. How can this boy, a Xuanshi, take the captain's attack?"
"Is it because of the green tortoise shell patterns on this kid's body?"
"It's possible. He's challenging someone of a higher level. The technique he's practicing must be a high-level one."
Yes, generally speaking, challenging an opponent of a higher level is a gifted act. Challenging an opponent of a higher level has been a very rare thing since ancient times. Challenging an opponent of a higher level requires the following conditions to be met: first, the level of the cultivation technique is high; second, the level of the martial arts that the person has cultivated is high; third, the person is a martial arts genius, or has a special physique; fourth, the coordination between the person's cultivation technique and martial arts is extremely appropriate.
What kind of skills are wrapped in green tortoise shell patterns all over Ye Xiangyang's body? He can withstand the attack of a second-star Xuanshi without any problems. He has a secret that no one knows.
"Captain, try to capture him alive and interrogate him about his martial arts skills."
Ye Xiangyang stepped back, and the three Xuanists behind him aimed their swords at Ye Xiangyang.
Swish, swish, swish!
The flash of swords and the shadows of sabers directly enveloped the area.
Yangon shouted, "Catch him alive. This guy will be very useful."
Ye Xiangyang's body was bent like a long snake, and his footsteps seemed to have no rhythm, but there seemed to be a strange rhythm. The three Xuanshi five-star swords and weapons all fell into the air.
The dagger in Ye Xiangyang's hand flashed, and his figure shook, and he slashed directly over from a strange angle.
Puff puff puff!
The throats of the three men were cut directly. They threw away the weapons in their hands, covered their necks, and chuckled. They wanted to speak, but no words came out.
Blood flowed out quickly through the gaps between their fingers.
Their eyes widened, they couldn't believe what they saw. As they were all five-star Xuanists, the three of them were no match for the other man.
With a loud thud, a dead body fell to the ground.
There was silence on the field. People looked at this young boy with a resolute face and murderous intent, and their hearts were filled with endless waves of fear and shock.
When he was beaten back by the two-star Xuanshi, three five-star Xuanists launched a sneak attack on him, but they didn't hurt him at all and were killed by him in one move. What a strange event!
hiss-
"How is this possible? How is this possible?"
"Oh my god, what kind of strength does this kid have? His attack speed is extremely fast."
"We absolutely cannot let him get away. If things are like this now, who knows how powerful he will be in the future."
"Surround him, quickly, surround him."
Yang Chang looked at the figure and shook, and the fist pattern changed, the Wind Shaking Trees Fist: "If you can break the fallen autumn leaves, you can make the flowers bloom in February."
The two arms were swung out, looking chaotic, like the bleak autumn wind or the gentle spring breeze, the branches and leaves of the woods swaying under the breeze, and the palms seemed to be the shadows of mountains, coming towards Ye Xiangyang.
Ye Xiangyang felt the shadows of the overlapping branches pressing towards him one after another.
It’s so dense that no air can get through.
He was shocked in his heart. As expected, every martial artist had his own skills and could not be compared with a Taoist priest.
The eyes of the thirteen Xuanshi of the Black Panther Xuanshi Corps were all bright. They saw that the third captain had used the Wind Shaking Trees Fist, and the palm wind enveloped Ye Xiangyang, completely gaining the upper hand. They couldn't help but cheer for their captain: "Good, really good, captain, catch him."
"Ginger is always wiser with age. Humph, Ye Xiangyang won't be able to jump around for much longer."
"That's right. No matter how talented you are, if you practice for too short a period of time, you won't be able to achieve anything."
Martial God Heavenly Skill, Ye Xiangyang shouted softly from deep in his heart, and the tortoise shell-like texture on his body became even more green, as if a solid tortoise shell was covering him.
"Heaven-shattering impact." There were layers of tortoise-shell protrusions on the fist, sharp as daggers and rock spikes.
Bang, bang, bang, Yang Chang's palm slapped Ye Xiangyang's body again and again.
Each palm strike has a force of about two thousand kilograms, and each palm strike can break stones and crush them into powder.
Ye Xiangyang could only take the beating and seemed to have no ability to fight back at all.
"Hahaha, this kid is no match for him. He doesn't have the strength to fight back at all."
"That's right, a Xuanshi is a Xuanshi, and there is no way he can be compared to a Xuanshi."
"Hehe, I wonder if the Ye family will regret it. The genius is about to fall."
Ye Xiangyang threw out a punch. After enduring more than ten palm strikes, he threw out another punch.
Eat it! There was a sound like a tearing cloth in the air, and it was about to hit Yang Chang's chest. Yang Chang blocked with his left hand, trying to separate Ye Xiangyang. Bang, a punch hit Yang Chang's left palm, and Yang Chang let out a low cry: "Ah!"
Stepping back, he stretched out his left palm and saw a dozen blood holes oozing with blood.
The bones exposed above the dozen or so blood holes were cracked.
His left arm was shaking.
Yang Chang's chest seemed to be hit hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Strands of blood also flowed from the corners of Ye Xiangyang's mouth.
Both sides were injured, and the Xuanshi were all dumbfounded: "Oh my god, how is it possible, how could the captain be injured?"
"That's right, this kid is so weird."
Yang Zhang's eyes were red, and he pointed at Ye Xiangyang and roared: "Brothers, come on, kill him, kill him no matter what."
He really felt fear. He was hit by his Wind Shaking Tree Fist dozens of times, but he was not hurt much. His defense was stronger than that of Master Xuan's coat.
He punched his left hand, which hit his chest, breaking the bones in his left hand and injuring his internal organs.
This kid really has the ability to kill Ji Lian and the others. If he is given a little more time, he will definitely have a chance to destroy the Xuanshi Group.
The thirteen Xuanists were about to rush forward, swords raised, to kill Ye Xiangyang.
The Heaven-Swallowing Halberd appeared in Ye Xiangyang's hand, and an unyielding aura rose.
At this moment, a golden light flowed, and a small golden turtle floated in front of Ye Xiangyang. He stuck out his tongue and said indifferently: "Master, leave these bastards to me."
"Uh," Although Ye Xiangyang knew that the little turtle was magical, he didn't expect him to be able to fight, "How do you deal with these people?"
The little turtle blinked mischievously: "Master, you watch."
"Golden Sword Slash."
Five golden rays of light emanated from the head and limbs of the little golden turtle and came towards the five Xuanists. Puff puff puff, they directly rushed into the hearts of the five Xuanists. The five Xuanists who were rushing forward screamed and fell to the ground, blood gushing from their hearts, and they died.
"Golden Sword Slash."
Another five golden sword energies were released, and another five Xuanists were killed by the little turtle.
The remaining one was stabbed by the Heaven-Swallowing Halberd in Ye Xiangyang's hand, and a long dragon emerged from the water and came towards him to kill him.
When this mysterious man used the sword in his hand to block, he was directly blown away. Just think about it, Ye Xiangyang now has a strength of 2,000 kilograms, and he only has a strength of 700 kilograms. How can he resist Ye Xiangyang's fierce attack
Puff, Xuan Shi was killed by Ye Xiangyang.
The remaining two Xuanists have been dealt with by the little golden turtle.
Yang Chang was so frightened.
Damn it, in just two or three breaths, all the twenty men I brought with me were wiped out. What on earth is that little golden tortoise beside him, and why is it so powerful
Flutter!
He threw a pigeon into the air to inform the Black Panther.
The voice of the little golden turtle came out in Ye Xiangyang's mind: "Humph, come down, there is no disobedient monster in Turtle Back Mountain, and they can't control a pigeon."
The pigeon landed obediently on the tent and stopped flying.
Ye Xiangyang was shocked. Holy shit, what the hell is this little turtle? It's so magical.
Yang Chang was even more shocked when he saw that the pigeon did not fly away. Everything today was weird. What's wrong with this guy? Why does everything become different when it comes to him
"Boy, I'm going to fight you."