Xu Yi had practiced martial arts to the peak of body forging, his skin was like cow felt, his bones were like hard iron, ordinary people would not be able to pierce through them with a sword, but Zhou Shirong's palm strike was like a steel needle piercing his bones.
He couldn't imagine whether his body would explode when the punch landed on the ground.
How could Xu Yi dare to resist such a terrifying punching style? His body was like a spirit snake, and just as it burrowed into the horse's belly, he could hear the sound of an explosion breaking through the air.
Xu Yi's heart was about to jump out of his mouth. He never imagined that human fists could really produce such power. He knew in his heart that Zhou Shirong was definitely not something he could deal with. The previous idea of slaughtering old Zhou's villainous son in vain, It's too childish.
But Xu Yi was overwhelmed by Zhou Shirong's miraculous skills, so Zhou Shirong was not shocked by Xu Yi's ability.
With Zhou Shirong's ability, he can see Xu Yi's state. Looking at the entire High Heaven Pavilion, no one can avoid that punch of Zhou, who is below the body training period, but Xu Yi easily dodged it. Shock him.
Xu Yi wasn't in the mood to pay attention to what Zhou Shirong was thinking, now was the moment of life and death, his brain was spinning fast, a thought flashed, and he stretched out his hand to pinch the horse's belly, the white horse was in pain, dragging him and immediately jumped several feet away.
Xu Yi got on his horse, pulled the rein to the north, and kicked the horse's belly with both feet. The white horse ran faster and faster, and immediately opened a distance of more than ten feet from Zhou Shirong, who was full of uncertainty.
The mountain wind was hunting, the scorching sun was slanting, Xu Yi galloped on his horse and ran desperately. Although he didn't have the skill of riding, but he had practiced to the peak of physical training, discerning muscles and bones, distinguishing blood vessels, and using strength to control strength, just like a natural way.
But I saw him sitting on a horse, swaying in the wind, fluttering like a lotus, flowing freely.
What's even more rare is that the white horse under the crotch is far superior to ordinary horses, with four hooves spread out, and every step it takes is twice the distance of ordinary horses.
Xu Yi was savoring the pleasure of riding a horse, and behind him Lin Feng made a fuss, looking back, his eyes almost didn't pop out.
But seeing Zhou Shirong flying in the air, stepping on the top of the giant tree by the side of the road, catching the stars and the moon, and shooting towards him, he was overtaken by a distance of tens of feet and a few breaths.
Seeing that there was still a distance of several feet, Zhou Shirong's feet touched, his palms interlaced and struck continuously, a spiral of energy was born out of thin air, Xu Yi felt as if a tornado had been blown up for a long time, sucking him into the sky.
Xu Yi had never seen such a magical skill before, he was so frightened that he was scared out of his wits, desperately kicked on the saddle, crushing the saddle with such a powerful force, that the huge force brought the white horse to the side and almost fell down.
With this huge force, Xu Yi tilted his body, and once again took a step to hide.
The shocking punch disappeared immediately, as if the white horse was like a lofty mountain, no matter how crazy the hurricane is, you will never be able to overcome it.
Hiding back into the belly of the horse, Xu Yi was still in shock, but the ability that Zhou Shirong had just displayed was beyond his understanding.
As far as he knew, no matter how powerful a punch is, it must hit an object to be powerful. I have never heard that but relying on the wind of the fist can kill people.
And Zhou Shirong's attack just now was basically a volley shot, with a distance of three feet, the energy was self-generated, and this energy was definitely not the strong wind generated by the high-speed movement of the fist, it was clearly pure and pure palm force.
Even Xu Yi, who was at the peak of body forging, dared not imagine that the power of his palm was released.
From this, Xu Yi has completely determined that Zhou Shirong's martial arts realm is definitely not limited to the body training stage, and he may have reached the sea of Qi state - the state where his dead ghost master Liaochen is.
However, when Xu Yizheng was deeply shocked by Zhou Shirong's martial arts cultivation, Zhou Shirong tapped his feet on the ground, and immediately caught up with him by ten feet, leaped easily, and stood on the back of the horse.
The white horse Shenjun is very strong, one more person is on his shoulders, and his speed is not slowed down at all. During the hurricane rush, the hurricane roared, as fast as thunder, and the mountains, trees, and low houses on the left and right quickly retreated and blurred.
Zhou Shirong is riding a horse with both feet, white clothes are better than snow, the strong wind is hunting, romantic and suave, and he looks like an immortal from a distance.
But who would have known that the peerless Mr. Zhou was full of agitation and resentment in his heart at this moment.
"Get off the horse, you have seen my ability, there is no need to fight meaninglessly. No matter what you have done to the Zhou family, you can escape from the hands of this son time and time again just because of your mere physical fitness peak. , I give you suicide!"
Zhou Shirong frowned with beautiful sword eyebrows, and finally spoke.
I have seen stinky farts before, but I have never seen stinky farts to this extent. Xu Yi was extremely angry, but said in a warm voice, "Young master is really kind, you see I killed your uncle, slaughtered your cousin, and put Your vast mansion with thousands of rooms was burned to the ground, and you took two pieces of gold cakes for nothing. You only let me kill myself. It is too kind. You are so kind as a slave. Presumably your ancestors were born as domestic slaves . . ”
When it comes to poisonous tongue, Mr. Zhou is no match for Xu Yi, who has been baptized in forum scolding and battles for a long time.
When he said these words, there was not a single dirty word out of his mouth, but every word saw blood seal his throat.
Zhou Shirong was almost bitten to pieces, "Looking for death!"
After drinking, lighten your feet, jump off the horse, and strike Xu Yi who is under the horse's belly.
Although Xu Yi was busy fighting for victory between his lips and teeth, his attention was highly concentrated. When the horse's back lightened, the hairs on his back exploded instantly, and he rubbed and shrunk his body to hide on the left side of the horse. , he curled up and was covered by the horse's body.
Zhou Shirong held a thunderbolt in his palm, and the blow made a deep hole in the ground, but Xu Yi didn't hurt even a single hair.
"How dare you, thief! This son captured you, and I will throw you into the cave of ten thousand ghosts, so that you will be bitten by ten thousand ghosts, and your spirit and soul will be wiped out!"
While speaking, Zhou Shirong's temples were throbbing, and the sea was raging in his heart, and the waves were higher than the waves.
Speaking of which, even knowing that Xu Yi was the culprit who killed the Zhou family, Zhou Shirong didn't pay Xu Yi any attention, and even at the beginning, he was unwilling to share a word with Xu Yi.
It was because in Zhou Shirong's view, no matter how vicious Xu Yi was, he was nothing more than an ant. To treat an ant, he simply trampled to death, so why bother talking.
But he didn't expect that this ant is so cunning, it has been aware of its weakness from the very beginning, and it has been arrogant until now!
Indeed, Xu Yi sensed Zhou Shirong's weakness from the very beginning - the white horse he leaned on as a barrier.
At that time, Zhou Shirong punched him, and Xu Yi's back felt chills, he got into the horse's belly before avoiding it.
But afterwards, Zhou Shirong landed a punch, and the powerful fist pulled out a sonic boom on the horse's back. Xu Yi knew that if he hadn't had this white horse, he would never have ended well.
The reason is very simple, Zhou Shirong only needs to change his stance in the air, hit the white horse directly with his punch, and the moment he blows the white horse, Xu Yi will definitely be hit.
However, Zhou Shirong would rather punch nothing than hurt the white horse.
So far, Xu Yi didn't know that this white horse was very important to Zhou Shirong.
Seeing Zhou Shirong's fate, Xu Yi has no reason not to take advantage of it.