As soon as he made a move, the panic in Cheng Xi's eyes was immediately thrown out of the sky by him, and turned into a gloomy and cold look.
"Ye Qingxuan, let me try [Eighteen Dark Wind Fans], which I have devoted myself to study for decades!"
With the wind blowing, Ye Qingxuan suddenly felt that there were dark and cold winds in all directions. The bone-piercing wind not only interfered with his movements, but also faintly suppressed the movement of the wind in his meridians, while Zhu Xi himself was like a fish swimming in the wind. Normally, when approaching Ye Qingxuan quickly and performing rare hard skills, not only the fists and feet are fierce and powerful, but the fan is also whistling like a giant axe.
What a Cheng Xi, to hide so deeply.
Ye Qingxuan pursed his lips sarcastically, and said: "Master Cheng has been studying for decades, isn't he very good at hands? I'm afraid that what Master Cheng is best at now is not 18 fans, but 18 touches?"
"Looking for death!" Cheng Xi was so angry that his whole body trembled, the iron fan in his palm flapped violently, and the wind suddenly condensed several times, and its power suddenly rose.
Ye Qingxuan was blown by the opponent's wind so hard that his eyes could not be opened. All kinds of winds involved almost made him unsteady, so he quickly used the shield to resist. He didn't want to expand the shield, but increased his own area, making the wind blow. The resistance of blowing has increased several times, and it is extremely difficult to raise one's hand and throw one's foot. If it were not for Ye Qingxuan's enormous strength, it would be absolutely difficult for any master to launch an offensive.
Facing the sudden increase in resistance, Ye Qing restrained his Xuangang Qi for a while, and immediately took advantage of the gap for him to attack in every possible way.
A flap fell from the top of his head, and his feet were chained together. He had already kicked more than ten heavy feet up.
From the very beginning of the fight, Cheng Xi had already forced Ye Qingxuan to bury himself in the fight.
The ferocious technique is extremely powerful, Cheng Xi has been hiding it for many years, but if he reveals this kind of martial skill in the world, he is afraid that he will be number one on the Tianjue list.
It's a pity that what Cheng Xi met today was Ye Qingxuan.
Ye Qingxuan, who possessed a majestic strength of more than 200,000 yuan, dared to face Luo Po's opponent face to face. No matter how sharp Cheng Xi's attack was, he would not be afraid.
Raising one palm like a long knife, he slashed into the wind in front of him without hesitation about the attacks above his head and below him.
Huo —
The violent energy suddenly shook the surrounding wind, and Cheng Xi, who was separated from reality in the wind, was shocked to find that the surrounding wind was driven by Ye Qingxuan's palm, sweeping towards him.
The sound of the single palm chopping the wind was like thunder, and probably everyone in the entire mansion could clearly hear it. From this we can see how violent this powerful palm is.
Cheng Xi saw that the opponent's palm was extremely violent, and the speed was surprisingly fast. He was afraid that Ye Qingxuan's palm would kill him before his combined up and down moves hit the opponent. He felt awe-inspiring, but he did not panic , Conscious of profound skills, and a subtle method of venting energy, he quickly used all his strength, ready to forcefully block the opponent's palm.
At the same time, Cheng Xi made up his mind that as long as his clever move worked, he would run away immediately and wait for his own masters to come and capture Ye Qingxuan.
Amidst the sneer, Cheng Xi fanned out, the iron fan suddenly tightened, turned the handle upside down, and tapped the opponent's wrist like lightning.
Ye Qingxuan let out a cold snort, as if he knew this move, he retracted his palm slightly, and slapped the handle of the fan with his palm.
Cheng Xi's eyes flashed, and he secretly used the method of borrowing strength. As long as the opponent's strength was transmitted, he would be like a loach in the hands of a person. The harder he grasped, the faster he would slip out.
But what he never expected was that when the handle of his fan hit Ye Qingxuan's palm, not only did not the slightest bit of force be transmitted, but a huge suction force was generated from the opponent's palm, which tightly sucked him in. He turned his hand over the handle of the fan, and with a snap, Ye Qingxuan grabbed his iron fan instead!
ah!
Cheng Xi was taken aback immediately, he didn't expect that the earth-shattering palm turned out to be just a superficial one, the force inside was not an outward surge, but a suction force, and he made it clear that he would not let himself get out.
Cheng Xi secretly groaned in his heart. With a ruthless heart, the other hand was like a knife, and with a strong wind sound, it went straight into Ye Qingxuan's heart, forcing Ye Qingxuan to let go of the iron fan, and then the iron fan spread out, first sweeping, then smashing, kicking The knee bump was a relentless attack, and suddenly a strong wind blew up, extremely powerful.
Ye Qingxuan smiled slightly, [Lingbo Microwave] stretched out, tossing and turning in the shadow of the opponent's fists and feet.
The violent gale, which is enough to stir up the visions of heaven and earth, was forcibly compressed in the room by Cheng Xi, and its power was bound to be multiplied countless times. However, Ye Qingxuan seemed to be chased and killed by Cheng Xi, and the situation fell into a disadvantage, but Cheng Xi screamed more and more. It's getting worse.
He originally thought that this round of onslaught would definitely cause chaos in the opponent's formation, so that he could take advantage of the momentum and retreat.
Or press the opponent with a strong attack and cannot fight back, waiting for reinforcements from one's own side to arrive.
At this time, Cheng's mansion was in chaos, and the voices of masters from all sides shouted and yelled endlessly, but it was clear that reinforcements were coming soon, but Cheng Xi's uneasiness was even more obvious.
Ye Qingxuan retreated without chaos. At the beginning, he still resisted a few moves, but later on, just relying on his steps made him useless everywhere. Moreover, the opponent's qi was not only not disturbed by his own dark turmoil, but kept accumulating strength .
Under the ebb and flow, I am afraid that the consumption of his stellar energy will be slightly weakened, and it is guaranteed to be the time for him to counterattack violently.
However, Cheng Xi has already become a tiger riding a tiger under this kind of attack that consumes the most real energy, and it is impossible for him to retreat...
In the blink of an eye, the two had fought for fifty strokes, and the situation was extremely dangerous, as long as either side made a slight mistake, it would be the end of immediate blood spattering and death.
At this moment, Cheng Xi was sweating on his forehead, his Gang Qi was being consumed violently, and he was about to be exhausted. At this time, Cheng Weiyu suddenly shouted: "Protect Cheng Gong, protect the dean!"
Shout out—
The voices of masters who responded were probably no less than a hundred people.
And that Ye Qingxuan seemed to be also affected by this, his expression was shocked for a moment, and he staggered a step.
Only this step.
Cheng Xi was overjoyed immediately, feeling that he had never loved his virtuous grandson so much. At the same time, he shouted wildly, using the most subtle move in [Dark Wind Eighteen Fans].
With the help of the iron fan, the strength emitted broke into the opponent's body.
Ye Qingxuan let out an exclamation, and quickly backed away.
boom-
The door of the room was broken, and Ye Qingxuan was chased by Cheng Xi all the way and rushed out of the room, causing exclamations from outside.
"Who dares to assassinate Cheng Gong?" Someone in the crowd shouted loudly, but because Cheng Xi's wind was too strong, no one could see the appearance of the assassin in the wind.
It's rare to catch this gap, how could Cheng Xi let Ye Qingxuan go, without any hesitation, he chased after him like a shadow.
"Surround him, don't let..." Cheng Xi only had time to shout, but Ye Qingxuan suddenly let out a high-pitched roar, and shouted: "Old man Cheng, you've been tricked!"
Ye Qingxuan paused, then suddenly changed from retreat to advance, and attacked Cheng Xi with a punch across the air, which turned out to be a way of killing both of them.