Ye Xing knew that these two Seven Star Martial Saints were disciples of the Divine Wind Sect!
The one in white is called Feng Yu, the late seven-star martial sage, and the one in black is Fang Ze, the early seven-star martial sage.
As one of the disciples of the Southern Six Sects, Ye Xing naturally knew the other elite disciples of the Southern Six Sects.
When Feng Yu and Fang Ze entered the hall, the first person they saw was Ye Xing, but their eyes only stayed on Ye Xing for a moment, and then they looked at the three martial arts secret books.
In preparation, the eyes of the two were locked on "Flame Gang Fist".
"Top Grade Spiritual Martial Arts!"
The eyes of the two suddenly lit up, and they exclaimed at the same time, their voices were full of surprise.
In the Divine Wind Sect, there is only one high-grade spiritual martial arts, which is regarded as the treasure of the sect. Even the elders may not be able to learn it. Only the suzerain and the elders who have made great contributions to the sect can learn it.
As disciples, Feng Yu and Fang Ze are naturally not qualified to learn the sect's top-grade spirit martial arts.
However, if one can obtain a high-grade spiritual martial arts in Qingyun ancient land, after dedicating it to the sect, one will have the right to learn this high-grade spiritual martial arts, and will also receive a large number of sect contribution points.
Therefore, seeing the high-grade Lingwu Yangang Fist, Feng Yu and Fang Ze were ecstatically surprised, so they rushed towards the Yangang Fist manual and attacked the formation mask.
"This Yangang Fist belongs to my Fengshen Sect!" Feng Yu, the first disciple of Fengshen Sect, shouted excitedly while attacking.
In front of the formation mask, there were already six fighters attacking, but Feng Yu and Fang Ze's eyes were attracted by the secrets of the Yangang Fist, and they ignored these six fighters.
Feng Yu said that Yangang Quan belonged to the Shenfeng Sect, and he was very happy when he said it, but he was not happy when his words fell into the ears of the disciples of the Northern Fourth Sect.
Especially Yang Kun, the eight-star Wu Sheng of the Sun Moon Sect, snorted coldly, his figure was like a ghost, and appeared in front of Feng Yu in an instant, and slapped Feng Yu on the face.
Yang Kun is a martial saint in the late eight-star stage, but the Riyuezong has two son-level evildoers, Mr. Sunyue and Mr. Da Ri, which cover up his brilliance. In fact, his aptitude is also very high, his strength is very strong, and he is also a genius. figure.
Feng Yu was excitedly attacking the formation mask, trying to snatch the "Flame Gang Fist", but he was suddenly attacked, and the one who attacked him was an eight-star martial artist, so he couldn't dodge it in time!
In a hurry, Feng Yu waved his hand to block, only to see Yang Kun draw an arc with his palm, and suddenly passed the arm blocked by Feng Yu, and then slammed Feng Yu's face fiercely with a snap.
Yang Kun's slap was so heavy that Feng Yu's teeth were broken, and he vomited blood, flying towards Ye Xing.
Feng Yu was suddenly attacked, which shocked Fang Ze who was beside him. Only then did he realize that the six warriors next to him were all disciples of the Northern Fourth Sect, and they could not afford to provoke them.
Fang Ze looked shocked, Yang Kun shot again, and slapped him again.
Fang Ze's strength was even lower than Feng Yu's, and at this moment of shock, how could he resist Yang Kun's slap when he was in full swing.
Snapped-
With a crisp sound, Fang Ze was also sent flying.
The disciples of the sixth sect in the south were like ants in the eyes of the disciples of the fourth sect in the north. Yang Kun didn't even bother to talk to them, so he directly shot Feng Yu and Fang Ze.
After Fang Ze was blown away, Yang Kun looked proud, and said: "The ants of the Southern Six Sects dare to have an evil heart against the secrets of the Yangang Fist, hum! Are you qualified? Get out!"
While speaking, Yang Kun gave Ye Xing a condescending look, full of disdain.
If Ye Xing hadn't stood far away, and hadn't uttered big words about asking for the secret book of Yangang Fist, Yang Kun's slap would have already slapped Ye Xing on the face at this moment.
Feng Yu and Fang Ze both flew in front of Ye Xing and fell, and rolled to Ye Xing's feet. When they got up, they dared not get angry with Yang Kun, but apologized instead.
"I don't know that the senior brothers and sisters of the Northern Fourth Sect are here. I've been reckless, I've been reckless, please calm down, senior brother."
The disciples of any of the Northern Four Sects are enough to crush them, especially the disciples of the Sun Moon Sect. There are two son-level monsters who are the most powerful. Even if the six disciples had ten thousand guts, they would not dare to say what they just said.
Yang Kun glanced at the two of them indifferently, ignored them, turned around and continued to attack the magic mask.
Feng Yu and Fang Ze breathed a sigh of relief. They had already put their heads in their hands just now, and they were in danger of life and death. If Yang Kun killed them in a fit of anger, the Kamikaze Sect would never dare to stand up for them. Yuezong takes revenge.
The two looked at each other with lingering fear. At this moment, they both saw Ye Xing from the corners of their eyes.
A six-star martial sage actually stood behind them and saw their unbearable side
The two humiliated in front of Yang Kun, they had no backbone, and they didn't feel ashamed at all. However, when they found Ye Xing watching from the side, they were furious instantly, as if they had been greatly humiliated.
What made the two of them furious the most was that Ye Xing was still a sect disciple of the opposing camp.
Feng Yu suddenly shouted angrily: "What are you looking at, be careful not to dig out your dog's eyes!"
Ye Xing really didn't want to look at these two trash, but when they flew over and fell at his feet, Ye Xing instinctively looked at them.
The two of them suffered from Yang Kun's hand, got angry, and pretended to be like grandsons, but now they took all their anger on Ye Xing, treating Ye Xing as a soft persimmon that could be manipulated at will.
Ye Xing watched the eyes of the two turn into indifference, and said: "My eyes are upright human eyes, but I saw two dogs wagging their tails happily after being beaten. The eyes of these two dogs, They are dog eyes!"
Feng Yu and Fang Ze were furious.
Feng Yu's eyes turned cold, his murderous intent rose sharply, and he said coldly: "A mere six-star martial saint, how dare you talk to us like that, you are courting death, Junior Brother Fang, smack his mouth!"
Fang Ze clenched his fist, his bones exploded, and he shouted, "Trash, there are some people you can't afford to offend!"
While speaking, Fang Ze slapped Ye Xing.
He was slapped by Yang Kun just now, and the anger in his heart had nowhere to vent, and it happened to be transferred to Ye Xing. This slap was fast and hard.
As soon as Ye Xing raised his hand, he grabbed Fang Ze's palm squarely. In Ye Xing's hand, the star fire from the burning star fire was burning. When he touched Fang Ze's palm, a puff of green smoke immediately rose. A burnt smell dissipated.
Fang Ze let out a scream immediately. He never expected that a six-star martial saint would grab his palm so easily, let alone Ye Xing's palm. Even his Xingyuan couldn't resist the flames.
Ye Xing ignored Fang Ze's screams, put his other palm together and slapped Fang Ze's face fiercely.
Snapped-
Fang Ze received a slap on the face so hard that his body flew up.
However, Fang Ze's palm was firmly held by Ye Xing, and his flying body was pulled down again. This slap made Fang Ze's mouth full of blood, broken teeth flew all over the place, and the screams became even louder.
It was too late to say it, it was so fast, Fang Ze slapped him, Ye Xing grabbed Fang Ze's palm, and then slapped him back, but in the blink of an eye, Feng Yu beside him could not have expected that Fang Ze would even have a six-star martial artist. The holy capital was uncertain, and he was injured by it, and he didn't react at all.
It wasn't until Fang Ze was slapped hard that Feng Yu finally came to his senses, his eyes widened, and he shouted angrily, "How dare you!"
While speaking, he poked at Ye Xing with two fingers together, the air flow was torn apart, and a piercing howling sound was heard.
Mid-grade Lingwu—Fengjuezhi!
This is the martial arts of the Divine Wind Sect. Feng Yu's Feng Jue Finger has already been cultivated to the realm of Xiaocheng.
In his rage, he struck out with a finger, and the Xingyuan reached its limit, except that he didn't use the astrology, and sent out a powerful blow.
Ye Xing didn't dodge Feng Yu's attacking finger, and his eyes became even colder. He grabbed Fang Ze's palm and swung Fang Ze's body into the air, turning into Ye Xing's weapon.
Facing Feng Yu's attacking fingers, Fang Ze's body lashed towards Feng Yu fiercely.
Feng Yu was taken aback, how could he have expected that Ye Xing would attack Fang Ze's body as a weapon, he was startled, and quickly stopped the attack.
However, at the moment when Qian Jun was about to strike, how could he take it back? Feng Jue pointed hard at Fang Ze's body, poking a bloody hole immediately.