Yang Kun used astrology, which is a fire astrology.
In an instant, the power of endless flames fell, and Yang Kun's power exploded. While roaring, his body rubbed against him violently, pushing away the purple feather gun that was pressing on top.
"The scorching sun burns the sky!"
Yang Kun's Xingyuan reached its limit, and the momentum of the fire condensed into the fist, and launched a powerful blow to Ye Xing!
Yang Kun's strength has exploded in an all-round way. Even the eight-star peak martial saints dare not underestimate him. He must also go all out to compete.
Seeing the blazing sun-like glow of the punch, Lei Yun, Luo Ying... and the other five warriors stepped back again and again to avoid being hit by the aftermath of the punch.
Moreover, the five people's eyes were horrified, Yang Kun's strength exploded to the limit, will this palace be demolished
Facing Yang Kun's powerful blow, Ye Xing's expression remained calm, his body was like a mountain, his body was as motionless as a mountain, and he didn't take half a step back.
At the same time, the star energy in the body was running, and the purple spear shot out the dark spear light, and Ye Xing used the dark spirit spear technique - the dark spirit spear!
A huge gun shadow pierced forward, carrying endless darkness.
The fist light, which was as bright as the scorching sun, could not dispel the darkness, but the darkness drowned out the light, and the momentum reversed in an instant.
The darkness brought by that shot was like a giant beast opening its bloody mouth, trying to swallow all the light in front of it.
boom-
With a loud bang, the entire palace stopped, and a terrifying air wave exploded, surging in all directions in an instant, covering the entire space in the palace.
Even if Lei Yun, Luo Ying... and the other five retreated far enough, they were all impacted by the turbulent air wave, hitting like a sea wave, with a very strong force.
Amidst the explosion, the bright fist light was completely engulfed by the darkness, and the darkness covered everything. In the vagueness, Yang Kun's figure could be seen bursting out suddenly to the rear.
boom-
The darkness dissipated in an instant, and there was another explosion. Yang Kun slammed into the mask of the formation, then bounced back, landed on the ground and rolled for more than ten meters before stopping.
Blood spat out from his mouth, and there were also bruises and bumps on his face, and he looked very embarrassed.
Ye Xing put away the Ziling spear, looked at Yang Kun indifferently, and said, "Tsk tsk...it turned out to be such a roll, yes, it's a very standard roll, but it's a pity...I really don't have the talent in this area, learn Not coming!"
Lei Yun and the other five warriors looked at each other in blank amazement. Not only was this guy terribly strong, but he was also so fierce with his words!
Yang Kun got up from the ground, his eyes were full of resentment, but he didn't dare to attack Ye Xing again, and said harshly:
"You...you are so brave, do you know which sect I am a disciple of? I have two son-level geniuses among my disciples of the Sun Moon Sect, and they will crush you every minute!"
"hehe… !"
Ye Xing said disdainfully: "If I can't do it myself, I can find my senior brother. If my senior brother can't do it, why don't I go to my father to find my mother, and then to my grandpa to find my grandma... you little brat!"
Yang Kun's complexion suddenly became red like a pig's liver, and he growled in a low voice, "What did you say?"
He was twenty-four years old, and Ye Xing looked much younger, seventeen or eighteen years old, but he was called a little kid by Ye Xing with disdain, and he felt a great humiliation.
Ye Xing shrugged, and said: "I'm trash, I can't beat others, so I started looking for this and that, what is it if it's not a brat?"
Yang Kun clenched his fists tightly, creaking loudly. He wanted to rush up and beat Ye Xing until his nose was bruised and his face was bruised, and he would cripple Ye Xing to prove himself.
It's a pity that he only dared to think about it, but he didn't dare to do it.
He knew very well that as long as he dared to do something, it would not be Ye Xing who was bruised and swollen, and it was not Ye Xing who was beaten into a disability, but Yang Kun.
Yang Kun calmed down the pressure in his heart, and said: "I have a brother looking for it. This is my advantage as a disciple of the Sun Moon Sect. You, a disciple of the trash sect, can't find it if you want to. Now let you Rampant, you pray that you won't be bumped into by my senior and second senior brothers of the Sun Moon Sect, otherwise you will be more attractive!"
The corner of Ye Xing's mouth curled up. Others were afraid of Mr. Yin Yang and Mr. Da Ri, but he, Ye Xing, was not afraid.
Ye Xing regarded Yang Kun as air, ignored him, and walked towards the other five warriors.
Among these five people, there were three eight-star martial saints and two seven-star peak martial saints. Seeing Ye Xing's arrival, they instinctively felt a pressure in their hearts.
Ye Xing stopped in front of the five people and said: "Although I came here last, but I have a way to break through the mask of the formation, I will join you, and after breaking the mask of the formation, each will use his own means to snatch the secret book, how about it? "
The eyes of the five people suddenly lit up, Ye Xing had a way to break through the mask of the formation, which was naturally perfect.
Moreover, Ye Xing didn't want to keep the Yangang Fist secret book as his own just because he broke the mask of the formation, but let everyone fight for it by means. Of course, the five of them had no reason to refuse, and they all nodded.
The formation mask here, even for the Nine Star Martial Saints, is very difficult to break through. If they keep attacking forcefully, they may have to attack continuously for several days before they have any hope of breaking through.
However, Ye Xing obtained the knowledge of Venerable Qingyun's formation, and the Qingyun Ancient Land was made by Qingyun Venerable, Ye Xing is very familiar with Qingyun Ancient Land's formation.
When he saw the formation mask, he knew where the weakness of the formation mask was, and he could easily break through it with ingenuity.
Ye Xing came to the formation mask, stretched out his palm, and pressed it on the formation mask.
The stars in the body circulated, spit out from the palm, and slowly penetrated into the mask of the formation.
Ye Xing is very familiar with the formation pattern in the formation mask, and the star element slowly penetrates to various positions, moving the position of the formation pattern inside.
The same pattern, placed in a different position, the effect is very different.
As Ye Xing adjusted the formation patterns, the defense of the formation mask became weaker and weaker. Invisibly, Ye Xing was lowering the level of the formation.
The formations arranged by everyone are different. In most cases, it is difficult for outsiders to change the formations arranged by the formation master.
However, Ye Xing has Venerable Qingyun's knowledge of formations in his mind, and he is very familiar with the formations of Qingyun Ancient Land, so he can do it.
After half a quarter of an hour, Ye Xing moved his hand away.
"What's the matter, why haven't you opened it yet?" Lei Yun asked immediately.
Even the Northern Four Sects have very few high-grade spirit martial arts. For the secret book of Yangang Fist, no matter it is Lei Yun, Luo Ying, or Ming Shuang, they all want to get it.
Ye Xing glanced at several people in the hall, and the five warriors looked at him expectantly. In the distance, Yang Kun did not leave, but stood against the wall, waiting for Ye Xing to break through. Formation mask.
Ye Xingdao: "The defensive power of the formation mask has been reduced. Now that we attack, we can break it instantly. After breaking it, we will use our own means. Whoever grabs the secret book of the Yangang Fist first will belong to him!"
"What are you waiting for… !"
Lei Yun yelled loudly, and his body rushed towards the formation mask, he slapped out a palm, and the sound of thunder resounded.
Qinglei Sect Middle Grade Spiritual Martial Arts - Ben Lei Zhang!
At the same time, the other four warriors also attacked the formation mask almost at the same time.
boom-
The array mask is like a mirror, instantly shattered.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Lei Yun, Luo Ying, and Ming Shuang, the three eight-star martial saints, exploded to the limit in an instant, rushing towards the secret book of the top-grade Lingwu Yangang Fist.
As for the two seven-star martial saints, they knew that they had no chance of snatching high-grade spiritual martial arts, so they rushed towards a middle-grade spiritual martial arts secret book.
Sky bat footwork!
Ye Xing stepped forward with one step, the sky bat footwork of the perfect realm, the speed was brought to the limit, and it also incorporated the wind of the subtle realm.
Within a small range, Ye Xing's speed was almost like a teleportation, without even a phantom, he appeared next to the secret book of Yangang Fist, and he grabbed it as soon as he stretched out his hand.
When Lei Yun, Luo Ying, and Ming Shuang rushed over, Ye Xing had already collected the Yan Gang Fist secret book into the storage ring.
In terms of speed, even real people who have just entered the Star Gang Realm may not be able to compare with Ye Xing. These eight-star martial saints naturally cannot beat him.
The eyes of the three eight-star martial saints were all fixed on Ye Xing, there should be four, and Yang Kun in the distance. They obviously didn't expect that Ye Xing was not only so powerful, but also so shockingly fast.
Yangangquan is a high-grade spiritual martial arts, and it is a very precious treasure for the four northern sects. Now each of the four northern sects has an eight-star martial sage disciple here, but the secret book of Yangangquan was taken away by a disciple of the sixth southern sect. Go, I feel very uncomfortable.