on the ring square.

As soon as the competition began, the two sides fell into a fierce struggle.

Murong Yu and the Sanshi monk fought together, and the two competed in the art of rock escape, attacking and defending each other.

The red-haired Gongsun Zhi fought against the monk Sanyan, and the two sides fought inextricably with the technique of fire escape.

The black boy Zhang Li and the Sanli monk fought together with the technique of corner resistance, and they couldn't see the winner.

Xu Yang's team is the only one left. And the four sons of the Buddha and Tiger of the Red Cloth Hall on the opposite side are left with the "Thunderstorm Tiger" and the three thunder monks.

The original name of the Three Thunder Monk was "Sanluo", and because his skill attribute is a rare thunderbolt body, he is even more famous for the art of thunder and lightning. Therefore, he is called the Three Thunder Monks.

Xu Yang first glanced at the Sanlei monk opposite with an expressionless face.

The Sanlei monk was not tall, with a horizontal face, a dark complexion, and a golden lightning mark at the center of his eyebrows was quite conspicuous, like a golden knife and fork inserted in a piece of sauced beef.

What caught Xu Yang's attention was that the Sanlei monk had a fist-sized golden bell pinned to his waist, and the surface of the bell was engraved with the shape of a golden tiger and the mark of lightning.

Xu Yang's divine sense swept away, "The bell on this person's waist is a thunder attribute treasure, and the grade is at least the appearance of a magic weapon, it seems that the information collected before is correct, this person is a spiritual cultivator who is good at casting thunder and lightning, has thunder and lightning skills, and relies on magic weapons as a means, as long as I suppress him in close combat with the technique of physical cultivation, I can achieve the best results." ”

Under normal circumstances, cultivators do not easily reveal their magic weapons, and usually hide them in the Qiankun bag on the cuffs, or in the storage bag around the waist. When attacking, the spell is cast to achieve a surprising effect.

And like the Three Thunder Monks, it is relatively rare to hang the magic weapon directly on the body and expose it.

In this case, there are usually two possibilities.

First, the attributes of the magic weapon are too strong and violent, and the space in the storage bag or Qiankun bag is easy to be destroyed by the force on it, and there is no way to put it in it for a long time.

The second is that the attack of the magic weapon belongs to the speed, and only when it is directly exposed can it be attacked at the first time.

At this moment, the Sanlei monk on the opposite side also looked at Xu Yang expressionlessly, he carried his hands behind his back, and looked leisurely, "Little brother opposite, there are only two of us left here." Your three teammates are really good at choosing opponents, and to tell you the truth, this monk's combat power is ranked first among the four sons of Buddha and Tiger. Therefore, I advise you to just admit defeat. Although it is a ring match, the thunder and lightning have no eyes, and it is inevitable that there will be casualties. As soon as I make a move, if I don't get it right, I'm going to die. But my Sanlei monk doesn't kill unknown juniors. ”

The Three Thunder Monks were not inferior, and his eyes flashed with unkindness when he looked at Xu Yang.

He thought in his heart: "I am the head of the four sons of the Buddha and Tiger of the Red Cloth Hall, how could I take the initiative to attack you, an unknown junior." If I had done it first, I wouldn't have been laughed at by the crowd around me. Just wait for you to do it first, I will bombard it with the technique of thunder, whether you are dead or alive, it depends on your boy's creation. Still, it's mostly death. Hey. ”

Seeing this, Xu Yang was not angry, and then followed the example of the Sanlei monk, put his hands behind his back, and said loudly: "Great monk, you remember." My name is Xu Yang, not an unknown person in your mouth. So, don't be embarrassed if you lose at my hands for a while. However, there are two words that I Xu Yang hate the most in my life, one is the three of the deflated three, and the other is the thunder of the dark thunder. It's such a coincidence, you just have both words. You say, can I not hate you?"

While speaking, Xu Yang naturally took two steps forward and then stopped. The distance between him and the Three Thunder Monks was about five or six zhang.

When the Sanlei monk on the opposite side heard this, he was angry

His nose trembled, and he cursed in his heart: "Grandma, your kid's kung fu is first-class." If there weren't so many spectators around here, the great monk, I would have scorched you with a thunderbolt, and even your mother wouldn't know you. ”

Monk Sanlei's eyes erupted with fire, and his right hand couldn't help but touch the golden bell on his waist, and the index and middle fingers of his right hand shook unnaturally.

The spectators in the stands on the side of the two saw that everyone else was playing hard to open the glue, while Xu Yang and Sanlei monks were muttering there, without meaning to do anything.

There was a lot of coaxing.

"What are the two of them talking about?"

"Why don't you do it yet. ”

"I don't think the boy in green dares to do it. ”

"Are you two here to preach the scriptures?"

"We spent spirit stones. ”

"Don't act. ”

"You have to really fight. ”

......

On the field, Monk Sanlei was furious, he first looked back and forth at the other people who were fighting, and said tightly in his heart: "It seems that my three junior brothers have not taken any advantage. When I came, I took the lead and promised our red-clothed hall master that this ring match must not be lost. What our four sons of Buddha and Tiger are good at is teamwork, and one-on-one cannot give full play to the maximum combat power. I think this is called Xu Yang Kid is delaying time, if one of my junior disciples accidentally loses, they will have a four-on-three advantage, and they must not be given this opportunity. However, if I do it first, it will be a bit of a loss of face. It's better to find a way to provoke this kid in green and let him do it first. I'm going to find a suitable distance, and I'm going to kill him with one blow. ”

With an idea, Monk Sanlei pretended to be generous, took two steps forward, glanced at Xu Yang opposite with his eyes, stopped his steps, and said with a smile: "Xu Yang, I remember your name." There are a lot of people who have been defeated by my Three Thunder Monks, and you are probably in ......"

Monk Sanlei pinched his fingers while squinting at Xu Yang opposite, and then said, "It's about five hundred away." ”

After a change of tone, he continued: "However, I think you are just paying lip service. You are the most timid opponent I have ever seen, and it is a shame for a lay disciple. Are you afraid of my great monk, do you dare to do something with me?

The reason why Xu Yang didn't do it immediately was, of course, not because he was afraid of the three thunder monks opposite.

With Xu Yang's current cultivation as the foundation and means, although the Stygian Scale and Ah Zhu are both asleep, it is still more than enough to deal with the Yuan Soul Realm monks, even against the Dao Ming Realm monks, Xu Yang will not have half a point of timidity. This comes from Xu Yang's various trials on the road of cultivation and his confidence in his powerful skills and means.

It's just that Xu Yang has been measuring the battle situation, and he is observing the battle situation of Murong Yu, Gongsun Zhi, and Zhang Li. If one of the three is clearly at a disadvantage, he will immediately change his attack strategy and help them first.

Because the four of them were a squad, he didn't want to put any of the other three in danger.

This battle must be won, and it must be won perfectly.

When Xu Yang saw that he was talking to Monk Sanlei during this period of time, Murong Yu, Gongsun Zhi and Zhang Li did not have the momentum of defeat, and even faintly gained the upper hand, and the fighting spirit in Xu Yang's heart was quietly released.

As soon as his divine consciousness moved, on the three-color vortex in the purple space in his body, a purple electric dragon leaped out.

"Hahaha. Xu Yang smiled heartily, pointed to the other side with his hand, and his face suddenly turned cold, "You Mo Lei and me." ”

As soon as the words fell, Xu Yang popped behind him, and a pair of huge purple lightning wings unfurled.

The wings of purple lightning rolled, and a thunderclap exploded on the spot, and the purple lightning rolled like a tide.

The next moment, Xu Yang's figure appeared

In front of the Three Thunder Monks, the speed is comparable to teleportation.

This time, it frightened the monk of Sanlei.

He is a thunderbolt attribute and knows a lot about the art of thunder escape. Under his estimate, the distance between him and Xu Yang just now, with Xu Yang's cultivation, even if he exerted his full strength, it was impossible to attack him directly. In this way, no matter what, even if Xu Yang makes the first move, he will have time to defend and a chance to make a move calmly.

But in fact, the judgment of the monk of the three thunders was wrong.

"Oops. The face of the three thunder monks changed, and he was busy with his hands outward, and with a rush of mana, on his arms, the golden arc swirled, quickly revealing the appearance of a thunder and lightning shield.

He wants to defend.

It's just that in such a short period of time, this shield of thunder and lightning has not yet been fully formed.

At this moment, Xu Yang's fist had already been smashed.

Punch it!

Thunder!

"Thunder Escape—Thunder Fist!"

In the blink of an eye, Xu Yang was more than 100 fist shadows smashed down, and every punch was made with the sound of thunder and explosion, and its sound was connected into a string, and the thunder was rolling. The huge fist shadows were connected into a piece, like a purple storm.

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

The fist power blessed with the power of purple lightning was illusioned into a mass of purple lightning the size of a wooden barrel, and exploded on the surface of the body of the Three Thunder Monks.

The thunder and lightning shield set up by the three thunder monks in a panic was torn apart by Xu Yang's fist after only two blows, turning into scattered golden and escaping without a trace.

The body of the Sanlei monk, who was originally standing on the ground, was directly lifted up by Xu Yang's punch, lightly like a red hydrangea, and then punched into the air one after another.

The body of the Three Thunder Monks flew upside down, and Xu Yang kept beating underneath.

At this moment, the Sanlei monk, his eyes are bulging, the corners of his mouth are dyed red, he doesn't know how many ribs have been broken, his five organs are displaced, his heart veins are deformed, and his chest is blurred with flesh and blood.

He had only one thought in his mind, throwing the golden bell magic weapon on his waist to fight back. But at this moment, he couldn't even breathe, the mana in the meridians flowed backwards, and the Yuan Soul trembled like an electric shock.

High in the air, a few tears squeezed out of the corners of Monk Sanlei's eyes.

Whether it's pain, or unwillingness.

He felt that he was a helpless, bird that had lost its wings, or a kite with a broken string, and his fate was completely in Xu Yang's hands.

Monk Sanlei complained in his heart: "Xu Yang, I remember. This name is so profound. I was attacked by him. My face as a monk of the Three Thunders is completely lost today. It hurts. ”

At this time, the audience on the side of Xu Yang and Monk Sanlei fighting was silent.

They were all stunned, and they were shocked by Xu Yang's amazing performance. The group was dumbfounded.

High in the air, Xu Yang turned around in a dashing manner and pressed a palm on the side waist of the monk Sanlei.

Bang!

A circle of thunderstorms visible to the naked eye exploded, and the body of the three thunder monks fell heavily on the ring, smashing the ring rumbling, rolling more than a dozen times before stopping.

At this moment, the crowd watching the battle went crazy.

"I'll go, and I'll kill the Three Thunder Monks with one blow. ”

"What's the name of the kid in green?"

"It's Xu Yang. ”

"He's a legend today. ”

"This ring match is a team battle, but it seems that the four sons of the Buddha and Tiger are missing one and are already in decline. ”

"The spirit stone of the bet is gone, these three thunder monks, not as powerful as the legend, really thunder people. ”

......

Xu Yang's figure fell steadily back to the ground, stood in front of the Three Thunder Monks, and said loudly: "Remember, my name is Xu Yang." ”