Although Chasing the Wind was a divine weapon, in front of Tang Jing's fierce Shattering Sun Eight Style, the tip of the sword still began to turn slightly red.

Yi Xiaopeng had already caught up, grabbed the wind and flipped over, and rushed towards Tang Jing with more strength.

Tang Jing landed, did a side flip, took a step back, and hit the fiery red of his palms towards Yi Xiaopeng.

As soon as Yi Xiaopeng landed, it was too late to dodge, and the wind in his hand split Tang Jing's palm power.

Tang Jing seized the opportunity and slapped Yi Xiaopeng several times in a row.

Yi Xiaopeng frantically slashed Tang Jing's palm power in his hand, and under Tang Jing's fiery palm power, he retreated step by step.

(Wind passes without a trace)

Yi Xiaopeng's extremely fast speed, waving to chase the wind, slashing, sweeping, and lifting up. A wind blade flew towards Tang Jing's palm.

Tang Jing's palm power was blocked by Yi Xiaopeng's sword move, and taking advantage of the respite he had grabbed, Yi Xiaopeng immediately changed his position, wanting to avoid Tang Jing's front.

(Shattered Sun Eight Type 2 Starfall)

A fiery red, as dazzling as the doomsday glow, a ball of fiery red frantically pursued Yi Xiaopeng.

Starfall forced Yi Xiaopeng to flip several times in a row, and was even forced to roll on the ground before standing up.

How could Tang Jing miss this opportunity and use all his strength to release a complete mountain collapse and ground crack with seventy percent of the internal force.

A fireball with flames rushed out from between Tang Jing's palms.

The hind foot stomped on the ground fiercely, cracks appeared on the ground, Tang Jing leaned forward in one step and rushed towards Yi Xiaopeng.

Yi Xiaopeng was shocked as soon as he stood up, he couldn't dodge.

(Frosty Wind)

Strange steps, mysterious wind blades, wind-like moves.

Yi Xiaopeng flipped in the air in his hand, only to hear a sword roar, above the tip of the wind-chasing sword, a cold wind condensed a thick cold air, Yi Xiaopeng slapped the quickly flipped wind-chasing towards Tang Jing's mountain collapse style with one palm.

Chasing the wind rushed towards Tang Jing's fireball with cold air and wind blades, and the two forces collided in the air, and neither of them gave back half a point, one red and one white.

Tang Jing had already caught up, and his domineering palm, as if with a burst of sparks, hit his own mountain collapse.

(Ground Split)

The air flow surged, the fiery red was like an exploding flame, setting off a fire cloud around the fireball, Tang Jing's qi merged with the red ball at this moment, and the aura enveloping Tang Jing was fully doubled, Tang Jing's hair and clothes flew back,

The fireball was pushed under the aura, engulfing half of the sword body of Chasing Wind, and Yi Xiaopeng's cold qi was suppressed.

A powerful force, the flames surging on the surface of the fireball, cracked the fireball, sparks splashed everywhere, and Tang Jing's hand was a cloud of fire.

“......”

Yi Xiaopeng was shocked, he couldn't control the chasing wind, under the powerful power of the ground split, his cold wind and frost were scattered, and the chasing wind was shaken away.

The body of the Wind Chasing Sword was slightly red, and it was pushed back into Yi Xiaopeng's hand, and Yi Xiaopeng took two steps back in a row before he stabilized his body.

Although most of the power of this palm was blocked by Chafeng, Chafeng was controlled by Yi Xiaopeng, and the suppressed Chafeng seemed to fly back into Yi Xiaopeng's hands, but in fact, Yi Xiaopeng also suffered this part of the damage.

But Yi Xiaopeng couldn't be seen by others that he was injured, he gritted his teeth slightly, the chasing wind in his hand trembled slightly, and slowly put it down, his left hand behind his back, trembling a little.

Yi Xiaopeng looked at Tang Jing, swallowed, with a faint smile on his face, and said: "Boy, you are a fierce rival, and it is a great pleasure to be able to compete with you." ”

And Tang Jing just tried to breathe for Wu Yi, forcibly urging his internal force, so that the injury worsened, although he used all his strength in this palm just now, it was only the usual six success forces, and the wound on his shoulder had been cracked again, and the light red of the shirt on his shoulder had begun to slowly turn red.

Tang Jing looked at Yi Xiaopeng, also hiding his right hand behind him, his right arm was in severe pain, and he trembled a little behind his back, although there was no expression on his face, he could feel that his arm was a little wet. He endured the injury, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and said with a smile: "Tang Jing is honored to be able to see the Tempest Sword Technique of his predecessors. ”

Xiao Ruyun had already seen the red on Tang Jing's shoulder, worried and distressed, it had made her forget about the others, and she couldn't help Tang Jing, she had no way to stop all this, she could only watch.

Tang Wanting's hateful eyes were on Yi Xiaopeng and the others, and she didn't notice Tang Jing's injury, and there were too many people on the other side, and her poison was not enough...

Of course, Yi Xiaopeng saw Tang Jing's injury, although he was also injured, it was fine, and it was not time to stop.

"Haha, okay, then I'm showing you the real Tempest Sword Technique..."

With a move as fast as lightning, Yi Xiaopeng's body tilted and rushed towards Tang Jing.

If it was a tentative attack, now is the time to decide the winner.

The wind blade is like a knife, always following after chasing the wind, chasing Tang Jing.

Yi Xiaopeng will not give Tang Jing a chance, be more careful, and pursue Tang Jing more frantically.

......

In an inconspicuous corner, Shi Zhi stood behind Ye Xun, carefully watched the competition between the two, and said with some surprise: "I didn't expect this Tang Jing to be so strong, and after defeating Hua Cangsu without healing from serious injuries, he could still fight with Lord Yi Zhuang to such a point... Fortunately, the owner is wise. ”

Ye Xun smiled faintly: "After all, Tang Jing was trained by Aoshuang himself, and it is normal to have such ability. You say, if he didn't get hurt and didn't spare any effort, would you be able to beat him?"

"It's... The Eight Styles of Shattered Sun are strong and powerful, if he breaks through the fourth layer of the Mental Method, then... I will be defeated. I don't know how many levels he has reached now. ”

I hesitated a little and didn't seem to be sure.

Ye Xun glanced at Shi Zhi and smiled slightly.

"Then you're defeated..."

Shi Zhi looked at Ye Xun with some surprise and asked, "What does the alliance leader mean, he has already broken through the fourth layer?"

Ye Xun nodded.

"Although I haven't seen the Eight Styles of Broken Sun, and I don't know much about them, I have heard Mu Zili say that the Eight Styles of Broken Sun, the power of each style will be several times that of the previous one, and if it is refined to the eighth layer, the eight styles can be one, and it is not a lie to say that the mountains and the earth are cracked. And to cultivate the Eight Styles of Broken Sun, you need to have a solid foundation in order to be able to grasp the natural method, and you must not be in a hurry, judging from the mountain collapse and earth crack he just had, his Eight Styles of Broken Sun is definitely not only the fourth layer, I am afraid that it has been refined to the fifth layer. ”

Shi Zhi was surprised and said, "What? Fifth Layer? This... What about the owner?"

Ye Xun smiled: "It's okay, don't underestimate the Tibetan Sword Villa, Yi Xiaopeng is not Huacangsu." You can't win, but you can't lose. ”

Looking at Tang Jing in the distance, Ye Xun frowned slightly, and sighed: "The martial idiot of Sword Casting Villa back then, Meng Qingyi only refined to the peak of the sixth layer, this kid is young, and he can actually refine to the fifth layer, it is really not to be underestimated, and he will definitely be a dangerous person in the future... We'll have to pay more attention in the future..."