Tianyu Sect.

There are two people in the Earth Hell Realm, one is the sect master, and the other is the old Jin Feng.

The five people in Kaiyuan Realm are all in the prime of life, and they are no more than thirty years old.

There are seventeen people in the entry realm, and they are probably between twenty-four and thirty years old.

overall strength.

I don't know how much worse than the Heavenly Demon Sect.

However, due to the Heavenly Demon Sect's consistent style being too weak, they felt that they would win no matter what.

Driven by this inflated self-confidence, they dared to go on the offensive.

Whoosh!

Looking at those strong men in the sky, Yang Poyu clenched his fists.

The green tendons on his arms burst out.

"These are the strongest strengths of the Tianyu Sect, there is the Earth Hell Realm, Kaiyuan, and the entry. ”

He pointed to the sky.

Fang Mo looked at the more teams outside: "Senior brother, what is the strength of these people?"

Actually, he knew.

In the gift package issued by the system, he was given a special pair of eyes.

You can see through the strength of people who do not exceed their two great realms.

Don't think that's weak.

He is only in the Martial Dao Realm now, but he can see through the Kaiyuan Realm, and even know that the other party is in the upper, middle and lower levels.

Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one not be defeated.

And this pair of eyes is the best thing that the system gives him to understand the strength of others.

It's a pity that you can't directly peek into what exercises the other party will do, otherwise......

That's really cool.

"These?"

Yang Poyu glanced at the people walking on the ground with disdain, shook his head and said, "The highest one, but the entry realm is fivefold, that is, the middle level is upper." There are two others who have just entered the entry realm, and their strength is very weak. ”

The disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect were all proud.

Even Yang Poyu was actually only at the middle level of the entry realm, and he still had a long way to go before he was at the high level.

But he was confident.

First of all, the exercises between the two are not of the same level.

The strongest technique of the Tianyu Sect is only a yellow-level mid-grade, while the Heavenly Demon Sect has a Xuan-level low-grade Heavenly Demon Skill internal strength, and even the Meteor Fist is a yellow-level mid-grade.

The gap between the exercises is the difference between heaven and earth.

For example, if two people in the same realm, if one of them is a Xuan-level exercise, the other person is only a yellow-level exercise.

Then, those who have Xuan-level exercises can beat those who have yellow-level exercises in the same realm and have more than three.

Of course, the exercises are not everything, and the realm is the greatest reliance.

It's like although Yang Poyu is proud, he will never think about making trouble with the group of people who just flew over.

The lowest of them are all at the middle level of the entry realm, and the two who take the lead, needless to say, know that they must be in the Earth Hell Realm, and as for the others, they are in the Kaiyuan Realm.

If Yang Poyu goes up, it is not pride, nor self-confidence, but ......

Suicide!

"Wait another half an hour, when they're almost gone, we'll go over!" Yang Poyu whispered to Fang Mo, his face already carrying a touch of enthusiasm for battle.

Under the sun.

The disciples of the Tianyu Sect were still walking unhurriedly, and everyone looked confident.

The road was not a road, it was just a dirt road, so when they walked, they brought with them billowing yellow sand.

This makes the back almost a peculiar hideaway.

But they don't care.

No one thought that the current Heavenly Demon Sect would suddenly send a few disciples to ambush them.

It's like the last few disciples.

They chatted with great interest.

"The Heavenly Demon Sect has a vast territory, if we can occupy it, we don't have to hide in a small ravine anymore. ”

"yes, this battle is almost inevitable!"

"Sect Master Shenwei will definitely be able to lead us to the Eight Rank Forces, and at that time, our cultivation environment will be much better than it is now. ”

There are three people here, and they are actually already lagging behind.

There were also disciples in front of them who turned around and beckoned to them: "Hurry up and keep up, we won't have a chance if we go late." ”

"Got it, got it!"

"You guys go first, I'm going to go to the bathroom. ”

"Rest assured, I'm sure I'll be able to keep up with the team. ”

They replied nonchalantly, and then resumed chatting.

In their voices, the Heavenly Demon Sect seemed to have become a territory at their fingertips.

Self-confidence is not a bad thing.

But sometimes, if you are too self-confident, you become complacent, and you don't have any vigilance, and you will encounter a crisis.

Just as the disciple turned his head and continued to follow the team, they suddenly felt the wind and sand rise nearby.

In the environment that was already full of yellow sand, a hunting storm sounded.

"What the hell weather!"

"Really, this area is better than the Heavenly Demon Sect, but they occupy the best place, but they have not developed the strongest strength, and they are bullied by other small sects and small factions all day long, and even some families can beat them...... Uh, press!"

As he spoke, he was grabbed by the neck.

It's like a rooster caught by the neck, and it can only make a clucking sound.

The person standing there just looked at them coldly.

The other two disciples, seeing this scene, originally wanted to shout, after all, they were not too far away from the team.

However, it was also at this time.

One of them was punched hard in the neck, as was the other.

One rolled his eyes and slowly softened, while the other turned his head and looked at the man in front of him who seemed to have eaten a dog's tail in some surprise.

Bang!

He took another punch.

But it hasn't fallen yet.

Bang!

Another punch.

Bang!

Another punch!

Fang Mo looked at Yang Poyu helplessly, the latter struggled to endure the smile that had reached his lips, and tapped it on his neck with his left hand.

"This is it!"

Fang Mo smiled, and then smashed down with a fierce meteor fist.

That disciple suffered so much that he had to be punched when he tried to call out, and at this point he finally fell.

In his eyes, there was a deep incomprehension, as if he wanted to ask why he was smashing himself so many punches.

"How do I know that if I don't find the right place, I will definitely not be able to smash people?" Fang Mo said helplessly.

Whether he had just learned this trick or not, it was Yang Poyu who taught him carefully, and he had a little bit of appearance.

This is also the first shot.

It is not easy to knock a person unconscious in an instant.

After all, in the Huaxia where he used to be, although there were all kinds of martial arts novels, there were also all kinds of medical knowledge......

But no one has ever told him which acupuncture point is where, as long as he smashes it down, it can make people faint with proper force, right?

He's still a little good at grappling, but it's useless.

Especially the monk's body is extremely hard, let alone relying on such a lost grappling and fighting technique to take people down......

"Whew!"

Fang Mo took a breath, rubbed his right fist that had just been too strong, and said to Yang Poyu: "Senior brother, is it okay?"

"Ahem!"

Yang Poyu coughed, solemnly glanced at the two people in front of him, licked his face, and said with a dark heart: "It's okay, the first time it can be so smooth, it is worthy of being my junior brother." ”