Jiang Zilong and the disciples of the Blue Dragon Sect and the White Tiger Sect looked at Xia Yu with a look of surprise (情qíng), they didn't expect Xia Yu to suddenly appear.

Jiang Zilong was dumbfounded, thinking to himself, the seeds of the binding demon vines were planted all around this ancient tower, how could this Xia Yu break through quietly?

Xia Yu stood up to the sky, walked over, and said to Jiang Zilong: "Didn't you just say that after meeting me, you want to beat me to my knees and kowtow to you, I'm here now." ”

Jiang Zilong showed an angry face and shouted, "You are a waste of Yuanwu Realm cultivation, and you dare to shout in front of me. ”

Jiang Zilong clenched his fists and was about to make a move on Xia Yu, when a disciple of the Qinglong Sect jumped out and said, "Senior Brother Jiang, use a knife to kill chickens, let me break the two legs of this rabbit cub first." ”

This disciple of the Blue Dragon Sect shouted, full of prestige, and rushed towards Xia Yu.

Xia Yu stared at Jiang Zilong and walked over with steady steps, as for the disciple of the Blue Dragon Sect with teeth and claws, Xia Yu didn't even look at him.

The disciple of the Blue Dragon Sect rushed in front of Xia Yu, shouting, and was just about to make a move against Xia Yu, Xia Yu raised his arm, shook his hand casually, and with a snap, the whole world was quiet.

The disciple of the Blue Dragon Sect was beaten by Xia Yu to spit blood, spun around, flew into the air, and then fell down heavily, raising a puff of dust and smoke, and was directly abolished.

The disciple of the Green Dragon Sect was also a dual cultivator of the Qi and Martial Realms, and he was slapped by Xia Yu like this, and he was beaten away like a fly.

The disciples of the Vermilion Bird Sect and the Xuanwu Sect had seen Xia Yu's strength, and one by one they were boiling with blood, looking at Xia Yu.

The disciples of the Blue Dragon Sect and the White Tiger Sect saw Xia Yu's power for the first time, and they were stunned.

Jiang Zilong frowned, looked at Xia Yu, and thought, is this kid really a cultivator of the Yuanwu Realm?

Jiang Zilong looked up and down, left and right, no matter how you looked, Xia Yu was a cultivator in the Yuanwu Realm, but how could Xia Yu, who only had a cultivation in the Yuanwu Realm, slap that Qi Martial Realm disciple away?

The doubts in Jiang Zilong's heart have not yet been solved, Xia Yu has already walked in front of Jiang Zilong, pointed at Jiang Zilong, and said coldly: "Heads-up or group fighting, I'll let you choose." ”

Jiang Zilong felt that Xia Yu's (body shēn) had a strong coercion, which made it a little difficult for him to breathe, and a chill appeared in his heart.

Just now, Jiang Zilong blew the cowhide loudly, and now if he cowers, he won't be able to mix on the ground in Jizhou in the future.

Jiang Zilong looked inwardly and said, "To deal with an ant like you, I am enough alone." ”

Xia Yu opened his hands and said, "Okay, come on." ”

Jiang Zilong looked at Xia Yu, quietly clenched his fists, and hit Xia Yu with a punch with lightning speed, wanting to use this method of surprise attack to catch Xia Yu off guard.

Xia Yu stretched out his palm, like an adult grabbing a child's fist, grabbed Jiang Zilong's fist, and grabbed it to death.

Jiang Zilong struggled a few times, he was anxious and annoyed, sweat oozed from his forehead, and he still couldn't break free.

Xia Yu looked at Jiang Zilong and said, "I'll let you see what a real fist is." ”

Xia Yu grabbed Jiang Zilong's fist with one hand, clenched it with the other, and burned flames, and with a flaming fist, a fire light was drawn in the air and hit Jiang Zilong.

Jiang Zilong stretched out his palm to parry,

However, where could he stand Xia Yu's punch, with a bang, the whole person flew out with smoke and crashed into the ancient tower, knocking the dilapidated ancient tower rumbling and shaking.

Next to them, those disciples of the Blue Dragon Sect and the White Tiger Sect all turned into sculptures, motionless, unable to say a word, their faces and hearts were full of surprise.

How can Jiang Zilong say that he is also a cultivator of the eightfold Qi Martial Realm, in front of Xia Yu, how can he be as vulnerable as a child?

The disciples of the Vermilion Bird Sect and the Xuanwu Sect cheered, "Senior Brother Xia Yu is mighty!"

"Elder Xia Yu is domineering!"

"Senior Brother Xia Yu is mighty!"

"Elder Xia Yu is domineering!" ......

Jiang Zilong got up from the ground, furious, clenched his fists, and wanted to rush towards Xia Yu. However, looking at Xia Yu's fierce and vicious appearance, Jiang Zilong hesitated again.

Jiang Zilong let go of his fist, drew his sword, and stimulated the sword qi, and the surging sword qi turned into a silver light, like a burning flame, wrapped around the sword (body shēn), full of might, and slashed towards Xia Yu.

Xia Yu was still so calm and relaxed, as if he didn't take Jiang Zilong's sword seriously at all.

Jiang Zilong exerted all his strength, and the force was heavy, and a sword slashed at Xia Yu's head.

Jiang Zilong was just about to smile, but he was stunned, this sword slashed down, Xia Yu was in a trance, and the breeze blew and dissipated into the void.

Jiang Zilong's slash was not Xia Yu's true (body shēn), but an afterimage of Xia Yu.

Xia Yu took the wind step of the Earth Inferior Star to the extreme, circled around Jiang Zilong, and turned out dozens of (body shēn) shadows, and surrounded Jiang Zilong like an iron bucket.

(In "Water Margin", the inferior star is the living Shanpo - Wang Dingliu, who is good at running)

Jiang Zilong looked at the countless Xia Yu, circling around him, feeling that the whole person was about to collapse, shouting, picking up the sword in his hand, and couldn't tell which was the afterimage and which was the real (body shēn), in short, it was a random chop.

Li Yueran, Dou Xian, and Wen Chou all held their breath and sweated for Xia Yu.

Jiang Zilong's sword is extremely lethal, Xia Yu is barehanded, in case he is hit by Jiang Zilong's sword, he will either die or be injured.

The disciples of the Blue Dragon Sect and the White Tiger Sect were excited, feeling that Xia Yu was spinning around, afraid of the sword in Jiang Zilong's hand, and did not dare to step forward.

The disciples of the Blue Dragon Sect and the White Tiger Sect cheered for Jiang Zilong, "Senior Brother Jiang is mighty, kill him, kill him, kill ......"

As soon as the disciples of the Blue Dragon Sect and the White Tiger Sect screamed twice, they stopped abruptly, and one by one they resumed the extremely shocked expression (情qíng) just now.

Xia Yu stopped spinning, and grabbed Jiang Zilong's wrist with one hand, trying to snatch the sword from Jiang Zilong's hand.

Jiang Zilong's face was hideous, he roared, and injected his true qi into the sword, and the sword qi on the sword (body shēn) suddenly skyrocketed, rising to a length of five or six meters, and the surrounding flowers and plants were all scorched and withered by this strong sword qi.

Li Yueran, Dou Xian, and Wen Chou looked at this scene, and they frowned, thinking to themselves, Jiang Zilong deserved to be one of the Nine Dragons of Aotian, and his use of sword qi was so skillful.

Li Yueran, Dou Xian, and Wen Chou were going up to help Xia Yu, and the disciples of the Green Dragon Sect and the White Tiger Sect were carrying swords, pointing at them, and shouting: "Be honest, don't move!"

Jiang Zilong smiled evilly, looked at Xia Yu, and said, "Little rabbit cub, I want you to kneel on the ground and kowtow to me a hundred heads!"

Jiang Zilong held the big sword in both hands and raised it high, wanting to cut off Xia Yu's arm with a sword.

Xia Yu stretched out his palm and grabbed it forward, an action that stunned everyone present.

Xia Yu actually grabbed the sword blade, Jiang Zilong's sword blade was wrapped with sword qi, the sword qi was as blazing as a flame, and the surrounding flowers and trees couldn't stand it from a distance of several meters, but Xia Yu really grabbed the sword blade with his palm.

Jiang Zilong felt that his head was a little cloudy, and he was already shocked to the point of dizziness, Xia Yu, a martial artist who cultivated in the Yuan Martial Realm, knocked him away with one punch, and grabbed his sword again, is all this true?

Jiang Zilong felt like he was in a nightmare, trembling with fear and trembling.

Jiang Zilong held the sword in both hands, wanting to press down the blade and kill Xia Yu.

Just now, Jiang Zilong was still thinking about abolishing Xia Yu's arm and slowly humiliating Xia Yu, but now, Jiang Zilong doesn't have this leisure, he just wants to kill Xia Yu as soon as possible, end this battle, and get rid of the nightmare.

Jiang Zilong's murderous and flaming sword was pressed down little by little, and it was about to slash Xia Yu's shoulder. The disciples of the Blue Dragon Sect and the White Tiger Sect became excited, thinking to themselves, Senior Brother Jiang deserves to be ranked among the Proud Nine Dragons, and he is really powerful.

The disciples of the Vermilion Bird Sect and the Xuanwu Sect were full of sorrow, thinking to themselves that although Xia Yu had many experiences of defeating the strong with the weak, his cultivation was still too low after all, and it was difficult to parry in front of Jiang Zilong's absolute strength.

Jiang Zilong thought that he had the upper hand, smiled proudly, and said: "Boy, martial arts still depends on cultivation, you are a commodity of the Yuan Martial Realm, no matter how you jump, you are rubbish." ”

Xia Yu smiled contemptuously and said, "Do you think you have won the game?"

Jiang Zilong's sword blade was only a millimeter away from Xia Yu's shoulder, and with the sharpness of the sword in Jiang Zilong's hand, Xia Yu's shoulder could be cut off at once.

Jiang Zilong put on the posture of a victor, looked down at Xia Yu, and said, "So far, don't you still recognize the situation?"

"It's you who can't recognize the situation!"

Xia Yu's eyes suddenly widened, he screamed, his hands were forced, and there was a crisp sound, which made everyone's hearts tremble.

Xia Yu broke Jiang Zilong's sword into two at once, that's right, Xia Yu relied on his two hands to break Jiang Zilong's sword.

The sword broke in two, and the surging sword qi instantly dispersed. Jiang Zilong couldn't believe his eyes, and looked at the half-truncated sword in his hand in a daze.

Xia Yu was still holding a half-truncated sword in his hand, he swung the half-truncated sword, and slashed it straight at Jiang Zilong's throat.

In a panic, Jiang Zilong raised a hand to resist.

"Ahh

The heart-rending screams echoed between heaven and earth, Xia Yu drew out a broken sword and cut off half of Jiang Zilong's palm, except for his thumb, the other four fingers all fell to the ground, and blood fell down.

Jiang Zilong covered his broken palm, took a few steps back, and shouted at the disciples of the Blue Dragon Sect and the White Tiger Sect who were in a daze: "Kill him, kill him, kill him for me!"

The disciples of the Blue Dragon Sect and the White Tiger Sect together had hundreds of people, and they relied on the strength of the crowd, and they all carried their swords and stepped forward to besiege Xia Yu.

(End of chapter)