Now.

Su Yang is like a god help.

The warm currents that suddenly poured in from top to bottom of his body were more like strong torrents, constantly scurrying in his body.

This is the first time this has happened.

In the past, even if Su Yang faced those opponents who were stronger than him, there would be more or less these warm currents gushing out.

But it's the first time it's so exaggerated!

In the blink of an eye, Cheng Wuyue's fist had already come to his eyes.

The blue light is shining.

Cheng Wuyue's flushed face was like a soul-seeking ghost at the moment, with a hideous face, and he punched at Su Yang's face.

Bang!

The hedge between fists and fists instantly detonated the air around them.

A thick tree, as if it was destroyed and decayed, was inferred by the air waves, and exploded countless flying debris.

In the next moment, the figures of the two flew out like rag bags and rolled straight to the side.

Su Yang rolled on the spot, his gaze falling on his right fist.

The tiger's mouth cracked, and the entire hand bone was twisted and deformed due to the force of the hedge.

Tick –

Wisps of blood dripped down the palms of his hands and smashed to the ground.

But even if he was seriously injured, Su Yang didn't feel pain and weakness at this moment, but even more courageous momentum.

Compared with Su Yang's blood, Cheng Wuyue's face was blue and yellow at the moment.

He held his heart, his palms trembling, his expression twisted.

A punch against not only did not end up with any benefit, but instead made the qi and blood in his body reversed, and his internal organs seemed to be disrupted, and he was full of colic.

Immediately, a fierce flash flashed in his eyes, and he said to Yan Mao beside him.

"Brother Yan help me!"

As he said this, he had already taken out a healing elixir from the ring and put it in his mouth.

Seeing Cheng Wuyue's appearance, Yan Mao's brows couldn't help jumping wildly.

A kid who didn't cultivate, relying only on brute force, punched a master of the Three Flowers Realm and seriously injured him?

Who will believe this?

But the facts in front of him made him have to believe it.

He couldn't help but re-examine Su Yang.

Judging from his appearance alone, although the wild boy in front of him looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, his small face was handsome.

But the muscles all over the body bulged and rolled into lumps.

It's not a good match for his age at all.

On the contrary, he is more like a reckless man who carries goods at the dock all year round.

It is undeniable that this wild boy is extremely talented, and he has such divine power at a young age, which can be regarded as a good seedling.

In time, he will definitely be able to become a strong man!

Yan Mao sighed in his heart, paused, and said.

"Although I can't bear to be a genius, it's true that you killed Cheng Yuan, Cheng Yuan is the beloved son of the head of the Cheng family, and even I can't protect you. ”

With that, he slapped his palms, and three bewitching blue blue flowers appeared out of thin air on the top of his head, blooming with brilliance.

The next moment, Yan Mao drew his sword and pointed at Su Yang from afar.

"Ling Xiao Sword Qi!"

A trace of blue color rose at the tip of his sword, and it pierced out blindly.

Seeing this, Su Yang's heart was shocked.

This old guy came up with this kind of long-distance sword move, and he didn't attack directly with his fists like Cheng Wuyue.

Obviously, the other side is well aware of their weaknesses.

Su Yang scolded secretly.

At this time, he can't do anything else.

He bent his knees and was about to shoot to meet him, but at this moment, a rough and heroic voice suddenly exploded from the side.

"Broken!"

At the same time, a huge fist shadow followed, directly meeting the azure sword qi.

Bang!

With just one face, the sword qi made the fist shadow melt and evaporate on the spot, dissipating invisibly.

The fist shadow was extremely fast, and in a short time, it struck the stone wall several meters away, blasting out cracks like spider webs.

"You two old guys, join forces to bully a junior, aren't you afraid of making people laugh when you spread it?"

In the forest, a tall figure walked slowly.

The crowd looked at each other.

Yan Mao's face immediately turned blue, and he grabbed the corner of Cheng Wuyue's clothes and retreated a few steps back.

Then he hurriedly looked up and scanned all directions.

Immediately, he exclaimed.

"Oh no! This is the territory of the Xianbei tribe!"

Cheng Wuyue was originally in pranayama, but was caught by Yan Mao, and immediately bared her teeth in pain, and was about to get angry, but Yan Mao was suffocated by a word.

"We chased all the way, forgot the direction, and didn't expect to cross the border!"

Yan Mao, who realized it later, his entire back was instantly wet with sweat, and his face was even more cramped and uneasy.

The Xianbei clan has always been inseparable from the Great Yan Dynasty.

The two countries are like fire and water, often fighting each other.

The Border Forest was originally a neutral area, where anyone could hunt and gather.

But just fifteen years ago, the Xianbei tribe suddenly issued a strict order to divide the border forest and divide each territory.

Since then, the border forest has suddenly become the main battlefield of the war between the two countries.

At one point, blood soaked the woodland.

Although we are now in the Cold War period, the hatred between the two countries is deep-rooted, and anyone who appears on each other's territory will be hit by the other side's thunder.

Cheng Wuyue and Yan Mao's faces were hard to see.

And Su Yang was confused.

He looked at the visitor and looked at it.

The person who came was a sturdy man with a bamboo basket on his back, looking no different from an ordinary woodcutter.

But Su Yang is clear.

The shadow of the fist just now, not to mention the strength, just the momentum, it seems to be able to shatter the mountains and rivers with one punch, and it is terrifying.

"Thank you seniors for saving me!"

Su Yang raised his hand and wanted to clasp his fist to salute, but found that his right fist had been twisted and deformed, so he had to bow his head slightly and say respectfully.

The woodcutter glanced at Su Yang, and a hint of discoloration flashed in his eyes.

Turning his head to look at Cheng Wuyue and the two, his eyes were cold.

"What's the matter? Not going to get out, and you're going to stay for dinner?"

Yan Mao's face softened slightly, pointed at Su Yang, and said coldly.

"This matter has nothing to do with your Xianbei clan, when I kill this son, we will leave on our own. ”

"Yes!"

The woodcutter laughed loudly, put down the bamboo basket he was carrying on his back, and clenched his fist and gurgled it.

"But I have one condition, I'll kill you before you kill him, how about it, it should be fine, right?"

"You're ......!"

Cheng Wuyue's heart suddenly became depressed, and the fierce qi and blood in her heart went up, gushing out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Seeing this, Yan Mao's breath condensed, and he hurriedly reached out and pointed at several acupuncture points of Cheng Wuyue, which stopped the injury.

Turning around, he looked at Su Yang.

If he is allowed to survive today, it will inevitably be a big hidden danger in the future.

"This is my clan's business, do you want to let the war between the two countries start again?" Yan Mao said.

"Forcing Lailai, forcing Lailai, what kind of hair are you? Teaching Lao Tzu to do things?!"

The woodcutter's cheeks twitched, as if he was furious.

Without saying a word, the palms were combined and patted.

When he ascended, three dark blue lotus flowers appeared above his head, and behind the lotus flowers, a silver moon appeared, which seemed to be shining with a little starlight.

Yan Mao's pupils shrank.

"Circle God Realm!"