Ye Xuan didn't move!

Facing the madness of hundreds of people, he has no fear, and even wants to laugh a little.

It can only be said that this group of people feel too good about themselves and are carried away by the rich rewards.

"Kunlun Great Avalanche!"

A punch was thrown, and the temperature plummeted.

A massive amount of pure yin erupted thinly, like a black flood destroying the world.

The surging power shook the void, and the cold of despair enveloped people's hearts.

The black yin qi rioted, like a hundred lions roaring, roaring and breaking the stream, and thousands of horses galloping, and war trampling.

The power of a punch swept in all directions, and the North Pole magnet on the ground was shattered, if it weren't for the protection of the formation, it might turn into powder.

This was the first time Ye Xuan had used the Kunlun Fist after he opened the seal, and the power was terrifying to the extreme, and the masters who were close to him were directly torn to minced meat. Those who are far away are shocked and fly out, and the yin qi enters the body, injuring the five internal organs.

There were only a few people in the audience, blocking this move!

Luo Xi looked around, his face full of horror and consternation:

"The combined force of more than 100 people was actually killed by you with one punch! Could it be that you have been promoted to the Seventh Heaven!"

"You think too much! Martial Arts Grandmaster punches down, you all have to die, I can't compare!"

Ye Xuan took a few steps forward, picked up the seriously injured Hou Senjun, and injected him with a ray of yang qi to treat the injury.

Hou Senjun smiled heartily:

"Thank you, Ye Xuan, for being willing to save my life! I'm sorry, Ye Xuan, I didn't tell the truth at that time!"

"There's no need to apologize, everyone has their own difficulties, I understand!"

Ye Xuan smiled kindly, without the intention of pursuing it.

Lin Zhiyin said with a smile: "Why don't you thank me! I lost the red sand gourd for you, and then I worked in Sanshamen to pay off the debt." Although the salary will not be too high, no one will bully you in the future!"

"Thank you for ......"

Hou Senjun's eyes were moist, and he was choked and speechless.

Ye Xuan patted him on the shoulder and turned to look at the end of the road to relieve the troops.

Luo Xi looked frightened and desperately fled from this side, and the punch just now instantly crushed his self-confidence and supremeness.

Just like King Ye crushed Ye Xuan, Ye Xuan can also crush this group of native chickens and dogs, this is a qualitative gap, and it is a desperate level suppression.

"Prince Huoluo, what about your royal pride!

Ye Xuan smiled playfully!

With both feet on the ground, the great force exploded, and the magnet floor cracked like a spider's web.

Ye Xuan was like a cannonball, with an astonishing speed, piercing through the air, spanning ten meters in one step, and approaching Luo Xi in a few leaps.

"Kunlun Lonely Peak!"

A punch pierced the air, and the yin qi condensed into a mang.

The fist is like a peak, the momentum is like a mountain, slashing the continuous snow-capped mountains, pointing directly to the sky.

Before the move arrived, the terrifying will came, a pure will that would not break through the heavens and the sky, which made people's hearts tremble.

Luo Xi looked back, his frightened soul was not possessed, his liver and gallbladder were broken, and he didn't even have the courage to draw a knife!

Before the horror of death, no one can do it without changing his complexion!

Moment of truth!

An ink shovel crosses the sky.

The mace is three feet long, dark and dull, with four edges and eight sections, covered with small runes, and straight lines that crisscross horizontally and vertically, which has a simple beauty! At the same time, it exudes an ancient charm, as if it is an antique that has gone through vicissitudes.

The material of the ink mace is peculiar, not gold or stone, not wood or jade, and with a power of ink.

This power is extremely peculiar, revealing a peaceful and gentle temperament, Ye Xuan's pure fist intent is dissolved, and the pure yin qi is even more dissipated and invisible.

After Mo Gong dissolved the Kunlun Fist, the remaining momentum did not decrease, and it was directly drawn into Ye Xuan's chest.

Bang!

Ye Xuan flew out seven or eight meters upside down and fell heavily to the ground.

Lin Zhiyin's mouth opened wide, and he was surprised to swallow an egg.

After she got along for a few days, she deeply understood Ye Xuan's terrifying power, no matter how strong the enemy was, it was all solved with one move, and even the king-level powerhouse couldn't do anything about him.

And now, he was actually whipped out by someone, how terrifying this enemy is!

Luo Xi was overjoyed when he saw the visitor:

"Miss Mo, you came too soon, I thought I was dead!"

"Don't worry, I have a deal with your father, and I won't let you die!"

A voice as crisp as a yellow oriole sounded.

The person holding the ink mace was a woman wearing an ink suit, her face covered with a black veil, and a gold ink fountain hung from her waist.

"Ahem!"

Ye Xuan clutched his chest and coughed dryly:

"It was so hard that it almost broke my ribs!"

"Each other, I thought this trick could suck you out!"

The mysterious woman held the ink mace, her eyes cold and arrogant.

Ye Xuan stared at the ink-colored power and said in surprise:

"What kind of strange power is this, dissolving the will and annihilating the vitality, but it is similar to the power of the fallen!"

The mysterious woman scoffed and said, "Hehe, how can the power of depravity be compared to the power of non-attack!"

Ye Xuan was greatly surprised: "The power of non-attack, isn't that the power of Momen! It is claimed to be the power of the Holy Dao that can defuse all offensives and calm all kinds of vitality! In this way, the ink mace in your hand should only be used by the Holy Son of Momen, Yi Gong!"

The mysterious woman's cold eyes lit up, and she said with a smile: "Little Sword God, you still have some eyesight, and you can know my Momen treasure!"

Ye Xuan was puzzled: "Strange, it stands to reason that the Momen has been extinct for more than a thousand years, how can there be a successor!"

"Won't there be now! I am the Holy Son of Momen, kill you first, and then defeat the Holy Son of the Six Holy Lands. I will revive the glory of Momen, and let the whole world know the idea of non-aggression and love!"

The mysterious woman held an ink mace, and her eyes flashed with determination.

Ye Xuan laughed when he heard it:

"I remember, you are not the Holy Son of Momen at all, but the orphan of Momen!"

"Although Momen is dead, but the ancestral land is still there, and every hundred years will erupt the inheritance, creating an orphan! They are all like you, holding Yi Gong in their hands, in a vain attempt to restore the glory of Momen, but it is a pity that their heads are beaten by reality!"

The mysterious woman was furious and said bluntly:

"In today's society, the order has changed greatly, everyone is equal, and the republic is rising, it is the best time for me to rise in Momen, and I will definitely fulfill this long-cherished wish for a thousand years!"

"Hey, empty determination, low strength, typical eye and high hand!"

Ye Xuan casually pulled out a handful of divine weapons.

This was left by the master who besieged him before, and it should have been demagnetized in the Arctic Nine Turning Yuan Magnetic God Furnace, so it could be used on the way to relieve the troops.

The mysterious woman's silver teeth clenched, and she said angrily:

"Don't be ashamed, look at it!"

This woman is slender, but she has divine powers.

The method is wide open and closed, simple and upright, revealing a terrifying royal road atmosphere, obviously a heaven-level martial art.

Jingle Bell!

A few hard fights!

Ye Xuan was obviously below, and the people who were killed were retreating!

First, the weapons are not as good as others, and the second is that the martial arts realm is only four heavens, and the strength is not good, and it is very difficult to bump the weapons.

"Little Sword God, is that your strength!

The mysterious woman chases after the victory!

With a flick of his wrist, Yi Gong actually cracked and unraveled, popping out the blade.

She also changed her heavy offensive, her sword was light and agile, and her trajectory was weird, which was unguardable.

The ensuing battle is a one-man performance, the ink mace splits and changes, sometimes into a knife, sometimes into a gun, sometimes into a whip...... The moves are even more varied and dazzling!

Shrine!

What is a holy place?

Sacred land, create a precedent, achieve the highest!

The reason why Momen is a holy place is because it created the magic of the machine.

This is a weapon with a very different system of divine weapons, composed of multiple parts, linked by runes, and freely changing form according to the user's will.

Yi Gong is the master of the technique, equivalent to a ten-generation divine soldier, although it cannot manifest the vision, but the moves are endlessly varied, and even reveal a supreme sword charm, everything changes, everything is a sword!

"Wonderful! you should be using the Momen Heavenly Rank Martial Technique "Ten Perfect Martial Arts", with Yi Gong, breaking the nature of the weapon, so that the swordsmanship in the palm of the hand can exert the power of the outer heaven swordsmanship!"

Ye Xuan praised it and praised it without hesitation.

The mysterious woman was quite proud.

However, Ye Xuan changed his words and shook his head:

"Good weapons, good martial arts! It's a pity that the users are not very good. ”

"Momen was born in ancient times, under the strict hierarchical feudal autocracy, the Mohist giants went against the trend and shouted the philosophy of non-aggression and love, wanting to create a world where everyone is equal and loving. What a great courage, such a great determination, almost as great as the Buddha!"

"The Ten Perfect Martial Arts" is said to have been created by the first generation of Mozi, and it contains the will of the Holy Dao. Those who love themselves are crippled and selfish, those who love others are perfect and selfless, and those who love the world are perfect and holy!"

"Your will is too fragile, let alone love the world, you can't even love others, let alone revive Momen!

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