After all the assessments were over, before everyone could recover from the speculation of that "ruthless man", the news that Ye Wushuang disrespected his elders and was punished to the fierce demon cave quickly spread among the disciples. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When they learned that Ye Wushuang slapped Deacon Chen in order to enter the fierce demon cave that everyone avoided, everyone was stunned and couldn't react.

Could it be that Ye Wushuang is stupid?

This is the unanimous idea of everyone, after all, the fierce demon cave is terrible, and the body is not daring to enter, Ye Wushuang is good, if you have to enter it, what is it if you are not stupid?

Of course, everyone also admired Ye Wushuang's bravery, and dared to directly slap Deacon Chen in front of him.

"I heard that half of Deacon Chen's face was swollen directly, and Ye Wushuang is also ruthless enough, why didn't he feel it before!" muttered a disciple with a quenching sixfold body.

"It's not!" The other disciple next to him seemed to know something, and lowered his voice and said, "I saw with my own eyes that Deacon Chen had a huge five-claw blood mark on half of his face, and I heard that the four-grade elixir has not subsided!"

"Damn! Ye Wushuang is so violent, he can have a fight with that mysterious "ruthless man"!" The six-fold disciple of the quenched body was speechless.

"However, with Deacon Chen's character of retribution, Ye Wushuang is estimated to be finished!"

The two of them muttered and discussed, but they didn't see Chen Kun walking next to him, with a gloomy dripping face.

Chen Kun was about to step forward to teach the two of them a good lesson, but the hot pain on his face made him cover his face and walk away secretly.

A deacon in the Cyclone Realm was slapped by a disciple, and it's not a joke to go out!

And at this time, in a wooden house at the foot of the mountain.

Ye Wushuang took out the scroll he got from the assessment.

This scroll recorded a four-rank combat technique, with powerful power, which was exactly what Ye Wushuang desperately needed.

This four-grade combat skill, called Fighting Eight Kills, is created by simulating the combat method of the violent ape, with a total of eight kills, one kill is stronger than one kill, and the cumulative eight kills can increase the combat power by eight times, and obtain the power of the violent ape.

Moreover, to Ye Wushuang's delight, this combat skill has both the agility of a violent ape and the domineering of a violent ape.

"Nice combat skills, just right for me!"

After carefully looking at the cultivation method of fighting and eight killings, Ye Wushuang's eyes were clear, and he couldn't bear it.

Thinking back to the cultivation method of fighting and killing eight kills, I saw Ye Wushuang's figure flashing in the small courtyard, if you look closely, you will find that his movements are seventy percent similar to those when the violent ape attacked.

It's just that seventy percent of the people who created the Eight Kills of Fighting were not limited to the violent ape, but were slightly changed.

Fighting is the attack method of the violent ape, and the word "kill" covers the attack essentials of the major vital points of the human body.

Therefore, fighting and killing eight kills is the art of killing!

Drink!

After cultivating over and over again, Ye Wushuang's qi and blood were flourishing, his arms gradually swelled, and the green muscles were swirling, which seemed to be powerful and powerful, and there were many mysteries hidden in the big opening and closing.

Roar!

A punch was thrown, and there was a faint sound of a violent ape's roar, and a kill was completed!

Go on!

Go on!

One Kill!

Two kills!

Triple kill!

Ye Wushuang was heartily immersed in the eight kills of the fight, one hour, two hours, punch after punch, and four punches in a row before stopping.

And with each punch he struck, his arms and fists would skyrocket by one point, accompanied by four blood-red qi bolts attached to his fists.

This is the qi and blood killing energy condensed by cultivating the eight killings of the battle!

Of course, even Ye Wushuang didn't notice that a huge phantom of a violent ape loomed behind him, looking very cold and domineering!

The fourth kill of the fight!

Ye Wushuang was not satisfied with this kind of cultivation effect, and continued to cultivate until late at night, when everyone was asleep, and in the small courtyard at the foot of the mountain, one after another cheers could be heard!

Hang on!

Hang on!

Ye Wushuang kept warning himself that in the previous three years, he had not improved, and others had already surpassed him a lot.

In order to shorten this gap, he had to keep cultivating to catch up with them!

Airplanes!

Roar!

There was a burst of air roar, and sometimes a roar of a violent ape sounded in the night sky.

This kind of movement lasted until dawn the next day!

The fifth kill in the fight!

This was the result of a night's cultivation, and he finally succeeded in cultivating the fifth kill.

When the fighting eight kills encountered the back, it became more and more difficult to cultivate, Ye Wushuang felt that if he continued to cultivate like this, there would be no effect, only through continuous combat training, and then break through.

In the early hours of the morning, the disciples of the outer gate began another busy day.

While Ye Wushuang was cultivating hard to fight and kill, two people also came outside the courtyard.

Among them, one is a middle-aged man in a blue shirt, with a strong momentum, and the other is a girl in purple, pretty and cute, with a bit of timidity on her face that she is about to face some wild beast!

Both of them looked at Ye Wushuang who was boxing in the courtyard, among them, the middle-aged man's eyes lit up, he looked quietly for a while, and did not go in.

Suddenly.

When the girl next to her did not react, the middle-aged man's gaze shrank suddenly, and he stepped over the fence and stepped into the courtyard, raising his palm lightly, bursting out with a terrifying might, and attacking Ye Wushuang with one palm.

Ye Wushuang, who was immersed in the eight kills of the battle, suddenly felt a threat coming from behind him, and immediately turned around and attacked him with a punch.

Boom!

The fierce fist collided with the palm of the hand, and the moment it collided, there was a slight popping sound, and the air was chaotic with the breath generated by the impact.

Ye Wushuang suddenly felt an extremely surging energy, pouring out from the palm of the middle-aged man, like a stormy wave crashing into his body.

What a terrifying power!

Ye Wushuang was shocked in his heart, the vastness of this power was beyond his imagination!

However, his body did not stop at all, the fighting eight kills were not only powerful attacks, but also very agile, with the help of that huge force, Ye Wuwei took a few steps back, and swept up like a violent ape.

Eight kills!

Before the middle-aged man could attack forward, with a cold drink, Ye Wushuang had a violent ape phantom attached to his back, and he took the initiative to attack and kill.

One kill, two kills, three kills......!

In a few bounces, the afterimage flashed, hitting five kills in a row, and the Dao Dao fist shadow flickered in the void, and it crashed towards the middle-aged man.

Rumble!

The middle-aged man's momentum rose again, and his palm was attached to blue true qi, colliding with Ye Wushuang's fist.

Bang!

Once again, the fist and palm clashed, and they held each other.

At this second, there was a trace of surprise on the middle-aged man's face, the power he used, but the true qi that was difficult to grasp in the quenching realm!

This kind of true qi is countless times stronger than the power of the physical body of the quenching realm, and generally only the ten-fold true realm of the quenching body can be qualified to contact, and once it is mastered, the strength will enter another level.

He was a master of the Cyclone Realm, and he used True Qi, but he was actually blocked by a guy with a six-fold quenching body, he had to be surprised!

However, for these, Ye Wushuang is not clear.

His only thought now is to repel this guy who is a threat to him!

Give me back!

Ye Wushuang burst into tears again, his sideburns flying, his arms and fists swelled as thick as ape arms, and he smashed forward violently.

Boom!

The middle-aged man was shocked back more than a dozen steps at once, and a deep footprint appeared on the ground.

How can it be?

The middle-aged man was surprised, and there was a little more shock, and he actually repelled a cyclone realm.

Ye Wushuang also withdrew his tyrannical aura, looking at his fist, a color of information erupted in his eyes, fighting eight kills, and the fifth kill alone had such a great explosive power, which surprised Ye Wushuang.

"Good boy!"

The middle-aged man came back to his senses, suppressed the shock in his heart, laughed, and walked towards Ye Wushuang, "What you just performed should be a combat skill, right?"

Well!

Ye Wushuang looked up, and while looking at the middle-aged man, he nodded.

Immediately, he turned to the girl who walked in outside the courtyard, and was slightly stunned, isn't this girl the girl who was in the main hall before, and was so frightened that she hid?

It seems that this girl is still afraid of herself?

Why?

Ye Wushuang couldn't figure it out.

"I'll just say it!" The middle-aged man also smiled: "You should have been practicing this combat skill for a while!"

"Why do you say that?"

After Ye Wushuang's gaze was withdrawn from the girl, he asked suspiciously.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man explained: "The explosive power just now is not something that can be practiced in a day or two, it should be hard work!"

Not a day or two?

Ye Wushuang was stunned, didn't he just spend a day and night.

"Isn't it?"

The middle-aged man laughed and joked, "You won't be cultivated in a day, right?"

"I said yes, do you believe it?" Ye Wushuang smiled faintly and did not explain.

"You kid is really joking!" The middle-aged man laughed, but he didn't believe in his heart, if he cultivated a combat skill in one day to the point that he was embarrassed, there would be such a demonic person?

He ...... He really only practiced for one day!"

The middle-aged man's voice fell, and a weak voice rang out.

The owner of this voice is none other than Yang Qing'er.

Yang Qing'er couldn't laugh, because she was too familiar with this combat skill that Ye Wushuang cultivated, and it was the fourth-grade combat skill that her Senior Sister Di Qingxue used as an assessment reward.

This combat skill, she had also heard Di Qingxue say before, it was difficult to cultivate!

Unexpectedly, Ye Wushuang's cultivation was successful, and it was one day!