"Looking for death!" Chu Feng shouted, his body wrapped in a violent wind, and rushed towards Jiang Yuxuan. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The blood-red armor formed a red whirlwind, and Chu Fengyang's style was really wild and domineering, as if he was a brute bull, and he didn't use a spear, but instead his huge fist smashed into Jiang Yuxuan's head.

"It's a good time!" Jiang Yuxuan snorted, stepped forward, his body burned fiercely, his hair was flying, his eyes were full of surging battle intent, Jiang Yuxuan punched out and smashed at Chu Fengyang's fist.

Fists to fists, the two of them slammed their fists together, the void seemed to tremble for a moment, and then centered on Jiang Yuxuan and Chu Fengyang's feet, countless large cracks began to appear on the ground, spreading like spider webs.

Two forces rippled back through the bodies of the two, and their fists trembled.

Sure enough, Chu Fengyang was indeed the strength of the Quasi-Spirit Martial King, and the spiritual power in his body pressed Jiang Yuxuan's internal organs through his fists like a mountain and a tsunami.

Chu Fengyang is also quite an exception, through the fight, he already clearly knows that Jiang Yuxuan's strength is only in the middle stage of the spirit martial artist, judging purely from the spiritual power, it is just his own general ...... But I don't know what kind of exercises Jiang Yuxuan is cultivating, whether this kind of spiritual power is toughness or destructive power, it is not worse than his own spiritual power at all!

"Roar!" Chu Fengyang rose into the air in place, flew up and kicked directly at Jiang Yuxuan's chest, this move was powerful, and his legs swept through the void, leaving a misty phantom and a twisted strength.

Jiang Yuxuan withdrew his fists, blocked each other in front of his chest, and hardly withstood Chu Fengyang's kick, and the roar rippled.

In the distance, there are still many people who have the confidence to secretly judge the strength of the two, Chu Fengyang's performance is expected, but Jiang Yuxuan ...... Can a cream boy have such a wild and domineering side? It is worthy of the Jiang family's species, and it is still the blood of passion in his bones.

"It is worthy of the species of our Jiang family, and the fight is strong enough. The old marshal Jiang Zushan stroked his beard with satisfaction.

"We all underestimate the Jiang family!" said a middle-aged man dressed in brocade clothes with majestic facial features, this person was the emperor of the Tianlong Empire, and Long Shangtian, the mastermind of this competition.

"I thought that this Jiang Yuxuan would chant a few beautiful verses and brush up on a set of peerless swordsmanship, but I didn't expect to choose to go back to Chu Fengyang!" Princess Long Xiaoqing said in a low voice, there was surprise and loss in her tone, the surprise was that she didn't expect Jiang Yuxuan to have such a wild and domineering side, and the loss was ...... I didn't see Jiang Dashao's peerless writing again.

Chu Fengyang was also very surprised, because of his perennial battles, the characteristics of his exercises tended to be simple and rude, it can be said that even if he was a person whose strength realm was slightly stronger than him, he was often not his opponent when he faced it head-on, he didn't expect that Jiang Yuxuan's spiritual power was inferior to him, and his realm was not as good as him, but he resisted his attack with ease.

Many people feel that the two people in front of them are simply two brute beasts fighting, one is a tiger descending the mountain, and the other is a brute dragon going out to sea.

"Well, let's use the blade. After the two fought for more than a dozen moves, Chu Fengyang decided to fight quickly, if Jiang Yuxuan was asked to fight with him for thirty or fifty moves and then end the battle, then even if he won, he would be disgraced.

The blood-red spear bounced into Chu Fengyang's hand, and with a loud shout, Chu Fengyang raised the spear above his head, and then smashed it towards Jiang Yuxuan's head.

"Don't be frightened, watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, go and stay unintentionally, look at the clouds in the sky!" Jiang Yuxuan groaned, the pure yang sword in his hand waved, and his momentum appeared a hundred and eighty degree turn in an instant, before he was like a fierce general in a bloody battle, fierce and waveless, but now he is like a wise man who reads poetry and books, indifferent to nature, and has no intention of staying.

A seemingly slow movement, subtle to the slightest, dodged the spear in Chu Fengyang's hand without a single point, if it weren't for the hideous expression on Chu Fengyang's face, many people would have suspected that Chu Fengyang was deliberately cooperating with Jiang Yuxuan.

"Recite poetry, recite poetry......" There are good people clamoring, saying that since Jiang Dashao was in the limelight at the last princess Long Xiaoqing's birthday banquet, Tianlong City has been secretly rumored that he is a real talent, this duel with Chu Fengyang, many people think that it is still the one in Tianlong City who punched Nanshan Nursing Home and kicked Beihai Kindergarten, but there are also people like Princess Long Xiaoqing who hope that Jiang Dashao will chant a few more beautiful poems, and it would be better if he played a set of exquisite swordsmanship.

"Traveling to the north of Vietnam in the twilight!" Jiang Yuxuan shouted, his style changed again, and the body of the wise man who was not shocked was dreamy in the same place, and the whole figure was as bright and uncertain as a phantom.

"Look, I'm reciting poetry again, where is this Jiang family's eldest and youngest in Tianlong City? Obviously, he is a fairy character with both poetry and sword...... "Someone began to comment.

"That's it, that's it, this is the real number one talent in Tianlong City......"

Long Xiaoqing's eyes were full of brilliance: Jiang Yuxuan, as the young master of the Marshal's Mansion, was already noble, but now he has a noble identity, but he is dressed in white, handsome and scum;

Well, it's just handsome, but he still has both poetry and swords, and his writing is flying;

Well, it's just that the demeanor is flying, this person is still his fiancé who has a marriage contract...... Let's ask such a well-born, handsome, powerful, and brilliant lord, can that woman not be moved? Long Xiaoqing is a princess again, and that is also a woman......

"Long Xiaoqing is about to fall...... Miss Jiang noticed Long Xiaoqing's vision, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and she muttered in a low voice, "Although this girl is a little arrogant, she is the daughter-in-law of the Jiang family...... It's so-so!"

"Xuanzi's demeanor, tsk, just a little worse than me!" Xie Baokun touched his fat chin and said to himself, "Hey, under my earth-shattering ghost and god scheme, Chu Fengyang's muscular gada is finally going to be defeated at the hands of my brother, hey, why do you think I'm so smart?" It's just a pity that there is one less gentleman in Dragon City that can be stepped on in this day, lonely, the days of the wise man are lonely and defeated, boring, and the invincible days are as lonely as snow, I really want to be born three or five thousand years early, and compete with the Supreme God Emperor who shaped the pattern of the entire Yaoguang Continent......"

"You dead fat man, be careful if you are disgusting here, I will use your fat meat to boil oil!" Miss Jiang really can't stand the narcissism of this thing, is it true that self-confidence is proportional to weight?

Xie Baokun shivered directly, and muttered to himself in an invisible voice: Buddies don't know women in general, buddies don't know women in general......

The scene of the battle will not change because of Long Xiaoqing's swaying mind, nor will it change because of the narcissism of the fat man.

When Jiang Yuxuan's word just exited, his figure was still in place, but when a twilight word ended, Jiang Yuxuan had already arrived in front of Chu Fengyang, and the pure yang sword in his hand was just pierced in the opponent's heart.

This move doesn't have much gold content, all you want is to be fast enough, but it is precisely because it is fast enough, so it just conforms to the truth that the fire cloud evil god said that all martial arts in the world can be broken, but only fast is not broken.

Jiang Yuxuan's movements were too fast, and it was so fast that Chu Fengyang had a sneer on his face and confidence, but the sneer had not yet converged, and Jiang Yuxuan's sword had already arrived.

The Pure Yang Sword stabbed Chu Fengyang's heart, and in Chu Fengyang's stunned expression, the Pure Yang Sword stabbed on top of his armor.

"Good, good fight!" someone in the crowd responded.

With a roar, Chu Fengyang's body flew out upside down, and the blood in his mouth spilled out like money, and the armor on his body burst and was divided into four points, but the result was a surprise to many people.

"No wonder you're not dead!" Jiang Yuxuan looked at Chu Fengyang and teased, "It turns out that you are wearing a bra!"

Now Chu Fengyang's armor has flown away, but there is a package on his chest, if you look closely, it is obviously a bra style commonly used by women, and the divine light on this bra is restrained, it should be a piece of equipment refined by King Lingwu......

Jiang Yuxuan's Pure Yang Sword happened to slash at this just now, if it weren't for the blocking effect of this bra, Chu Fengyang would have died...... Of course, although Jiang Yuxuan's Pure Yang Sword did not break the protective effect of this bra, but the strength that followed was to perfectly expose this bra, Chu Fengyang was not dead, but the degree of shame was ...... It's almost like dead.

Many people laughed unscrupulously, bras, haha, this Chu Fengyang is also a peerless macho man in Tianlong City, and he actually has the habit of wearing a bra.

"Uh-huh!" An angry roar, like the roar of a wild beast, Chu Fengyang's eyes were blood-red, panting like a cow, a series of grid-like crosses actually appeared on his body, and a blood-colored bulge appeared on his forehead, and a series of slender fingertips grew out of his hands holding the gun at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye......

This is the scene that appears after the fusion of the spirit beast and the martial artist, according to the message that Xie Fatzi gave to Jiang Yuxuan, Chu Fengyang's spirit beast is a king-level spirit beast, worthy of adulthood, and the variety is a very rare pangolin, which is a very practical spirit beast that can increase the grid defense on the back and grow sharp nails on the hands......

"Sure enough, it's a king-level spirit beast!" Miss Jiang's beautiful eyes flickered, this was expected, although the situation was a bit grim.

"Damn, this spirit beast is really worthy of adulthood...... I thought it was a cub, but it's a big trouble now, how can Xuanzi deal with it?" Xie Baokun's mouth opened wide, and the confidence he had just strategized quickly disappeared, and he was restless and panicked after that.