Chapter Eighty-Three: Yellow-level Technique
Ye Xing just raised his hand casually, but Lu Weisheng's punch was almost full force, he wanted to solve it quickly and deal with Ye Xing, so that he could take the three violet grasses in the garden for himself. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
The momentum of this punch was very great, Ye Xing raised his hand in one gear, and he didn't raise much anger at all, and was suddenly shocked back two steps.
Lu Weisheng was slightly stunned, he originally thought that his punch was enough to knock Ye Xing to the ground, once Ye Xing fell to the ground, he would be able to end Ye Xing's life.
However, he didn't expect that Ye Xing actually blocked his punch, just took two steps back, it seems that this Ye Xing must at least have the cultivation of the early stage of the yellow level, no wonder Luo Lin is not his opponent!
According to the cultivation level of ordinary people, at most, they stayed at the bottom of the Qi Condensation Period, and Luo Lin was already relatively good, and his cultivation had reached the eighth level of the Qi Condensation Period.
This is definitely an existence that stands out from the crowd in the ordinary population, but in the eyes of the Guwu clan, this cultivation is nothing, so when Luo Lin found Lu Weisheng, Lu Weisheng didn't care much at all.
Cultivating ancient martial arts, after entering the yellow level from condensation to condensation, it is definitely another level, and it can do some things that ordinary people can't do, and it is more and more difficult to cultivate if you go up the cultivation, and there are fewer people who can reach that realm, but the higher the realm, the stronger the incredible ability that can be displayed.
Lu Weisheng originally listened to Luo Lin's meaning, Ye Xing was just a student of the tenth middle school, and he didn't have any background, plus Ye Xing didn't even know the Baji Sect, maybe he was an outer disciple of that small sect, but he didn't expect that this Ye Xing also had a cultivation level above the yellow level.
However, Lu Weisheng is completely fearless, what about the yellow-level cultivation, not to mention that he himself is the peak of the yellow level, and he is also a disciple of the eighth-level sect, which is comparable to the average yellow-level martial artist.
"I didn't expect Lao Tzu to underestimate you!" Lu Weisheng snorted coldly, and then punched Ye Xing's face with a swift punch.
Ye Xing frowned slightly, according to his understanding of the ancient martial arts clan in his memory, a yellow-level martial artist should almost have a second-level Qi refining cultivation, but Lu Weisheng in front of him, his attack method was very monotonous, and there were many loopholes, I am afraid that any cultivator in the Firmament Continent who is a second-level Qi refining cultivator will be more powerful than him.
was too lazy to entangle with Lu Weisheng, and Ye Xing did not avoid this punch, and directly hit it with a simple and rude punch.
The two fists hit together, and this time Lu Weisheng was shocked back by Ye Xing by five or six steps, and looked at Ye Xing with a surprised expression.
In the contest of strength, he actually lost?!
Lu Weisheng had to look at Ye Xing again, in his opinion, Ye Xing was at most an ancient martial artist in the early stage of the yellow level, how could he have such great power!
Lu Weisheng didn't know that Ye Xing, as a cultivator, usually had the spiritual power in his body in a restrained state, and only people who used his divine sense or cultivation to be several grades higher than Ye Xing could see Ye Xing's cultivation, otherwise unless Ye Xing did his best to exert his strength, others would not be able to feel his true cultivation at all.
Knowing that Ye Xing was much stronger than he imagined, Lu Weisheng didn't dare to be careless, he dodged and rushed over, and launched an attack on Ye Xing's lower plate one after another, and his kung fu was not bad at all, and he quickly slashed towards the top of Ye Xing's head.
Lu Weisheng attacked quickly, Ye Xing's reaction was faster, and it was directly a series of rapid counterattacks, avoiding Lu Weisheng's kick at close range, blocking Lu Weisheng's hand knife with one palm, grabbing Lu Weisheng's arm, and twisting Lu Weisheng's arm at a strange angle.
Lu Weisheng is also an ancient martial artist at the peak of the yellow level, and he naturally has a lot of actual combat experience, where would he let Ye Xing break his arm like this, and with a leg sweep, he wanted to force Ye Xing to dodge and retreat, and after opening up the distance, Ye Xing naturally had to let go of his arm.
In fact, in terms of combat experience, ten Lu Weisheng are not inferior to Ye Xing. The killing of the Firmament Continent was simply not something that ordinary people could imagine. Ye Xing knew what he wanted to do when he saw Lu Weisheng's movements, and directly locked Lu Weisheng's arm with both hands at a faster speed, bent down, and directly smashed Lu Weisheng's back to the ground, and at the same time, taking advantage of the moment when Lu Weisheng lost his balance and was unable to react, he found a tricky angle and broke Lu Weisheng's left arm at once.
"Ahh It's just that under the shield of Ye Xing's divine sense, his shout did not spread.
"Ye Xing, you are looking for death!" Lu Weisheng slapped the ground with his right arm, and the whole person jumped up at once.
"Do you know me?" Ye Xing was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that this disciple of the Eight Poles Sect could call out his name, this was obviously knowing him, could it be that this person had something to do with the things that chased and killed his father back then, and now he found him, so he came to assassinate him?
Thinking of this, Ye Xing had a murderous intent, thinking that if someone hadn't secretly seriously injured his father, their family would not have been separated, and their father would not have ended up like this.
Although these things are the memories of the original Ye Xing, and they don't actually have much to do with him, but Ye Xing has already said when he just crossed over to the earth, from now on, he will be Ye Xing on the earth, Ye Xing's debt is his debt, and Ye Xing's hatred is his hatred!
Taking advantage of Ye Xing's stunned moment, Lu Weisheng suddenly took out two pills from his waist and spit them out.
With the two pills going down, Lu Weisheng's originally disordered momentum calmed down a lot at once, and the arm that was broken by Ye Xing seemed to have recovered a little.
At the same time, Lu Weisheng rushed towards Ye Xing again, completely different from before, this time Lu Weisheng punched out, and six or seven fist shadows appeared around, as if six or seven fists were hitting Ye Xing at the same time, all of them hit the vital point.
"Yellow-level technique, Remnant Fist!"
With Lu Weisheng's roar, the six fist shadows all hit Ye Xing's body, but Lu Weisheng's real fist was held by Ye Xing in his hand.
"How, how is it possible!" Lu Weisheng looked at Ye Xing with a shocked expression, his afterimage fist was real and real, even if he was a Xuan-level master, there was no way to see which one was real at once, how could this Ye Xing directly break his move.
In fact, this kind of afterimage fist technique is completely imaginary under Ye Xing's divine sense, as long as Ye Xing sweeps it with his divine sense, he will know that the punch is real.
Holding Lu Weisheng's fist, Ye Xing exerted his strength, and the sound of bone cracking suddenly came to mind.
"Ahh