Yu Ruyi left with hatred, and the cold-faced snow fox Feng Ying glanced at Ling Zifeng deeply, and finally turned around and left without saying anything. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

And when they leave, it means that those people and horses of the Nine Shadows Palace hidden in the shadows will also evacuate. This can't help but make an uproar in the Yu family's camp, without the Yu Ruyi suppression array, the Yu family's side will face the combat power of Yanjiazhuang and Fengyulou alone.

Although the Yu family still has the help of the Wang and Yun families, if they really want to work hard, they can also have a fight, but this Li Tianhao is still there, no one on their side is his opponent at all, even if it is a few old people of the previous generation, I am afraid that they can only fight with him if they join forces.

If that's the case, it's just that, the question is where there is a bloody waiter Ling Zifeng with unknown intentions, but Ling Mengran's words are clear, Ling Zifeng is the son of Xiaoyao, the director of Fengyu Building.

Although Ling Zifeng and the Yan family are not blood relatives, they are still somewhat related, God knows if he will suddenly help when the time comes, such a situation is tantamount to making matters worse for the Yu family.

"Yan Jiuming, if you are still a brother's man, today the two of us will face off to the death and settle grievances, how about it. ”

Yu Yangong's face collapsed into a pig's liver color, for the sake of family inheritance, he had to take a step back, facing a Li Tianhao, a Ling Zifeng who was unknown in Calais, he didn't dare to take the fate of the three families as child's play.

This life-and-death duel itself is a big gamble, and the winning rate of both sides is in the number of five or five, so this bet is not only fate, but also luck.

But now the situation is different, if he still makes a strong move, it will undoubtedly push the three families into the fire pit, without Yu Ruyi and Feng Ying in charge, let alone win, whether they can keep the inheritance of the incense is a problem.

"Okay,"

"If you want to die, how can I refuse!"

Yan Jiuming roared angrily, and stepped out without fear, even if the wind and rain building had to be withdrawn from the wall to watch, the grievances between the two families of Yan Yu must also be resolved.

Both of them were full of hatred, and as soon as this statement came out, it was just what they wanted, and the long sword shot together without any drag.

Both of them are good at making swords, and their skills are equal, they have fought in secret over the years, and now they are fighting openly and fiercely, which is also the first time in the world, both sides are fierce and murderous.

Yan Jiuming's body moved, and he instantly crossed three zhang away, and the giant sword in his hand had already slashed down with the momentum of splitting mountains and rocks, clean and neat, and the power was amazing.

Yu Yangong snorted coldly, rushed head-on, and started with a backhand long sword, the blade flashed with cold light, and he was fearless with one foot!

roared angrily, the long sword was raised, and a move was draped in the stars and the moon to meet the sky!

Bite!

The weapons collided, and sparks flew in all directions, making a piercing tremor.

Yan Jiuming didn't get any benefit with one move, he turned over in the air and twisted his waist, and slashed down with a sword again!

Yu Yan screamed, the sword scabbard in his left hand protected his body, and the long sword in his right hand stabbed out like lightning in an instant, slashing at Yan Jiuming's lower plate.

Yan Jiuming had no choice but to change his move halfway, and the giant sword in his hand swung continuously, defusing Yu Yangong's attack, and took a few steps back and looked at the other party cautiously.

"Over the years, you still haven't made any progress!"

Yu Yangong sneered.

"Humph!"

"How clever are you better than me?"

Yan Jiuming snorted coldly and replied sarcastically.

The two of them each sneered, glaring at each other angrily, obviously neither of them convincing the other.

"There is a kind of let's throw away the weapon and divide the victory with this pair of fleshy palms. ”

Yan Jiuming stuck the giant sword on the ground, if both of them used weapons, I am afraid that they would not be able to tell the winner until dark.

After all, the skills between them are equal, unless the flesh and palm fight, otherwise it may not be possible to say who wins and who loses in the end, at most, the two of them lose their strength at the same time and fight a tie.

Good

Yu Yangong did not object, except for swordsmanship, his kung fu is not bad, not to mention the one-handed cloud palm, at least it can be regarded as entering the house, and the general masters of the rivers and lakes may not be able to get benefits in his hands.

And Yan Jiuming has eighteen hands in one hand, although he is extremely fierce, but Yu Yangong takes a feminine path, and he may not lose to him, as the so-called overcoming rigidity with softness and controlling yang with yin, this is where his confidence lies.

Yan Jiuming still made the first move, anyway, for so many years, he had already figured out that Yu Yangong's cultivation was a feminine way, and he would never be the first to make a move, which always made him despise.

Fulong's eighteen hands, really like the power of Fulong, fists and fists, vigorous, under the big opening and closing, where the strong wind goes, flying sand and stones are not majestic, so that the onlookers are enthusiastic.

Hum!

It's all flowers,

Yu Yangong sneered in his heart, even if you capture the sky, what's the use, if you can't beat the enemy, it's in vain.

But thinking about it like this, this Fulong hand is not bragging, if he really wants to be punched, he will also fall off a layer of skin.

"Overwhelming!"

Yu Yangong snorted softly, his hands were led by one another, and his soft energy deflected Yan Jiuming's attack by half a point, he didn't dare to let Yan Jiuming tremble closely, it was tantamount to looking for death.

If he is close to the fierce force, his feminine kung fu will be greatly reduced, and Pai Yunzhang pays attention to taking advantage of the situation to counterattack and control the force with the momentum, and the melee combat is the most disadvantaged.

"Boom"

The palms of the two had not yet intersected, and their energy had already emptied.

Yan Jiuming took three steps back, only then did he stop his footsteps, and he was shocked in his heart, this Yu Yangong's Paiyun Palm has improved a lot, just one move made him perceive that the opponent's counterattack is stronger than before.

"Yu Yangong, it seems that you have really not rested all these years!" Yan Jiuming exhaled with an ugly face.

It's just that in response to him, a feminine wind came to his face, and a big hand with a whistling palm wind instantly deceived him!

Yu Yangong launched an offensive at the moment when Yan Jiuming was stunned, and when the palm wind was about to fall on Yan Jiuming, he sneered and said: "For this day, I have been preparing for a long time, otherwise you think I will be stupid enough to fight against your palm." ”

Yan Jiuming's face changed greatly, and Yu Yangong's words were undoubtedly scolding him Yan Jiuming for not having a long brain.

It's too much of a deception!

Yan Jiuming let out a long roar, forcibly lifted the strength of his whole body, and in one breath, he threw eighteen punches, and the fist wind attacked with the power of catching the dragon and subduing the tiger, and the violent fist wind shook the sky with a loud bang!

Yu Yangong was shocked in his heart, he was startled, he didn't dare to be careless, he withdrew his move halfway, and the thirty-six-style cloud palm was unreservedly unleashed

I saw that the fist wind was like a broken bamboo under the wide opening and closing, and the palm wind was also interspersed in the fierce fist style without showing weakness.

The onlookers were amazed at this time, these two people were evenly matched, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser without giving up the weapon.

No!

The sharp-eyed person still noticed that the situation of the two of them had changed a little in the end!

I saw Yan Jiuming regretting the mountain fist in one hand, and rushed straight to Yu Yangong's chest like a yellow dragon!

And Yu Yangong didn't have time to make a move at this time, so he could only change his move to slow down the force of the strong wind that struck.

Bang, bang,

Yu Yangong's left palm was imprinted on Yan Jiuming's chest, and Yan Jiuming stepped back eighteen steps, coughing up blood between the ups and downs of his chest.