Xie Tian, who was walking towards Ji Wushuang, turned around and looked at Yan Lingyun with a cold face.

Yan Lingyun's hovering figure leaned up in the air, rushed up, and then hit the ground with a bang, firmly stood up, inserted back the scabbard with the No. 1 long sword with his backhand, beckoned to Xie Tian, suppressed his vocal cords, and said with a cold face: "Come, I'll let you punch you!"

Xie Tian's thick eyebrows twisted like a knife, and he laughed sharply: "You are very arrogant!"

Yan Lingyun said indifferently: "For you, don't be arrogant, I'm afraid that I won't be able to hold back and beat you to death."

The entire battle circle, at this time, discovered the confrontation between the two, and invariably withdrew their hands, divided into two sides and began to shrink.

Lei Jingtian's mouth was full of blood, he supported Ji Yuhan, and walked behind Yan Lingyun step by step, he looked at Xie Tian's gaze, as if he was about to drip blood.

Ji Yuhan's right arm was hanging weakly at his side, the arm bone was obviously broken, and he was pale and haggard.

Ji Changqing's five people are slightly better, and they all have varying degrees of trauma.

Ji Wushuang sat on the side between Xie Tian and his subordinates, but he didn't move. Ji Youcai thought she couldn't walk, so she ran over to help her, but she pushed her away.

Seeing this, Xie Tian immediately smiled and said, "It seems that you are obsessed with me!"

Ji Wushuang glanced at him and said with a smile: "Grandma is sitting here just to take a look, you group of soft crabs, who can move me!"

When Xie Tian's subordinates heard this, they were immediately ready to move, but they were stopped by Xie Tian, he glanced at Yan Lingyun, and smiled at Ji Wushuang: "When you fall into my hands, that scene must be very exciting."

Ji Wushuang put his hand on his chest and covered his chest with a pale face, and said with a smile: "Look, this is your example!"

Xie Tian glanced at No. 1 and said coldly, "You disappointed me!"

The four of them all looked angry, but the number one seemed a little calm, coughed, and said, "The skills are poor, and the loss is convincing." Just hopefully, I won't really be your role model! ”

Xie Tian snorted coldly, looked at Yan Lingyun, and suddenly punched.

His body pushed horizontally, his muscles and bones were angry, as if he had pulled a big frame, one arm rushed into a fist, the fist was like an arrow, and he arrived in front of Yan Lingyun with a "hum".

Yan Lingyun's legs were rooted, his body was straight, his right palm was stretched out, his five fingers were slightly bent, and he was caged towards the fist.

Everyone saw that his palms were as clear as glass in the sun, as if they were full of a demonic power.

Xie Tian laughed evilly, and the fist speed that was originally like an arrow rose again, and rushed into Yan Lingyun's palm in a flash.

Ji Yuhan's eyes froze, and her right arm was folded under this punch.

Just listening to the soft sound of "wave", the fist entered the palm, Yan Lingyun's whole body seemed to have water waves rippling, and after a cleansing back and forth, all abnormalities disappeared.

Seeing this, Long Wu sighed lightly and said, "Integrating into the Flying Dragon Armor, his Divine Dragon Shaking Armor has taken a big step." I now know that the Flying Dragon's armor removal can only be regarded as a stub derived from the Divine Dragon's Shaking Armor! ”

When everyone on the side heard this, they all felt something, Yan Lingyun taught the Divine Dragon to shake before, why wasn't he teaching a way to save his life, but the group did not have a deep understanding and failed to use it.

Xie Tian punched out, but it was like cow mud into the sea, and he didn't force the opponent back in the slightest, his right arm was slammed back, and he took a few steps back.

Yan Lingyun looked at him coldly, motionless, just stretched out his right palm and didn't take it back.

Xie Tian's face was gloomy, he roared angrily, and attacked a punch again, but as soon as the punch entered his palm, he pulled back, his body was thrown, and then another punch, and then the afterimage of the previous punch entered Yan Lingyun's palm together, and in an instant, two punches were superimposed!

Yan Lingyun snorted slightly, swallowed his fist, drew two circles in a small way, and his body moved with a rhythm, and he took it without a trace.

He pushed Xie Tian's fist away and sneered: "There are still seven fists, you might as well use them together!"

Xie Tian's deep-set eyes tightened, two cold lights bloomed, and the muscles and bones of his whole body suddenly made a violent sound, and the whole person instantly became thicker. His joints were furious, and his muscles were like snakes, as if he could hear the sound of blood flowing inside.

When Ji Youcai and the others saw this, they were all taken aback, and Xie Tian at this time gave people a sense of infinite hideousness.

Yan Lingyun's eyes froze, and he raised his vigilance a little.

With a roar from the tree platform, Xie Tian took a step, like a giant beast, stepping out of the killing signal. In the next moment, before he could take the second step, the man disappeared.

Yan Lingyun's front suddenly exploded, and seven fist shadows were connected into a line, like seven meteorites, angrily smashing into his palm.

Behind the fist shadow, there was an arm with muscles and bones, and the arm brought out Xie Tian's domineering figure.

Yan Lingyun's calm face was not wavering, his right hand circled, and he made a head, and then it dissolved layer by layer, one circle after another, drawing seven circles in an instant, swallowing the seven fist shadows, and his body trembled, and he was about to turn into a clean one.

But seeing Xie Tian's sinister smile, his arm shook, and the eighth fist shadow surged up, smashing into the defensive circle built by Yan Lingyun with one hand, like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"It's over!"

Yan Lingyun roared angrily, and as Xie Tian's seven fists fell and the eighth punch was born out of thin air, the anger he suppressed erupted again, and he issued a horn to attack.

A dull sound sounded between the palms of his fists, and finally disappeared again, Yan Lingyun clasped his fingers and grabbed Xie Tian's fist.

"Can you hold it?"

Xie Tian sneered, and the whole person suddenly shrank into a ball, and with his fist as the center point, he bit Yan Lingyun's right arm into it, and the joints of his limbs were angry, like a rock, and he hit his chest when he hit it.

Yan Lingyun snorted coldly, and his body also fell sharply, hugged into a circle, and greeted him.

With a loud "bang", the two collided in the air and bounced off violently.

Everyone saw that Xie Tian's originally domineering frame was loosened all at once.

Yan Lingyun grabbed the ground with both feet first, and shook his right hand that clasped Xie Tian's fist, and with the sound of muscles and bones, the latter's volley figure suddenly spread out completely, and it was picked up and smashed on the ground of the tree platform, and the entire ground trembled a few times.

"Little Hou Ye!"

The people on the thankful side exclaimed one after another, and there was a tendency to press forward.

Xie Tian pushed his hand back, stopped the commotion, and the whole person lay on the ground, coughed slightly, looked at Yan Lingyun with a fierce face, and slowly got up again.

Yan Lingyun looked at him and said coldly: "It's time for me to make a move, I'll make nine punches, after nine punches, life and death are up to you!"

Xie Tianli smiled: "You are indeed powerful, but the Nine Fists will not kill me." I don't believe in such people either! ”

"Yes."

Yan Lingyun replied lightly, and then punched out.

His punch seemed ordinary at first, but as he advanced his figure, his whole person gradually became blurred, but one of the arms that clenched his fist was a little more distinct.

"Overlord Ding!"

Xie Tian roared, his hands clenched into fists and bent his elbows, his right elbow protruded forward, his left elbow retreated, and his legs were also separated, as if he was carrying a big frame, and he pushed out with one elbow.

Bang!

The fists and elbows touched, Xie Tian's body flickered, as if he had been hit by a mountain, and he slid out, but his body frame was not messed up at all.

Yan Lingyun stopped, suddenly took a step across, pulled up Ji Wushuang, who was sitting on the ground, and carried her soft delicate body on her back, the two of them were like one, and they punched out again, rushing towards Xie Tian.

Seeing this, Xie Tian suddenly roared angrily, retreated with his right elbow, struck forward with his left elbow, and took the initiative to meet him.

Yan Lingyun looked straight at him, his face was cold, this second punch, his right arm was a little more distinct, as if it was glowing, but the bodies of him and Ji Wushuang turned into phantoms.

Bang!

Xie Tian was repulsed again, and his retreating figure cut through the crowd behind him like a blade, and then froze.

Yan Lingyun carried Ji Wushuang on his back and passed straight through the middle of the crowd, and the third punch was like a long rainbow, handed out one after another.

This time thankfully retreated further.

And then......

Fourth punch!

Fifth punch!

……

Xie Tian retreated again and again, crashing towards the center of the tree platform, and his body frame was gradually scattered.

Behind them, everyone could no longer see the figures of Yan Lingyun and Ji Wushuang, only a fist that seemed to glow, dragging a tail flame, and smashed at Xie Tian angrily.

Xie Tian's subordinates roared angrily and chased forward.

Ji Changqing and the others glanced at each other and hurried forward.

Ji Youcai smiled as he walked: "Then thank God it's not good to catch whoever bites, if you don't catch Miss Ji, Ling Yun is angry, it's difficult not to die this time!"

Ji Kefeng said in a deep voice: "I really killed him, I'm afraid there will be big trouble." The son of a county marquis is not joking, his father's power can speak in the entire border state, and he is already a hegemon! ”

Ji Changqing said: "I believe that Ling Yun has his own measure, otherwise as soon as he comes up, he will directly kill him, how can he let Xie Tian take ten punches first, he is suppressing the killing machine, obviously he has already considered the consequences."

Ji Kun said with a smile: "With my understanding of Ling Yun, even if Xie Tian doesn't die, I'm afraid that he won't be happy, and it is inevitable to break an arm, how can he let Yu Han's injury be in vain!"

Lei Jingtian walked with Ji Yuhan in his arms, and nodded when he heard the words: "This is in line with the character of my border wilderness, if there is a chance, it is possible for me to kill that thank you!"

Ji Youcai squeezed a glance at the two of them, and said with a smile: "Brother Jingtian, we know that you are distressed by Yu Han, but you can't do that stupid thing, the current border wilderness is not like before." O people who are carried away by love! ”

When Lei Jingtian and Ji Yuhan heard this, they blushed one after another.

Long Wu didn't speak, just looked ahead, a pair of eyes that seemed to be drunk shrimp lying horizontally, as if reflecting Ji Wushuang's back.

While laughing and talking, several people gradually approached the central area of the tree platform, and the huge torso of the blood of the 10,000-year-old dragon rushed like a mountain.

Yan Lingyun struck out the seventh punch at this time, and the glass-like fist of the Great Ri, under the reflection of the blood of the 10,000-year-old dragon, was like a blazing sun, and even his arms were covered, only to see a brilliant mess, destroying everything.

Xie Tianying's fist fell, his body frame was completely scattered, and he slashed through the middle of the group of people again.

This is a group of strange visitors, a group of more than 30 people, is approaching. The leader was a young man in brocade clothes, who was very angry, with a knife around his waist and an unsheathed long sword in his hand, which looked a little strange.

Yan Lingyun carried Ji Wushuang on his back and flashed past the group, as if he was blind, and the eighth punch came out one after another, like a long rainbow, blasting towards Xie Tian, who had not yet landed.

Xie Tian's face was hideous, and he struggled to raise his arm to block it, only to hear a violent sound of "click", and immediately hung down weakly, and the person also threw an arc, crossed a distance of forty or fifty meters, and hit the torso of the blood of the dragon for ten thousand years, and then slid to the ground.

Yan Lingyun followed, and the ninth fist erupted with infinite flames, which quickly enlarged in Xie Tian's eyes.