The car finally arrived at the Beihu Bridge, Yang Yesheng stopped the car with a brake, turned off the car, and said, "Master Sect, get out of the car." ”

Louis XIV heaved and said, "Okay, get out of the car, the duel begins." ”

Yang Yesheng got out of the car and walked towards the woods at the moment, saying as he walked: "Sect Master, you and I have been looking forward to this battle for a long time, and we may be able to make a break tonight." ”

Louis XIV sneered and said, "Since it is you and I have been waiting for a long time, it is a situation that will not end, Yang Yesheng, we are not allowed to escape." ”

Yang Yesheng laughed and said: "The sect leader's radical method is really clever, but I'm not fooled, although I, Yang Yesheng, am not greedy for life and afraid of death, but I won't die in vain, of course, if the sect leader's speed is faster than me, then I can only accept my fate." ”

While speaking, the two had already entered the woods, Yang Yesheng turned around, hugged his fists at Louis XIV and said: "Lord Sect Master, this is the territory of Huaxia, I am the master, you are a guest, and please ask Lord Master to strike first." ”

"Hmph, hubris." Louis XIV snorted coldly, and then shouted again, "Yang Yesheng, then this seat is not welcome." ”

With that, Louis XIV pushed with both hands, and a huge silver ball of light appeared in his palm, and then it was quickly pushed towards Yang Yesheng. At the same time, Louis XIV also flew and pounced, and his speed was not much worse than this silver ball of light, and he followed towards Yang Ye Sheng.

The explosion of the silver ball of light was very powerful, but it did not do any damage to the ground ghost, at most it would block his movements.

But it was different for Yang Yesheng, although he was already a copper-headed iron arm, he didn't dare to take this silver ball of light hard, and hurriedly dodged to avoid this ball of light.

However, to Yang Yesheng's surprise, Louis XIV's ball of light was not quite the same as the Northwest Ghost King, Louis XIV's ball of light was smaller than that of the Northwest Ghost King, but it was faster, and it could turn around, and Yang Yesheng was shocked into a cold sweat.

At the same time, Yang Yesheng also understood that the silver ball of light emitted by the earth ghost was not the one who was bigger, and the power would be greater.

Once, Yang Yesheng dealt with low-level ghosts and high-level ghosts, and the silver ball of light of the low-level ghost was smaller than that of the high-level ghost, and the power was a little worse, but judging from Louis XIV's ball of light, it was not entirely the case, and Yang Yesheng would definitely believe that once Louis XIV's silver ball of light exploded, the power would be absolutely amazing.

Yang Ye Sheng was not only surprised, after the silver ball of light suddenly turned, it became a two-sided attack with Louis XIV, sandwiching Yang Ye Sheng in the middle.

There is a silver ball of light behind him, and there is Louis XIV who pounces viciously in front of him, Yang Ye Sheng is shocked, where do you dare to fight against Louis XIV, otherwise, as long as he is dragged by him, the silver ball of light behind him will crash into Yang Ye Sheng's body and explode.

"Good time." Yang Ye Sheng screamed, kicked his feet, and one flew up, quickly rushing upward, dodging the attack between Louis XIV and the silver ball of light.

However, Louis XIV had long expected that Yang Ye Sheng would do this, and with a sneer, his figure suddenly accelerated a lot, and he slammed into Yang Ye Sheng's body flying up.

At this moment, Yang Yesheng couldn't dodge, so he had to flip in the air and swing his fist towards Louis XIV.

However, the silver ball of light seemed to have eyes, and it turned out to be a sudden sharp turn, and continued to hit Yang Ye Sheng fiercely.

Yang Ye was shocked, where did he dare to touch Louis XIV, hurriedly flipped again, his body sank downward, but he couldn't touch Louis XIV, and ran the heat to his back, ready to resist Louis XIV's slam blow.

With a "bang", Louis XIV's slam hit Yang Ye Sheng's back hard, and a strong thrust shook Yang Ye Sheng and flew forward more than ten meters before he could stand firmly.

Yang Yesheng only felt that the place where he was hit in the back was hot, and his internal organs were also slightly traumatized, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't expect that in the first round of the two fights, Yang Yesheng was injured.

However, Yang Yesheng turned around and looked over, and was stunned, the silver ball of light was actually held by Louis XIV in his hand, as if it was a physical ball.

This ......, Yang Yesheng's heart was shocked, he underestimated Louis XIV's strength too much, it seems that in tonight's battle, Yang Yesheng will definitely lose.

Since he knows that he is not Louis XIV's opponent, if he is a bystander, it is definitely time to think about how to get out, but Yang Yesheng is different, although he knows that he is not Louis XIV's opponent, but he has no intention of retreating for the time being, he wants to see how powerful Louis XIV is.

After Louis XIV injured Yang Ye Sheng, he was also worried that Yang Ye Sheng would be afraid and leave, his eyes were fixed on Yang Ye Sheng, and as long as he saw that he had the intention of escaping, he would immediately stop him.

Louis XIV had already made up his mind that no matter what the cost was tonight, he must kill Yang Ye Sheng here, even if he was wounded more than he was injured.

The ghost sword was destroyed by Yang Ye Sheng, and Louis XIV was not lightly injured, although there was Kiki's blood, but the injury has not recovered so far, otherwise, how could Louis XIV's strength be like this, the blow just now, Yang Ye Sheng was not simply injured, but would be seriously injured.

Yang Yesheng said with a sigh: "Amazing, Sect Master, it's really amazing, you are the strongest opponent I have encountered so far, it seems that I am going to show the ability to press the box tonight, otherwise, I will really capsize in the gutter, and my life will stay here." ”

Seeing that Yang Yesheng didn't plan to escape, Louis XIV made up his mind, and secretly thought, boy, do you have the ability to press the box, hehe, this seat also has the ability to press the box, so let you die convincingly.

Yang Yesheng has any ability to press the box, the blood emperor's clothes, you can't use it, the autumn water dagger, you can only use it when you save your life, and the golden armor can't be used either, so Yang Yesheng's real ability to press the box is only the life-saving ability of the seven-colored Buddha bead string and the infinite power and copper-headed iron arm that brought him, of course, there is also authentic Chinese kung fu.

However, although Louis XIV made up his mind, he did not dare to underestimate Yang Yesheng in his heart, after all, how strong his blow was just now, Louis XIV knew, even if he was particularly strong, even if it was the abbot of Shaolin or Wudang, he would definitely be seriously injured and unable to fight again, but Yang Yesheng was only slightly injured, which shows his strength.

"Since you don't move, then I'll do it again." Seeing that Yang Ye Sheng just kept rolling his eyes, where could Louis XIV give him any more chances, he roared and smashed the ball of light in his hand towards Yang Ye Sheng again.

Then, in Yang Yesheng's surprised gaze, a silver ball of light suddenly appeared in Louis XIV's hand, and in his evil smile, the second ball of light was thrown into the sky by him.

A ball of light, plus a Louis XIV, has made Yang Yesheng difficult to deal with, and now there is another ball of light, Yang Yesheng regrets it a little, why didn't he run away just now