The third child's big bronze hand with rough skin and thick flesh slowly stretched out, and it was close at hand. The smile of the night is more and more awe-inspiring, and the slender eyes are bent into an arc that looks like a first quarter moon but is really dangerous.

Suddenly, there was no enmity in the night. He didn't move, and when he moved, he was like a bird out of the cage, and the emperor was like a frightened wind. That scene, think about it, a strong man two meters away, with exaggerated muscles and a body width more than twice that of ordinary people, confronted a well-proportioned teenager with a body of about 1.7 meters, forming a thrilling contrast. It is an exaggeration to say that Night Innocent is an insignificant ant in front of the mountain!

Even if the strong man didn't mean to attack at this time, the people around him still wouldn't think that Ye Wuqi would take advantage of anything, after all, the weight was there. In their impressions, it was only common sense that Ye Wuqi was shocked and took a few steps back.

But the result was a big surprise, Ye Wuqiu's casual punch was like violating the stereotype, the third arm's arm was weak, and the huge shock from his arm made him snort and take a few steps back. And Ye Wuxian's body is as steady as Mount Tai, and it seems that all he did was to swing his fist at will.

The third child's originally vicious smile froze as he watched Ye Wuxian, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes, as if he didn't believe what was in front of him. His gaze lingered between the night and the other two,

At this time, the boss's deep voice like thunder sounded: "Third child, this kid is a little tired, play with him." ”

"Play with me?" you deserve it?" said with a chuckle. He gently reached forward his hand, a pale golden fighting aura swirled in the palm of his hand, he raised the palm to his chest, and the golden mangs danced like an elf, dancing with the rhythm of the fingertips of the night without hatred.

The third child felt this breath, was stunned, and immediately laughed: "Haha, I thought you had some strength, it turned out to be a mere fourth-level fighter! Hahahaha, I really laughed to death, and you dare to fight me with this strength." ”

What he didn't notice was that the color of the fighting spirit of the night without hatred was not the yellow of a low-level fighter, but a faint gold!

The third child sneered for a while, recovering face for the punch just now, but in language. With a slight balance in his heart, he rushed towards the night without hatred, with a fierce momentum, like an enraged beast.

"The momentum is not bad, but the strength is a little worse. ”

Seeing that the third impulse was coming, Ye Wuxian was not in a hurry. And the third child was happy in his heart, just now he still had no bottom in his heart about the strength of the night without hatred, but now, the third child's body has rushed up in a short distance, and the attack naturally has a momentum, and the damage caused can only be greater. Even if Ye Wuqi may have some strength, but at this time, the third child still feels that he has the chance to win. After all, have you ever seen a cavalry fight on the plains and lose to an infantryman, relying on not momentum?

"Heh!" the third child shouted, and a yellow fighting spirit condensed on his iron fist, with the sound of whirring wind hitting Ye Wuqi's abdomen. Seeing that he was about to succeed, he was overjoyed, and he believed that if this punch went down, he would have to shed his skin without hatred and death at night.

Who knew that Ye Wuxian smiled lightly, like a leisurely stroll, flowing through the clouds, and turned around with the most elegant movements, easily dodging the punch. Lao San missed the blow, his heart was shocked, and he couldn't help but be moved by the agility of the night without hatred, and he just wanted to make up for another punch. But there are two sides to everything, and if there are benefits, there will be disadvantages, and there will be disadvantages

It has a strong attack, but this is based on being able to hit the opponent, if you miss a hit, if this is the case, it is difficult to stop, let alone make up for another punch.

Ye Wu Qiu was a gorgeous sideways, and the third child passed by against Ye Wu Enemy's chest, and countless flaws were immediately revealed. The third child knew that it was going to be bad, and hurriedly gathered his fighting spirit on his back, hoping to block the offensive of Ye Wuxian. But how can the falling flowers be ruthless, the third child thought that he could guess the action of the night without hatred, but ...... At that moment, Ye Wuqi suddenly laughed, and instead of attacking his back as the third child had speculated, he ...... Stretch out your feet!

"Plop!" How fast the third man rushes, how heavy he falls. He flew out about a meter, landed straight on the ground, and fell into a big horse.

A burst of suppressed laughter sounded, and the eldest and second child's faces turned blue and red, obviously feeling that their faces were damaged. Huo Qiyong watched coldly from the sidelines, staring deeply at Ye Wuxian, his brows wrinkled unconsciously.

"Hehe" Ye Wuqi couldn't help but laugh very happily, and the gloomy mood was swept away. After all, he is a teenager, his childlike heart is still untouched, and he is in a good mood now, and his childlike innocence is inevitably aroused.

He touched the dark ring on his finger, and stood up coldly and proudly.

The third child got up from the ground, gray-faced, and the description was really funny. He stared at Ye Wuxian viciously, his anger burned, the muscles of his whole body surged, and he said gloomily: "Boy, you have angered Lao Tzu!

The turbid yellow fighting spirit is like a hundred rivers to the sea, from all over the body of the third child to the fist, a blow out! Its power is amazing! This opening fist is a one-star fighting skill.

Fighting skills are the skills that are prompted by the strength of the fighting spirit and any fighting spirit as the prototype, and the six powers in the body of the six major professionals are all based on the fighting spirit of the apprentices of various professions, and when the apprentice reaches the tenth level, the transformation of power is the primary condition for breaking through to a higher door.

Fighting skills are divided into one-star to nine-star fighting skills from weak to strong, and ten-star fighting skills are divine skills.

The gorgeous fighting skill "Kaishan Fist" slammed into the night without hatred, and there was a momentum to kill the night without revenge with one blow.

Ye Wuqiu, who was originally a little scornful, stayed in place at this time, thinking about it, and suddenly, he smiled bitterly, the pale golden fighting qi was running, and the palm of his hand had become transparent and crystal clear at this time.

"Broken Jade Palm"

Ye Wuqi slapped out with a palm, and its power was tantamount to Kaishan Boxing.

"Bump-" sounded, and the aftermath of the vindictive spirit shot out like sparks.

The old man was like a frustrated antelope, and took a few steps back. Ye Wuqi was stunned for a moment, and a helpless look suddenly appeared on his face, and he quickly pretended to be repulsed and took a few steps back. He pretended to stop and clutched his chest as if he had suffered an internal injury.

He smiled bitterly in his heart, this "Broken Jade Palm" was the only one-star fighting skill he would know, but he didn't expect to be able to repel the other party! What do you use to fight with him~~, I knew how to learn a few more one-star fighting skills. These days, it's really not good to have fun without enough preparation!

The people around didn't have the eyesight to find that Ye Wuqi was performing. They exclaimed in their hearts, this young man is amazing! What a strength he is to be able to repel the third child!

The third child was shocked in his heart, and looked at Ye Wuxian in a daze. Ye Wuqiu smiled bitterly and sighed: "I didn't mean to repel you, really, I don't lie to you." But in the ears of the third child, it is a naked provocation! It is a tolerable, unbearable provocation!

He roared angrily, used his limbs together, and poured out all his fighting energy, like madness. Ye Wuqi seems to have responded to the third child's thoughts, punching and kicking, and gorgeous fighting spirit emerges from time to time, but there is only one fighting skill released, that is, "Broken Jade Palm".

After a long time, a sudden wave of fighting qi exploded, and the two people who were fighting in a dizzying fighting spirit retreated to both sides. The third child and the night are like a broken kite, and they both fall to the ground.

Lying on the ground, Na Jie's brilliance flickered, and the night without hatred seemed to have been premeditated, and his movements skillfully turned his back to everyone's eyes, and wiped something to the corner of his mouth, and the corner of his mouth suddenly became bloody, gurgling.

Ye Wuqi staggered to his feet, as if he was drunk, he glanced at the third child who fell to the ground and didn't know whether he was dead or alive, grinned, and said contemptuously: "Just a horseman, but also learn to rob homes and houses, do evil? The words were slurious, and he said to Shi Jian, who was already stunned: "He lost, this last place is mine, right?"

At this moment, the interhistoric dementia nodded his head suddenly.

Turned around, turned his back to everyone, licked the "blood" at the corner of his mouth with his tongue, and smiled slyly, this ketchup tastes really good!

Looking at the third child who was like a dead dog, the eldest and the second child, his face was gloomy and almost dripping. The people around fled one after another, and the boss and the second lost face, and they were obviously close to the critical point of the outbreak.