Seeing the first attack sent by the ancestor, Ye Hao's eyes were half-narrowed, the strength of the late stage of the fusion realm, the transformation of the vitality into a substance, they really had a back hand.

The most obvious feature of judging the strength of the mid-stage and late-stage Fusion Realm is that the Yuan Qi Transformation attack issued in the mid-stage is light-colored, and ordinary people can't see it at all. If it is a fist shadow or a sword shadow, the formation of vitality is very thin.

In the later stage of the fusion realm, the compression and control of the vitality has already reached another realm. It can be said that with the same move, the attacks of the two ancient martial artists in the middle and late stages of the Fusion Realm have a difference in power of at least four or five times.

In other words, an ancient martial artist in the late stage of the fusion realm can crush at least five ancient martial artists in the middle stage of the fusion realm.

Seeing the cyan palm shadow that shot towards him, Ye Hao held the sword in his right hand, took a phantom step, and quickly withdrew twenty or thirty meters behind his body.

Rumble!

The palm shadow landed five meters in front of Ye Hao, and a muffled sound spread, and the ground seemed to have been bombarded by a small grenade, and the dust was flying, revealing a large pit more than one meter wide.

At this time, Peng Yan had already fallen to the ground, he stood with his hands in his hands, his face was calm, but he couldn't hide the two strong killing intent in his eyes.

"Ye Hao, poison my Xuanqing sect disciples, kill the elders of my sect, if I don't kill you today, even if my old bones die, I will have no shame to face the Xuanqing sect as the ancestor. You give me your life! After Peng Yan finished speaking, he just raised his right hand.

Ye Hao, who was standing more than ten meters away on the opposite side, actually directly raised his sword and rushed towards him quickly, shouting angrily: "Since you are not dying, there is so much nonsense." ”

It's not that Ye Hao wants to rush, but the evil dragon sword in his hand wants to rush, as if he feels Peng Yan's strength, this sword can't wait to rush up and fight him until the sky is dark.

Seeing that Ye Hao did not retreat but advanced, Peng Yan showed a hideous smile on his face: "Since you are in a hurry to die, then fulfill you." ”

After speaking, he directly raised his hand and punched towards Ye Hao, and the cyan fist shadow was like a cannonball with a strong coercion, directly crushing the surrounding air and producing a slight sign of distortion.

Peng Yan and Huang Chengshan's strength is not an order of magnitude at all, and his attacks are not only faster, but also more powerful. Almost in the blink of an eye, the cyan fist shadow had already arrived in front of Ye Hao.

"Get out of here!" Ye Hao's eyes narrowed, a large amount of flame qi was injected into the evil dragon sword, he raised his hand and raised it upwards, and a red sword shadow cut straight towards the fist shadow from the bottom to the top.

Boom!

After the two forces collided together, they burst open in an instant, Ye Hao's sword shadow collapsed, and the opponent's cyan fist shadow also disappeared, only a wave of energy quickly spread out in all directions, like a hurricane, blowing those disciples who were squatting in the grass outside couldn't open their eyes.

Peng Yan saw that Ye Hao had easily broken his attack, his expression sank suddenly, and the strong shock in his heart was not revealed.

Seeing that Ye Hao had already rushed over for a physical examination, Peng Yan gritted his teeth, and a strong cyan vitality instantly gushed out of his body, it was not a light-colored vitality, it directly looked like a layer of cyan flames surging like waves.

The two people collided together in an instant, and Ye Hao found that the old immortal vitality in front of him seemed to be very powerful, and the evil dragon sword was cut as if it was cut on cotton, and he could unload the power on the sword body.

But because of Ye Hao's phantom step, Peng Yan couldn't hurt Ye Hao, his fist palm was huge, and Ye Hao might be more uncomfortable if he hit him casually, so he was also extra careful.

He is only the strength of the middle stage of the fusion realm, because the fire qi in his body is different, he can barely fight with Peng Yan, plus the evil dragon, there is a chance to defeat him, but he has not yet found the flaws of the other party.

A few minutes passed, Ye Hao and Peng Yan had already exchanged dozens of moves, and the figures of the two were like ghosts, moving up and down under the scorching sun, and where the two of them passed, there were potholes of different sizes on the ground.

In a battle of this magnitude, those disciples around him, not to mention La's prostration, even under normal circumstances, they couldn't get close to help. With a wave of their hands, the two of them may be able to take the life of a disciple.

With the passage of time, Ye Hao also discovered the crisis, the strength of his own fusion realm in the middle stage, although the power of the flame qi could resist Peng Yan's attack, but the fire energy storage in the dantian was not as powerful as the other party.

After more than ten minutes passed, Ye Hao already felt that there was not much fire energy left in his dantian, and Peng Yan seemed to be fine, and his moves and strength were still as fast as at the beginning.

It can't go on like this, Ye Hao dealt with this Peng Yan's fist, his eyes scanned him, trying to find a flaw. Because when he reached Ye Hao's strength and realm, he didn't need to look at how the other party made a move, and he could judge it by his feelings and voice.

But he looked at Peng Yan for a long time, but he didn't find any flaws in this old guy, his moves were extremely fast, his strength was strong, and he was offensive and defensive, and his reason was terrifying.

Ye Hao had already discovered that the other party was deliberately delaying time, which was absolutely unfavorable for Ye Hao, he suddenly roared, and slashed horizontally at Peng Yan's abdomen with a sword in his right hand.

Seeing this, the latter immediately took four or five steps back to dodge. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Hao's left hand brushed from his waist, and three silver needles were instantly sucked into his hand from the sheepskin bag, and the evil dragon in his right hand stabbed straight towards Peng Yan's chest.

Seeing Ye Hao's sudden and violent attack, a trace of coldness flashed in Peng Yan's eyes, and he finally couldn't help it, I have been waiting for this moment.

Peng Yan quickly took two steps back again, then turned around and attacked towards Ye Hao's right side with a claw.

At this moment, Ye Hao's left hand flung towards Peng Yan, and three silver needles came out of his hand one after another, and the silver needles were covered with red flames, flashing like a dazzling light under the scorching sun, and shot towards Peng Yan's abdomen and lower plate.

Ye Hao's direct stab with the evil dragon just now is a false move, and the silver needle is one of his killer features, and it will not be revealed until a certain time. He concluded that his friend was waiting for him to attack wildly, and the flaw in his right arm and shoulder was also deliberately exposed by Ye Hao.

Because after dodging and snatching the evil dragon's stab, Peng Yan had already reached Ye Hao's right side, and his right arm holding the sword didn't have time to collect, at this time he could just attack Ye Hao's right arm and shoulder.

At this time, Peng Yan had already reached out and grabbed Ye Hao's right shoulder with his claws, but in the corner of his eye, he also saw three silver rays shooting towards him.

Damn it!

At this time, it was an excellent time, if he didn't take this opportunity to severely damage Ye Hao's right arm, the sword in his hand would be a huge hidden danger.

Between the lightning and flint, a trace of hideousness flashed in Peng Yan's eyes, and with a muffled snort, the vitality above the five fingers exploded, directly buckled into Ye Hao's shoulder blades.

Hum! A sharp pain instantly spread to Ye Hao's brain, he forcibly endured this sharp pain, the evil dragon in his hand fell instantly, his right arm was a blow, and he grabbed Peng Yan's left elbow with his backhand.