"Three to one, do you want to be ashamed?"

Ye Haotian reached out to pick up the thin man on the ground as he spoke, and after helping him up, he found that this skinny skinny guy was not very old, he was only eleven or twelve years old, his black and thin face was full of blood, and his beaten eyes were a little dull, if he hadn't been saved in time, he would have been beaten to death in a while.

"Boss, help me, they're going to kill me. The little thin man grabbed Ye Haotian's wrist, his whole body twitched, his face full of fear and despair.

"Don't worry, I'm here, see who dares to bully you!"

Ye Haotian comforted the little thin man for a few words, and then looked up at the three people opposite. "Seven Star Island is also a place where saints live, you bully people like this, aren't you afraid of embarrassing the saints?"

The young man who looked like the leader of the three looked at Ye Haotian twice, and said coldly: "Boy, hand over Ying Jiu, otherwise, I will beat you together!"

Infant nine?

Only then did Ye Haotian know that the little thin man he saved was called Ying Jiu.

"Okay, let's try to see who beats whom. ”

Ye Haotian, who had been bored in the mountains for several months, was about to go crazy, but after listening to the young man's words, he came to his senses.

"Up!"

The three burly young men who came from nowhere were also simple, the shortest one roared angrily, and one rushed forward with a brisk stride, punching Ye Haotian in the chest.

"So fast!"

Ye Haotian's pupils, who originally didn't look at the three of them, suddenly contracted, this unattractive young man punched as fast as lightning, and actually left an afterimage in the air, it was obvious that the boxing technique he cultivated was by no means ordinary!

Without dodging, Ye Haotian also threw a punch at the young man's fist, the two fists collided, and there was a muffled sound, and the two of them each took a step back, and a look of disbelief flashed in each person's eyes.

"You can resist my wind and thunder fist, but I underestimate you. ”

The young man touched the back of his stinging hand, and the battle intent rose in his eyes.

"Wind Thunder Fist? Could it be the Town Fist of the Great Wind Valley? No wonder it has such power. ”

After being reminded by the young man, Ye Haotian finally understood why the punch just now had a familiar feeling, this was the town faction stunt of the top sect in the cultivation world in the name of boxing!

The so-called knowing oneself and knowing that the other is invincible, after learning that the young man is practicing Wind and Thunder Fist, the next battle has become a one-sided suppression.

The two fought again, and after only a dozen rounds, Ye Haotian's fist hit the opponent's left rib, ending the fight.

"You ......" The young man who practiced Wind and Thunder Fist covered his armpits, his head was covered with cold sweat, and he wanted to continue to fight hard, but the qi in his left rib was knocked out of place by Ye Haotian, and he would not be able to recover for a while.

"How are you, Wasabi?" the two companions asked.

"I'm fine, Kuroko, Bai Ze, this kid is very strong, you be careful. The boy called wasabi reminds his companion.

The dark-skinned young man sneered, "Hmph, wait for me to avenge you." ”

Ye Haotian, who defeated his opponent, did not show the slightest smugness of the victor, on the contrary, behind the light and breezy face, his heart had already set off turbulent waves.

Wasabi is very strong, strong beyond his imagination, if it weren't for his anticipation of the enemy's opportunity, or if the other party didn't use aura, maybe he would have fallen now.

"What an amazing cultivation talent is it to be able to cultivate the Wind Thunder Fist into a sixfold fist without using aura?"

Ye Haotian felt the six dark energies in his arm that were gradually dissipating, and he was shocked.

Ye Haotian's body has been tempered by the blood of heaven and man, although he can't use aura, but more than a year of medicinal baths has made his physical strength far more than that of ordinary cultivators, even if he doesn't use aura, now he can easily crush the master of the Qi Transformation Realm, after all, the biggest advantage of the Qi Transformation Realm martial arts cultivation is the aura to protect the body, adding a protective cover to the body.

The guy named Wasabi in front of him didn't use his aura, but he had the strength to fight hard with himself, if this was not Seven Star Island, if the other party was not using the Wind and Thunder Fist that the demon clan couldn't cultivate, he really suspected that the other party was a demon. Only demons could have such a strong body.

"Boy, do you dare to fight me?"

Just when Ye Haotian was speculating about the identity of the other party, the black-faced young man came to him.

"Do you dare?"

Ye Haotian smiled, since he ascended the throne of the Sword God, he hadn't heard anyone dare to say these three words to him for a hundred years.

"If you lose, don't bully him again in the future, what?" Ye Haotian took the opportunity to find a way out for the little thin man named Ying Jiu.

The black-faced young man shook his head, "I don't count it, I have to ask Bai Ze." As he spoke, he looked at the tallest boy next to him.

"Don't bully?heh, I still want to kill him!" Bai Ze, who was as strong as an ox, sneered and did not hide the chill in his eyes, "What are you still doing in a daze? Teach him a lesson first, and see if he dares to meddle in his affairs!"

At this point, he could only speak with his fists, and Ye Haotian, who was in a hurry to listen to the Xidong, no longer wasted time, and hooked his finger towards the black-faced young man.

From the battle with Wasabi just now, Ye Haotian had already realized that these three bullies were not weak, but after handing over the black-faced boy, he realized that he still underestimated them.

Compared with Wasabi, the black-faced boy's shot is not fast, and there is no roaring sound of air explosion every punch out, and even the most ordinary introductory boxing method is used, but this ordinary move actually forces the reincarnated sword god to retreat again and again, and the danger is full of dangers!

This kid's body is made of iron?

Ye Haotian was reborn as a sword god, although his cultivation was no longer good, his vision experience was by no means worse than that of any top master at that time, but his eyesight could not even tell what kind of physical exercises this black-faced young man was cultivating!

His body was too hard, and when he punched it, it was like smashing it on an iron plate!

Who said that the evil young people who bully men and women are all soft persimmons who are strong on the outside? These three in front of me are obviously exceptions, even the minions are so strong, that has not made a move, it seems that Bai Ze, who is the strongest among the three, should be the strength?

There is a saying in the cultivation world that there is a force to reduce ten meetings, and Ye Haotian is now in this embarrassing situation.

The black-faced young man's body is too strong, he doesn't need to defend at all, he doesn't feel Ye Haotian's fist on his body at all, on the contrary, every punch he throws out has a thousand powers, and Ye Haotian, who thinks he is physically strong, can't bear it after resisting a few times.

How can this be fought?

After a few moves, Ye Haotian knew that if he relied on his fists alone, he would never be able to hurt the other party, if there was a sword......

It's a pity that the mountain and river sword was taken away by the senior brother, and the floating light sword was destroyed in the hands of Chiyan again, where to find the sword now?

As soon as the idea of looking for a sword came out, Ye Haotian despised himself fiercely.

"I'm also a sword god anyway, and I have to use a sword to deal with a teenage doll, and I'm going to lose my face. ”

With a self-deprecating smile, Ye Haotian retracted his thoughts, cheered up, and began to think about ways to break the enemy.

"All the methods of refining the body in the world have a cover door that attracts spiritual energy into the body, and the cover door is the weakest point of the other party, and only by finding it can you have a chance to win. ”

As soon as he thought of this, Ye Haotian turned his palm into a finger, referring to the sword, and stabbed the black-faced young man all over his body.

The black-faced young man played steadily, ignoring Ye Haotian's finger sword, completely ignoring the defensive style of fighting for injuries, and in the blink of an eye, half a cup of tea time passed, and the young man made more than 200 punches, and he was poked with more than 400 fingers.

"No doors? ”

Ye Haotian was depressed.