"If you have the courage to stand up, you are the most capable person in your Xuanji Camp, but meeting me is the biggest misfortune in this life!" Ren Xiuwen sneered.

"You Xuanji Camp pick a disciple of the Venerable One Realm to come up, it is nothing more than to give me a dismount, even if I win, it will be a victory!"

Lin Yunxi looked at Ren Xiuwen lightly, he was already impatient in his heart, it was just a competition, why was his mouth so poor?

"I see that disciple just now was driven away by the smell in your mouth, right? Did you eat shit this morning?"

"What are you talking about, boy?

Boom! There was a loud footstep, a slight chill appeared in his body in an instant, and the anger in his heart was ignited by this sentence, and he swooped towards Lin Yunxi, and in an instant, two punches burst out.

Tiger Fist!

Suddenly, the power in the fist was like a gale, and the surging place was constantly faint, and the churning power gushed out.

Lin Yunxi's eyes did not dodge at all, his toes moved back slightly, he bent sideways, his back went up, and he directly pushed Ren Xiuwen out, Ren Xiuwen fell out of Lin Yunxi's body like a jumping goat.

It was the same scene again, the first move lost face, and this scene attracted infinite ridicule and shouting from everyone, and it was a commotion.

Being able to be at this level today, thanks to the cultivation of half a month in the Xuanji Camp, if it was the usual one, seeing the other party's rushing moves, his first reaction would definitely be to compete with him head-on.

Your fists are arrogant, and I am even more arrogant than you!

But since he cultivated Ling Wei's heart trick, when he saw the opponent's moves, he could have a few hundredths of a second to judge the opponent's shot, the direction of the fist, the landing point, everything was in his eyes.

Xuan Wujian waved his arms and sighed, "Brother Lin has only cultivated the 'Ling Wei Heart Technique' for a few days, but he has already cultivated this heart to the fortieth layer, no one has ever been able to make such rapid progress, his own disciples have only reached the fiftieth layer in half a year to cultivate the heart technique, but it only took him three days!"

"The talent gap is difficult to surpass by hard work!"

"Moving so fast, it's definitely not the level of Venerable Realm, this kid is definitely covering up his cultivation!" Ren Xiuwen was already furious in his heart, and he was humiliated one after another, and he would definitely have to break one of his arms in the next move to stop!

No! It's two!

The next moment!

It was Lin Yunxi who made the shot, he didn't have the patience to tremble too much with Ren Xiuwen, he just wanted to end this farce as soon as possible, and the strength of the two was no longer above the same level at all.

The eyes were extremely calm, and he did not hesitate to attack this time, the cloud shadow under his feet walked quickly, and the figure swept slightly across the ground, and in an instant, he came behind Ren Xiuwen.

Feeling that the person in front of him had disappeared, Ren Xiuwen subconsciously threw a fist back, and Lin Yunxi saw that the fist seemed to be playing in slow motion, and immediately dodged it with a lean.

The fist drew a meteor and threw itself into the air, but the next another punch came quietly, and after the body twisted nearly one hundred and eighty degrees, the two fists continued to smash in the air, one punch and one punch smashed out countless whirlwinds.

"Is this kid stupid? Fighting so closely with Ren Xiuwen, Ren Xiuwen's Tiger Fist is the strongest move in close combat!"

Tiger Hundred Tempering Fist!

In an instant, countless whirlwinds suddenly rose, and the whole person really looked like a fierce tiger, constantly rushing out of attack waves in front of the prey, and the powerful fist power gushed out, flashing from his side like bullets.

What made everyone feel amazed was that Lin Yunxi's footsteps never left the ground an inch, nor did he move a single bit, but his body twisted extremely quickly in this space, constantly avoiding the opponent's attack.

Ren Xiuwen's moves, none of which could touch Lin Yunxi's flesh and skin.

"I'm a little tired!"

Bang!

There was a loud bang, this loud bang was even more violent than the previous Tiger Fist, and a golden light exploded, and this punch passed through the barrier of hundreds of whirlwinds and hit the center of Ren Xiuwen's chest!

The power of the jab fist is like bringing together the power of these countless tiger fists, which can no longer be described as brutal, it can only be said that it is a miracle to keep Ren Xiuwen alive.

The body is like a piece of rubber, drawing a streamline in this vacancy, and falling directly outside the competition platform, the ribs in the chest are all cracked, and even the meridians are a little damaged.

His face was pale, but not a drop of blood oozed out, because the internal wound caused by this punch had locked all the blood in his chest.

Everyone present was overwhelmed by this scene, a disciple of the Venerable First Rank Realm effortlessly injured a Fourth Rank Venerable with a single punch, and the process took less than a minute.

And this Ren Xiuwen can be regarded as a master in the Heavenly Immortal Alliance, and his strength crushed many of the sects present, but he was actually defeated by a seemingly ordinary disciple, and even the Mochizuki City Lord didn't expect that there would be such a master in the Xuanji Camp.

Yang Xiuchen did it in this case, and he also had all kinds of feelings in his heart, he had long wanted to go up and clean him up, but now was not the opportunity to make his own move.

The disciples in the Xuanji Camp had already exploded, and Lin Yunxi suppressed the momentum of the Heavenly Immortal Alliance as soon as he made a move, and it was indeed the biggest trump card in the Xuanji Camp.

The Sect Master of Tianfeng Xuan looked at the young man in front of him, a little light flashed on his terrifying face, and he called Tiangang over and said, "Prepare, you go up!"

"I ?... Master, I'm... I can't beat him..."

Tianfeng Xuan's Sect Master "Tian Zhaoliu" was a middle-aged man who was only forty years old, with two terrifying lines of flesh on both sides of his cheeks that had been burned by fire, and one of his eyes was inlaid with a pearl gem, and only one eye could be used.

"You take this!" Tian Zhaoliu handed a hidden weapon the size of a needle to Tian Gang.

"Blood Poison Needle!"

"Master, you want me to kill him in this battle?" Tiangang asked in shock.

Tian Zhaoliu nodded, "This kid must be eradicated as soon as possible, I have left a total of two blood poison needles, one for this kid, and one for Elder Xuanji, after this competition, I have already discussed with the Lord of Mochizuki City, I want to destroy this Xuanji Camp, and the territory of the Xuanji Camp in the future will be our Tianfengxuan's!"

Tian Zhaoliu is ruthless and vicious, just like his face, terrifying to the extreme, the non-poisonous needle is made by using the ice spirit, and the ice spirit hides the poison of five kinds of poisonous insects, and each drop of venom can kill at least a thousand people after dilution.

Stored in this ice spirit, once it enters the body, it will quietly turn into invisible, even if the Heavenly Master in the Genting Pavilion descends to the earth, absolutely everyone can save it.

Tiangang ghostly smiled, a burst of killing intent secretly appeared in his heart, and he took the initiative to stand up, for fear that Lin Yunxi would not dare to choose himself, that day he made himself unable to be a man in his life, and this blood feud could only be made up for by his death.

Lin Yunxi also had a plan in his heart, and shouted directly at Tianfengxuan, "Tiangang!