The audience was stunned in an instant, and everyone didn't see what was going on, Yang Yunting had already shot away.

"The son of Erlang God was beaten away by Ye Taishang?"

"What's going on?"

"I haven't seen it yet!"

However, a few Supreme Elders and Holy Lords in the Kaiyang Holy Land saw the doorway.

The Kaiyang Holy Lord exclaimed, "What a speed, what a strong force!"

The other Taishang also gasped one after another.

The Third Taishang was shocked: "The strength of this body is already comparable to that of a Mahayana stage body refining cultivator!"

Everyone was in an uproar, this saint was so terrifying.

And Yang Yunting was knocked away by a punch, but his nose was bleeding, and he didn't stabilize his body until he was abolished for hundreds of meters, and he didn't say anything after covering his nose for a long time.

Jiang Yushu was even more surprised, although this Yang Yunting was reckless, his kung fu was not weak, and he had obtained the true inheritance of Erlang Shen's Eight or Nine Xuangong, but Yang Yunting was able to be beaten away with one punch, this Ye Qiu was really amazing.

Jiang Yushu hurriedly ran to Yang Yunting's side and said with concern: "Yunting, how are you?

Yang Yunting spread his hand, and everyone was shocked when they saw it, only to see that Yang Yunting's heroic nose was collapsed by the punch just now, and the blood flowed down like a torrent.

Jiang Yushu's face suddenly changed, and he exclaimed: "It's so badly injured, hurry up and let me take a look......"

"Get up!"

Yang Yunting pulled Jiang Yushu back, looked at Ye Qiu in disbelief and said, "You dare to hurt me?"

Ye Qiu twisted his neck, and he felt an unprecedented sense of strength like never before, but Ye Qiu knew that this not only represented strength, but also represented an unparalleled crisis, and if he didn't get the real Eight or Nine Xuangong in the short term, he would inevitably explode and die.

Hearing Yang Yunting's words, the corners of Ye Qiu's mouth pulled into a mocking smile and said, "I not only want to hurt you, but also kill you!"

As soon as Ye Qiu's voice fell, it turned into a streamer by the way, Jiang Yushu's face changed instantly, and he exclaimed, "Stop......"

Before Jiang Yushu's words fell, he was directly pushed away by an irresistible force.

Immediately, everyone saw that Ye Qiu had already dragged this mighty river to impact, and in front of Yang Yunting, he raised his fist.

"Boom, boom!"

The fist rubbed against the air and made a loud noise like thunder, and the audience was shocked.

After all, Yang Yunting is also the son of this Heavenly Court God of War, he was caught off guard by Ye Qiu's punch just now, and now he has already taken precautions, and he also roared fiercely with a fierce face: "Kill me, I'll see if you have this ability!"

At the same time, he also abandoned the three-pointed two-edged knife without picking up his fist to meet Shang Yeqiu's attack.

Immediately, Yang Yunting's body suddenly bloomed with golden light, and his qi and blood roared like mercury slurry, and everyone felt dizzy, and the blood in his body seemed to be boiling with Yang Yunting's qi and blood.

Everyone was terrified.

"What's going on?"

"Why can't I control my qi and blood?"

It's just that some well-informed people said with pale faces: "This is because the qi and blood are too strong, and we have suppressed our control over the body, this Yang Yunting is a strong person in refining the body!"

And several Supreme Elders and Holy Lords of the Kaiyang Holy Land all changed their faces, and they all said in unison: "Eight or nine Xuangong!"

Everyone was stupid when they heard the "Eight or Nine Xuangong".

"What turned out to be the Eight or Nine Xuangong! This is the strongest body refining divine skill in heaven and earth!"

"I remember! This Sun Dasheng and Erlang God are both famous because of the Eight or Nine Xuangong!"

"Then isn't it dangerous for this Ye Taishang to have a hard time with him?"

And at this time, Ye Qiu and Yang Yunting were all in one place!

"Click!"

It was as if a thunder had fallen from the sky, and everyone felt a ringing in their ears, and Venus was rising in front of them.

"Ah...... My ears!"

"It's horrible!"

"Ye Taishang is injured!"

Immediately, everyone saw a shocking scene, only to see Yang Yunting's punch directly bombarding Ye Qiu's arm with flesh and blood, shattering the bones.

Everyone in the Kaiyang Holy Land was stunned, and they all shouted, "Senior Brother Ye!"

"Senior Brother Ye!"

Fang Qingyin, who was in the group of disciples, also screamed: "Ye Qiu!"

Feng Wuwu also frowned.

Ma Pingchuan was also a little surprised that this guy was actually injured by Yang Yunting.

Everyone has a little indescribable feeling in their hearts, but in their hearts, they all know that this Ye Taishang is probably defeated.

"Alas...... After all, he is still a mortal, even if he is a saint, he is not the opponent of this Yang Yunting!"

"Isn't it? A person who has never cultivated, even if he is directly promoted to the Mahayana stage, is still a baby playing with a big sword!"

When Yang Yunting saw the meritorious service, he immediately laughed wildly and said: "Fighting with me is your own death!"

And at this time, a voice full of banter suddenly sounded.

"Are you sure?"

Yang Yunting was stunned when he saw Ye Qiu with a smile on his face, he was a little puzzled, how could this person still laugh when his arm was abolished by his own punch?

But Jiang Yushu, who was pushed away, suddenly had an extremely bad premonition in his heart, and then exclaimed: "Yunting, get out of the way!"

Yang Yunting turned his head to look at Jiang Yushu with a puzzled expression, and everyone was also puzzled.

But then someone exclaimed, "What is this?sword?When did Ye Taishang wear a sword on his waist?"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and looked towards Ye Qiu, but found that Ye Qiu's waist didn't know when a long sword appeared, and at this time, Ye Qiu's uninjured hand had already held the hilt.

And the next moment, Ye Qiu's eyes had become unwavering, and he said indifferently: "Chop ...... Sky...... Pull ......"

When he heard the third word, Jiang Yushu's face turned completely white, and he screamed in panic: "Yun Ting! Run! He really wants to kill you!"

Yang Yunting hadn't reacted at this time, and still sneered: "Kill me?"

But in the next moment, Ye Qiu's momentum all over his body became extremely ethereal, and an aura of indifference that was independent of the world instantly swept the audience, and everyone subconsciously shivered, and their hairs exploded.

Everyone was stunned by the momentum.

And Yang Jian's sneer instantly froze on his face, and his eyes became extremely frightened, exclaiming: "This is Xianyun, how can it be...... How could it be...... You're just mortal...... Let go of me, let go of me!"

Yang Jian also screamed in a panic, but found that he couldn't struggle, Ye Qiu's beaten and broken right hand grabbed Yang Yunting tightly.

"Sword ...... Technique!"

The last two words seemed to float down from the nine heavens, and a sword light was born in an instant, and everyone's eyes seemed to become blank.

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