This time, Bu Wenxing significantly increased his speed, and only a few afterimages of him could be seen within a radius of a few meters, and the cold white afterimage of Huo Huo in the palm of his hand exuded coldness aggressively.

Yan Yi didn't dare to slack off, his legs were firmly planted on the ground, since his speed was not as fast as Bu Wenxing, he simply responded to all changes with the same!

"Eight Directions and Six Palms!"

only heard Bu Wenxing moan softly, and then Yan Yi felt the whistling sound next to his left arm approaching, and the coolness of the strands was like thousands of silver needles piercing into his body.

Without thinking about it, his right arm turned into a fist, carrying a thousand momentum and smashing in the direction of his left arm, the moment he swung it, Yan Yi's heart suddenly throbbed, for some reason, he stopped the fist that wanted to swing out, and his body turned right suddenly.

Sure enough, at the same time that Yan Yi had just turned right, a palm shadow suddenly appeared on his right rib, and in a hurry, Yan Yi could only mobilize Fanchen to strengthen his defense.

"Phew!"

Even though this palm was protected by the prosperity of life, Yan Yi's lower abdomen ached, and before he could take a breath, the cold breath just now came from his chest again.

The hint in his heart made Yan Yi give up the defense of his chest, and his right palm became a blade, slashing backwards.

Which Cheng thought, this time Yan Yi miscalculated, and received a solid palm on his chest, and a cold stinging pain came from his front chest, mixed with violent power to attack the meridians.

Where could Yan Yi feel this wanton act that belonged to Bu Wenxing's aura, and the spiritual power in his body was instantly mobilized, surrounding and dispersing this cold aura layer upon layer.

And Bu Wenxing's offensive has not stopped, although Yan Yi tried his best to defend or avoid Bu Wenxing's palm style, but Bu Wenxing's unpredictable pace matched his unparalleled extreme speed, and the sound of breaking the air that his real ears heard was not necessarily his real offensive, but when Yan Yi wanted to resist other positions, he just slapped at this position.

And every slap of the Bafang Liuyi Palm will leave a cluster of incomparably violent cold energy towards the central acupuncture points in Yan Yi's body, but fortunately, there is a stack of spiritual power in Yan Yi's body, far exceeding the strength of normal spiritual power, and every time it can effectively nip it in the bud before Bu Wenxing's energy rages.

But Yan Yi's appearance and skin are not so comfortable, although Yan Yi may have resisted a few palms of Bu Wenxing crookedly, but in the wave of Bu Wenxing's offensive, it is only a drop in the bucket, and it is not a big deal at all.

The countershock force of the palm alone shook Yan Yi's internal organs extremely uncomfortable, and he wanted to launch a counterattack, but he couldn't catch Bu Wenxing's figure, so he had to stand in place and be beaten.

"It's not a loss of the strength of the Spirit Sevenfold, this move is really powerful!" The people around saw that Bu Wenxing was in absolute upper hand with this move, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"This move should have the power of the intermediate level of the ground martial arts, that young man is going to be sad!"

"I don't think so, although this move pressed the young man inside, it couldn't cause substantial hard damage to him!"

"yes, yes..."

The people around were chattering, although most of them were optimistic about Bu Wenxing, but they all hoped that Yan Yi would not fall down.

"No, if I continue to consume it like this, my spiritual power must be the first to dry up!" Yan Yi said secretly.

"Whoosh..."

Between thoughts, there was a sound of breaking the air behind him again, this time Yan Yi did not hesitate at all, the flame of his right fist exploded and burned, lightly twisted and gathered momentum, turned his head in one go, and smashed it without hesitation.

This time, Yan Yi's circle was firmly connected with Bu Wenxing's palm, and a semi-oval explosive vortex erupted with a "bang", like a comet sweeping the moon, rippling in the battle circle of the two.

Where did Bu Wenxing think that Yan Yi would be able to catch his palm, and the impact from the palm forced Bu Wenxing's ethereal and rapid figure to slam suddenly.

Warriors fight each other, and they change rapidly.

Although it was only a momentary pause, Yan Yi's eyes lit up instantly, and he didn't let go of this opportunity, his right fist instantly changed his move, and he grabbed it along Bu Wenxing's arm, and moved forward.

Since I can't catch you far away, now I've met you... Where are you going!

Fanchen Xi poured out of the nest in an instant, and directly hugged Bu Wenxing's figure along the arm that was grabbed by Yan Yi.

"Prosperity, control!"

Under the extremely stunned looks of everyone, Bu Wenxing, who was originally as fast as an afterimage, directly stopped in place abruptly, and one of his arms was being grabbed by Yan Yi, looking funny.

"You!"

Bu Wenxing felt that his body was pressed in place by an inexplicable force, and he was extremely surprised, but the movements at hand did not stop at all, and Bai Yu's hand was upside down and wanted to grab Yan Yi back.

However, in this absolutely close situation, where is the turn of Bu Wenxing to play majestic, and now, it has become Yan Yi's home field!

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his right arm pulled towards him violently, while his body met him in the opposite direction.

Just in this flash of light, Bu Wenxing's counterattack had just been ready to be released, when he felt a strong force in his right shoulder, and then the center of gravity of this body was directly pushed behind him by Yan Yi.

In order to maintain his balance, Bu Wenxing had to give up his backhand grasp of Yan Yi, and his right foot retreated to support the body that fell backwards, while his hands waved in mid-air to find balance.

How did Bu Wenxing know that his set of actions happened to step into Yan Yi's attack trap.

Yan Yi's right leg stretched out behind Bu Wenxing like lightning, and he stumbled suddenly, Bu Wenxing's backward steps were held up by Yan Yi's solid thigh, and his body flew sideways in the air uncontrollably.

"Outside: Super Big Cut!"

This move that is too familiar to be more familiar, Yan Yi has already made it perfect, and Bu Wenxing's body in mid-air was directly thrown by Yan Yi on the soles of his feet.

This is not over, Bu Wenxing, who had just landed, didn't wait for a breath, Yan Yi's hands followed like a shadow, and grabbed Qi Wenxing again with both hands, borrowing his strength to increase his breath.

"Outside: Jade Defeat Hand, Temporary Stun Martial Arts, Plus, Piercing Cloud Throw!"

Yan Yi grabbed Bu Wenxing, twisted his body backwards, and relied on his right shoulder as the axis to directly twist Bu Wenxing behind him and fall to the ground again.

The huge force directly penetrated the ground into a circle of human-shaped cracks, and Bu Wenxing lifted it up again, grabbed his feet, took his calf as the center of gravity, and used force around his waist, and violently threw Bu Wenxing out of the sky behind him.

Bu Wenxing's body was straight and straight, flipping over for a few weeks, and he fell freely from the sky.

"Poof..."

A cluster of dark red flames appeared in the palm of his right hand, and when Bu Wenxing was about to hit the ground, he clenched his fist violently, and a huge eight-wine glass was thrown towards the place where Bu Wenxing fell.

Bu Wenxing, who was smashed by Yan Yi, didn't wait for the ground to breathe, and was once again frozen by the eight wine glasses that followed closely, and the double dark energy detonated, and Bu Wenxing was directly paralyzed in place in a head-down posture.

There was silence all around, there was no sound, and everyone stayed in place in shock, as if they were recalling Yan Yi's set of combos just now.

"Really... What a fucking violence!"

One of them slowly spit out a sentence, looked at Yan Yi on the field with a shocked face and said.

"yes... How did he fight back? Under that kind of offensive, if it were me, I could only be beaten passively!"

They couldn't believe their eyes, Bu Wenxing, who was still in absolute upper hand just now, was suddenly grabbed by Yan Yi, followed by a brutal beating!

"Poof..."

Bu Wenxing in the distance is also strong, but if he is another martial artist, these few moves are not seriously injured and it is difficult to move, and Bu Wenxing's face is only a little pale, and he spit blood.

But after Yan Yi's explosion, Bu Wenxing still looks like the image of the handsome son Yushu Linfeng just now, wearing a green robe that is tattered and you can see bowl-sized holes everywhere, her hair is messy, full of dust and blades of grass, and she looks extremely embarrassed.

"Isn't that bad... It's not a loss of spiritual guidance sevenfold, hahaha!"

Yan Yi sneered slightly, Bu Wenxing didn't speak when he heard this, his expression was as if he could drip ink, his palms were pressed weakly, his spiritual power was soaring, and a pair of gloomy eyes stared at Yan Yi full of hatred.

It was only at this time that Bu Wen Xing used all his strength, and the majestic spiritual power from the Sevenfold Realm of the Genuine Spirit Attraction Realm agitated beside Bu Wen Xing.

"I just underestimated you... I didn't expect you to have two brushes... But then, I'm not going to hold back... Suffer death!"

Bu Wenxing clenched his teeth, his right hand pushed forward violently, and the boundless spiritual power was like the galaxy star, turning into a giant dragon with teeth and claws and pounced on Yan Yi in the air.

Yan Yi's face was solemn, and he didn't underestimate Bu Wenxing's casual blow this time, he could clearly feel how powerful the terrifying energy fluctuations contained in this plain-looking dragon were.

It seems that Bu Wenxing has just learned how strong Yan Yi's close-quarters combat power is, and he doesn't even rely on speed in hand-to-hand combat at this moment.

"Ranged martial arts... Hehe, is that what you have?"

Yan Yi grinned in the face of the roaring spiritual dragon, raised his arms and slowly opened them.

Draw the bow and the string is full.

Flame of the Sun!