Qin Shaofeng's proud figure was a joke in front of Yang Xiaomu.

Every time I saw Yang Xiaomu being shattered, it was all an afterimage, until the end, even Qin Shaofeng himself didn't believe that he had killed Yang Xiaomu.

Instead, what made him even more desperate was that every time the afterimage was shattered, there would always be an extra palm on his shoulder.

A strong sense of powerlessness filled Qin Shaofeng's body and mind, and no matter what means he used, he couldn't get rid of Yang Xiaomu's shadow.

However, he didn't want to give up, let alone admit defeat, because he was unwilling to be humiliated by a nobody.

Not only Qin Shaofeng, but everyone knew that Yang Xiaomu was playing tricks on Qin Shaofeng, and if he wanted to end the battle, he only needed one move.

It's a powerless and hopeless outcome.

Even the martial kings of the Qin and Chu families are no exception, if Yang Xiaomu is a disciple of a certain big family, it is okay, if he does his best, he can accept it, but he has not used his true qi from beginning to end, what a terrible fact.

Younger generation, no one can do this!

"Shaofeng, you lost, step down!" Finally, the Martial King of the Qin family really couldn't stand it, and his true qi wrapped Qin Shaofeng away, but he was quite disciplined and didn't shoot directly at Yang Xiaomu.

Yang Xiaomu just glanced at the other party, and then looked around at the group of heroes, as if looking at the demon king of the world, "Are you all waste!" No one has any decent skills! ”

"I'm coming!" At last, a cold young man came, not handsome, but with a resolute face, and at first glance he was a man of great determination.

"Oh! Jason is on the scene, and Jason has always been the pride of our Western League! ”

"Jason has experienced the Cataclysmic Era, and later underwent biochemical transformation, and now he is a fifth-order martial sect cultivator!"

"Jason's martial will is rare, and even the Duke is amazed!"

"I'm confident in Jason, oh! God willing! ”

With the appearance of a cold man named Jason, many exclamations followed, and no rebuttal could be heard, and it seemed that everyone had a clear understanding of Jason's strength.

When he walked out of the crowd, Jason's speed was not fast, it could even be said to be very slow. However, with each step, the will of the martial arts will become stronger, rushing away like a surging river, and these young people involuntarily vacate a way.

"If you want to compete with me for martial arts will, I can only say that I can't do it, but my courage is commendable!" Yang Xiaomu chuckled and shook his head. Steady as Mount Tai, solid as a rock, the other party's martial arts will is indeed very strong, but it is only more than 200 points, this will oppression, it is just an itch for himself.

Looking at the relaxed and casual Yang Xiaomu, Jason's expression gradually became solemn, he was engrossed, staring at Yang Xiaomu deadly, and the martial arts will was urged to the extreme, like an angry wave, like a hurricane roaring, like a thunderbolt.

It's a conscious, spiritual feeling that you can't see or touch, but you can really feel it.

"You've reached your limit!" Looking at Jason, who was sweating profusely, Yang Xiaomu restrained his smile, and then stepped out suddenly, "Let me also feel how strong the innate will that surpasses the Martial Emperor!" ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone saw an incredible scene, the air between the two seemed to separate automatically, and they could feel and even see an unpredictable heavenly sword force slashing away.

"Poof!" Jason couldn't help but take three steps back, vomiting blood, and raised his head in horror!

He can 'see' that a heavenly knife is suspended above his head, and once he is cut off, he will become an idiot at best, and at worst he will be directly shattered and die instantly.

Of course, Yang Xiaomu had no intention of killing, at the critical moment, the martial arts were restrained, and the scene just now was like a dream.

But everyone knew that everything that happened just now couldn't be more real, and the martial arts will of the other party was so terrifying that it could even interfere with the material world!

Who the hell is he? Is this still human?

This is everyone's doubt!

The appearance of Yang Xiaomu, a dark horse, was unexpected by everyone, because he appeared out of thin air and had never heard of it before.

This adds to his mystery!

Now, no one dares to challenge anymore, whether it is strength or martial will, he has a crushing advantage, and challenging him is no different from looking for abuse.

However, there are a few exceptions!

"Good guys, everyone is looking away!" Chu Yijun walked out laughing, arrogant.

"You're going to challenge me too?" Yang Xiaomu smiled.

"Not bad!" Chu Shunjun laughed, "Take out all your strength, as long as you can defeat me, Wanjun will follow you!" ”

"Can you call the shots?" Yang Xiaomu raised his eyebrows and habitually touched his earlobe.

"Yes!" Chu Shunjun glanced at the Martial King of the Chu Family, who wanted to speak and stopped, "I believe that the Ancestor will also be very interested in you, of course, provided that you can defeat me!" ”

In fact, Chu Yijun was also a militant and a martial idiot, and the reason why he went through many tests and joined the mysterious department of Huameng was because he could fight non-stop. Now that he saw Yang Xiaomu, he naturally saw that he was happy, and he couldn't hold it back, and wanted to fight happily.

Of course, there is another reason that Chu Wanjun has a good impression of Yang Xiaomu, as long as Yang Xiaomu can prove his strength and value, I believe that the ancestor will no longer force the former to marry into the Qin family, and the reason why he challenges is also to block Youyou's mouth.

Chu Shunjun has already made up his mind in his heart, and he will be unaware of it later, and losing to Yang Xiaomu in one and a half moves can be regarded as an explanation to the family.

However, he didn't know that with Yang Xiaomu's strength, there was no need for others to give in. And it was only very soon that he suffered.

Seeing that Yang Xiaomu was only fighting with himself with his physical strength, the arrogant Chu Yijun naturally would not use his true qi, but only soon, he was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, pure physical strength, no one would be the opponent of the Ancient Holy Body, not to mention that Yang Xiaomu also devoured so many special physique origins, especially after this injury, through the practice of Tai Chi, the fusion with various special physique origins is even more preliminary.

"Boy, it's so boring to fight back and forth like this, if you want to fight, do your best, and fight happily!" Chu Yijun, who was beaten into a pig's head and panda eyes, roared, he didn't want to have a hard time with Yang Xiaomu like this, he was simply looking for abuse.

"Go ahead and give it your all! As for me, you're not qualified to give me all in! Yang Xiaomu stood with his hands tied and said lightly.

"Humph! Wait, don't cry and beg for mercy! No matter who it is, it won't be too cool to hear this, not to mention the arrogant Chu Yijun, who also has a trace of anger in his heart, and he attacked again, unequivocally.

However, he was still very measured, and he didn't use weapons, just with his bare hands, but even so, he was beaten with a thunderbolt of lightning.

(End of chapter)