Ye Beiwen was still indifferent and cold, did not avoid it, and threw a straight punch.

Both of them did not back down, completely attacking with a strong force, wanting to overwhelm each other in momentum in this way.

But it's a pity that Wang Yan is not afraid of confronting others at all, and this kind of strong confrontation is his favorite way to fight.

Because it has the effect of the Hidden Heaven God Pattern, every time the opponent throws a punch, the star power attached to it will be absorbed by the Buried Heaven God Pattern.

Then it will be stored in it as star power, and if it absorbs more than the load, it will be turned into star power and injected into the dantian, thus forming a new star power.

Therefore, Wang Yan wished that every opponent who fought with him would be this kind of hard-hitting, fist-to-flesh fighting style.

Boom!

The dull sound of flesh colliding sounded, and Wang Yan remained motionless like a mountain, his feet as if they had taken root.

The aftermath of the violent air wave blew the clothes of the two of them into a hunting sound, as if soaring above the nine heavens full of fierce winds.

Seeing this, Ye Beiwen snorted coldly and threw a punch again.

In an instant, countless star powers swept like a tide, surging out, and the fist directly turned into a bright star fist.

Shocking heart-pounding fluctuations rippled through the white space, making the air oppressive and dull.

Wang Yan's mind moved, the dantian ran rapidly, and several star powers poured into his right fist along the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, colliding fiercely with Ye Beiwen's fist!

"Happy!"

The feeling of punching to the flesh made Wang Yan's eyes gradually brighten, and the second punch followed one after another, almost without stopping.

Ye Beiwen was not afraid, and the tiger waving his fists was vigorous, bringing up the afterimage of the Dao.

And this scene was also spread through the hundred-foot-square mirror hanging above the inner gate square of the Lieyang Sect, without omission.

Suddenly, an uproar erupted.

Thousands of inner disciples were enthusiastic when they saw it, and they cheered for Wang Yan one after another, applauding and shouting.

Because Wang Yan is simply a legend in their eyes, an idol at their fingertips.

In the ancient secret realm, he destroyed the entire disciples of the Xingchen Sect with the power of one person, and killed the three masters of Yuan Zun, Zhao Wouji and others.

defeated Zhou Biao, his name was included in the Yaoshi spectrum, and then he fought alone against Li Zhenhai, the peak master of the Star Refining Realm, and killed him.

All kinds of deeds have long been widely spread by the inner disciples and have become idols in the minds of countless people.

Its limelight was immeasurable for a while, completely overshadowing the top ten existences on the Hidden Dragon List that had not been out for a long time.

"Sure enough, there is some strength, no wonder it can be widely spread by those waste talents. ”

Standing with his fists closed, Ye Beiwen looked at Wang Yan indifferently, and his eyes gradually revealed a little coldness.

"You're not bad either. ”

Faced with such an indifferent evaluation, Ye Beiwen snorted coldly, "It's just good?"

"Otherwise, what do you want?"

Wang Yan smiled indifferently, "Could it be that you still want me to evaluate you as comparable to the top ten on the Hidden Dragon List?"

The hands behind his back were quietly clenched into fists, Ye Beiwen's eyes were cold, and a nameless fire gradually rose in his heart.

"It's useless to talk too much, and your subordinates will see the real trick!"

As the words landed, Ye Beiwen suddenly took a step forward, and the aura that belonged to the peak realm of forging stars exploded.

At the same time, the whole body of clothes swelled up, and there were bursts of sounds, as if thousands of people were beating drums in unison.

"Triple wave of falling leaves!"

With an angry shout, Ye Beiwen suddenly flashed and stood in the void, and at the same time, his right fist slammed into Wang Yan.

The star power is like a river, surging and surging, and it has evolved into an overwhelming wave of phantom waves.

For a moment, it seems to make people feel like they are in the furious sea, facing the stormy waves that rise into the sky.

It is like the Milky Way falling above the nine heavens, vowing to sweep away the turbid world.

This martial art is a Xuan-level god-level, and it is also Ye Beiwen's famous stunt.

The first wave contains 10,000 tons of power, and under the beating, it is not dead or injured in the same territory.

In an instant, Wang Yan stepped on one foot and flew out upside down.

The person is still halfway through, but suddenly jumps upward, with his left leg as a support point, and his right leg in a semicircle.

Then, under the eyes of countless people who were surprised and puzzled, he turned around and slashed his legs!

"The dragon wags its tail!"

Countless star powers frantically poured into Wang Yan's right leg, and at the same time, a hundred-foot-high divine dragon phantom appeared behind him!

The glorious dragon power filled this white space, as if the ancient dragon had descended here, overlooking all living beings.

In the next moment, with Wang Yan's movements, the Divine Dragon Phantom behind him twisted its huge body, and the hideous and terrifying dragon tail slammed towards Ye Beiwen!

"So your reliance is on the ground-level martial arts? ridiculous, break it for me!"

Relying on his own cultivation to be much higher than Wang Yan, Ye Beiwen didn't pay attention to it at all, his eyes surged with madness, and he punched out again!

In an instant, Ye Beiwen turned into a star power light man, and countless star power burst out from his body, turning into a sea of star power.

This is the second wave of the triple wave of fallen leaves, containing 100,000 tons of power!

As soon as it emerged, it condensed and fused with the first wave, forming a monstrous wave that rolled towards Wang Yan!

In an instant, Wang Yan's right leg evolved into a terrifying dragon tail of the Divine Dragon Phantom, splitting Huashan with force, colliding with the monstrous waves!

Syllable!

It was like a 10,000-pound boulder that fell into the ocean from nine days, with a deafening roar.

The white space trembled at this moment, as if it might collapse at any time.

Wang Yan's right leg slashed through the monstrous waves, like a sword that opened the sky, and slashed straight at Ye Beiqing!

Along the way, the monstrous waves quickly subsided, dividing into a passage that looked as if it was actively avoiding.

"Damn it!

Seeing that his offensive was about to be defused by Wang Yan's understatement, Ye Beiwen finally went crazy.

The dantian runs to the extreme, and all the star power is vented out without reservation, forming a terrifying wave of star power that connects the sky and the earth!

Ye Beiwen's fists burst out in unison, and the triple waves rolled through the void, and Wang Yan's right legs collided again!

In an instant, the star power turned into a furious attack, devouring each other frantically to cancel each other.

The aftermath of the air waves emitted was like the most violent wind in the world, blowing this space trembling!

Who is this person? Can he block such a domineering blow from Senior Brother Wang?"

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be Ye Beiwen, who has been in retreat for three years, and his strength is not under Wang Yan!"

"What can you do if you are not under Senior Brother Wang? Don't forget, Senior Brother Wang is someone who can defeat even the Eighth Elder!"

In the inner gate square, thousands of disciples looked up at the huge mirror in the sky.

In the picture, Wang Yan's right leg was blocked by Ye Beiwen's fists, with a distance of one meter in the middle.

But it was this distance of one meter that made Wang Yan's right leg unable to fall for a long time.

"The triple wave of fallen leaves is indeed good, but it is still a little hot and offended. ”

The corners of his mouth raised, and the star power in Wang Yan's dantian exploded, frantically pouring into his right leg.

In an instant, the Divine Dragon Phantom, which had been illusory and almost dissipated, became solid again.

With a loud bang, Wang Yan's right leg slammed into Ye Beiwen's shoulder!