"I really didn't see it, but I still had a little guts. ”

Ao Yin sneered: "Su Wenquan Ying's sect is a pure martial cultivator, and his body is tenacious, and there are even rumors of 'invincible at the same level'. ”

He slowly pulled out the long sword behind his back, and said with a cruel smile: "Then Ao Mou will use the sword to cultivate the path and come to learn the pure martial arts cultivation skills of the same sect." ”

Looking at his arrogant demeanor and eyes, he didn't put the signage machine in his eyes at all.

The melon-eating crowd on the side, when they saw someone fighting, dodged backwards one after another, and soon flashed out of an open space.

Now, the recruiting machine has no other thoughts, since the battle is unavoidable, he has to take the offer hard.

He took a few steps back, and after standing still, he clenched his fists, and at the same time shook his arms with his backhand, and the shirt seemed to be inflated, as if the whole dress had stretched out a lot.

Immediately clenched his palms into fists, kicked his feet, made a fierce tiger pounce on food, rushed to Ao Yin, and shouted violently:

"Tiger Spike!"

This boxing method was originally taken from Feng Xiaotian's "jab boxing," which was a middle-level cultivation technique for the "Kun" volume, and was later taught by Cui Sheng to his new disciples.

"It's good to come. ”

Na Ao Yin was not in a hurry, took half a step back, pinched the trick with his right palm, swung his left hand back, and the long sword in his right hand was not drawn, and together with the scabbard, he waved a phantom shadow, and shouted in his mouth:

"Big wooden wall!"

"Boom!"

As a wave of colliding qi dispersed, the pair of fists of the signboard were slamming into a turquoise wall.

It turned out that at some point, a cyan image appeared in front of Ao Yin, lush and layered, like a solid and incomparable defensive wall, appearing between the two of them.

Someone in the crowd exclaimed, "This is the Life Force Defense Cultivation Technique." ”

It turned out that in addition to his excellent swordsmanship, this Ao Yin also cultivated a set of defensive sword cultivation skills by virtue of the body's wood life force characteristics, which was called "Big Wood Connecting Walls." ”

Once this move is cast, it can create an automatic illusory body barrier, which is like a hardwood surrounded by idle vines, making it difficult for opponents to attack.

Although Ao Yin is currently a fourth-order cultivator stage cultivator, he is not yet able to display the physical cultivation skills of the cultivator stage, but with his excellent seven-star wood system life, it is already extremely rare to be able to have this attainment.

Hearing the screams of the crowd, Ao Yin's face couldn't help but glow with pride.

Mo said that it was the pure martial arts cultivation fist strength of the Zhaowen machine, and it was the sharp sword power exerted by ordinary sword cultivation disciples, and in front of the defense of this big wooden wall, it would also be unloaded layer by layer.

Relying on the strong defense of this move, he has already defeated many disciples of the outer sect.

In the crowd of onlookers, there were many people who knew the goods, and immediately began to discuss:

"This Ao Yin is an outstanding disciple of Lingyun Sect, as a fourth-order cultivator, he can actually display such a defensive martial art. ”

"People are seven-star wood-based lifeforms, and it is normal to fuse and cultivate a set of low-level defensive cultivation skills. ”

"Yes, you can use it before you reach the cultivation period, this Ao Yin's murderous name is really worthy of its name!"

Seeing that it was blocked, the Zhaowen machine shouted again at the moment, and rushed with both arms, intending to rush forward.

At this time, the green tendons all over his body burst out, and his face was resolute, especially a pair of steel-like fists, after all the spiritual power in his body penetrated, he already had the strength of three or four hundred catties.

But even so, in front of the "big wooden wall", it is still difficult to take a step forward.

On the contrary, Ao Yin's big wooden wall continuously emitted layer after layer of wood energy, continuously attacking the body of the recruiting machine, although the power of the latter's fist was amazing, but under the layers of wood energy, it was getting more and more exhausted, and finally all disappeared.

There were already large beads of sweat on the top of the head of the recruiting machine, which looked quite strained, and the body was even more trembling, obviously almost unable to support it.

Ao Yin had a leisurely complexion, looking very relaxed, and said lightly in his mouth:

"Zhao Tongzong, I only used one defensive cultivation technique 'Big Wood Connecting Wall' in the next move, you can't attack me anymore, if my long sword is unsheathed at this time, where can you still stand here safely!"

Several Lingyun Sect disciples beside him were all very proud, and they laughed loudly:

"A third-order cultivator actually dares to do something with the fourth-order cultivator stage, it's simply beyond his strength!"

"How can the gap in strength be crossed at will?"

As soon as Senior Brother Ao made a move, the Quanying Gate had already collapsed. ”

At the moment, the Zhaowen machine is suffering from layers of wood, and it is very hard, how can it have any strength to refute, and in the face of their cynicism, it is helpless.

Is this the difference in strength? He suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.

Seeing this, Ao Yin smiled coldly.

The reason why he enjoys a fierce reputation in the outer door is nothing more than because he is ruthless in his shots, never willing to leave his hands, and almost beats his opponent to serious injuries every time he makes a shot.

Even if he was known by the master, at most he reprimanded a few words, but secretly praised his disciples: not to mention his strength, he also earned a lot of face for the sect.

The disparity in strength between each other in this battle is too great, and the sooner you resolve the battle, the more you will be able to show your strength.

He obviously didn't want to waste any more time, and his body shook at the moment, completely unloading the fist strength of the Zhaowen machine, and sneered: "It is said that the pure martial arts disciple's body is like an iron wall, and Ao is about to see it." ”

As he spoke, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and several sword flowers were pulled out in an instant, and the power of the life spirit was gathered on the tip of the sword, and it stabbed at the front of the Zhaowen machine.

At this time, the strength of the Zhaowen machine had just disappeared, and he was exhausted, and his body was a little unstable on his feet, so he could still take care of blocking.

Immediately stabbed directly into the right shoulder, this sword was quite heavy, and the momentum was so fast that it barely entered a few inches. Zhaowen immediately fell to the ground with a muffled snort, and when he stood up on his own, his right shoulder was already red.

Thanks to his tenacity, he endured this great pain, and if he was someone else, he was afraid that he would have screamed out.

Cinnabar and Bai Shan hurriedly rushed over, slowly helped the signage machine up, and at the same time said to Ao with angry faces:

"The surname is Ao, you are too ruthless!"

Ao Yin looked at them with great disdain, shook his head and sighed: "What kind of pure martial arts cultivation, invincible at the same level, I can't imagine that it is so vulnerable!"

Several Lingyun Sect disciples behind him all laughed wildly.

Cinnabar and Baishan couldn't help but tremble when they heard the wanton insults of these people.

Especially Cinnabar, who has a strong heart, said angrily to Ao Yin and the others: "You are far from the level of my senior brother, it is nothing more than strength suppression, what is there to be proud of." ”

Ao Yinwei smiled: "Yes, it is clear that you can suppress you with your strength, what can you do with me?"

Before he finished speaking, Cinnabar had already rushed out, rushing towards Ao Yin in a frenzy, and said in a scolding voice:

"Bastard, I just can't get used to your arrogant virtue, I have to fight to the death today. ”

The girl in the red jacket saw that Zhaowen's body was seriously injured, and Cinnabar rushed out recklessly, and when she landed with a sharp look in her eyes, she took a step forward, as if she was going to rush out to help Cinnabar.

The old man with a hat behind her hurriedly grabbed her, shook his head cautiously and said, "Don't be reckless." ”

"You're looking for death!"

Ao Yin's face was cold, he had always acted domineeringly, and no one had ever dared to open his mouth to scold him directly.

Before Cinnabar could rush in front of Ao Yin, a stout disciple suddenly jumped out next to him, directly in front of Cinnabar, and smashed out a punch in his chest.

This punch was powerful and heavy, directly knocking the cinnabar out of three zhang away.

He is a "mediocre" personality, and he is not even a solid apprenticeship. This time it's good, he was directly knocked out of the air, not to mention, the blood in his chest was surging, and he couldn't suppress it anymore, and opened his mouth to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

This Lingyun Sect disciple who made a move, his name was Li Dayong, but he was a fourth-order cultivator.

Seeing that Cinnabar was punched away by him, he was even more proud in his heart, and said: "The stinky boy is not ashamed, I thought you had two hits, but I didn't expect it to be a pus." ”

In the midst of insults, he suddenly opened his mouth wide and froze on the spot.

It turned out that the cinnabar actually got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and pounced on him like a madman.

"Bang!"

Another powerful punch, Cinnabar was hit again in the air and flew up, and after landing on the ground, not to mention the scars all over the body, the whole body was like falling apart, and several sharp pains also came.

But Rao is like this, he still refuses to give in, he supports the ground with his hands with difficulty, his expression shows a resolute and unyielding look, and his eyes full of anger look at the Lingyunmen and others on the opposite side viciously.

Immediately, in the midst of an exclamation, Cinnabar actually stood up for the third time and staggered towards them.

"It's just stupid. ”

Li Dayong's face could no longer be hung up, how could he allow such a guy who was like garbage to pounce in front of him again and again.

So he threw another punch at the opponent's chest.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that the cinnabar who stumbled in front of him was actually cold-eyed, and he also threw a punch at him at the same time.

Li Dayong said, how can this kid still have the strength to fly, he was obviously beaten by me twice?

He was thinking about it, when suddenly his eyebrows moved in the middle, as if something had torn a crack and drilled straight in.

What's going on?

There was a buzz in his head, and he seemed to lose all consciousness, and his body went limp.

At this time, Cinnabar's fist finally smashed on Li Dayong's face, and a cold smile also touched the corner of his mouth.

Shicai was in a hurry, and he actually thought of using spiritual power to try to attack Li Dayong, but he didn't expect the other party to be caught off guard, and he really announced that he had been hit.

It seems that this spiritual power still has some effect, but it's a pity that it is not a mature cultivation technique, and its effect is extremely limited.

It's just that after this punch fell, he couldn't support the heavy injury anymore, and sat down on the ground, gasping for breath.

Almost instantly, Li Dayong woke up from the mental tingling, felt the hot pain on his face, and in a fit of rage, he kicked directly at the cinnabar sitting cross-legged in front of him.

"Bang!"

Cinnabar was like a broken kite, dragging an arc on the ground, and his head finally hit the ground, and he fell unconscious.

Seeing this scene, Bai Shan hurriedly ran to Cinnabar to check, and saw that he was already unconscious, and couldn't help but feel sad.

As the battle ended, several disciples of the Lingyun Sect were all proud, and let out an unusually piercing shout:

"An unpopular sect like Quanyingmen is simply a shame for the outer sect, and the disciples under the sect are all pustules and vulnerable. ”

"I think even if they come in charge, I'm afraid they will be defeated by our Senior Brother Ao. ”

"Such an inferior outer door will only lose Donglan's face, in fact, it should have been removed a long time ago. ”

The crowd of onlookers looked at their arrogant appearance, although they were extremely disgusted, but they were helpless.

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from the crowd, like ice and snow in winter, cold to the bone:

"Who said that my Quanying disciples are all pustules?"