The bronze monument is targeted by so many big people, Huang Yi doesn't have any ideas, it's useless to have ideas, he can't move it, he can't hide it, he can't say it, he can't look at it, what's the use? However, on the one-third of an acre of land in his house, Huang Yi was asked to find trouble, Huang Yi didn't do it, and he was helpless in his heart before, and he needed to find someone to express it.

was almost killed without the power to resist, and it was also the woman she fancied, that kind of grievance was simply crazy, so immortal, Shang Yang actually hit the muzzle of the gun.

"Does it have to be like this? I don't actually have any malicious intent", Shang Yang, who was standing on the treetops, narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Huang Yi and said lightly.

Enough talked, no matter how much he said it, he still had to do it in the end, so Huang Yi decided not to speak, the people of the Tiger Mercenary Group, he understood very well, as a force like several giants in Wucheng, it was inevitable to act arrogantly and domineering, if they were not broken through, they would not be afraid, and they would continue to run to find trouble.

For such an arrogant and domineering force, the only way to kill one by one, kill them until they are cold, and then it will be fine, in fact, this is also the law of survival in the last days, if you don't kill someone, you will be killed, it's as simple as that, the situation in history where peace is valued is history after all, and it's a joke to get today's apocalyptic environment.

To tell the truth, Shang Yang really didn't put Huang Yi in his eyes, a few days ago at the door of the Sunset Hotel, Shang Yang had seen Huang Yi, Huang Yi at that time, but only at the level of a combat division, he could capture it with his backhand, however, what surprised him slightly was that Huang Yi was able to survive the pursuit of the sea dragon, which was a bit weird. But it didn't take it to heart for a few days. How much can it change?

However, the facts once again taught Shangyang a lesson, and the so-called Shibei should be impressed by the three days. What's more, in the ever-changing environment of the last days, no one knows what a person will become the next day.

Huang Yi, who was standing opposite Shangyang, was still standing on the wall of Black Mountain Fort, but in the next second, he had disappeared silently, disappearing without a trace like a wisp of wind, and when he reappeared, Huang Yi's figure was already three meters away in front of him, and a fist was constantly enlarged in his eyes. The fist wind blew his gray hair and stood up behind him, and his skin felt like it had been cut by a knife.

"Fenghou level, he has taken this step in the past few days"! Shang Yang's heart chuckled, and his expression became extremely solemn.

Any feudal marquis level is the existence of one party, and none of them are simple characters who can sublimate and take that step in a certain aspect, Shang Yang, who is a feudal marquis himself, knows how difficult it is to take that step from the battle master level.

"It's kind of interesting," Shang Yang said in a deep voice. Standing on the treetops, he didn't move, clenched his fists, and punched out, like a dragon. Murderous, tyrannical, and sonic boom. Thunder roared, and the air twisted. Like rippling water.

Huang Yi came into the air with a punch and saw Shang Yang punch. laughed coldly: "Don't you know the sentence that the fist is afraid of being young"!

......Boom, the two fists met, the sonic boom was like thunder, the terrifying energy was everywhere, and a huge dead tree below shattered into fragments in the sky, and the destructive power was more terrifying than a bomb explosion.

After a punch, he had to retreat more than ten meters, standing in the void, and the person at the Fenghou level was already able to shake the air and make himself stand in the air.

Shang Yang on the opposite side, after a punch, withdrew dozens of meters, looked at Huang Yi and frowned deeply, and the solemn look in his eyes was even more vigorous.

Standing in the void, Shang Yang took a deep breath, his whole body was full of energy, a gray robe made a strong sound, and the whole person seemed to be much taller out of thin air, especially the thin body, which swelled like a balloon, and became a muscle coiled like a fierce man.

"I haven't done it seriously for a few years, if you can't even take it, I don't know what it will be laughed at by those guys", Shang Yang, who was standing in the air, said in a deep voice, and the whole person was like a crazy beast.

When the breath was agitating, Shang Yang's skin began to turn red, the blood in his body was rushing and roaring like a river, and there was a bright red energy rising on the surface of his body, like a burning flame, a tyrannical and scorching breath was drumming on Shang Yang's body, just standing there, the air around him began to distort.

"I'll go, Jiuyang Shengong"? In the distance, Yue Yuan, who was on the wall of Black Mountain Fort, looked at Shang Yang's state and said dumbfounded.

Hai Xin wanted to kick Yue Yuan to death, but said angrily: "Fart's Jiuyang Divine Skill, that is the Burning Sun Fist Technique, a tyrannical martial art, the use of blood and qi, as hot as a flame, just like you, a punch on you, your whole body will be burned to charcoal"!

Intentionally or unintentionally, Haixin seemed to be revealing Shangyang's old background to Huang Yi.

However, Hai Xin didn't know, Huang Yi knew more than Hai Xin, about boxing and martial arts, Huang Yi's head was simply an encyclopedia, just by looking at Shang Yang's appearance, he knew what kind of boxing technique the other party used.

The Burning Sun Boxing Method, in fact, is not a clever boxing method, it is fierce and domineering, it is a set of fierce fighting martial arts, to the realm of entering the house, the blood is as hot as lava, if you want to crack this boxing method, Huang Yi's methods are simply not too much.

Countless martial arts echoed in his mind, and in an instant, Huang Yi thought of a martial art that specialized in restraining this Burning Sun Fist technique.

Huang Yi, who was also at the level of a feudal lord, stood in the void, his whole body was shocked, the blood in his body was rushing, his energy was running in a strange way, the whole person became cold, and his whole body was as white as frost as the strength rose, and under that cold energy, the surrounding air even had frost condensation.

With a ......, the figure distorted, Huang Yi crossed the void like a pale phantom, and once again punched towards Shang Yang, and on the fist, Sen Bai's energy was permeated, cold and cold.

Frost Boxing, a martial art that specializes in restraining the hot and tyrannical boxing method of Sun Boxing, is just right to restrain each other, of course, if you can't reach your own realm, it is inevitable to be counter-defeated.

The so-called boxing methods are actually attributed, each boxing method has its own unique blood and qi operation method, and the different uses of blood and qi show different states.

The solemnity in Shang Yang's eyes was a little heavier again, but he was not afraid, and his fist was like a blazing sun, like a ball of fireball, and his strength pierced through the void, like a brilliant red ribbon of light.

Huang Yi, who was bent on finding someone to fight and vent his anger in his heart, did not want to kill Shang Yang this time, but chose to fight hard.

One red and one white, one cold and one hot, one yin and one yang, the two fists collided again, the hot and cold energy collided, twisted and tyrannical, the air was distorted, the scorching heat and cold were intertwined, and the terrible energy was pervasive, making the bodies of the two people twisted, and it was extremely awkward to see people's hearts.

"Kill ......", after a punch, Huang Yi suddenly roared, and smashed down with another punch, and the pale fist of the forest was like an ice cube, and it was hit again.

"Hmph......", Shang Yang snorted coldly, as a strong man who fought out of the last days, fighting is instinctive, the same punch was blasted, the fist began to turn red, and there was a red energy permeating, like a piece of red-hot steel, extremely hot.

Boom boom boom ......, outside the Black Mountain Fort, in the void, Huang Yi and Shang Yang bombarded each other, one red, one white, one cold and one hot, the two figures were intertwined, the speed was incredible, the cold and hot energy was pervasive everywhere, the destructive power was amazing, the ground became pitted, a little as if it was cracked by fire, and some were frost condensation, trees and rocks were shattered, burning in the ice.

The two phantoms were intertwined, and the fists were bombarded, completely hard-hitting, and in just a dozen seconds, everything within a radius of hundreds of meters outside the Black Mountain Fort was destroyed.

On the city wall, Xiong Fu, who was dressed in gray, frowned and said, "What's wrong with the castle master?" So tyrannical, Frost Fist, he didn't have the changeable and feminine feeling of Frost Fist at all, but he had a hard fight with the other party, and the power of Frost Fist didn't play out at all, but it was Shang Yang, Lieyang Fist itself pays attention to rigidity and domineering, and this kind of hard-hitting style of play is exactly what he means."

Xiong Fu, who is a feudal marquis-level existence, has this eyesight, and since Huang Yi has reached the feudal marquis level, it is impossible not to know the correct way to use the Frost Fist, but he is puzzled by the hard-hitting style.

He was puzzled, Yue Yuan and Haixin didn't understand it even more, they hadn't reached the level of the feudal marquis level, they didn't have that eyesight, they only felt that the interweaving of the figures of the two people, one red and one white, one cold and one hot, was very beautiful and terrifying, and he couldn't see the key to it.

"Kill, kill, kill ......", Huang Yi roared while fighting, his fighting spirit rose, he was completely venting the grievances and anger in his heart, the more he hit, the colder his eyes became, his heart was colder, his killing intent was stronger, his fist was more powerful, and he became colder.

Although Huang Yi did not use the Frost Fist correctly, this tyrannical style of play was still on par with Shang Yang, and Shang Yang was old after all, and it was impossible to take down Huang Yi at once with such a high-intensity battle.

"Battle ......", Shang Yang roared, but he did not retreat, many years ago he followed the Tiger Mercenary Group to fight east and west, that was the prestige of the fight, but after being stationed in Liyu City, after a few years of silence, his fighting spirit has been worn out little by little, and at this time, Huang Yi's fierce fighting style has gradually awakened his inner fighting spirit.

Bang, he was punched by Huang Yi, the cold energy made him feel cold, and his body seemed to freeze, but he also punched Huang Yi, Huang Yi's blood was churning, as if he was about to be burned, and there was a scorched black fist mark where he was beaten.

This feeling is very comfortable, Huang Yi feels very comfortable, hard hitting, punching and kicking, the most bloody and dangerous way of playing, so as to vent the anger and dissatisfaction in his heart.

"Roar ......", to the end, Huang Yi let out a beast-like roar in his throat, and as soon as his fist technique changed, the whole person seemed to have turned into a fierce beast, the fierce breath exploded, and the white and cold energy of the whole body turned into a blood red full of tyranny, bloody and murderous.

After the warm-up, Huang Yi didn't keep his hand anymore......! (To be continued.) )