On the field, Yang Yonghui and Zhang Rongchang have already fought together.

Zhang Rongchang did what he said, and sure enough, he only used the high-level internal strength of Xuanji to fight with Yang Yonghui.

However, just like the last game just now, He Jianda, who was also a high-level Xuanhui, faced Yang Yonghui, but was beaten to the point that he had no power to fight back, which is enough to show that the realm does not represent everything.

I don't know if it's intentional or coincidental, the martial arts used by Zhang Rongchang are also flame palms.

"Burn it all!"

The same move, used in Zhang Rongchang's hands, is completely different from He Jianda.

Before the palm of his hand arrived, the gusts of hot wind blowing from the palm wind made Yang Yonghui feel like he was in a steamer.

Habitually, Yang Yonghui faced an opponent who did not know the details, and first took a defensive position.

However, allowing Zhang Rongchang to attack at will, Yang Yonghui will soon be unable to hold on.

Although Zhang Rongchang suppressed the realm to the high level of the Xuan level, his martial arts skills were more proficient than He Jianda, and his movements were faster and spicy, which made Yang Yonghui busy parrying, and even the idea of stealing martial arts was temporarily suppressed.

Drink~

Zhang Rongchang flew up, and Yang Yonghui hurriedly retreated to the left.

I didn't want this kick to be obviously not a false move, but Zhang Rongchang said that he would accept it, and with a light tap under his feet, he followed him like a shadow, pasting Yang Yonghui who flew away, and his palm was as red as coal.

Yang Yonghui was in the air, and there was no way to avoid it, so he could only fight hard with the iron gate with both hands.

Bang!

Yang Yonghui took advantage of the situation and somersault and fell far to the ground.

When I looked down, the skin of my two forearms was a little scorched, as if I had been accidentally burned by a scalper.

As for the clothes that originally covered it, they had long been burned and pierced, and two large holes had been torn open.

The only fortunate thing is that Zhang Rongchang is good at what he says, and he didn't use the internal strength that exceeds the Xuan-level high-level.

Otherwise, Yang Yonghui would definitely not only have a slight burn on his skin, but also two arms that would definitely not be saved.

Even so, Yang Yonghui completely fell into the disadvantage and was suppressed to the extreme.

Unlike in the past, Yang Yonghui took the initiative to take a defensive position at the beginning, waited for the time to be ripe, and then suddenly counterattacked, laying down the victory in one fell swoop.

But now Zhang Rongchang is suppressing too much, and Yang Yonghui is forced to be helpless and go all out to go on the defensive.

One is active, the other is passive, Yang Yonghui's difficult situation can be imagined.

"And, even if it's defending, it looks like it's going to be impossible to defend. ”

Yang Yonghui's face was serious.

The situation was very bad for him.

Even if he knew that the other party was an elder of a top-level sect, a great master at the dignified level. I am not ashamed to lose to Zhang Rongchang.

But Yang Yonghui thought to himself that he was a man with a golden finger, how could he admit defeat so easily!

"If you can't hold it, then attack it! Anyway, it's just a contest, and no one can die. Instead of letting people rub on the ground and die, it's better to have a vigorous attack!"

Having made up his mind in his heart, Yang Yonghui did not hesitate.

"Don't use the hidden dragon!"

Yang Yonghui threw a punch, and the shadow of the fist was erratic, instantly covering a large area between Zhang Rongchang's chest and abdomen, but it was difficult to figure out his ultimate goal.

"It's a good time!" Zhang Rongchang snorted, and a palm was punched, and immediately one became two, two became four, and four became eight......

The palm shadow split and split, and the sky was full of phantoms, covering the upper and lower parts of Zhou's body, and it was impenetrable.

Yang Yonghui seemed to ignore the countless palm shadows, and his fist went straight in, but he skillfully avoided Zhang Rongchang's palm and smashed straight into his chest.

"Huh~" Zhang Rongchang exclaimed, and his movements were not slow at all.

With his left hand, he gently pushed Yang Yonghui's fist and leaned to the side at the same time, skillfully avoiding the incoming fist.

"Good!"

Liang Haiping, who was the first to watch the battle, cheered, and the onlookers even brightened their eyes and their hearts beat endlessly.

Zhang Rongchang put aside all chores and devoted himself to cultivating martial arts, purely in terms of combat experience and the application of martial arts, which was even higher than Liang Haiping and others.

If everyone suppresses cultivation and pulls it to the level of Xuanji's high-level, Liang Haiping will most likely not be able to defeat Zhang Rongchang, a fellow disciple.

So what kind of performance will Yang Yonghui, a post-born boy, hand over?

But I saw that Yang Yonghui was not in a hurry, and followed Zhang Rongchang's push, with the tip of his left foot as the axis, his body turned half a circle, and a whip leg swept over.

Zhang Rongchang didn't expect him to change his moves so quickly, he was taken aback in his heart, and he couldn't care about the demeanor of his predecessors, so he hurriedly jumped up and avoided Yang Yonghui's whip legs.

Yang Yonghui's hard-won advantage, where is he willing to let it go easily, of course, he must take advantage of the victory to pursue.

The whip legs were retracted, the feet were steady, and the waist sank immediately, just like a boxing match, and a right hook punch blasted out like a cannon.

His eyes flickered, and the target turned out to be the sole of Zhang Rongchang's right foot.

In general, the soles of the feet are not critical. If you are a master of leg skills, it is the sharpest attack weapon.

Yang Yonghui hit the soles of other people's feet, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a stinky chess game.

What Liang Haiping didn't expect was that Zhang Rongchang seemed to be very jealous of his fists, kicked his two feet in the void, and rose half a foot vigorously, which was worthy of avoiding Yang Yonghui's sky-piercing.

At the same time, I didn't have time to think about it in my heart, and subconsciously I was lucky.

Yang Yonghui was going to continue to "chase and kill", and suddenly his heart sank, and he instinctively felt a great danger that was about to come.

Without giving instructions in his head, his feet had already reacted, and he quickly touched the ground, and the whole person avoided a few feet horizontally.

Rumble~~~

As soon as Yang Yonghui avoided, a fiery red light that brightened the blinding eyes seemed to fill the entire hall, and suddenly appeared from Zhang Rongchang's hand in the air, and instantly flew out and slammed into the place where Yang Yonghui was standing just now.

Yang Yonghui only felt that his feet were soft, but the ground was actually shaking slightly, making him a little unstable and had nowhere to focus.

When I looked at it again, the ground that was paved with thick floor tiles and was extremely solid was actually hit out of a round pit with a diameter of more than one meter and a depth of nearly late.

Yang Yonghui raised his head, looked at Zhang Rongchang who was slowly landing, and swallowed his saliva unconsciously.

If it hits yourself just now, the consequences will ......

He didn't dare to think about it anymore.

The only thing that is certain is that his small body of Yang Yonghui will definitely not be stronger than the floor of this hall.

Zhang Rongchang also withdrew his gaze from the round pit on the ground, and looked at Yang Yonghui, who looked sluggish on the other side, and looked very embarrassed silently.

"I'm sorry, I was in a hurry just now, and I forgot to suppress the realm for a while. ”

Yang Yonghui still looked at him fixedly, didn't speak, and didn't know if he was stunned.

Zhang Rongchang asked tentatively: "Then, let's come again?"

Liang Haiping stroked his forehead with one hand, crying and laughing.

You forget it for a while, but you will die!

Who's going to "come again" with you!"