At the formal gatherings of the major families in Yujing City, martial arts competitions are traditional.

First, it is an opportunity to exchange combat techniques and Taoism, and secondly, it is also an opportunity to evaluate the strength of each family, and many young people and subordinates also regard this as a step forward to show their talents to the elders of the family.

But challenging the lord of a house is inevitably full of other meanings, such as the smell of gunpowder.

There was friction between the Tu family and the Yan family two days ago, and although the inside story has been sealed, the huge "Golden Boat" Shenhe is a fact that can be seen by all and cannot be concealed.

In this way, Min Hong, who is known as the second chief sect head of the Tu family's armed forces, directly named Yan to hold a court session after successively overthrowing a chief steward and a guest secretary of the Yan Mansion, which inevitably makes people think more.

Min Hong is a pure war cultivator, it is said that when he was a teenager, he thought that he had no talent for law cultivation, so he wholeheartedly followed the path of war cultivation and achieved advanced attainments in palm practice.

At present, in the Tu family, his strength is second only to "Mo Dao" Feng Yizhi, if it weren't for the fact that Yujing City still had Xia Pingsheng here, maybe it was possible to say that he was the second in Yujing.

As soon as Min Hong's words came out, everyone around him, whether they were moving their muscles and bones, or catching and comparing, all stopped and focused their eyes on the past in a little stunned.

Tu Yuyong's words of scolding came to his lips, but he was dragged by Yan Kaiting, and he almost flirted with him.

Yan Kaiting himself borrowed this strength, Shi Shiran stood up and responded: "Okay." ”

Tu Yuyong couldn't help but want to curse, and when he raised his eyes, a shadow was pressed above his head, and it was Fu Mingxuan who didn't know when he stood behind him.

Tu Yuyong swallowed the dirty words and said in a low voice: "You and I join forces to separate them?" Tu Yuyong is self-aware, Min Hong's posture obviously doesn't take him seriously, if it is said that force, he is really not the opponent of this old horseman.

Fu Mingxuan said slowly: "Let's take a look first." He lowered his head, and his gaze seemed to unintentionally sweep over Han Fenglai.

Han Fenglai held Konghou and sat in place in a proper manner, as if he was a little bored, his fingers passed over the thirteen strings, but he didn't make a sound.

Fu Mingxuan retracted his gaze and continued to look at Yan Kaiting and Min Hong.

At this time, a group of people and others fled one after another, leaving a huge venue for Yan Kaiting and Min Hong. Most of them have no supernatural powers, and they are at most between the first and second rate in terms of combat cultivation, and they can't even provoke Yan Kaiting, let alone Min Hong.

Yan Kaiting didn't talk much to Min Hong, and walked to the field first.

Min Hong was older, and even less modest, so he put on a senior posture, and first explained two sentences of opening routines about ending and learning combat skills.

Yan Kaiting took out a fist glove, and his appearance was so luxurious that it looked like a plaything made of gold wire.

He slowly put it on his right hand, and said: "Min Jiaotou's 'Zengyuan Palm' is no worse than my hammer, it's inconvenient to use weapons now, I'll wear gloves, you have no opinion, right?"

Min Hong was so degraded that he didn't know what kind of treasure Yan Kaiting had in his hand, and with the background of "Heavenly Creation", it was not uncommon for him to have one or two high-level defensive magic weapons on his body.

However, Min Hong didn't mean to do this, he didn't take Xia Pingsheng and Yan Fu in his eyes anymore, and he couldn't kill and injure Yan in front of everyone before the big war. So he said with a smirk: "Of course not, you can do it yourself." ”

Tu Yuyong and Fu Mingxuan next to him saw this, and their expressions were slightly relieved.

Min Hong's "Zengyuan Palm" is a forging body that has been small, tough as rhino leather and as hard as a golden stone, and it is used with all its might, no less than a blunt weapon, which integrates attack and defense.

If you are empty-handed with him, you will definitely suffer. But since Yan Kaiting knew that he was going to wear boxing gloves, he would definitely guard against the opponent's tricks.

The next moment, Yan Kaiting and Min Hong were hedged and fought together, which was actually the most dangerous hand-to-hand combat!

I saw countless fists and kicks like a storm, completely enveloping the two figures. The sounds of blocking, elbowing, and parrying sounded densely and continuously, and people couldn't breathe until they heard it.

The Thunder and Fire Avenue that Yan Kaiting walked was born with divine power, which was arrogant and violent, and had the momentum of opening the mountain with one blow.

Min Hong focuses on forging his body, refining himself as a soldier, pursuing to break through the acquired realm with a hundred refining bodies, and only moving forward and not retreating.

As soon as the two got started, they coincidentally chose to face to face, tough to tough, almost no tricks, and after a while, the field was really angry, and the aftermath was shocking.

Such a comparable scene was beyond most people's expectations.

In the face of such an experienced and strong man as Min Hong, his strength is still secondary. For most young people, the momentum will first fall behind, and then affect the performance of combat skills.

And the young masters who take the path of orthodox cultivation will also lose in close quarters in the face of pure high-level combat cultivation. It is only after they have a lot of experience that they can learn to overcome their weaknesses with their own strengths.

Tu Yuyong felt a chill in his back, and he was in a trance, remembering the last time he and Yan Kaiting fought on the boat.

He just suffered in physical skills, and the medium-range attack when the two of them opened up the distance could still go back and forth, and after being close, he had the terrifying feeling of being crushed by the mountain peak.

Tu Yuyong couldn't help muttering: "What level has this kid's forging body reached? In fact, if Brother Ting concentrates on the path of war cultivation, he can also step through the acquired path to prove the innate way, right?"

Fu Mingxuan said: "Since there is a more convenient divine power to guide the way, why do you have to suffer the suffering of the flesh refining body." ”

Tu Yuyong heard this cool sentence, and wanted to cry without tears, that is a great supernatural power, can it be regarded as a convenient road?

At this time, Min Hong played half a round of "ghost punch", and under the cover of the fake shadow, he jumped out of the field, hugged his fists and said: "Chengjiao, thank you Yan Ye." ”

At this moment, Min Hong was arrogant, smiling kindly, and didn't seem to mind the confrontation situation at all, but in fact, for a powerhouse of his level, he had been greatly swept away.

Yan Kaiting also retracted his fist, stood on the spot and adjusted his breathing, took off his fist gloves and looked at them, put them in the mustard seed bag, and after completing this series of actions, he responded: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say." ”

Yan Kaiting's reaction was so sluggish, but Min Hong's face did not show any gloom, and he borrowed an excuse to sit back in the Tu family's seat. The rest of the people did not dare to offend him, and after a while they mingled happily and smoothed out all the tension caused by this challenge.

Tu Yuyong said strangely: "When did Min Lao'er become so generous?"

He knows this Tu Mansion No. 2 martial artist best, not to mention the amount of energy, this person is the most narrow-minded, and he is not even convinced by the seal in secret.

It's a pity that the real person of the old way, against the super flow battle cultivation of the old way, at this level, unless the battle cultivation has a unique skill that can move the world, it will be a step worse in the end. And Min Hong and Xia Pingsheng have never had the opportunity to fight head-on, which is not a pity in his heart.

Min Hong and Yan Kaiting fought in such an ugly situation just now, if he didn't give up and continued, Yan Kaiting estimated that in another quarter of an hour, he would be unable to continue and show his defeat. After all, although the innate divine power is abundant, after a long time, it still can't completely offset the power cultivated by high-level combat cultivation.

Fu Mingxuan didn't speak, his sword was already leaping out in the sea of knowledge just now, and he didn't want Min Hong to withdraw his hand in time.

If something is abnormal, there must be a demon, Fu Mingxuan lowered his head and looked at Han Feng, who just raised his head, and the two exchanged a look quietly. Han Fenglai nodded slightly, as if affirming Fu Mingxuan's question.

At this moment, Yan Kaiting had already walked up to everyone, dealing with Tu Yuyong's question, and was impatient, so he simply took out the golden wire fist glove just now and threw it to him to study it by himself.

Fu Mingxuan turned his head to reply to his question, because Yan Kaiting was the first time to participate in the war, watching things progress, although it was roughly the same as the usual drill, there were also some details to understand.

However, in Yan Kaiting's mind, Tu Yuyong and him are half a catty and eight taels, or Fu Mingxuan is more reliable.

Tu Yuyong, who was underestimated, couldn't help but be indignant, but he had participated in the last actual battle. Fu Mingxuan did not return to his hometown that year, and strictly speaking, it was the first time he joined the war.

However, Fu Jialangjun always had a convincing courage, and even the great elder of the City Lord's Mansion did not treat him as a newcomer.

Han Fenglai, who was ignored by everyone, still sat honestly, lowered his head, and suddenly leaked a scale from the thirteen silent strings on his fingertips.

The sound was neither high nor low, and it did not attract much attention among the voices of the people in the courtyard, and was soon drowned out by the sound of trumpets that resounded throughout the city.

"Demon Fall"!

"Magic Moment" kicked off.

The voices in the courtyard immediately lowered their volume, but the old people didn't look too nervous.

From the first trace of monsters appearing in the defense line outside the city, to the opening of the gap in the space to the maximum, and the appearance of groups of monsters in the city, there is still a long time, sometimes it will last for a night and a day.

What is due will always come. Dao species and monsters, the two poles where life and death cannot coexist. Fear, anxiety, anger, there is no point, only wait, wait for the battle!

Yan Kaiting sat for a while, and the horn sounded twice at intervals.

At this time, the atmosphere of the entire courtyard calmed down and completely entered a state of readiness. All people sit or stand according to their orientation.

Outside the courtyard wall, there was the rustling of footsteps from far and near, and then from near and far, and occasionally a few weapons buzzed, which were the various teams deployed in the four-hour forest, which had begun to patrol.

Yan Kaiting walked in front of the Sun Huabiao, and his figure floated in the air, until it reached the highest place, before falling.

Looking around, the entire Yujing City spreads out in all directions from the feet, which is very different from the prosperous style of the usual times, as if it has become a military camp that is about to erupt.

Wisps of magic circles rose everywhere, and between the blocks, the white jade, which was used as a reinforcing boundary stone, was particularly dazzling in the overall dark tone. It's like a shackle that paints the ground as a prison, and it's like a wall of sighs separating life and death.

Outside the city, small fights had already begun in one after another, and the light of various magic weapons came and went, occasionally reflecting the cold light of the sharp blades of swords.

There were monsters and beasts that were killed.

The blood was mixed with demonic energy, several times richer than usual, it was already so far away, and the smell of killing, dryness, and coldness could be smelled from the wind.

As time passed, waves of monsters and beasts appeared and were killed, and the haze on the ground became thicker and thicker, as if the sky was falling.

The trumpet sounded again, longer than any before.

Devil's panaches swarmed from the front.

There is no one to retreat from the earth.