Xu Yi's martial arts practice has reached the peak of forging the body, the skin is like cow felt, the bone is like hard iron, ordinary people can't pierce it with a sword, and Zhou Shirong's palm wind is like a steel needle through the bones.

He couldn't imagine if his body would explode when this punch landed.

With such a terrifying fist style, where did Xu Yi dare to take it hard, his body was like a spirit snake, and when he got into the belly of the horse, there was a burst of sound that broke the air in his ears. 1

Xu Yi's heart was about to jump out of his cavity, he couldn't have imagined that a person's fist could really hit this kind of power, and he knew in his heart that Zhou Shirong was definitely not something he could deal with, and the previous idea of trying to slaughter Zhou's old thief was too naïve.

said that Xu Yi was shocked by Zhou Shirong's magic skills, and Zhou Shirong was not shocked by Xu Yi's ability.

With Zhou Shirong's ability, he can see Xu Yi's realm, looking at the entire Lingxiao Pavilion, he Zhou has just punched someone, below the forging period, no one can avoid it, but Xu Yi can easily dodge it, how to shock him.

Xu Yi was in no mood to pay attention to what Zhou Shirong was thinking, but now was a matter of life and death, his brain was spinning quickly, his thoughts flashed, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed the horse's belly.

Xu Yi turned over and got on the horse, pulled the reins to the north, kicked the horse's belly sharply with both feet, and the white horse galloped more and more urgently, and immediately opened a distance of more than ten zhang with Zhou Shirong, who was full of uncertainties.

Although he has no riding skills, he rests to the peak of the forging body, recognizes the muscles and bones, distinguishes the blood, and borrows the power of the royal force, just like the natural method.

Although it was the first time to ride a horse, it swayed in the wind, like a lotus fluttering, but it was also elegant.

What's even more rare is the white horse under the crotch, far better than ordinary horses, the four hooves are open, and every step out has twice the distance of ordinary horses.

Xu Yizheng tasted the pleasure of the royal horse, and the forest wind behind him was great, and when he looked back, his eyes almost didn't jump out.

But seeing Zhou Shirong flying in the air, stepping on the top of the giant tree on the side of the road, catching the stars and the moon, shooting forward, a distance of more than ten zhang, a few breaths, and he was caught up.

Seeing that there was still a few zhang distance, Zhou Shirong staggered his palms with his feet, and a spiral energy was born out of thin air, Xu Yi only felt that there was a tornado in half a day, and he was about to fly towards the sky.

Where has Xu Yi ever seen such a miracle, he was so frightened that his soul was scattered, desperately killed, kicked the saddle, and with great strength, the saddle was crushed, and the huge force even took the white horse's body crooked, and almost fell.

With this huge force, Xu Yi's body was crooked, and he came to hide again.

The earth-shattering power of the fist suddenly disappeared, as if this white horse was like a towering mountain, no matter how wild the hurricane was, it would never be able to go beyond it.

Hiding back in the horse's belly, Xu Yi was still shocked, but because of Zhou Shirong's skills, it was beyond his cognition.

As far as he knows, no matter how strong the punch is, it must hit the object to be powerful. I've never heard it, but I can kill people with my fists.

And Zhou Shirong's attack was simply a volley, three zhang away, and the strength was self-generated, and this strength was definitely not because of the strong wind generated by the high-speed operation of the fist, it was clearly pure and pure palm power.

The palm power is outward, and Xu Yi, who is at the peak of forging his body, does not dare to imagine it.

From this, Xu Yi has completely determined that Zhou Shirong's martial arts realm is by no means only in the forging period, I am afraid that he has already reached the Qi Sea Realm, the realm where his dead ghost master is located.

But said that when Xu Yizheng was deeply shocked by Zhou Shirong's martial arts cultivation, Zhou Shirong tapped his feet on the ground, and immediately caught up with more than ten zhang, jumped easily, and stood on horseback.

The white horse is very, carrying one more person, without slowing down his speed at all, rushing forward, the hurricane howling, fast as thunder, the mountains and forests, trees, and low houses on the left and right quickly retreat and blur.

Zhou Shirong stepped on a horse with both feet, white clothes won the snow, the strong wind hunted, the graceful and suave, and the distance looked like an immortal.

But who knows that the peerless Zhou Gongzi is restless and resentful at the moment.

"You get off the horse, my ability, you have seen it, there is no need to fight uselessly. No matter what you have done to the Zhou family, just rely on your peak of forging body, you can escape from the palm of my son again and again, and my son will give you to commit suicide!"

Zhou Shirong frowned with a pair of beautiful sword eyebrows, and finally spoke.

Xu Yi was furious, but he said softly, "Childe is really kind, you see that I killed your uncle, slaughtered your cousin, and burned your mansion to the ground, and took two pieces of gold cake for nothing, you only gave me to commit suicide, it is really too kind, and it is very kind to be a slave, presumably your ancestor was born as a domestic slave......"

If you talk about poisonous tongue, where is Zhou Gongzi the opponent of Xu Yi, who has been baptized by the forum scolding war for a long time.

When he said this, there was not a single dirty word coming out, but every word was bloody.

Zhou Shirong almost bit it at all, "Looking for death!"

After drinking, he lightly stepped off the horse, and slashed at Xu Yi under the horse's belly.

Although Xu Yi was busy fighting between his lips and teeth, his attention was highly concentrated, the horse's back was light, the hairs on his back exploded instantly, his body shrank and shrank, and he hid on the left side of the horse's body.

Zhou Shirong had a thunderbolt in his palm, and he blew up a deep pit on the ground, but he didn't hurt Xu Yi at all.

"The thief dares! This son will capture you, and instead of throwing you into the cave of ten thousand ghosts, you will be devoured and bitten by ten thousand ghosts, and your soul will be destroyed!"

As he spoke, Zhou Shirong's temples jumped suddenly, and the angry sea in his heart was raging, wave after wave.

In other words, he knew that Xu Yi was the culprit in the killing of the Zhou family, and Zhou Shirong did not pay Xu Yi any attention, and even at the beginning, he was unwilling to say a word to Xu Yi.

Just because in Zhou Shirong's view, no matter how vicious Xu Yi is, he is just an ant, and if he treats an ant, he will step on it to death, so why bother to say more.

But he didn't expect that this ant was so treacherous, he had noticed his weakness from the beginning, and he was arrogant until now!

Indeed, Xu Yi sensed Zhou Shirong's weakness from the beginning - this white horse that he leaned on as a barrier.

At that time, Zhou Shirong punched in, Xu Yi felt a chill down his spine, and he first drilled into the horse's belly before avoiding it.

But afterwards, Zhou Shirong settled down with a punch, and the powerful fist pulled out a sonic boom on the horse's back, and Xu Yi knew that if it weren't for this white horse, he would never end well.

The reason is very simple, Zhou Shirong only needs to change his moves in the air, hit the white horse with one punch, and the moment he bursts the white horse, Xu Yi will definitely be hit.

However, Zhou Shirong would rather punch the air than hurt the white horse.

At this point, Xu Yi didn't know that this white horse was very important to Zhou Shirong.

Looking at Zhou Shirong's life, where does Xu Yi still have a reason not to use it.