Fang Hong's feet were suspended in the air, about three feet from the ground, and when he moved, the water mist around him was steaming. Suddenly, the pen and the fun and the pavilion www.biquge.info seem to be among the gods.

His punch, wrapped in the strong wind that was howling in a hurry, smashed into Yang Jingye's heart. Yang Jingye is also worthy of being a rare master in the world, even at this time, he can fight back with all his might.

"Collapse. Yang Jingye's palms suddenly stabbed out, and because the speed was too fast, there was a trembling sound in the air. At this time, his whole person became like a big gun, sharp and cold.

As soon as his palm collided with the water man's fist, he felt a trace of cold chill spread along his arm in an instant. The temperature of the water man was so low that even his blood was frozen.

Yang Jingye is not easy to match, he immediately took a deep breath, his strength sank, the blood in his whole body boiled, and his skin was red, exuding amazing heat. In Fang Hong's opinion, Yang Jingye at this time had turned into a huge fireball.

As the heat dissipated, the power of the cautery also became stronger. Fang Hong's thoughts scattered among the water people were instantly crushed a lot.

After all, he is still a Yin God, and he has Yin Qi in his thoughts, and he is a little unbearable when he is burned by his blood. However, after all, this place was not far from the Luotang River, and in Fang Hong's mind, the divine body was rolling, and the power of the entire Luotang River was drawn over.

"Boom. Yang Jingye was originally feeling that the chill was dispelled, but he felt that in the palm of his hand, there was an irresistible force. The power came layer by layer, as if it were a surging wave.

Although he claims to be at the pinnacle of humanity, he is as fragile as an ant compared to the power of nature. "Bang. He took a step back with one foot, and a footprint several inches deep was immediately left on the ground.

"Bang bang bang. He took a step back, but did not unload the power. Therefore, he continued to retreat, retreating a dozen steps in a row, leaving a series of footprints on the uneven ground.

Changning County has not rained for half a month, so the ground is quite dry, and the soil is mixed with stones, which is very hard. After retreating after these dozen steps, Yang Jingye was fine, but his shoes were completely rotten.

Yang Jingye stood in place, his limbs trembling uncontrollably, and his breathing was a little short. At that moment, he even thought it was a huge river pouring down, so that he could not even think of resisting.

"Do you want to fight?" Fang Hong cut off his connection with Luotang River, and the powerful momentum on his original body instantly calmed down. He stood in front of Yang Jingye and asked lightly.

"I lost. Yang Jingye shook his head, with a wry smile on his face. If there was a human standing in front of him, he would have been killed, and he would have continued to fight. But now he was facing such a strange mass that he had no confidence at all.

"Since you've lost, let's stay. Fang Hong's figure gradually dispersed, turning into countless water vapors, and soon disappeared without a trace. Only his voice still echoed around him.

"Your strength is so powerful, why do you have to let me stay?" Yang Jingye was a little incomprehensible, he could only go through a few moves in front of Fang Hong, even if he stayed, he wouldn't be able to help much.

After his voice came out, there was no response for a long time, and it seemed that Fang Hong didn't hear him talking. It was only after a while that a voice sounded in his ears.

"That's a lot of nonsense!" ......

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"My martial arts inheritance is passed down from the Yang family, and I am taking the road of battlefield fighting, paying attention to the oath of never returning, tragic and ferocious. Yang Jingye stayed, he couldn't beat Fang Hong, so he could only admit it obediently.

After Fang Hong left him behind, he naturally didn't let him eat and drink here for nothing, but wanted to learn martial arts from him. Yang Jingye didn't have any idea of hiding his secrets, since Fang Hong wanted to learn, he taught it directly.

In this world, there has never been any magic cheats or anything like that, any kind of martial arts, if you practice well, you can have some achievements. Just like their Yang family's martial arts, there are so many people in the direct branch who study, but there are very few who can really reach the peak.

"Yang Zaixing, but Yang Zaixing of Xiaoshanghe?" Fang Hong immediately had an impression when he heard the name. Yang Zaixing is a fierce general under Yue Wumu, who defeated the Xiaoshang River back then, and his integrity and courage have been recited by the world for hundreds of years. He had also heard about this passage in the book, and he admired the general very much.

"That's true, Zaixing Gong trained the Yang family's gun to the realm of Dacheng back then, and his strength is even higher than mine. is full of blood and blood, even if he is shot by countless random arrows, he is not dead for a while. After burning his body, two liters of arrows were obtained. Hearing Fang Hong mention this stubble, Yang Jingye nodded and said with a serious face.

Their family's martial arts can only be greatly improved on the battlefield, and in the Southern Song Dynasty, there were countless wars and many fierce generals. Including at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, there were many talents in their Yang family, and now, the real master of their family is only himself.

After finishing speaking, Yang Jingye began to practice his marksmanship. There was no spear to use in Giethoorn Village, so he cut down a branch the thickness of a duck's egg and a foot long. Although it is not as easy to use as a real spear, it is still quite powerful.

Fang Hong stood aside, his thoughts coming out of his body, enveloping Yang Jingye's body. In his mind, Yang Jingye appeared. His spirit is powerful and can never be forgotten, and he clearly records the direction of the opponent's every move.

Of course, if he could, he would like to use the Dream Technique. In the dream, the time can be extended indefinitely, and he can learn all the martial arts of his whole body in one night.

But Yang Jingye's will is as firm as iron, and the whole person is like an iron lump, no matter how he pries it, he can't enter the other party's dream, so he has to give up.

As Yang Jingye's dancing speed increased, in Fang Hong's induction, the temperature of the other party's blood qi also began to rise. His thoughts couldn't help but retreat a few feet back before he felt better. A martial artist like this who stands at the pinnacle of the human race, his blood is viscous, his quality is extremely high, and he already has some power to destroy evil.

"Snort. The muscles on Yang Jingye's arm were beating, and the whole trunk was trembling, and the frequency between the two gradually converged, and in the end, it completely became one.

In Fang Hong's eyes, Yang Jingye's whole person had disappeared, and between heaven and earth, there were only curves and straight lines.