Yi Tianxing and the Peng family's father and son shuttled through the mountains and forests like flying, and in a moment, they were already far away from Taiyi Temple and came to a mountain opposite.

Yi Tianxing felt that the distance was almost over, and his body suddenly stood still, like a big tree that had never been shaken for eternity.

Peng Yibi was still short of fire when he came to light work, and when he was running wildly, he suddenly found that the target stopped moving, and he couldn't retract his feet, and rushed towards Yi Tianxing in a daze, screaming in fright, but he immediately woke up, the two sides were enemies, so why bumper into each other?

Peng Bofu, who was far behind the two, frowned, his martial arts knowledge was naturally not comparable to Peng Yibi, as soon as he saw Yi Tian's actions being calm and casual, stopping when he wanted to run, and there was no trace of dragging mud and water, he knew that he had special spare strength, and his control of strength had also reached its peak, Peng Yibi was unprepared and hurriedly shot, he was only afraid of being more auspicious, so he hurriedly grabbed the first three steps, drew his sword in his hand, and was ready to help.

Yi Tianxing noticed the change in the two momentum behind him, and laughed: "It's a good time!" After saying that, Huo Di turned around, grabbed Peng Yibi's wrist like lightning, and twisted it hard.

With a crisp sound, Peng Yibi's wrist suddenly dislocated, and he screamed in pain.

As soon as Yi Tianxing stretched out his left hand, he grabbed Peng Yibi's throat and cut off his scream, and at the same time, his gaze was like lightning, falling on Peng Bofu's body.

Peng Bofu couldn't imagine that his son couldn't see his face, and he was caught by someone, and he had no power to fight back, so he couldn't help but be shocked and anxious, and hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Little brother, if you have something to say, don't be a killer!"

Yi Tianxing pouted coldly: "I won't kill him, how to say it, it has been your Fengshan Sword Sect that has been protecting my friend all these years, no matter what your considerations are, I will definitely remember this bit of incense." ”

Peng Bofu was stunned when he heard this: "Are you Miss Mu's friend?

Yi Tianxing said: "My surname is Yi." ”

Peng Bofu's face was slightly gentle: "Are you Yi Gui Zang?"

Yi Tianxing shook his head and said, "That's my eldest brother." ”

Peng Bofu's face suddenly became much more ugly: "Since Yi Er Gongzi and we are friends and not enemies, everyone has a misunderstanding, I hope you let the dog go." Having said that, as he spoke, he stared at Yi Tianxing tightly, looking on full alert.

Yi Tianxing smiled bitterly in his heart: "My brother and I are both surnamed Yi, do you need to have so much worse attitude?" He knew that his deeds of washing the long street in Wangmang Town and killing more than 200 Shuzhou soldiers single-handedly had already spread and been known to the world, and everyone knew that he was ruthless and murderous, and Yi Guizang has walked the rivers and lakes in the past few years, and is known for his gentleness, modesty and courtesy, and the character of their two brothers is indeed very different in the minds of others, and there is no comparison.

Although Yi Tianxing hated Peng Yibi's recklessness, he didn't want to inexplicably form a deep enmity with the Fengshan Sword Sect, since he had already captured the other party, he could be regarded as having an explanation for himself, so he snorted, let go of his left hand, and then threw Peng Yibi to Peng Bofu: "Next!"

Peng Bofu stretched out his hands and took his son over, only to find that Yi Tianxing had clicked on Peng Yibi's seven big points one after another at the moment of throwing people, and he was secretly surprised in his heart: "Yi Lianshan is really a blessing, the two sons are so good." Yi Guizang competed with Master Tianhui last year, not falling behind, the depth of internal strength, the subtlety of palm, is already the leader of the younger generation, today I see, this Yi Tianxing's martial arts compared to the brother, I am afraid it is not much better. While thinking about it, he tried to break through the acupoints where his son was sealed, who knew that Yi Tianxing's acupoint technique was very strange, Peng Bofu's true qi impacted, Peng Yibi's qi and blood not only did not flow smoothly, but caused a convulsion of the meridians, which hurt Peng Yibi's forehead like a rain of cold sweat.

Peng Bofu was furious, hurriedly stopped, glared at Yi Tianxing angrily, his mouth moved, and he wanted to ask Yi Tianxing to solve the acupoint, but he was also a famous mountain after all, and he really couldn't pull down his face to ask a junior for advice, and finally didn't make a sound, suddenly stomped his feet, and flew towards Taiyiguan.

Far away, a sentence floated into Yi Tianxing's ears: "Yi Er Gongzi, the dog is incompetent, insulting the teacher, I am not willing to bully the small with the big, there is a fate on a different day, and my disciples ask you for a lesson or two!"

Yi Tianxing smiled slightly, he didn't want to cause trouble for no reason, but he was not afraid of others provoking him. He promised to release people and give Peng Bofu a problem, but he had already seen that Peng Yibi was arrogant and arrogant, and he was taken down by his own move, and he must not be able to swallow this breath. He won't stop there, just seal his tongue and hands, so as not to get entangled, since Peng Bofu doesn't know what to do, he doesn't want to explain more, the Fengshan Sword Sect protects Mu Yuelian in retreat, he doesn't have to think about it and guess that most of it is that there was an agreement between the Xuandu Mountain Qingxuguan and the Fengshan Sword Sect in the past, it is unlikely that it is Mu Yuelian's own face, this kind of thing is not so much about friendship as fulfilling promises. The descendants of Qingxuguan have not set foot in the Central Plains for hundreds of years, and the former friendship between the two sides has long faded, this kindness can be the basis for renewing friendship, or it can be an opportunity to break cause and effect, not to mention, this is a friend who has been taken care of by the Fengshan Sword Sect, and it is not that he has received any favor, so he should naturally not cause trouble for no reason, but it is not necessary to swallow his anger.

At this moment, Yi Tianxing suddenly heard a burst of applause: "Second Prince Yi is good at martial arts." ”

Yi Tianxing's heart sank, as soon as he heard the voice, he knew that the other party was still at the foot of the mountain, at least two thousand meters away, but this person's applause reached his ears, and it was condensed, and the use of internal force was really good.

Yi Tianxing looked down the mountain, and saw a young man in brocade with a face like a crown of jade and slender limbs, carrying a silver round stick that was eight feet long, walking up the mountain leisurely. His stick rested horizontally over his shoulder, and walked all the way through the trees, which should have been blocked by the trees, but strangely enough, he was not seen to turn sideways, nor did he change the direction of the long stick, and he walked slowly, no matter how narrow the distance between the trees, he passed it easily, and the long stick on his shoulder did not encounter the slightest obstruction, as everywhere he went, a hundred trees were easy.

Yi Tianxing's pupils contracted slightly, focusing on the long stick in the young man's hand.

The long stick is integrated, there is no pattern on it, although the color is silver-white, but it is not shining, showing a kind of restrained sense of dignity, as if there is no carving between heaven and earth to set off its grace, and no light can enhance its momentum.

Seeing that stick, Yi Tianxing couldn't help but say a sentence in his heart: "The husband is the only one who can't fight, so the world can't fight with it." Immediately afterwards, Yi Tianxing felt frightened and inexplicable, it was not that he had never seen a divine weapon, the white jade sword in his hand was a famous sword on the heavenly soldier spectrum, but it was the first time that he could see such a strong noble momentum and subjective feeling from the weapon.

"Qilin stick!" Yi Tianxing immediately confirmed the other party's origin: "This son is the young owner of the Zhou family?"

The brocade-clothed young man let go of his hands holding the long stick tightly, and arched his hand: "It is Hebei Zhou Yulin, Brother Yi has good eyesight." His hand left the stick, but it seemed to stick to his shoulder, let alone fall, and he didn't even shake it.

Yi Tianxing teased: "Zhou Gongzi also came on a blind date?" He had heard the legend of Hebei Qilin Villa, the Zhou family was the remnant of the Lu royal family who died two thousand years ago, and the children of the clan only married a few Hebei Wang clans with a long heritage, and it was impossible for them to run to provoke ordinary women with an unreliable rumor.

Zhou Yulin shook his head and said: "At the time of training, I don't know how to find an opponent, and I happened to hear that the young heroes of the rivers and lakes gathered in Qingliang Mountain, and specially came to find some masters to ask for advice." After that, the essence in his eyes burst out, and he locked on Yi Tianxing: "I don't know if Brother Yi is willing to fight with me?!"

Yi Tianxing also gave birth to interest, the Zhou family unicorn stick method is known as the world's first stick method, the reputation is prosperous, but also in the White Horse Temple many stick methods, legend has it that the ancestor of the Zhou family Zhou Mengze, with a long stick made of seabed immersion silver in his hand, fought against a former ancient beast Wurui Qilin, and finally won and killed it, the power can be seen. What's more, after the battle, the blood of the Wurui Qilin was absorbed by this long stick of heavy silver that was later called the Qilin stick, making the texture of the Qilin stick extremely hard and indestructible, and it is rumored that the long stick is sealed with the soul of the Wurui Qilin.

The two sides are of similar age, they are both learning top-notch martial arts, and they are all peerless divine weapons, such an opponent makes Yi Tianxing unable to hold back the battle intent in his heart: "Okay!"

Zhou Yulin's voice was like thunder: "Kill!" Holding the unicorn stick with both hands, kicking the ground with both feet, and pounced on Yi Tianxing with a fit on his face, his face was full of murderous intent, and he was menacing, and he didn't see his quiet and delicate appearance just now.

Zhou Yulin was in mid-air, his long stick was held high, and an awe-inspiring momentum was overwhelmingly pressed towards Yi Tianxing.

Yi Tianxing smiled, stepped on Xingluo, and with a slight turn, he had already circled behind Zhou Yulin, and the true qi on his body was surging, pushing towards Zhou Yulin like a substance.

Zhou Yulin lost his target, and then felt the momentum surging behind him, and then changed his move, and smashed down with a stick in a daze.

With a bang, a pillar of soil more than thirty zhang high erupted from the ground, and then, Zhou Yulin shouted, the long stick in his hand turned into a finger wrapping soft, and the soft whip whipped on the top of the soil pillar, and a puff of dust exploded under the fierce stick force, and it was scattered towards Yi Tianxing.

Yi Tianxing frowned slightly, Zhou Yulin's reaction was beyond his expectations, one move was made, and there was no strength left, this is a martial arts taboo, it is impossible for Zhou Yulin not to know, and looking at his performance, he is not powerless to change his moves, but he doesn't want to change his moves, he knows that he will hit in the air, but he still doesn't look back, what is the reason?

Yi Tianxing thought about it, the dust in the sky had already been sprinkled on his head, although he was powering out, but he didn't want to be disgraced by the dirt, so he hurriedly pulled out and jumped out of the dirt-covered area.

Before he could catch his breath, a fierce wind was already blowing in his face. Zhou Yulin followed the stick, and when he was head-on, he smashed it into Yi Tianxing's forehead.

Yi Tianxing turned his head and flashed, and Zhou Yulin's long stick pulled and slammed into his instep, forcing Yi Tianxing to jump up.

Seeing this, Zhou Yulin let out a long roar, revealing indescribable excitement and arrogance, his bloodshot eyes stared at Yi Tianxing, and shouted: "Famous in all directions!" The unicorn stick centered on the palm of his right hand, and it spread out in an uproar, turning into countless silver-white cold lights, surging towards Yi Tianxing's body.

Yi Tianxing's heart lit up: "I understand! The secret of the Qilin stick method lies in the momentum! The more I dodge, the stronger his stick technique will be! Damn, I'm fooled!" The thought flashed, he pulled out the white jade sword with his backhand, his eyes were full of anger, and he shouted viciously: "I'm afraid you won't succeed?!" As he spoke, he held the sword in both hands, picked up a circle of sword light in the air, protected himself, and rushed towards the center of the Qilin stick shadow.

I only listened to the sound of Zheng Zheng, and I didn't know how many times the white jade sword and the unicorn stick collided, Yi Tianxing and Zhou Yulin collided hard and fast with fast fighting, there was no fancy, and what they fought was strength and speed.

After the blows and impacts like a violent rainstorm, Yi Tianxing and Zhou Yulin both felt a little soreness in their arms, but neither of them had any intention of retreating, and the moves in their hands became faster and faster.

Yi Tianxing's body was like a tornado, and his sword was like a wand, getting closer and closer to Zhou Yulin's right hand.

Zhou Yulin finally felt the crisis, the so-called hammer stick will be invincible, the genus of the hammer stick is already heavy, good at smashing and smashing, but Yi Tianxing actually used the sword to fight the unicorn stick to remain undefeated, once he got close, he lost the opportunity.

Seeing that the situation is not good, Zhou Yulin's whole body is full of true qi, and his body faintly emits a strange groan like a beast's roar, and his arms shake up, and the shadow of the stick in the sky is simplified, collected into a stick, and smashes into the center of Yi Tianxing's sword light.

Yi Tianxing let out a hey, his eyes burst out, the skin around him revealed a jade luster, and the sword light suddenly converged, turning into a long rainbow, straight through the tip of the unicorn stick.

Boom! Swords and sticks intersected, emitting an earth-shattering roar! With Yi and Zhou Erren as the center, the strong air currents within a radius of 30 zhang staggered and crisscrossed, twisting the trees, flowers, and rocks enveloped in them into pieces, and together with the dust and gravel that were stirred up, they flew up and made a noise, and from a distance, it was like a dark cloud rising out of thin air.

Yi Tianxing spit out a mouthful of blood, and then the stick rose to the sky, turned a somersault, and fell thirty zhang away, after three turns of luck, after eliminating the depression in his chest, his left hand kept moving towards the surrounding trees and land.

Zhou Yulin was much more miserable, he was violently pressed by Yi Tianxing, his legs were deep in the ground, he couldn't pull out his knees for a while, and all around him and above his head were all roaring and agitating, cracking stones and breaking gold, and he had to use his true qi to protect his body and support it.

By the time the power of the exuding true qi was exhausted and gradually dissipated, Zhou Yulin had already fallen into tattered clothes, messy hair, and dust and sawdust all over his body, looking extremely embarrassed.

Zhou Yulin stared at Yi Tianxing, shouted, and struggled to jump out of the soil, the stick was like a swimming dragon, it seemed to be real and virtual, and pointed at Yi Tianxing.

Yi Tianxing took it hard this time, his body jumped away slightly, and then his left hand was raised, only to hear the sneering sound, and the sixteen trees around him spewed out cyan smoke and light, besieging from all sides of Zhou Yulin's body, and before he could change his body, twenty-five yellow smoke lights suddenly bounced on the ground, shooting towards his legs.