The bursting spiritual power and the soles of the feet rapidly expanded in the constricted pupils of Xiang Rong!

Xiang Rong struggled to roll over and rolled violently.

The fiery red spiritual power smashed the ground where the young man's head was before, and the earth splashed.

A blow missed, You Jiang did not hesitate, immediately caught up, his toes were like a nail, and he was ruthlessly embedded in the young man's soft abdomen, and at the critical moment, Xiang Rong had no choice but to put his hands in front of him and catch his toes.

The young man's body slid seven or eight meters away from the ground, and his palms trembled violently.

A series of attacks like a stream of You Jiang finally stood up straight at this moment, looking at the young man who spit out blood foaming in his mouth and shook to his feet.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is not only the gap between the sevenfold body cultivation and the condensation core, You Jiang's initial nuclear level is obviously perfect, I am afraid that even if it is a battle of the same level, he has few opponents.

The dozens of people surrounding the small courtyard cheered like thunder, and the crowd was surging like a wave.

You Jiang, who had the upper hand, frowned slightly, after he saw that the young man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, he stepped forward instead of running away, his knees bent slightly, he jumped up suddenly, pulled his arm back, gritted his teeth and punched out.

You Jiang shook his head slightly.

Bite off more than one can chew.

Although the physical cultivation is known as invincible at the same level, he You Jiang is a real beginner!

The man's fist was surrounded by bursting fiery red spiritual power, and he also punched out.

Two by two.

A duel of pure power and spiritual power.

You Jiang just shook his body, on the other hand, the young man who jumped up with his strength and tried his best, his wrist made a crisp fracture sound, and he staggered back more than a dozen steps, and finally stood firmly, but his right hand was already dripping with blood, and the white bone spurs on his wrist that were in a twisted state were clearly visible.

A physical cultivator, the most proud is strength!

Defeat in strength!

The young man, who was obviously suffering from unbearable pain, did not shout except for the twitching of his face, he took a step back, and under a pair of moving eyes, he once again assumed a posture with his left hand to meet the enemy.

Xiang Rong strode forward, raised his left hand, and clenched his five fingers.

"Peng!"

It's another hard hit.

The sound of broken bones again.

This time, the young man, who could only hang softly on his side with both hands, gritted his teeth tightly, and he struggled to get up from the ground, and his two feet were like steel, and he stomped heavily into the dirt.

A pale-faced woman held the money bag taken out of the house, hurriedly climbed over the fence wall, and offered it in a trembling voice: "Money, I have money here! If it is not enough, I can find a way, you can let him go!"

You Jiang didn't even look at the woman, kicked her to the side, and looked directly at the young man in front of him with cold eyes, "Very good, good spirit, strong perseverance, the more unexpected you behave, the more I want to kill you, after all, no one likes to leave themselves with an opponent with endless troubles." ”

The young man stomped his foot as if he hadn't heard it.

Jumped.

Twist your waist and throw out a whip leg.

You Jiang stretched out his arm to block it, and then grabbed the young man's calf, his elbow was attacked, and the hard elbow hit the young man's thigh.

The boy's face suddenly became distorted and hideous.

Even the hardest thigh bone in the human body is cracking at this moment.

The young man who fell to the ground and convulsed his forehead pressed against the dirt, leaving only one left foot on the knee, and the blood vomited from his mouth stained the ground in front of him red, and a face full of blood and loess finally appeared in people's eyes again.

The teeth of the young man, who had barely managed to straighten up on his left knee, chattered.

The onlookers didn't make any sound, and they all looked different, and even felt chills all over their bodies.

Is this kid a cockroach that can't be killed?

The young man who raised his head breathed greedily in the air, and it took him a while to relieve himself, and a pair of eyes met the man.

Xiang Rong's voice was a little out of tune, but it was like a heavy hammer, knocking on everyone's hearts: "Come again!"

You Jiang stepped forward slowly, squatted down in front of him, and said indifferently: "Do you want to die? ”

The bloody young man seemed to smile, his mouth full of blood, and his speech was slurred, "Li ...... Master Li, I said! Wufu punched and ...... No ...... to death"

"Repent!"

The boy's forehead slammed forward.

Taking a step back, the man sitting on the ground with his hands standing on the ground stood up and wiped away the nosebleed with his sleeve robe.

You Jiang's surprising face was neither happy nor sad.

A kick from top to bottom, hitting the young man's chin.

Teeth and blood flowing.

You Jiang said coldly: "Go and die." ”

The man kicked the waist of the boy who was curled up on the ground, and the boy who flew out smashed on the wooden door of the house more than ten meters away, and crashed into the house, like a soft flesh, with a strange and twisted posture.

"Xiang Rong ......"

The woman on her knees trembled.

You Jiang took out a handkerchief, wiped his palms and face as he walked, and walked out of the small courtyard under the awe-inspiring gaze of the younger brothers, and happened to see a belated deacon from the outer gate coming over with a group of people.

You Jiang showed a bright smile, waved his hand to say hello, and quietly stuffed something into the hand of the deacon of the outer gate.

The deacon of the outer gate looked at the messy courtyard, then at You Jiang, and said lightly: "Don't cause trouble." ”

You Jiang laughed: "I know how to understand, and the deacon can rest assured." ”

The deacons of the outer gate come and go quickly.

It's just a dead person.

With 120,000 disciples in the outer gate, the population of the Heavenly Gate is comparable to that of a small secular city, and under the loose system, anything can happen, let alone the cultivation world where life and death are impermanent.

You Jiang's reputation skyrocketed.

And the boy who doesn't know the height of the sky is the best foil for this murderous name.

Just half an hour later.

A wave of people walked down the mountain, one by one according to the list to collect more than the usual amount of money, this time, no one even dared to complain, some of the money is not enough can only red-eyed desperately rummag through the cabinets.

All the way.

In the small courtyard, the third doctor found by the woman with the last bit of savings shook his head and sighed and left, leaving her to stare blankly at the miserable young man lying on the bed.

If you don't have the last breath, it's time to take care of the aftermath.

Yang Xiaoxiao hid her face and cried silently.

Since she went up the mountain and set foot in cultivation, she has experienced cruelty and darkness that are not found in ordinary people all the time.

The breathing sound of the young man's breathing became weaker and weaker.

The woman gently pulled the quilt for him until it exceeded his entire head, and Yang Xiaoxiao, who had sat down with all this trembling, couldn't stop crying, and kept repeating: "Don't practice anymore, don't practice anymore......"

The ordinary woman in tears muttered, "The world may be beautiful, but it will never come again in the next life." ”

Until dark.

Everyone knew what was going on, but in the end nothing happened.

Old disciples are accustomed to it.

The new disciple finally came to his senses, and he could only passively adapt to the cruel cultivation world.

Silent room.

The woman lying on the bed couldn't help but fall asleep.

Someone walked into the house and slowly placed a golden relic with a shimmering light on the person covered by the quilt.

"Takeo punches and has no regrets to death. ”

"Broken and then standing, carrying a dragon elephant. ”

The young shopkeeper said softly: "Xiang Rong, they must have never seen what the angry eyes of King Kong are, let them open their eyes." ”

The golden relics were suspended in the air, hanging down thousands of misty golden lights, enveloping the people on the bed below.

In a trance.

Qi Wang seemed to see a blind man and smiled at him.