Subsequently, a female disciple came over and called Ao Wushuang away.

Before leaving, Ao Wushuang handed Ye Xiang the tokens of the two exchange meetings, and explained that this was the quota to enter the exchange meeting, and it could not be lost, otherwise it would not be able to enter the exchange meeting.

Ye Xiang was not idle, he sat cross-legged in the room, and he cultivated the Three Qi Returning Yuan Gong, he was already on the verge of breaking through the Great Martial Master realm, but he always felt that the true yuan in his body was not completely full, and if he broke through, it would affect the foundation.

Therefore, it is necessary to wait until the true element is completely full before making a breakthrough, so as to lay a solid foundation.

About three hours later, a group of people appeared outside the door, it was Ling Wu and the others who had gone and returned, but this time there were not many people, only more than twenty people, but these twenty people were much stronger than before.

"Hand over the tokens of those two exchange meetings, and then you can leave the Burning Sun Sect." Ling Wu spread his hands.

"Why?" Ye Xiang stood up.

"Why?"

Ling Wu smiled coldly, "This exchange token was issued by our Yanyang Sect, it was originally our Yanyang Sect's thing, you are outsiders, what qualifications do you have to take these two tokens." ”

"Hand over the tokens of those two exchange meetings, and we can consider cutting off only one of your hands and one foot as punishment for you for injuring Tai Chu's junior brother. If you don't, then you have to wait to be scrapped. Another young man in a black robe stepped forward, his eyes cold.

The Yanyang Sect issued a total of ten tokens, giving three to Ao Wushuang, which was for her importance, and as for the rest of the tokens, they were all freely contested by the disciples, mainly relying on their own strength to obtain them. Although Ling Wu and the others are strong, they are only in the top ten among the disciples of this generation.

The tokens of the exchange meeting are not only contested by the disciples of this generation, but even the disciples of the previous generation who have gone out to practice have returned to compete, as long as they are under the age of thirty, they are eligible to obtain them. The exchange will only be held once every three years, and the number of tokens obtained by the Burning Sun Sect is not large, so only a few people can participate.

No one didn't want to participate in the exchange meeting, and Ling Wu and the others were too, not only could they increase their knowledge, but if they were lucky, they could also make friends with the top disciples of the sixth-level Martial Sect, so as to expand their influence, and even be heavily cultivated by the Yanyang Sect because of these influences.

The three tokens that the Burning Sun Sect distributed to Ao Wushuang were naturally at her disposal, and no matter who she gave them, the Burning Sun Sect would not say anything, so the value of these two tokens was extremely high. Originally, Ao Wushuang was going to leave it to the people of the Ao family, but since Ye Xiang came, she naturally wanted to give it to Ye Xiang.

"Abolish me?"

Ye Xiang's eyes condensed slightly, and his dark eyes revealed coldness, before these people came to find trouble, he didn't care too much, and now he is back, and he swears to abolish himself. He suddenly took a step forward, and with a loud bang, the ground trembled.

What......

The group of disciples suddenly felt a strong pressure, which made them frightened.

At this time, Ling Wu made a move, his fist was like a mountain, and even the air was pressed to a pop, as if it might burst at any time.

Ye Xiang smashed out directly with a punch.

Boom!

The two fists fought, Ling Wu snorted, and took five steps back, before the behemoth body stopped, and then looked at the fist, the skin and flesh had already opened, and blood flowed down, and he was injured. Looking at Ye Xiang's right fist again, it was intact and did not have the slightest injury.

It's so strong......

The group of disciples in the rear looked shocked, they didn't expect Ye Xiang's strength to be so strong, and they actually forced Ling Wu back with one punch.

"Dare to hurt me...... Give me death. Ling Wu was furious, and his whole body erupted with stronger true elements, these true elements turned into silver light, surrounding his body, condensing into an air cover, this is the Xuan-level high-grade martial art of the Yanyang Sect - the Qi Mask.

The fierce fist rain roared down, completely enveloping Ye Xiang.

At this time, a fist penetrated the fist rain, compared to the violent fist rain, this small fist was like a flat boat located on the ocean in a stormy environment, as if it could be subverted at any time, but this punch was not subverted, and it fell to Ling Wu's chest.

That punch erupted, directly tearing apart the ocean, and the strength of the true yuan was terrifying.

But just when his fist touched Ling Wu's chest, a sneer appeared in Ling Wu's eyes, do you really think I'm so easy to deal with?

Drink!

Ling Wu suddenly withdrew his hand, his palms grasped horizontally at his chest, and then those explosive fists were reversed twice, condensing into a whirlpool of qi between his hands.

"It's ......"

"The chemical gas vortex that only exists after the gas hood is completed."

"Senior Brother Ling has actually cultivated the Qi Transformation Hood to such a level......

The disciples who followed were all shocked, they naturally knew what kind of martial art the gas mask was, it was a martial art that integrated attack and defense, not only the defense was amazing, but the power of attack and killing was also amazing. However, before cultivating to Dacheng, the Qi Transformation Mask only has the power of defense, and only after reaching Dacheng can it reverse its defense and turn into a terrifying power of attack and killing.

Ling Wu's shot was obviously to prepare for this move, and the punch momentum that burst out was all condensed together and turned into a whirlpool of qi.

It is foreseeable that Ye Xiang's right arm will inevitably be crushed.

The Vortex of Transformation Qi contains a terrifying power of defense and attack, which is almost unbreakable, and few of his peers can stop it.

Rumble......

The explosion came, the whirlpool of chemical qi shattered, Ling Wu's tall body was thrown up, and the sound of bones breaking came from his chest, and after slamming to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, and he passed out on the spot.

"Lost ......"

"This ......" the disciples were shocked.

Looking at Ye Xiang again, there was an inexplicable silver glow on his right fist, like metal after being rubbed. In fact, if he was changed to his left hand, he would definitely be injured, because the power of this Qi Vortex was very strong, beyond Ye Xiang's expectations.

Fortunately, the right fist was made of a star wolf, and it was not easy to be destroyed, otherwise Ye Xiang's fist would have been twisted into a blur of flesh and blood.

The top disciples of the seventh-level Martial Sect really can't be underestimated, Ye Xiang sighed secretly, and at the same time reminded himself that he must be careful. After all, this is only a seventh-level martial sect, and in the future, they will meet the top disciples of the sixth-level, or even fifth-level Star Picking Sect, and the strength of those people will be even more terrifying.

"Let's shoot together."

"I injured Senior Brother Ling Wu and took away the exchange token of our Yanyang Sect, no matter what today, I can't let him leave." Someone is inciting.

"This kid is very strong, but there are so many of us, are we still afraid that he won't succeed." As he spoke, more than twenty disciples rushed over, these were all disciples of the Inner Sect, and their strength was worse than Ling Wu's, but it was not too far behind, almost the same as Ling Taichu.

Moreover, these people are extremely powerful martial arts.

In the face of this group of people, Ye Xiang shot again, clenched his fists, rushed in sideways, and confronted those disciples, more than 20 disciples, from time to time, some people were blown out and fell ten zhang away, and some were knocked to the ground on the spot.

After coming into contact with Ye Xiang, these disciples realized how terrifying Ye Xiang's strength was, the power of the true yuan blasted out of each punch was full of rage, if they took it, they would be bombarded to numbness in their hands and feet, and if they didn't catch it, it would be difficult to dodge, these disciples could only keep swinging their martial arts.

Bang bang bang......

One by one, the disciples were shaken away, Ye Xiang passed sideways, and he was also injured, but they were all skin injuries, which was nothing to him, but this time the battle made him gain a lot.

These disciples are worthy of being the top disciples of the seventh-level martial arts sect, a great martial artist who is almost equivalent to ten Qin families, and they have powerful martial arts, and it is not easy to put down all these people without using their martial arts.

Ye Xiang didn't use martial arts, because it was a rare training for him.

He found that without using powerful martial arts, the control of the true yuan was more heartfelt than before, which had never been done before, as the control of the true yuan became higher and higher, the power of a single punch was almost comparable to the use of Xuan-level middle-grade martial arts.

Suddenly, Ye Xiang realized that he had a potential drawback, that is, he had always relied too much on powerful martial arts to fight the enemy, ignoring the control of Zhenyuan. Perhaps, for now, there is no problem, with his strength, with powerful martial arts, just crush the past directly.

But what if you meet a strong opponent? In the case that powerful martial arts cannot be crushed, and the opponent's grasp of the true yuan is much higher than his own, then the final result is that he will definitely lose.

True Yuan is the foundation of a martial cultivator.

Without True Yuan, there is not much difference between martial cultivators and ordinary people, at most they are physically stronger. And the martial cultivator's control over the true element is like the proficiency of a person who uses a sword, the more skilled the move, the more terrifying the lethality of the sword.

"If I continue to rely on powerful martial arts, I will ignore the foundation of the True Yuan. And my control over the true element can only be regarded as ordinary. This time, on the premise of not using martial arts, I realized the subtleties of Zhenyuan, and the power was actually increased by three percent...... "Ye Xiang no longer intends to use martial arts, if he uses the Silver Moon Xiang Dragon, he may be able to knock down all these disciples with one blow, but this will not do him much good."

Immediately, Ye Xiang continued to use True Yuan to fight those disciples.

Punch after punch, Ye Xiang did not pursue hurting the enemy anymore, but put his mind on the control of Zhenyuan, in the case of the opponent's oppression, Ye Xiang's understanding will be deeper. With every punch, Ye Xiang was feeling the process of the true yuan flowing to his arms and then to his fists.

Faintly, Ye Xiang felt that after the true yuan was transferred to the fist, nearly half of the true yuan was lost, and only half of the true yuan exerted its due strength.

After thinking about it for a while, Ye Xiang understood something in a trance, and blasted out with another punch, the same true element amount, but this time the fist actually bloomed with a strong wind, and the power was strengthened by more than thirty percent.