Ye Xiang had forgotten his original intention of fighting these disciples, and he had forgotten where he was, and now his heart was all integrated into the control of Zhenyuan.

The body shape is like flowing water, shuttling among the disciples, Ye Xiang's fists are constantly swinging, every swing, there will be subtle changes, the power of each punch is constantly increasing, but the amount of true yuan is kept constant, he feels that his control of the true yuan is climbing towards a wonderful artistic conception.

In the fist, the true yuan was condensed like silk, all condensed into a ball, and only emitted less than one percent, but the power skyrocketed about three times compared to the original.

The faces of the disciples who were fighting became more and more ugly, at the beginning, they could barely take Ye Xiang's punch, but as they continued to fight, they became more and more reluctant.

Up to now, if you are hit by a punch, it is like being hit by a thousand catties of boulders, and some disciples are smashed on the spot so that the corners of their mouths are bleeding and their organs are injured.

And the true element surrounding Ye Xiang's body continued to shrink into the body, as if it was compressed, all the true elements were integrated into the body, and only a small part overflowed with the operation.

"This is the subtle artistic conception controlled by Zhenyuan......" The knowledgeable disciple noticed Ye Xiang's change and looked horrified.

"It's not yet there, but it's not far off." The other disciple was also shocked. Although their strength is not strong, they are all from a long-standing martial arts family, and naturally they have heard the elders mention the artistic conception of Zhenyuan's control.

However, that kind of artistic conception can only be controlled unless it is a senior character with a very high realm. And ordinary martial cultivators, unless they are talented, they can't be contacted at all. The young man in front of him has actually touched the subtle artistic conception controlled by Zhenyuan, and is about to reach the state of subtle artistic conception.

Once the subtle artistic conception is reached, the power will increase by at least two times while the true element amount remains the same. In other words, it has twice the combat power out of thin air. Triple that...... The disciples who fought against each other couldn't imagine that most of them had reached the peak of the Great Martial Master.

This is already the limit of a martial artist, and it is extremely difficult to improve. Unless you cultivate high-grade exercises and martial arts, it will be difficult to improve a little more.

Otherwise, you can only break through the current realm and reach the Martial King level, but how difficult it is to break through to the Martial King level, the disciples of the peak of the Great Martial Master present will have to spend at least ten years of hard work. Moreover, it is still unknown whether it can break through, and it may even be impossible to break through again for the rest of its life, so it can only stay in this realm.

Ye Xiang has only only reached the peak of the martial arts, and the power of the True Yuan is already extremely strong, coupled with the subtle artistic conception of comprehending the control of the True Yuan, who can be the enemy of it?

It's almost a breakthrough......

Ye Xiang felt that he was only one step away from the subtle artistic conception controlled by Zhenyuan, and this step was almost taken, just a little bit closer.

"Stop!"

A loud shout came like thunder, and I saw a young disciple with a sharp chin swept over, this person's true yuan aura was extremely thick, and every step he took kicked up a large amount of dust, rolling into a whirlwind. In the past, those disciples who were shaken open by Ye Xiang were suppressed by the true yuan he set off.

Being drunk by this, Ye Xiang woke up, and the state of selflessness disappeared, and the critical moment when he was about to step into the micro-artistic conception was also broken, and his face sank. At the critical moment, he was actually interrupted, which made him feel quite bad.

"It's Senior Brother Ling Yi."

All the disciples stopped and retreated to the back one after another, their faces were already pale and out of breath, and many disciples were injured by Ye Xiang's fist strength.

For Ye Xiang, these disciples were extremely jealous, and some even showed fear in their eyes, more than 20 people made a move, eight of them were injured, and they haven't gotten up yet, and the rest are injured. Looking at Ye Xiang again, he is still intact, and even his robe has not been broken.

This is a terrible teenager.

When the disciples saw Ling Yiyi, their eyes showed joy. Ling Yiyi is the first disciple of the Inner Sect, and his strength is extremely strong, although he is only at the peak of the Great Martial Master, his combat power is almost comparable to that of the next Martial King who broke through by himself.

Moreover, Ling Yiyi himself has already ranked 478th on the list. Although the position is far back, it is also amazing. You must know that the people list brings together all the geniuses of the younger generation in Dongzhou, which is almost equivalent to one in ten thousand, and those who can step into the list, even if they are at the bottom of the ranking, are not within the reach of ordinary disciples.

"The tokens of the two exchange meetings are the things of our Yanyang Sect, how can we allow outsiders to obtain them, hand over the two tokens, abolish the dantian, and leave a dog to roll down the mountain." Ling Yi looked at Ye Xiang coldly.

"Joke, you didn't give this token, why should I hand it over?" Ye Xiang replied indifferently.

"Why?"

Ling Yi smiled coldly, "Dare to say why, I don't bother to argue with you, looking at your arrogant appearance, I obviously don't want to hand it over." Hum! I thought I had some ability, so I dared to go wild in the Yanyang Sect. The frog at the bottom of the well, today I will let you understand that in this world, there is a mountain and a mountain high. ”

As he spoke, Ling Yi made a move.

A finger pointed out in the air, Ling Yi's body was like electricity, and his fingers rubbed in the air, and there were subtle sparks, which showed how terrifying the power of this finger was. Even if the disciples present combined, they might not be able to compare to Ling Yi alone.

Ye Xiang didn't talk nonsense, and smashed it out directly.

Rumble......

The fists collided with their fingertips, and both of them were knocked back.

It's so strong!

Ye Xiang was secretly surprised, this Ling Yi's attack not only looked powerful, but also very powerful, and the power of attack and killing was almost comparable to that of the next martial king who had just broken through by himself. As for the lower martial kings of the Qin family at the beginning, they were all promoted by medicine, although they were also martial kings, they could not be compared with the martial kings who really broke through on their own.

The foundation of the seventh-level martial sect is really not ordinary, and the exercises that Ling Yi has cultivated are obviously much higher than those of other disciples, so the power of the condensed true yuan is even stronger.

The reason why they are evenly matched is that Ye Xiang's realm only has a high-level martial artist, which is one level lower than Ling Yiyi, and what he uses is pure true yuan, which is urged out with a power close to the subtle artistic conception, which is not much worse than Ling Yiyi.

"No wonder you dare to go wild here, you really have some ability. But if you think that just like this, you can despise my Yanyang Sect, then you are wrong. ”

Ling Yi's eyes revealed a hint of coldness, and he shot again, the same finger, but the strength of this finger was much stronger than the original, and the fingertips contained a special spinning energy.

Hey?

Sensing the difference in this finger, Ye Xiang was a little surprised, and punched out again, still urging with pure true yuan.

Boom......

Under the fist and finger exchange, Ye Xiang was shocked and retreated, which surprised him, this Ling Yi did not comprehend the subtle artistic conception, but just used a special method to lock the true element at his fingertips, the effect is actually similar to the subtle artistic conception, but the effect of the blockade is only seventy percent at most, and it cannot be completely locked.

"Now, you can fall." Ling Yi bullied Ye Xiang's side, grabbed it with five fingers, the power of each finger was stronger than before, and what he cultivated was the practice of the Yanyang Sect, and the condensed true yuan was extremely domineering, and the power was far beyond ordinary people.

In the face of this blow, Ye Xiang did not back down, but rushed over directly, and the three secret realms opened, and a punch was blasted out. Rumble...... The fist erupted with a roar, and the martial intent of thunder permeated out, and there was a faint circle of thunder around the fist, which was the martial intent that was urged to a certain extent.

Rumble......

Under the collision of the two, Ling Yi was knocked out, his body was like a bowed shrimp, and the seven orifices were shocked with blood.

At this moment, Ye Xiang jumped up and swept his leg across the air on Ling Yiyi's chin, the latter screamed, and suddenly his bones shattered, his teeth were shaken out, his sharp chin was flattened, his long face turned into a round face, and his handsome facial features were distorted into a ball.

Falling to the ground, Ling Yi fainted with unwillingness on his face, because he had stronger strength that he didn't use.

"Is this the strength of the genius martial cultivator at the bottom of the list?" After Ye Xiang landed, he stared at Ling Yiyi who was lying on the ground, and with Ye Xiang's perception, he could naturally detect that Ling Yi had not done his best in Fang Cai's hand.

Obviously, this Ling Yi despised Ye Xiang, otherwise, with his strength, if he made a full attack, it would take Ye Xiang a little time to defeat him.

Ling Yiyi was only the number one disciple of the Inner Sect of the Yanyang Sect, and the strength of those core disciples would inevitably be even more terrifying than Ling Yiyi. After all, the inheritance of every martial sect will adhere to a law, the more talented a genius disciple is, the higher the treatment he enjoys.

Naturally, no matter the exercises practiced by the core disciples, or the preferential treatment given by the Yanyang Sect, they were definitely much higher than Ling Yi, and their strength was bound to be far surpassed. Ye Xiang couldn't determine how strong it was, except for Ao Wushuang, he had not been in contact with other core disciples.

If he really fought with Ao Wushuang, Ye Xiang was not completely sure that he would be able to win.

This is only the core disciple of the seventh-level Martial Sect Yanyang Sect, what if it is changed to a sixth-level? What about even a fifth-level Star Picking Sect? Those core disciples will inevitably be even stronger, don't look at the difference between the seventh level and the sixth level by only one level, but the gap is very huge.

Ye Xiang had a deep understanding of this, because he had already comprehended the martial art of the Silver Moon Xianglong performed by Han Xing, who was born in Silver Moon Island.

With Ye Xiang's extraordinary comprehension, it was only a preliminary introduction so far, but the power of the Silver Moon Xianglong far exceeded any kind of martial art he had ever learned. Most likely, this martial art is the top martial art of Silvermoon Island. Even Silver Moon Island is like this, let alone other sixth-level martial sects.

Ignoring the rest of the disciples, Ye Xiang stood still, thinking about his flaws.

Its own strength lies in its powerful martial arts, including battle duels, the three secret realms, as well as the Silver Moon Xianglong and Ning Gang Jue, etc., coupled with the martial intent of thunder, and the artistic conception that is infinitely close to the nuance. These are Ye Xiang's hole cards and strengths, and the only shortcoming is the exercises.

Although the Three Qi Returning Yuan Gong was strong, after all, the grade was too weak, so that the amount of True Yuan that was bred was much lower, if it wasn't for the True Yuan requenching, Ye Xiang's own True Yuan would have become a major defect.

When encountering an ordinary genius, Ye Xiang is still sure to defeat a character like Ling Yiyi. If you encounter some transcendental geniuses with terrifying strength and powerful martial arts inheritance, it will not be easy to defeat them.

On a peak not far away, an old man with bright red hair like flames stared downward, although his old eyes were dim, but there were wisps of flame beating in his eyes, which was extremely amazing.

There was a beautiful girl standing beside this old man, who was proud of her beauty, and she was extremely nervous at the moment, because this old man was none other than the oldest ancestor of the Yanyang Sect, and it was also her master.

At this time, a group of people were coming, several of them exuding an astonishing aura, and even one was a figure at the level of a mid-rank martial king.

"It's Elder Ling and the others...... Ao Wushuang was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "Master, hasn't Brother Ye passed the test yet?" ”

Yanyang Ancestor didn't say a word, Ao Wushuang turned his head, and suddenly became angry, only to see Yanyang Ancestor with his head down, seemingly contemplative, but his eyelids drooped, and he actually fell asleep on the spot.