The next day

As soon as Jiang Xiaohe stood on the stage, a middle-aged man jumped on the stage, and he didn't say a word, but started fighting.

A pair of iron fists burst out, and the entire martial arts stage trembled slightly, and with one step, the stone slabs on the stage were all stepped out of slight cracks.

"Oh my God, this person is actually an individual cultivator?"

Everyone in the audience was in an uproar.

"I still have physical cultivation in forty-eight states?"

"This person hides his head and shrinks his tail, and he doesn't even dare to report his name, and he can't see anyone if he wants to come to the identity, you see that he still wears a mask on his face. ”

"Hey, I didn't pay attention just now, but now when I see you say this, it seems like that's really the case!"

Everyone talked about it for a while, and as soon as Dai Qingshan Lao Xiu on the VIP stage saw this person appear, there was a touch of fierceness between his eyebrows, obviously knowing a thing or two about the identity of the other party.

Nan Qianshan also had a solemn face, during this period of time, new forces have continued to emerge in the forty-eight states, and many unfamiliar forces are not clear to themselves.

The elder of Yanxin Mansion also had a bad face, obviously thinking of going with Nan Qianshan, if such a powerful new force really emerged, it would not be a good thing for him Yanxin Mansion.

"Come on, come again!"

Jiang Xiaohe on the stage didn't care about these, just now he and the person on the stage bombarded several punches, each punch was full of power, the moment the footsteps moved, the figures of the two sides were constantly staggered, and the entire martial arts stage was the sound of "ping pong" fists colliding.

This was the first physical cultivation he had encountered since he had traveled all the way, and it was also the first time he had completely used the body refining technique to face the enemy.

This kind of power shocking, fist-to-flesh feeling is cool!

That's how men fight!

The middle-aged man who fought against him was solemn and panicked.

He originally wanted to use the martial arts stage to approach Jiang Xiaohe as quickly as possible, and then use the power of his body to fight Jiang Xiaohe in close combat, so that even if he couldn't take Jiang Xiaohe, he could hurt him.

As long as he can hurt Jiang Xiaohe, then the one who comes up from behind can hurt him, and drag him little by little until he is exhausted.

That's right, they just want to use wheel warfare!

It's a pity that after a pillar of incense, he found that Jiang Xiaohe's physical strength was stronger than his own, and every time he collided with his fist, he could always feel bursts of pain in his arms.

And now, Jiang Xiaohe is getting braver and braver, looking at his appearance, he has just warmed up, and he is already exhausted, and his arms are already a little trembling.

"Tiger Fist"

As soon as he thought of this, the middle-aged man's whole person was not good, and he immediately let out a sigh and took one step, like a tiger out of the cage, and bombarded Jiang Xiaohe again.

Before the fist arrived, the fist gang was already there.

A violent aura emanated from the fist, the surrounding air seemed to be a little dull, the space was very depressing, and a fierce tiger involuntarily appeared in everyone's minds.

The stone slabs on the ground cracked into tiny cracks, stretching outward like spider webs, and the middle-aged man flew with a punch and smashed directly into Jiang Xiaohe's nose.

Jiang Xiaohe stared ahead, motionless.

When the iron fist was less than a foot away from his nose, his eyes shining, his right hand raised, and he grabbed it.

The middle-aged man was slightly stunned, and everyone in the audience was stunned.

No one thought that Jiang Xiaohe would be so bold and directly wrapped the fist.

After all, the power of this punch is much stronger than the punches just now.

However, the next moment, Jiang Xiaohe's right hand turned, and the middle-aged man's arm was instantly twisted into a twisted shape.

"Ah......h

A terrible scream resounded throughout the martial arts hall, and everyone looked at the twisted and deformed arm, and involuntarily touched their arm, their faces turned a little pale.

And someone with a heart began to investigate the identity of the middle-aged man, judging from the situation the day before, Jiang Xiaohe was not a person who killed innocents indiscriminately.

Before he came to power, everyone had signed a life and death contract, and even if he killed all those people, there was nothing to say, but he didn't do it.

Unless it is a traitorous and evil person like Gu Yigu, someone like Sha Wuba who is not very respectful to him will only be seriously injured.

Although it is a serious injury, anyone with a discerning eye can see that as long as you recuperate well, it will take less than ten days to recover as usual.

As for those who were friendly to him, he directly saved the other party's face, and he was very measured, and would not let the other party step down directly, such as Yu Qian at the beginning, and several young monks who were quite generous in the back.

This middle-aged man can be said to be the second person to die in the hands of Jiang Xiaohe since ancient times, and he must have noticed something.

"Next. ”

Jiang Xiaohe's face was gloomy, the origin of this middle-aged man seemed to have something to do with the four families, but he couldn't determine which one it was.

Before the big battle, Brother Fang Yuanfang took the time to tell himself about the main exercises of the four families, among which the Gu family had a secret technique that was for refining the body.

Everyone felt a flower in front of them, and another person jumped on the stage, this is a young face, but it is very unfamiliar.

As soon as he came to power, everyone felt that this person was not from their forty-eight states, and there was an aura on him that was incompatible with the forty-eight states.

As soon as the young man came to the stage, without saying a word, his arms waved, and countless dense poisonous needles emitting a blue glow shrouded Jiang Xiaohe.

"Poison cultivation?"

Everyone in the audience was shocked again, at this time they no longer talked about anything, but just stared at Jiang Xiaohe intently, secretly looking forward to his victory in their hearts.

But soon, they each had some contradictory thoughts, most of them bet on Jiang Xiaohe to lose, if he kept winning, wouldn't he have to lose everything?

Jiang Xiaohe's heart moved, a thick protective shield enveloped him, his right hand clenched his fist, and a huge Yuanli fist shadow instantly condensed, and with his punch, it was straight towards this young man.

The young man was not in a hurry, took out a palm-sized animal skin from the space ring, and injected a wisp of yuan power into his fingertips, and the animal skin suddenly shone brightly.

A barren, distant aura emanated from the animal skin, and everyone's hearts trembled slightly, and a wonderful feeling was born involuntarily:

It's been a long time.

"This ...... It's a good thing, hurry up and grab him. ”

Xiao Tian, who had been bored in Jiang Xiaohe's dantian, suddenly opened his eyes wide and jumped up violently.

Jiang Xiaohe's eyes moved, and he felt as if he had hit a ball of soft cotton, and the faint light emitted from the animal skin suddenly sunken inward, and then turned back in an instant.

Jiang Xiaohe's figure moved, and left the place directly.

"Boom", his punch was rebounded back and hit the ground at a very fast speed, and the martial arts platform that had just been repaired by Tianxiangju overnight had another shallow pit at this time, and the cracks on the surrounding stone slabs were like dense spider webs, and it was estimated that it would not last long.

Although he dodged the bouncing punch, the dense poisonous needle followed him, enveloping him the moment he stabilized his body.

Jiang Xiaohe's whole body was covered with blue needles, and there was not the slightest gap.

"Jiang Xiaohe, you're just like that!"

The young man put away the animal skin in his hand, raised his eyes to look at Jiang Xiaohe, who was like a hedgehog, and said lightly, with a hint of shallow and obvious disdain in his tone.

Jiang Xiaohe didn't speak, he was studying the poison on this silver needle.

To be exact, it's Xiao Tian who is researching.

"This poison has a bit of meaning, I like it very much, it can devour Yuan Force and strengthen the poison of my body, I haven't seen this kind of thing yet. ”

Xiao Tian put a wisp of toxin into his fingertips, and urged the black and white tentacles to suck all the toxins on the silver needle into the yin and yang plate.

"Okay, I'll study and study first, and you can fight slowly. ”

As soon as Xiao Tian's voice fell, Jiang Xiaohe's whole body trembled, and countless silver needles suddenly fell to the ground like arrow feathers that were beyond their strength in mid-air.

At the same time, he clenched his right hand into a fist again, and with one step, he appeared directly beside the young man and punched him in the face.

The young man's body immediately flew out upside down, Jiang Xiaohe didn't let it go, and the body that chased him upside down in the air was kicked again, and the young man's body fell on the martial arts stage with a "bang".

The slate became a pile of rubble again, and the young man had an extra pit more than three feet under him, and his whole body was sunk in the slab and he couldn't get up.

Jiang Xiaohe took away the spatial ring from his fingertips in a grand manner, and gave the animal skin to Xiao Tian the moment he received it in the Diwei Tower.

"Who else?"

While the Tianxiangju guys came up to carry the corpse, Jiang Xiaohe stood on the stage and asked again.

The monks of the forty-eight states stood silently under the stage one by one, and the people who had been holding all kinds of careful thoughts before saw Jiang Xiaohe so powerful, and their faces were already white with fright.

The two people who came to power just now, although they were cleaned up by Jiang Xiaohe, their strength is obvious to all.

The lowest is also in the Martial Sect realm, and the two of them have their own merits, if they go up, it is estimated that they will not even be able to move ten moves.

"I'll come. ”

Another person jumped up in the audience, and everyone couldn't help but be happy when they saw it:

This time, it turned out to be a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl who came to the stage, combing two pigtails and wearing a big red jacket, a rural girl doll who was alive.

Jiang Xiaohe had a solemn face and didn't dare to despise it, he couldn't see through this little girl's cultivation for a while.

You must know that since cultivating the little prodigy of Yin and Yang Eyes, even if he cultivates to the Martial Emperor Realm that is a big realm higher than himself, he can sense the general cultivation of the other party.

But the little girl in front of him, when he looked at her, he could only see a gray mist.

"I've seen Taoist friends in Xiajiang Xiaohe. ”

Jiang Xiaohe hugged his fists and gave the little girl a salute, which is the least respect for the strong.

"My name is Jiang Xiaoya, both of us are surnamed Jiang, I will be merciful to your subordinates later. ”

The little girl smiled and said, "However, I'm not for those Yuan Stones, it's just that I haven't fought for a long time, and I feel a little itchy when I see you hitting them." ”

"In this way, I will thank Jiang Daoyou first. ”

Jiang Xiaohe felt a very strange aura on this little girl, but it seemed to have an innate sense of closeness.

That feeling was like the first time he met Brother Fang Yuanfang.