Chapter Eighty-Seven: Who's the Waste?

"The way of the swordsman, the sword of the heart is one. Pen%Fun%Pavilion www.biquge.info You only regard the sword in your hand as a dead thing and a weapon, if the sword is dead, the swordsmanship will also be dead! You don't deserve to be a swordsman at all!" Yun Yi pointed at Yu Wenying, who had injured his wrist, and shouted in a deep voice.

Buzz!

The Qingyue Sword in Yun Yi's hand kept trembling, as if he was jumping with joy, and endless joy came over.

"Do you even agree with my words?" Yun Yi flicked the light Yue sword with his palm and smiled slightly.

Yuwen was vicious, his right wrist was stabbed by a sword, and he trembled, he couldn't hold the sword anymore!

"How dare you do this!" his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at Yun Yi like a demon.

Suddenly, he roared angrily, and there was a golden light between his eyebrows, spreading to his whole body, dyeing his whole person like a golden man.

Seeing such a vision, Yun Yi's eyes shrank, "Finally I want to use the power of the martial soul! It looks like a martial soul that strengthens itself!"

"Okay! I'll convince you of losing today!" Yun Yi shook his wrist, only to see that the Qingyue sword suddenly shot out, straight into the ground, and the sword body trembled.

Sword against sword!

Yun Yi was not willing to take advantage of the weapon at all, and he was extremely desperate to let this Yuwen lose convincingly.

"King Kong Martial Soul!" Yu Wencheng suddenly exploded all over his body, expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye, his muscles were knotted, and his muscles were bursting up, like a giant, his face was hideous, and his whole body was like a gold sculpture, which was extremely terrifying.

"It turned out to be a martial soul refining body type!" Yun Yi said secretly.

Yuwen Yin's martial soul is obviously a kind of martial soul that strengthens itself, so that the whole body is not urged, hard as iron, and infinitely powerful. But he had been deliberately hiding before, so that the sword was against the enemy, and if he could not stalemate, he would defeat Yun Yi in one fell swoop.

But he didn't expect that his one-handed swordsmanship was not Yunyi's enemy at all, and he was defeated early, so he had to reveal his hole cards!

"What a heavy scheming! What a ruthless mind!" Yun Yi secretly sighed, these children of the family are all ruthless and vicious, and the city government is extremely deep, and they are definitely not easy people.

Crunch!

Yuwen clenched his fists, feeling the powerful power of the explosion all over his body, and the true qi in his body was even more majestic, grinning cruelly, "I'll use these two fists to hammer you into meat puree!"

He was already a first-class martial artist, and this Yunyi was only a third-rate before.

One force will drop ten!

He is confident that wherever his fists go, it will be like destroying the withering and decaying of this stinky boy without the power to resist.

"No matter how strong the swordsmanship is, what if the ants are still ants! If you can't keep up with your cultivation, it's all in vain!" Yuwen Cheng had a disdainful smile on his face.

"Angry Thunder Fist!" his fists smashed again and again, and there were fist shadows in the air, like a violent wind and thunder, and a violent momentum rushed to his face, making people suffocate.

"Even if you are vajra protectors, I will smash your tortoise shell to pieces!" Yun Yi said secretly in his heart, and a layer of white jade appeared on his fist.

His fists suddenly joined together, like a god-man swinging a divine hammer to shatter the pillar that supported the sky, and with a bang, it seemed to burst the air, making people's eardrums burst.

"Heavenbreaker!"

Yun Yi's whole body was boiling with true qi, and he unexpectedly used the broken jade fist that he learned from the Huashan School of Lu Ding Ji. The most powerful sky-breaking pillar in one move, the fist is thousands of jun, the gold is cracked and the jade is broken, and it is just against the rigid, and the force is against the force, and it comes head-on.

Bang!

There was a bang, and the sound was extremely dull, like beating a big drum on people's hearts, making people dazed and vomiting.

A wave of air visible to the naked eye rolled out around the two of them, and the ground was even more dusty.

Knock knock!

The two of them snorted, as if they had been hit hard, and stepped on the ground one step at a time, Yun Yi took three steps back, while Yuwen Ying took nine steps back.

"How is that possible? Are you already a first-class martial artist!" Yuwen stared at him and cried out in a lost voice.

There was an uproar all around.

"What? This Yunyi is already a first-class martial artist?"

"You know, ten days ago it was just a third-rate, how did he do it?"

"Could it be that he had some great adventure?"

......

The martial artists under the ring were boiling, and the eyes that looked at Yun Yi suddenly became weird, greedy, covetous, and longing......

Obviously, they all thought that Yunyi would be able to break through the two small realms in ten days, and it must be a great opportunity!

"Huh?" a gloomy voice in the stands, a middle-aged man in a purple and gold python robe sat upright, his face was majestic, and his eyes were gloomy looking at the ring.

"Master of the family, the young master seems to be defeated, should we ......" An old man who looked like a housekeeper walked over and said in a low voice.

"Shut up!" the middle-aged man shouted, "This is the Martial Mansion, so you have to follow the rules of the Martial Mansion." My Yuwen family alone can't shake the behemoth of the Martial Mansion at all, since it is a battle of life and death, it can only be ended by dividing life and death. ”

Between the words, his eyes were extremely gloomy, "But if this kid really dares to kill the negative son, I will definitely let him be buried with my negative child!"

"Yes!" replied the old man tremblingly.

......

"What a hard turtle shell!" Yun Yi looked at his hands, only to feel a heart-piercing pain, and when he fought against Na Yuwen just now, he only felt like he had touched a copper wall.

"Drill the mountain and break the ground!" The light flashed in his eyes, he sank his waist immediately, and he was angry out of the dantian, and suddenly hit an ordinary long fist straight over!

His fist rotated slightly, and his true qi swirled, bringing up a spiral force, bringing up the air to roll, and there was a faint wind whistling, like a drill to break the boulder mountain in front of him.

"It's useless! you can't break my defenses at all!" Yuwen burst out laughing, his arms clasped to his chest, and slammed into him like a moving mountain.

Bang!

Fist in both arms.

Yuwen was smirking proudly, suddenly his face was stagnant, his eyes bulged, and he only felt a spiral force coming out of his arms, straight into his internal organs.

Burst!

He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell backwards.

And Yun Yi was already approaching the past again, and a punch came down from a high altitude, like a giant hammer hitting the earth, trying to smash everything to pieces.

"Shaker Hammer!"

Another trick broke the jade fist, opening and closing, extremely fierce, without the slightest concern for its own defense, quite a bit of the tragic momentum of the jade broken rather than the whole tile.

For a moment, the air seemed to be bursting, and the sound of popping and popping in the air continued.

Yuwen was shocked, and suddenly shouted in a panic, "Martial Soul Secret Technique!"

A dazzling layer of golden light resurfaced, plating his whole body into a golden man.

There was a crisp sound of gold and stone colliding.

Yun Yi punched him, as if he had hit an iron wall.

But he didn't care about it, like a madman, and smashed it hard with one punch, hitting the stubborn iron like a thousand pounds of giant hammer.

A dull fist sounded.

Boom!

Knock knock!

Knock knock!

......

Everyone's eyes were dull, and they saw Yun Yi riding on Yuwen Cheng without saying a word, like striking iron, punching one punch at a time, the punch was ten thousand pounds, and it was extremely heavy.

That Yuwen was beaten hard by Yun Yi like a nail, and his whole body was inserted into the ground, and he couldn't pull it out.

"Ahem, it's useless, my martial soul secret technique King Kong is the same inside and out, you can't break my defenses at all. I will consume you to death, and I will not believe that your true qi is endless!When the time comes, I will have to beat you into a waste!" Yuwen said viciously, like an evil ghost who chooses people to devour.

He knew that his moves and fists were not as good as this stinky boy, but this stinky boy would never be able to break his defenses, and he had the idea of dying with Yunyi.

"As long as I exhaust his true qi, I can turn defeat into victory!" Yuwen embarrassedly blocked Yunyi's violent fist, and smiled fiercely in his heart.

"If you really think that you will be invincible with a turtle shell, you are very wrong. There is no flawless martial arts in the world, it just depends on whether anyone can find it. Yun Yi stood up abruptly, condescendingly at Yu Wen's whole body, his whole body was not on the ground, only his head was exposed outside, and he couldn't move, and a hint of a sadistic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It's a pity that your trick didn't work against me! Yun Yi slowly stretched out a hand, and the true qi in his palm spun rapidly like a cloud of mist, raising a huge suction.

Syllable!

Gently pressed the palm on Yuwen Negative's head, seemingly powerless, but Yuwen Negative was as if he had met a nemesis, his face was extremely frightened, his eyes were white, and his throat gurgled between them.

He suddenly felt that Yun Yi's palm was like a bottomless black hole, and the true qi in his body was gushing out wildly, and it was devoured completely.

His eyes were frightened, the corners of his mouth overflowed with white foam, and then his head lowered, his whole body was paralyzed like mud, his face was as white as paper, and the golden light shrouded by the martial soul also faded rapidly and disappeared without a trace.

"He's gone! From now on, he will no longer be able to rely on martial arts to do anything wrong!" Yun Yi said secretly in his heart when he saw this, and he had no sympathy for this Yuwen in his heart.

To deal with the wicked is to use more ruthless means than he can to stop him from doing evil. How many poor Cambrians in this Qingfeng Town have died because of this Yuwen family.

Heavenly Dao cycle retribution is unpleasant!

After all, this Yuwen was still planted under Yun Yi's hands, and his martial arts were all wasted, and he became a wasted person.

Yun Yi stood up, sighed a lot in his heart, his eyes swept to the languishing Yuwen Yin, and said coldly: "I ask you now, who is the waste person?"

"...... you?" Yuwen was pale and full of despair, gurgling in his throat, but he couldn't make any sound for a long time.

"What happened?" Seeing that the duel that was suddenly fierce and extremely fierce came to an abrupt end, the warriors under the ring whispered again, not knowing what was happening.

At this time, Yun Yi's face was cold, without the slightest emotion, and he suddenly hit Yuwen Negative Heavenly Gate with a palm.

"Father, save me!" Suddenly, Na Yuwen shouted hoarsely, his face full of desire to survive.

The face of the middle-aged man who was originally sitting on the stands suddenly changed.

Roar!

The earth-shattering waves of air rolled, and a figure jumped in the air, and the majestic momentum of the sea burst out.

It was as if the entire space had been condensed, and the invisible and vast will shrouded the void in all directions, forming a towering mountain-like pressure that pressed down on Yun Yi's head, making him unable to move.

"Martial Will!Grandmaster Realm!" Yun Yi's body trembled, and he barely raised his head to watch the god-like figure descend from the sky.