Feeling that the momentum of the two was still rising, suddenly, not only the children of those families changed color, but even the leaders of each family couldn't help but be secretly surprised. The momentum of the struggle between the two is enough to be comparable to the ordinary late stage of the Returning Yuan Realm!

"Bastard, is this damn guy that strong?"

In the team of the Cang family, Cang Muting had a calm face, and couldn't help but scold unwillingly.

"I didn't lose unjustly!" behind Mu Huaitian, Mu Yangqiu's face was full of loneliness. And beside him, Mu Wanqing, who was dressed in a fiery red, couldn't help but pout, his face full of anger. This rascal, no wonder he had the guts to flirt with Miss Ben in the first place!

In the Song family's team, Song Kui stared at the two people facing each other in the field. The deep eyes are full of heat, with a monstrous thick aura constantly rising, and there is a faint force that cannot be underestimated slowly recovering.

"I won't admit defeat easily!Yuan Wuzong, wait for me Song Kui to come to Xue Xue!"

With the attention of the people of each family, the two people who had been facing each other for a long time in the field suddenly moved!

Wang Xuan in the field stepped out, the soft sword in his hand waved, and everyone felt that their eyes were bright, as if a light had passed by, dazzling. And in an instant, Wang Xuan's figure swept out like a phantom and went straight to Yi Yang.

A flash of cold light flickered, the soft swords overlapped, and the cold sword qi cut through the air, slashing towards the top of Yi Yang's head like a knife. The chill was like ice, filled with thick cold.

"Whew!"

As Wang Xuan's figure burst up, there was a sudden wind whistle, and Wang Xuan's long sword suddenly fell from the top of Yi Yang's head. There was a tearing sound, and Yi Yang's entire figure was cut in half.

"Wow!"

Phantom!

Secretly shocked in his heart, Wang Xuan couldn't help but brow. As soon as he stepped down, he suddenly heard a rolling sound like a wave behind him. With the sound of tumbling, a thick and majestic momentum was surging, smashing towards his back as fast as lightning.

"Get out!" Before he had time to think about it, Wang Xuan let out a loud shout, his figure stepped forward, and the soft sword in his hand suddenly flipped over, slashing out angrily towards the empty seat behind him. The soft sword bent and immediately slashed horizontally. The chilling sound of breaking the air spread throughout the audience, causing many people to look shocked.

"Snort!"

The tearing sound sounded, and Wang Xuan suddenly noticed that the momentum behind him suddenly dissipated. Immediately swing the sword to recover, and take a step in the air to come back to his senses. When he turned his eyes and looked back, he saw Yi Yang looking at him with a solemn face.

At this time, Yi Yang's arms and sleeves were all torn into pieces, and his solid and powerful arms and wrists were all exposed. On top of his fists, there were even faint traces of blood.

Obviously, in the first confrontation, Yi Yang was slightly restrained by it!

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, Wang Xuan stepped across, raised his sword and rushed out again. The tip of the sword trembled slightly, and the sword qi flickered, approaching Yi Yang's throat.

"Ambition is rampant!"

Seeing Wang Xuan's contempt, Yi Yang suddenly sneered. Immediately, he stepped forward without fear. His hands turned into palms, and he grabbed Wang Xuan's soft sword without fear.

"Is he crazy? How dare he use his flesh and blood to shake a mysterious weapon?"

Seeing Yi Yang's actions, many people outside the arena couldn't help but exclaim.

"Boom!"

Before the exclamation subsided, a sound of savvy resounded, and under everyone's incredible gaze, Yi Yang's palms actually pinched Wang Xuan's sword blade.

"How is that possible?"

Suddenly, many disdainful faces stiffened, and before they had time to subside, they were shocked by Yi Yang's next moves.

I saw Yi Yang's ten fingers clasped tightly, and he grabbed Wang Xuan's soft sword. Immediately after that, a fiery red light flickered from his palm, accompanied by a thick scorching heat that spread throughout the audience. Then Yi Yang exerted his ten fingers, and his arms were slightly heavy, grasping the blade of the soft sword, which was twisted violently.

"Let go!"

Suddenly, he only heard Yi Yang shout softly, and a huge force vibrated out from the sword, causing Wang Xuan, who had to hold the sword, only to feel that his arms were numb, as if he had been electrocuted. Immediately, he didn't have time to react, and the soft sword in his hand was thrown out in an instant. With a clang, it plunged into the mountains not far away.

Seeing Yi Yang's toughness, he actually snatched Wang Xuan's Xuan's Xuan's Xuanqi soft sword empty-handed, and in an instant, many people couldn't help but be in an uproar one after another.

It's horrible!

The power of the mysterious weapon can be understood even by ordinary people. It's as easy as cutting iron and clay, and crushing stone is a breeze. If ordinary people want to take it empty-handed, they must at least be above the marrow washing realm. Otherwise, who would dare to touch the edge of a mysterious weapon with flesh and blood?

It's tantamount to looking for death!

"I wonder if you should give it your all?"

In the middle of the field, Yi Yang looked at Wang Xuan coldly and asked. Glancing lightly at the soft sword that fell to the ground, the corners of Yi Yang's mouth couldn't help but smile.

"Do you think this is a win?" Wang Xuan sneered: "Wishful thinking!" As he spoke, Wang Xuan suddenly stepped out and rushed towards Yi Yang like thunder. As he stepped forward, everyone on the sidelines felt that the ground seemed to tremble, accompanied by a melody that kept trembling.

On the other side, seeing Wang Xuan's movements, Yi Yang's brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes gradually became cold. At this time, from the gradually growing momentum of the former, he faintly noticed that Wang Xuan's steps seemed to have some kind of strange melody.

"This is your real hole card?" Yi Yang stared slightly and chuckled. As his laughter fell, the Nine Shadows were instantly unleashed, and in an instant, Yi Yang's figure turned into a ghost and floated out, carrying a series of phantoms and went straight to Wang Xuan.

The phantom was like an arrow, dozens of feet in succession, turning into a giant python and winding away, rushing out with a raging momentum, oppressing the surrounding air almost condensed.

"I really hate your self-confidence!" Seeing that Yi Yang was not to be outdone and shook himself, Wang Xuan's face was quite ugly. For the former's confident smile, he was uncomfortable in his heart. Suddenly, after he snorted coldly, all of a sudden surge of qi all over his body, all of which flowed into his fists.

The qi element is rolling and flowing, like a trend, vast as smoke.

"Boom!"

The qi element shook, and two different qi elements converged, forming a near-devastating storm that exploded. The majestic qi element burst out, tearing the air to pieces, and the hard ground was full of ravines. As the explosion sounded, the two figures retreated.

However, as soon as the two stabilized their figures, they immediately didn't say a word, slammed on the ground and rushed out again, agitating all their strength to bombard each other. The speed of the two of them was extremely fast, as fast as lightning, and it was fleeting in the blink of an eye, leaving only countless illusory and blurry afterimages in the field.

Everyone watching from the sidelines opened their eyes wide, paying close attention to the battle between the two. Few people in the younger generation can see the reality in it, and even Song Kui, who is as strong as the first young person, can only vaguely see the outline of the two. And only the helmsmen of each family are strong and can clearly capture the traces of Yi Yang and the others.

"Yi Yang, let me see what kind of self-confidence you have today!" In the shadows in the sky, Wang Xuan's angry shouts suddenly came. As the shouts fell, a sudden bang exploded, and the two embarrassed figures were completely revealed.

Under everyone's attention, Wang Xuan brushed his sleeves and snorted coldly: "Yi Yang, I will let you understand that I am better than you!" After speaking, under the surprised gaze of everyone, I saw Wang Xuan suddenly split his feet and clenched his slightly drooping fists.

As Wang Xuan's fists gradually clenched, everyone clearly sensed that an extremely violent aura was rising from his body. The astonishing momentum is surging, like a thunderbolt, full of endless fierceness.

Feeling the breath coming from Wang Xuan's body, Yi Yang, who was not far away, held his breath slightly, and his eyes couldn't help but swell with a faint sense of horror. The momentum on the former's body was already too amazing, so that he couldn't help but feel terrified. Especially the looming fierce momentum, even Qiu Renjie at the beginning was far inferior.

"Another demon!"

Looking at Wang Xuan, who was surging in the field, many people's eyes showed a trace of shock. Everyone's eyes wandered, and when they looked at Yi Yang again, they couldn't help but sneer secretly. See how you block it this time?

Yi Yang was indifferent to the contemptuous eyes coming from all around. He still stood calmly in place, his body of qi flowing rapidly, pouring into the limbs and bones around him, vigilantly guarding against Wang Xuan. And under his attention, I saw that the latter's figure suddenly moved.

There are no too many tricks, there is no too complicated, just a simple step out, and then a fist comes out.

The plain and simple punch was blasted out, and there was not the slightest movement, but with Yi Yang's keen six senses, he clearly perceived the strong momentum contained in Wang Xuan's fist. The vague momentum seemed to be compressed, like a tiger lying on its stomach, waiting in its fists.

"Boom!"

As Yi Yang's speculation fell, Wang Xuan's figure was already rapidly approaching. And gradually approaching Yi Yang's body, the momentum hidden in the latter's fist suddenly exploded. The majestic momentum was like a torrent pouring out, carrying a monstrous aura sweeping out, making the surrounding space tremble continuously, as if it would collapse at any moment.

"Boom!"

The fist exploded, and the air continued to erupt with bursts of thunderous roar, like thunder roaring.

"Get out!" Wang Xuan hissed, and the expression on his face was extremely excited and urgent: "Ben Thunder Fist!"

"Boom!"

As Wang Xuan's shouts spread, his rushing footsteps accelerated suddenly, as fast as lightning, and jumped up like a fierce tiger, hitting Yi Yang's chest. Immediately, under the horrified gaze of everyone, Wang Xuan's iron fist swung like a hammer, and slammed into front of Yi Yang viciously.

Feeling Wang Xuan's near-destruction of the violent force, the onlookers were all in an uproar. The power that erupted from the former at this time was much stronger than when he defeated Song Kui before. The torrent-like momentum that poured out, even Song Kui, who was unwilling, felt the threat of death.

"Ground-level martial arts!"

In the direction of the chairman, Gong Qiulin's expression was shocked, and he couldn't help blurting out. Suddenly, the crowd outside the arena was in an instant uproar, and they couldn't help but exclaim. Ground-level martial arts, things that were like peerless treasures were actually displayed by Wang Xuan again and again.

First the ground-level swordsmanship and martial arts, and then the ground-level boxing and martial arts......! When did this prefecture-level martial art, which is regarded as a treasure by the world, become a cabbage on the street?

The prefecture-level martial arts, as strong as the Song family of the four major families, have never seen it, even if it is the master of Fengxue City, the City Lord's Mansion is only one and only one book. It is conceivable that at this time, two prefecture-level martial arts appeared, which was a heavy shock to the hearts of everyone present.