Two women who can almost be called rivals fought each other in the stone hall, but Murong played the sword but did not sing, Qin Mumian plucked the strings and did not form a rhythm, the sound of playing the sword became more and more high-pitched, and the sound of the strings became more and more urgent.

After being swept away by Yi's punch in the stone hall, the little dust that was left was finally incapacitated, falling or rising, and in just a few breaths, it had already filled the entire stone hall.

The expressions of the two peerless women are very calm and patient, this is not the first time such a fight, and it will never be the last.

And in the inner stone chamber separated by a road, the battle between the two men has entered a stalemate.

Even in the frost realm, it is difficult to leave too deep traces on the stone ground, there are more than a dozen clear footprints, if you look closely, you can see that these two footprints are the footprints of two people, one of the footprints is deep and clear, even the pattern of the sole is clearly visible, the other footprint is slightly shallow, but with the footprints as the center, countless fine cracks spread around, looking like a spider web woven on the ground.

The two of them kept shifting and transposing in this stone room, because the speed was too fast, they could almost only see the two figures constantly entangled, colliding and then separating, especially the tall figure was like an ancient giant beast, rampage, and the arrogance was really arrogant to the extreme.

Yi and Xiao Yu both practiced the Demon Sect's body forging technique, and they each practiced the Pupil Method. The difference is that Yi cultivates martial arts on the basis of forging his body, while Xiao Yu cultivates the golden body of Buddhism, and the two of them have almost reached the pinnacle of the frost realm in terms of physique.

Xiao Yu holds a sword, and Yi only relies on his fists. The two of them have not yet reached the realm of not staying in the realm of things, in all fairness, Xiao Yu took advantage, but Yi used his nine-step momentum to sneak attack Xiao Yu with a punch, and pulled the two sides back to the same running line.

Xiao Yu's long sword kept falling on Yi's body, bringing up blood marks, but they were only blood marks.

Yi's fists were like two silent hills, each punch falling on Xiao Yu's body like a sledgehammer striking on an iron ingot, making a dull and piercing sound of metal colliding.

There are two ways to talk about the so-called debate of the six qi in the past, one is to simplify the complex, practice one vein of supernatural power alone, and the last method is through and ten thousand laws. The vast majority of practitioners today follow this path. The second method is relatively more complex, simplifying the complex, absorbing the strengths of others, and finally becoming a family of its own. If you take this road, it is difficult to get to the point where you finally learn from the strengths of others, and it will take many times the effort. However, if you can succeed, you will be much higher than the achievements of ordinary practitioners.

Although Xiao Yu hit by mistake, he took the road from complexity to simplicity, and Yi relied on a pair of iron fists that were simple to the extreme and pure to the extreme.

Xiao Yu's cultivation is not so pure, and it is very complicated, so after facing Yi head-on with nearly a stick of incense without taking the slightest advantage, Xiao Yu had to put away the deeply hidden but real contempt in his heart, and seriously face this middle-aged man who was still defeated by his men half a year ago.

Shibei should be impressed for three days.

Xiao Yu used Jian San to lay a fine sword net in front of him, and then floated back. Yi Ze was like a boulder rolling down from a mountain cliff, silent and furious, with an expressionless face, crushing the sword net blocking in front of him into pieces, chasing Xiao Yu closely.

Xiao Yu was broken out of the six phases, and he couldn't recondense it in a short period of time, so he used the Heavenly Demon Phase, which had not been used for a long time.

No handprints, no superfluous movements. It's just that the black vortex in Xiao Yu's eyes suddenly spun faster, like a black hole that wants to devour everything.

A black shadow slipped out from under his feet, clinging to the ground and heading towards Yixing, without any breath leaking, as if it was really a shadow falling on the ground.

The Heavenly Demon Appearance is a magical power that can only be practiced by elders and above, and the Demon Sect worships demons, so it is naturally controlled by demons.

It's a pity that Yi didn't give Xiao Yu this opportunity, and with a strong kick, he crushed the heavenly demons who had not yet had time to get close.

Immediately after that, Yi deceived himself and punched hard, landing on Xiao Yu's chest.

It was a straightforward and simple punch that knocked Xiao Yu into the air and slammed into the wall behind him, leaving a circle of cobweb cracks, and Xiao Yu slowly slipped off the wall.

Yi said lightly: "Xiao Yu, Bo is not fine, it is better to be fine but not Bo, I only have a pair of fists, I can beat you to death, you have a thousand magical powers, what can you do with me?"

Yi speaks with an expression that is extremely calm, but when he speaks, he is extremely arrogant.

What is life and death, and what is the ability to endure me?

Xiao Yu didn't speak, but just straightened up again, and after retracting a Shuren sword, he didn't make any more contributions, his left hand was full of money, and his right hand turned into Yuan Tu, not retreating, but advancing, and headed towards Yi Fei.

Yi retreated in one step, with a slight bow on his body, like a cheetah waiting for an opportunity.

Xiao Yu broke through the heavy qi machine traction in front of him, and Yuan Tu smashed at Yi with his right hand.

Yuan Tu's huge claw blade drove the terrifying Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi around him, forming five small Yuan Qi vortices between his five fingers.

Yi's eyebrows were raised, and the vitality of his whole body gathered into his fists, and he shook Xiao Yu's blows with the momentum of raising fire to the sky......

With a bang, Yi's feet sank deep into the stony ground, and his upper body almost collapsed.

Since the supernatural powers are useless, the physique is comparable. That Xiao Yu wanted to crush him with several times the vitality of Bi Yi.

Xiao Yu's figure disappeared in a flash, and his left hand flicked his sleeve towards Yi.

One sleeve can be loaded, and this sleeve is naturally heavy.

Simple single sleeve.

Although Yi's figure was still standing, he was swept back by this sleeve.

The smoke and dust drifted by, the dust settled, and there was a terrifying scratch an inch thick on the straight line that was easy to be swept back.

Yi's whole person was almost shrunk into a ball, and his body was covered with large and small scars.

Xiao Yu's vitality is not inferior to the ordinary realm of heaven and man, not to mention that Xiao Yu has also set foot in the realm of heaven and man. This sleeve gathers the vitality of Xiao Yu's whole body, and under one sleeve, even Hei Shuiwan will be injured.

And because they have been entangled with each other for a long time, Xiao Yu and Yi's respective attention is involved, under one sleeve, the vitality is not half overflowing, it looks really ordinary and fluttering sleeves, and all the vitality contained in it falls on Yi's body.

Yi straightened up, and simply removed the blouse that had turned into strands of cloth on his upper body, revealing his bronzed upper body, whose muscles were like rocks, and which were covered with old and new scars. The old one is already scarred, and the new one is blood-red and blind. Then he kicked off the leather boots that had worn out the soles of his feet, and stood barefoot.

Xiao Yu glanced at his broken left sleeve, and tore it off casually, his expression was calm, the scattered vitality around his body was completely restored, and the black-red Haoran Qi in his body swam.

During this time, almost all of the opponents Xiao Yu came into contact with were in the realm of heaven and man, and Xiao Yu had always been in a position of being suppressed, but in fact, he was just a frost realm, and it was already enough to be proud of being able to compare with heaven and man with vitality, how could the ordinary frost realm have the qualifications to compare with the realm of heaven and man?

Being beaten so embarrassed by an opponent in the same realm, Xiao Yu has not experienced it for a long time in the past half a year.

The corners of Xiao Yu's mouth hooked a cold smile, and he didn't suppress the vitality in his body, so he waited to be crushed to death by him with his vitality.

Xiao Yu raised his arms and sleeves, and two hideous vitality green dragons surrounded his forearm. Since Yi gave him so many punches, then he Xiao had no reason not to return the courtesy.

In the realm of frost, who dares to say that he is completely sure that he will defeat him?