Xia Ze's punch slammed into Yan Chengxing's cheek, and the strength of the fist was so heavy that it exploded with a bang, and even between the fist peak and his cheek, there was a ripple of golden qi.

But this punch did not hurt his vitality greatly, Yan Chengxing flew upside down and stopped his body steadily.

He twisted his neck unsatisfied, the red fist mark on the left side of his face, with the continuous red nosebleeds, looked quite funny, and sneered: "Boy, I am kind enough to keep my hand, why don't you know the hearts of good people."

Xia Ze looked innocent, scratched his head and said, "Oh, rude, rude, what a faux pas, I really have the heart of a villain to save the belly of a gentleman, and I thought that Brother Yan was going to take advantage of my unpreparedness and sneak attack me."

Yan Chengxing nodded with a face, wiped away the nosebleed, looked calm, and arched his hand: "Brother Xian, since the misunderstanding has been resolved, then we will not change the green mountains, and the water will flow for a long time?" Will there be a date later?"

"Brother Yan is so calm and generous, little brother is grateful, don't say goodbye! There will be a period later." Xia Ze returned the salute with a fist.

At this point, two young men of the same age who were both gifted by heaven retreated against the wind and left with their backs.

After a while, between heaven and earth, there were two completely different qi that bombarded each other.

After a series of thunderous explosions, two black dots as thin as mustard seeds quickly retreated, and each sat on the two peaks outside the city, looking at each other from afar.

"Brother Xian is really not an open person, saying one thing and doing another, it is against the morality of the rivers and lakes, isn't it?" Yan Chengxing added a new wound to his face, and the strength of the heavy punch was still better than the previous punch, and the corners of his mouth twitched in pain.

This kid just had two talismans on his feet? It's as fast as Huo Shan, this is still a fucking talisman monk? But looking at his qi mansion before, not to mention empty, it takes a lot of effort to find a drop of spiritual energy, as if he is a lowly martial artist.

"Each other, if Brother Yan wants to fight, to put it bluntly, the whole circle is twisted and turned, but it is not the one who accuses the younger brother." Xia Ze stared at the mountain peaks in the distance, forcibly swallowed a mouthful of blood in his throat, and replied in his heart.

This Yan Chengxing is really powerful, even if he used two Shenxing armor horse talismans, he failed to take too much advantage, and was forcibly exchanged for injuries by the other party, and resisted his own blow to the general.

Xia Ze vaguely guessed that the opposite side should be a martial artist or a soldier monk who sharpened his soul with a fierce spirit, and at least two more realms than him. According to Yan Chengxing, he is also the so-called gift of the Heavenly Dao, and the trouble is here, that is, the other party should have a different natal supernatural power from him.

It's a pity that, apart from He Xu, he really doesn't know much about the so-called Heavenly Dao Gifters.

"Your boxing foundation is good, except for those few boxing techniques on the Ethereal Continent, everyone will not die, your fist is the most painful I have ever seen to beat people."

Yan Chengxing sorted out his state, glanced at the blazing night city under his feet, seemed to be confident, retracted his gaze, stepped out of the mountain peak on his toes, and stepped into the air step by step.

Xia Ze saw it in his eyes, but the magic robe on his body had already been squandered, and it was difficult to maintain it anymore, so he sighed unwillingly and dispersed it. Then it will be full of wind. The two swords from the fire retracted the heaven and earth in their palms, slowly straightened their bodies, and posed for a heaven and earth two instrument pile.

The fist is like a volcano that magma will burst out, and there is still a distance of ten zhang from Yan Chengxing's killing.

The corners of Yan Chengxing's mouth twitched: "That robe is temporarily difficult for him to control, this will already be the end of the crossbow, and it has been reduced to fighting with me with fists, but unfortunately, without this robe, you can't resist the wind, see how your fist moves attack from afar."

He sneered, his five fingers were like dogs, and even a beautiful white qi gathered in his palm, and made a noisy sound like birds and birds chirping, and then threw it hard towards Xia Ze on the mountain peak.

Before the killing move arrived, on the distant mountain peak, the mountain rocks had already collapsed because of the monstrous pressure, and Xia Ze, who was at the peak of the depths, was quite abnormally unmoving.

The aura condensed by the dragon practice method fell heavily on the mountain peak, although it was to completely collapse, but the peak of two-thirds of the entire mountain peak was completely slashed.

The mountain peak was filled with smoke and dust, and Yan Chengxing, who came suddenly, suspended three feet above the mountain peak, staring at the smoke and dust under his feet

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He sneered, carving insects, nothing more than trying to trick me into getting close.

Sure enough, in the rolling dust, a thunderbolt flew out.

Yan Chengxing didn't even have the idea of dodging at all, with his physique trained by the Six Realms Soldiers, he was even better than ordinary martial artists. The blow hit the thunder and struck him, and after the last bit of lightning dissipated, he was unscathed.

At this moment, another golden light suddenly shot out, so fast that even if he had been prepared, he still almost couldn't dodge.

The golden light was close to Yan Chengxing's ears and flew quickly, Yan Chengxing guessed that this one was most likely Xia Ze's refining natal object, which was used as a feint attack to cover up Xia Ze's real one-hit punch killing move next.

He turned around suddenly, and the other three spiritual qi that lingered around him turned into beast shadows and swept away.

On that flat-topped peak, the smoke cleared, Xia Ze was dressed in a green shirt and tattered, his eyes were resolute, but he still maintained the action of accumulating fist intent.

Yan Chengxing's eyes were meaningful, unharmed? It seemed that there was only one good quality magic weapon to defend himself, so he opened his mouth and mocked, "Waiting for your natal object to penetrate my spell so that the fist can get close?"

Behind him, the three fierce beasts transformed by spiritual energy, fangs and claws, spitting flames and hurricanes, collided with the golden light, and the momentum was like thunder.

Yan Chengxing frowned suddenly, that golden light, after smashing the three beast shadows one after another, although the momentum slowed down slightly, the strange aura finally made him aware of a hint.

He quickly retreated two feet back, pinching the trick, a pair of bewitching eyes were quickly covered with blood red, and in an instant, the dark aura in the qi mansion quickly gathered to his left hand, wrapped with the sleeve robe.

Like a long snake swimming, the sleeve quickly rolled up a huge mountain rock and smashed it into the golden light that was constantly speeding away.

The corners of Xia Ze's mouth provoked an arc, even if you knew what about it?

The boulder blocked for a moment, and then shattered, and a mighty river of thunder and lightning like a waterfall slammed into it, all washing on Yan Chengxing's body.

At that moment, there was a series of explosions, sounding from Yan Chengxing's body, if it was better for the ears, it could be vaguely heard, before that series of sounds, many wails, endlessly.

With this inexplicable technique, Yan Chengxing was able to escape far away after a certain aura exploded and broke the sword washing thunder power.

Unexpectedly, the golden light that was still not a small distance suddenly accelerated, and instantly killed in front of him. In an instant, Yan Chengxing was stunned, and a golden palm quickly pressed his forehead.

In the golden light, the outline of the figure gradually became clear, it was a young man who looked exactly like Xia Ze, but his eyes were hollow, and the moment the palm pressed his forehead, the lush aura in the qi mansion seemed to have nothing to do with him after a moment.

A figure, stepping on a long sword with a gleaming fire, quickly killed.

The fist gang was like a storm, constantly falling on Yan Chengxing's body, at first the ordinary martial arts fist strength, but with the superposition of boxing, the domineering fist gang, layer upon layer, every punch where it fell, will leave a wound that makes the soul cry in pain.

In just a few breaths, seventy-four punches, Yan Chengxing wailed again and again, as if the sky was full of stars, the sun rose and the moon set three times, if he was blindly beaten, the consequences would be unimaginable.

He shouted suddenly, and with his good physique, he slammed his fist into the golden door, but the other party did not move, and switched his hands to try to lock his arm. Yan Chengxing had no choice but to hurriedly take out a moon blade dagger hanging from his waist and slash it at his face.

On the golden and flawless face, a small blood mark appeared, although the wound was not big, but it made the Yin God jealous, but this moment of flaw, Yan Chengxing was able to intermittently recite a certain qi gathering technique.

There was a loud bang, and a majestic aura exploded from Yan Chengxingqi Mansion, blasting Xia Ze and his Yin God out heavily.

The stars are all back in Xia Ze's eyes.

After spending so much effort, he only threw eighty-nine punches every day for a long time, and he didn't seriously hurt him, but if he wanted to fight him in close quarters, it would be difficult.

Yan Chengxing broke free from the shackles, for fear of Xia Ze's old skills

Reapplying, quickly climbing to a higher place against the wind, scolding and tearing off the robe disguised as ordinary clothes, a summoning robe of good quality, was stunned by the unreasonable fist gang and shattered the formation, as if it was no different from a rag.

"Your big killer at the bottom of the box, that's all? But these eyes are a treasure trove, much inferior to mine." Yan Chengxing groaned, his eyes were closed, and his whole body sank.

Xia Ze faintly sensed that something was wrong, on the ground, as if something was being pulled by Yan Chengxing, and at the same time, the cultivation of Yan Chengxing's Six Realms cultivators was also rising.

Yan Chengxing opened his eyes suddenly, his gloomy temperament became more and more eye-catching, and at some point, a cyan talisman was twisted in his palm.

Xia Ze frowned, this guy is really amazing.

"If you are in a hurry, you will bring a pot talisman, the strong will fight, and don't trample on the farmland of the croppers." Yan Chengxing smiled gloomily, and the cyan talisman in his hand suddenly flew into the sky.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth seemed to be isolated, and the sky, which had just dawned, began to show a cracked pattern like the porcelain of the kiln, and the blue light was dazzling everywhere.

"Heaven in a pot?" Xia Ze sighed.

"That prince of Great Qi, Wei Yinxi, is somewhat similar to your fist style, but in comparison, you are still more ruthless, I was almost killed by you just now."

Xia Ze turned his head suddenly, but it was too late, Yan Chengxing's figure appeared behind him at some point, and a punch shot out, hitting Xia Ze's eye sockets.

The mountain on which it stands, from the summit to the foot of the mountain, completely collapsed.

There was a huge ape thirty feet high, covered with blue flames, with a hideous face and protruding fangs, and every time he shook the ground with his fist, like an ox turning over, there would be a collapse of houses.

Not only that, but since the sky began to show that strange pattern, the rising sun began to be obscured, day and night, unable to distinguish between north and south, east and west.

The houses in the city, one after the other, began to rise into the air, and people looked in horror at the houses overhead, one by one, black and pressed, hanging in the air, crumbling.

I don't know who said it, it fell, and the houses in the sky really began to fall continuously, and there were pedestrians on the street who were not in a hurry to dodge, and they were hit by the falling houses, and soon they lost their lives.

The people gathered at the west gate of the city began to be uncontrollable, and the patches of houses hanging above their heads were about to fall down, and the officers and soldiers in charge of guidance looked at each other. Nie Yueming hid in the crowd, covering his face with a hat, and looked at the sky.

"Familiar, too familiar, it must be that person, that mud leg, it will be no good to meet him."

Su Xian and Ning Zhinuan, I don't know when, they stood on a high place, each holding a talisman in their hands.

The house above his head seemed to lose its support all of a sudden, and it fell heavily from the sky, and it was about to affect the crowd below, Ning Zhinuan took the lead, and a diamond-shaped rune paper flew out of his palm, and in an instant, a raging flame ignited, and the house was burned into ashes when it fell.

Ning Zhinuan's face was a little pale, and he gestured to the woman in the distance, Su Xian nodded, the long whip in his hand, as fast as thunder, the whip was quickly extended, and a more majestic whip shadow was made, smashing several houses into powder.

But compared to the countless houses that cover the sky, these two shots are just a drop in the bucket.

"Ayu! It's not the way to go!" Xu Xiuzhu swung out his sword, splitting the house that fell above his head in two, turned his head and shouted, "I have to trouble you to delay for a while, otherwise the people of this night city will suffer."

Ah Yuhao shook his wrist, slammed the head of a snake demon on the ground, looked at the City God Temple behind him, snorted coldly, and his originally plump body began to grow fluff little by little.

In the center of Night City, a three-foot-tall six-tailed fox demon with six long furry tails constantly floating, roaring up to the sky, and spitting out countless cyan fires from its mouth.

Every moment a fireball explodes, and a falling house burns to the ground.

On the other side, Bai Lu had already taken the lead in fighting with the gibbon that showed the true body of the law, although the realm was different

But the advantage is that Jiaolong is born with a unique talent for controlling the five elements aura, and the gibbon saint has no consciousness at the moment, so he has suffered too much.

But there are still no less than ten martial artists and monks who died under his fist.

Yan Chengxing was suspended in the air, feeling that every time there was an extra wailing soul in the night city under his feet, the smile on his face was arrogant, this was the gift of heaven that belonged to him, the death of the master of the eight gates.

As long as there is a trace of dead souls and ghosts in this city, then his cultivation will increase by one point, and those souls who die uncontrollably will be used by him uncontrollably, which is simply a perfect fit for him who is already a soldier monk.

You must know that most of the soldiers and monks will deliberately look for that kind of ancient battlefield, borrowing the murderous aura of the souls of monks and martial artists to sharpen their Dao hearts. But the ancient battlefield is like a place like a calligraphy and painting, there is no shortage of people in this world who have a unique vision and ruthlessness, who have long taken the battlefield sites as their own, or simply made that kind of stupid thing to kill chickens and take eggs.

It's not that I'm afraid that some peers will rise up and kill them, but I just feel troublesome. In addition to finding an ancient battlefield, to fight to nourish the war, to fight on the verge of desperation to increase cultivation, is not a bad way, but the greater the harvest is accompanied by a higher risk, no one can say that when the boat capsizes in the gutter, except for some of the proud sons of heaven who appreciate food and eat, few soldiers and monks will choose this path.

Now the catastrophe of this city is that he used a sword embryo of good quality in the sect, and the prince of Daqi exchanged it, the sword embryo that can give birth to a flying sword is of course precious, but this thing is the same as the gambling stone used to make huge profits in some places under the mountain, it belongs to the category of watching the sky and eating.

He thought about it, with the past experience of the prince who had the best luck in the continent, maybe he could really open a flying sword that was rare, but it would not make him regret it, after all, the people who completely devoured a city, even with three powerful Eight Realm monsters, no matter how you look at it, they will be earned.

The most important thing is that there is also a Xia Ze here, and there is also a He Xu who is a gift of the Heavenly Dao and does not know it.

After all, he was still looking forward to it, and he really wanted to see how tenacious Xia Ze, who was a gift of heaven like him, could be tenacious, and it was best to be able to resist it again. Correspondingly, he will also gain a lot.

How can it be a good thing to make a steady profit without losing money in this world, and it is really the ancestor who has accumulated virtue.

His brows furrowed slightly, and he used some kind of distant supernatural power, his eyes turned white, and he sneered, "I said that why people die so little, it turns out that there are a few wastes doing useless work there."

The cyan talisman above his head vibrated slightly, and the cyan light rippled.

A pressure like the top of Mount Tai smashed down again.

Ayu, who showed the demon body, looked at the invisible pressure falling above his head, and hated the root of his teeth, but he had no choice but to bow his body and resist the pressure.

With a bang, Ayu's back seemed to be pressed by a mountain, and the pressure continued to increase dramatically, and blood continued to spill out of his mouth and nose, but looking at the night city under him, Ayu did not let go, but instead of bowing his body.

The sharp aura, which was not considered to penetrate, slipped from the side of Ayu's body, blurring the flesh and blood of Ayu's body.

Xu Xiuzhu looked at Ayu, who was covered with bruises on his head, his face was full of guilt, and he already regretted it a little, and asked Ayu to help resist this terrible natural disaster.

The gibbon saint who fell into a rage opened his mouth with a large mouth, and a blue flame quickly filled the empty street, and several monks and martial artists who came to help fled in a hurry.

After a while, a white dragon wrapped in thunder and lightning disappeared in a flash, bombarding the chest of the giant beast.

The sound of gold and stone was endless, and Bai Lu, who had not been able to break through the gibbon saint's huge body, suddenly appeared in human form, already with his head broken and bleeding, and he roared and threw out two scorching yang thunders.

Below the cyan talisman, a light suddenly floated in, the city god Meng Lantern Boat, suspended in the sky, constantly sealed, after a while, there was a golden barrier, covering a hundred miles, the constantly falling houses, and the night city below was completely isolated.

Ayu's eyes darkened, and she couldn't do it anymore

Maintaining such a huge demon body, as if the house had collapsed, she turned back into a woman's appearance, trembling and shrinking in the corner, with a hand on her shoulder, she turned her head and saw that it was Bai Lu.

"Don't move, you're seriously injured, don't speak, I'll put you in a safe place first." Bai Lu stared at Yan Chengxing and said softly.

Yan Chengxing looked at Meng Dengzhou, who was using the supernatural power of isolating heaven and earth, and sneered: "It's so blockable, if today, if you, the city god with a corrupt golden body, blocks my avenue, wouldn't it make my peers laugh when it is passed out?" Since you're so good, I'll make it a little more difficult for you!"

Yan Chengxing pointed in the depths and twisted the trick, and within a moment, there was a black lion phantom composed of black yin wind, from head to toe, quickly formed, accompanied by a wave of his big hand.

The lion, which was as huge as a mountain, roared angrily, and countless houses, boulders, accompanied by an unstoppable angry wind.

Overwhelming, bombarded above the barrier.

Cheng Huang Ye Meng Dengzhou exhausted the last bit of residual spiritual energy, and the barrier condensed only supported less than three breaths before it collapsed.

Meng Dengzhou looked at the shattered sky and sighed slowly.

Yan Chengxing put his hands around his chest and teased: "Why, you look like a bear, as if you regret that you can't cut me twice, don't worry, when this person is dead, I won't let go of your golden body."

Then, he heard two ridicules that made him extremely unhappy, Meng Dengzhou sneered: "Hou Sheng, in the final analysis, you are too talented, you have not suffered any strong winds and waves, and you have a little talent for God to reward food, so you feel that the whole world is under your control, and let me say, people like you can't go far, sooner or later, someone will teach you the taste of failure."

Yan Chengxing's face was red and white, there was already murderous intent in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and smiled, "Can you stop me?"

Meng Dengzhou laughed and shook his head, his figure gradually became illusory, almost dissipating: "I am also a gift of the Heavenly Dao, I dare not assert anything else, but I, Meng Dengzhou, have never seen the wrong person, that young man will definitely far surpass you in the future, but you can only look beyond the dust."

Yan Chengxing wanted to slap him to death with one palm, but he didn't expect him to dissipate first, and an instinctive uneasiness filled his mind.

In the distance, the young man who should have been seriously injured came out again.

"Fist technique? Swordplay? The difference between the two realms, my realm is still rising, just like a saint in this heaven and earth, I want to see how you fight with me."

A red mist quietly appeared in mid-air, like a whirlpool on the water, constantly dragging the sky full of gravel, broken wood, and houses.

"This ...... This is ....." Yan Chengxing was stunned.

Godhead, fist technique, talisman method, swordsmanship, and now there is an unknown fierce beast, where is he sacred, could it be that this siege of Night City is really he was put on a swing by Wei Yuxi.

In Xia Ze's eyes, illusions kept flashing.