There was a thud on the surface of the water, and a young man jumped out of it, soaking wet, holding his arms and lips purple, shivering from the cold.

"It's so high!" Xia Ze gave Liu Zhuoyu a thumbs up, and at the same time shook his body with his fist.

Several people on the ferry behind him suddenly burst into laughter. Ning Zhinuan hid his face and smiled: "Except that he is soaked and unharmed, what if he opens his eyes and talks nonsense?"

Liu Zhuoyu's face was pale, it seemed that this person was not as vulnerable as he imagined.

Chen Xin'an grinned, and said silly in his heart, this kid and I are really right, he is a yin and yang person.

Only Jiang Dianshu couldn't see the truth, and was full of joy for his sweetheart to come out on top.

Suddenly, the two of them slowly pressed down at the same time, ready to go, the people on the bank of the river could not see the truth, but as long as they stepped into the path of martial arts or monks, they could really see that a particularly terrifying martial arts true qi in the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to be torn apart by two invisible forces, and then poured into the qi of the two people on the river.

The wind was fierce, and a slight ripple began to appear on the entire solidified river.

Liu Zhuoyu killed again, every time he stepped on the ground, he would blow up a splash of water in the river under his feet, and he himself completely integrated into the electric light, Xia Ze's eyes turned slightly, and he quickly punched a horizontal punch.

With a bang, the two fists shook each other, and Liu Zhuoyu's thunderous figure resurfaced, and between the two, there was a sonic boom. They each withdrew their fists and took three steps back.

As a result, the next moment, Liu Zhuoyu's palms turned into a tiger shape and suddenly clapped together. In an instant, there were two giant tigers turned into thunderbolts, one on the left and one on the right, and they all pounced on Xia Ze.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Xia Ze simply fell backwards, and then the double hammer slammed into the jade bi under him and fell into the river. The two giant tigers, as if playing, seemed to be gnawing and fighting, and finally stirred up, turned into a huge thunderball, and finally exploded.

The sea of air was churning, and the thunderbolt rose into the sky, except for Liu Zhuoyu who landed steadily on a piece of "broken jade piece", the rest of the ships were blown back again and again by this air wave, and their brows were slightly furrowed, so they simply threw the jade sword into the river, and in an instant, the golden wisps of river water that had just melted the ice and snow quickly condensed.

On both sides of the river, the voices of people are boiling, and this round of fighting, without flesh and blood, is extremely exciting. Every year, there are monks from all over the world, martial arts come to Dongjing, because of personal grievances or disagreement with the big fight, there are not a few, but generally fail to distinguish the winner and loser, will be taken away by the officers and soldiers, if it is from a famous family or rich dredging, it is good to say, if it is just Yamasawa Ye Xiu is an unlucky poor bastard, then it is the best arrangement elsewhere.

Lin Luqing looked at the frozen river, and there was a trace of worry in his eyes that couldn't be concealed: "Strange, this Liu Zhuoyu is clearly a martial artist, why is there an aura condensed by a qi refiner in his fist?"

Zhan Yan nodded, and said eloquently: "This Liu Zhuoyu is not an ordinary person, as early as when he was born, there was a great Qi Qin Heavenly Prison who watched the sky at night, and came to the conclusion that he was the reincarnation of the old gods, so he attracted the power of the three families of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and in order to bring him into the door, he blew his beard and stared, and he fought more than 100 times in private and private fights."

"Sure enough, he later had a very high understanding in Buddhism, reading, and Taoism, and liked to read, so he entered the door of Qi refiner without a teacher, and it only took less than three years to step into the three realms of Qi training. A Confucian gentleman rummaged through the ancient books and asserted that if he was unwilling to abolish the aura condensed by the Qi Mansion in his chest, he was afraid that his time was running out. In this game, the Taoist and Buddhist families saw that this beautiful jade of the Cultivator was on the verge of the Seven Uniques, so they simply brushed their sleeves and left."

Ning Zhinuan said unhappily: "The people of this Buddha and Dao family are too impersonal."

Zhan Yan nodded: "Then Liu Zhuoyu resolutely shattered the aura condensed in his Qi Mansion, and really got better, and then pursued his true heart, joined the Confucian branch Haoqi Sect, and followed a martial artist to start practicing boxing, and in just four years, he was already a martial artist of the Seven Realms with outstanding boxing skills. And what's even more shocking is that the shattered aura in his body is actually integrated with the true qi he has refined, so every time he punches, his fist moves are close to ten

Bajiu has such a trace of immortal magic, it can be said that as long as he is given enough time, over time, he will definitely become a famous martial god on the Ethereal Continent and even in Jiuzhou."

Lin Luqing didn't speak, squatted on the bow of the boat with a light skirt, and said angrily at a figure who was smashing the jade bi with difficulty: "If you do this again, I will ignore you later."

Xia Ze smiled bitterly, got up in a hurry, and then spit out a mouthful of turbid gas that had been squeezed in the qi mansion for a long time, and at the same time, the whole body began to steam, and the red face like cooked shrimp and crab began to retreat.

Liu Zhuoyu and Zhan Yan's faces suddenly changed, only to see the condensed water luck aura like jade beads, falling to the river surface one after another, through the condensed river surface, the entire golden wisp river was suddenly full of green, this is because the water luck aura began to feed back the river water.

From just now, Xia Ze has been running the Sword Ding Sword Technique over and over again, trying to reverse the two qi of gods and demons on the Three Souls and Seven Spirits, as well as using the refining formula taught by Gao Long to condense the scattered mountain and water qi luck when he sleeps. Single-mindedness and triple use are terrifying, but Xia Ze even filled the spring drunk robe with it, and he couldn't store all the aura, which is why he was reluctant to use all his strength before, after all, letting a person who is so greedy for money watch this large amount of aura go down the drain is tantamount to being punished.

On the river, Xia Ze and Liu Zhuoyu have already fought more than 30 times, Liu Zhuoyu's boxing skills belong to the superior category, plus he has been practicing hard day and night in the past four years, integrating his own perceptions, so the power is huge, on the other hand, Xia Ze's boxing skills are simple and unpretentious, but each episode of support is enough to compete with Liu Zhuoyu.

With a thud, the two threw punches into each other's shoulders before quickly falling backwards. Xia Ze was dressed in green clothes, filled with a faint blood aura, and took seven steps back in a row before he stabilized his figure.

After Liu Zhuoyu took five steps back, his teeth were clenched, and he slammed down the river with one foot, and a two-word tong sheep and horse, and finally reluctantly unloaded the punch.

"Your Excellency's fist technique is so mellow, what are the realms of martial arts?" Liu Zhuoyu covered his shoulders with one hand, stretched his fingers with a faint pain with the other, and couldn't help but ask.

Xia Ze shook off the dry and scabbed dust on his shoulders and grinned, "One level higher than your fist."

"It seems that only with fists can we ask why. Fellow Daoist, I'm going to do my best next."

"That's exactly what I mean." Xia Ze nodded.

Xia Ze quickly approached, and once again beat the way with a blow, but on the other hand, Liu Zhuoyu did not choose to hit hard again at this moment, but quietly dissolved Xia Ze's fierce fist strength with a cloud hand posture, grabbed Xia Ze's wrist and then quickly pulled forward, pulling Xia Ze's whole person out of balance.

A blow containing a powerful thunderous fist, silently smashed down from above, as long as a punch hit, Xia Ze's dragon spine would be smashed hard, and Wufu all the way became a luxury.

On the high platform, Wei Yinxi, who was watching the scene, couldn't help but sneer, he was originally a little dissatisfied with the fact that several people took turns to fight, if they attacked in groups, this mud leg would have died in Huangquan a long time ago. Now it seems that there is no need for this, Haoqi Sect Liu Zhuoyu is really amazing.

At the last moment, Lin Luqing couldn't help but make a move, but Xia Ze decisively shook Liu Yuzhuo's arm with a hard rein with a move, and exerted his strength gloomily. As long as Liu Zhuoyu decisively smashed this punch, he could also break his entire wrist in an instant.

"Senior Brother Zhuoyu! Be careful!" Jiang Dianshu was so frightened that his face was pale.

Liu Zhuoyu gritted his teeth, and suddenly became murderous, the thunder in his hand was shining, and he smashed it down, Xia Ze raised the corners of his mouth slightly, quickly approached a step, and then raised his shoulder to point on Liu Zhuoyu's chest, this move was very ruthless, and it actually hit Liu Zhuoyu who lost his balance for a short time, and the whole person fell backwards.

Xia Ze quickly gave up twisting his wrist with the overlord hard reins, and instead smashed Liu Zhuoyu's chest with a single blow.

Liu Zhuoyu was smashed by a punch and flew out, spitting blood. On the other hand, Xia Ze stabbed in front of him, and the aura-filled spring drunken robe was cut by a palm, and the blood overflowed and dyed the green clothes blood-red.

"The Four Realms? You only have four realms, how is this possible?" Liu Zhuoyu's face was shocked.

As soon as these words came out, even Chen Xin'an and Jiang Dianshu behind them were shocked, once upon a time? Took the one who taught him

A Confucian gentleman with his boxing skills, who can force Liu Zhuoyu to this role, not to mention that according to him, Xia Ze is just a martial artist in the state of the lake.

Liu Zhuoyu couldn't help but be a little communicative, and he couldn't care about a surge of qi and blood in his body, he shouted violently, and made a drum clapping posture with both palms, and in an instant, in the center of heaven and earth, there was a burst of thunder and drums.

Xia Ze's mind moved slightly, and with the brilliance in his eyes, he turned sideways slightly, and after a while, a thunderbolt fell from where he had stood before. And not just one, nine times in a row, the Dao Dao thunder fell smoothly, and it was all flashed by Xia Ze in a thrilling way.

Liu Zhuoyu looked at the person opposite, dodged his own killing moves one after another, said that it was not good, his feet shook, and then quickly retreated behind him.

Xia Ze spit out a breath of turbidity, and then quickly replaced it with a breath of pure true qi, like an arrow off the string, catching up with Liu Zhuoyu.

In an instant, he had come to Liu Zhuoyu, his eyes were full of murderous intent, as if he had penetrated everything, Liu Zhuoyu's surroundings were suddenly dark, and he couldn't see anything, he forcibly stabilized his mind and silently gathered his true qi. As a result, the next moment, a starry sky suddenly appeared in front of him, a round of the great sun and a round of Mingxue, and the cycle began over and over again.

Boom a few times, the heavy fist, punch after punch, smashed on Liu Zhuoyu's body, the fist gang was so heavy, like a mountain pressing on the top, at first he could still calculate Xia Ze's punch through the pain in his body, gradually, he couldn't feel anything.

"Jade Tiger Ming, even drums, you still have a magic axe, right?" Xia Ze's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Liu Zhuoyu's face changed suddenly, and when his vision and hearing were restored, in addition to the shouts of Jiang Dianshu and Chen Xin'an, there was also a domineering fist in Xia Ze's hand that seemed to be a priest opening the sky.