The battle between the two came to hundreds of rounds in an instant, which was a collision between two masters, thrilling and exciting. Even if one is not careful, one person will die on the spot.

The powerhouse of the realm of the true self can already mobilize the true qi in the body to release it, and assist the moves to form a powerful lethality, and the place where the two of them fight, there is the sound of qi explosions everywhere.

The strong battle fluctuations even made the onlookers can't help but retreat a few meters back.

When the battle was fierce, I saw Xue Wuxing leaping up in the air with a long knife in his hand and slashing towards Mengyang.

This knife was clearly far away from Meng Yang, but Xiao Chen was surprised to find that a huge transparent long knife seemed to have formed in the void, falling towards the top of Meng Yang's head.

It was an outward manifestation of True Qi, and its lethality was even more terrifying than the blade itself.

But Meng Yang is not an ordinary person, in the face of this unavoidable knife, he clenched his fist and threw a punch into the sky, this punch, where the fist passed, formed a terrible vacuum. It was as if Meng Yang had shattered the air in front of him with a single punch.

Meng Yang said that he was not comparable to Yuanfeng, and in fact, he was never exaggerating!

The fist and the blade quickly came into contact with each other, only a "boom" was heard, Xiao Chen seemed to hear a loud sound like a god beating a war drum, and then, the sword qi formed by the long knife gradually collapsed in the void like a mirror, and Meng Yang was also shocked by a huge force.

A huge shockwave came from the place where the two men collided, and each of them took several steps backwards.

The shock wave continued to spread in all directions, and it was as if a huge storm had blown in this place, and many weaker warriors were directly blown around.

The storm blew across Xiao Chen's cheeks, blowing his long dark hair, and Xiao Chen felt the wind blowing on his face, as if countless knives were caressing his cheeks.

Black Wind bared its teeth, apparently the sudden hurricane had made it uncomfortable.

The soles of his feet kicked suddenly, Xue Wuxing took five steps backwards and froze his body, on the other side, Meng Yang, who also took five steps back, saw this scene, and Meng Yang, who was about to withdraw from the sixth step, gritted his teeth and actually stabilized his body.

Looking at Xue Wuxing, who looked indifferent, Meng Yang habitually touched his brain, and said with a fanatical light in his eyes: "It's enjoyable, it's really enjoyable, Lao Tzu hasn't fought so happily for decades." ”

"What's that, yes, Xiao Chen, don't say it, with such a guard by your side, it's no wonder that your kid can live so long."

Xiao Chen suddenly thought of Han Feng, yes, if Han Feng hadn't protected himself in Kyoto, I'm afraid he wouldn't even be able to come back to Yong'an.

"It's a pity!" Xiao Chen sighed lightly: "If you had known me earlier, there would have been a more powerful guy by my side at that time." ”

Xue Wuxing was already very strong, and when he heard that there were people who were stronger than Xue Wuxing, Meng Yang couldn't help but shrink his neck and said, "That's it, this kid is enough for Lao Tzu to fight." ”

Licking his dry lips, Meng Yang said loudly: "Come again!" ”

Xue Wuxing held a sword in his hand, his face fearless.

Ke Yongchang's brows were almost wrinkled at this time, and he couldn't help but remind: "Mengyang, don't forget what our purpose is. ”

Hearing Ke Yongchang's reminder again, Meng Yang suddenly frowned a little unhappily, but after all, he still didn't have a seizure, just looked at Xue Wuxing and said:

"Originally, I wanted to have a few more moves with you, but now it seems that if I can't tell the winner, someone should be in a hurry."

Xue Wuxing nodded and said, "That's exactly what I mean!" ”

With a solemn look on his face, Meng Yang said in a condensed voice: "Okay, then let's win or lose with one move." ”

Clenched his fists, and saw that a terrifying aura on Meng Yang's body spread in an instant, and Meng Yang at this time was like a huge hot spring, with white mist all over his body. A palpitating breath rippled from him.

At the same time, the bluestone ground under Mengyang's feet, as if it had endured some terrible force, suddenly shattered with a "bang".

In the face of Meng Yang's upcoming blow, Xue Wuxing also did not dare to be careless, the swords in his hands were staggered, lying across his chest, and an aura that was also not weaker than Meng Yang erupted at the same time.

The sword in his hand suddenly formed a staggered phantom in front of Xue Wuxing, and the appearance of that phantom was still condensing.

Xiao Chen was still sitting on the back of the horse with a calm face, he knew that soon, the winner would be decided.

On the side, Ke Yongchang waved his hand lightly, and a disciple of the Yangming Sect immediately walked up to Ke Yongchang quickly.

Ke Yongchang said in a low voice: "This Meng Yang is a martial idiot, let him do whatever he wants, sooner or later it will ruin our affairs, order it to go down, let all the disciples of the Yang Ming Sect obey the order, just wait for me to give an order, and then kill Xiao Chen." ”

The Yangming Sect disciple glanced at Meng Yang with trepidation and said, "But Meng Yang said that if we interfere, he ......"

"Bastard!" Ke Yongchang said angrily: "You are a disciple of my Yangming Sect, do you still want to see his Mengyang's eyes?" ”

The Yangming Sect disciple lowered his head suddenly: "Disciple doesn't dare!" ”

Ke Yongchang squinted his eyes and looked at the two people in the center of the battlefield: "At this time, they are all in a time when they have no intention of caring about him, let's do it at this time, what can he do to me?" ”

"Besides, if there is really a fight, why am I, Ke Yongchang, afraid of him Mengyang?"

The disciple lowered his head and glanced at Ke Yongchang, who was covered in scars, with a look of disbelief on his face, but he didn't dare to show it after all.

"Disciple obeys!" Bowing his head again, the disciple bowed and left.

Ke Yongchang didn't notice all this, just stared at Xiao Chen coldly and said, "Xiao Chen, soon, you will grovel in front of me." ”

……

At the same time, on the three streets outside the battlefield, Zhang Gu and Jiawei were standing on both sides of the street. At the same time, his eyes looked at an old man in a white robe who was lying on the ground drinking a little wine in the middle of the middle.

The old man has a white head and white beard, but his nose is red, and he looks like a hungry ghost in wine. If you are lying on the ground, but in this shape, you have a bit of the appearance of a fairy wind bone.

The armor guard was wrapped in a black robe, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, but Zhang Gu on the other side was different, and at this time, he opened his mouth wide, as if he had seen something incredible.

You must know that they are two monks with three flowers, and their battle is no longer something ordinary people can interfere with, but the old man in front of him separated the two of them in two places with just a soft drink.

If you can do this, your strength will probably come out. I'm afraid that except for the legendary grandmaster, there is no one who can do it at all.

Taking a step forward, Zhang Gu took the lead in arching his hand and said, "In Xia Zhang Gu, I have seen my predecessors!" ”

When the white-haired and white-bearded old man heard someone talking to him, he suddenly reacted and pointed at himself, "Senior? Are you talking about me? ”