"What do you want to do!"

Fan Yuqi looked at Fan Zhen, who was about to explode under Yang Yi's provocation, stood in Yang Yi's ear, and said softly.

"I want to beat up someone's ......"

Yang Yi replied in Fan Yuqi's ear.

"This Fanzhen is the only grandson of Fanzhen, and that Fanzhen is also an elder in the sect, and he loves his only grandson very much, and this Fanzhen's cultivation is not weak, and he is already in the six-element refining qi realm! Can you beat it? If you can beat him, you can beat him up, but you can't beat him to death! ”

Fan Yuqi reminded softly.

"Got it! Got it! ”

Yang Yi patted Fan Yuqi's hand to reassure Fan Yuqi, and raised his eyebrows at Fan Zhen,

"Shameless!"

Fan Yuqi found that inside and outside the field, they were looking at a few of them, and Yang Yi's action was not interesting. But in the eyes of people, it has changed its taste, especially Fanzhen, at this time, I only feel that an evil fire is suffocating in my heart, rushing straight to my brain, and the extra bit of sobriety is gradually covered in blood.

"Panshan Fist!"

Fanzhen was furious, shouted lowly, punched out like a mountain, and pressed down!

"Will it be fought! Let your uncle teach you well! ”

"Panshan Fist!"

Yang Yi was also like Fanzhen, with a low shout, looking at Fanzhen's fist approaching, he started to start, but the last one came first, and he punched straight at Fanzhen!

Fanzhen vomited blood in her heart, the young man in front of her was obviously backward, but he forced himself to change his momentum and return to defense!

The two of them fist to fist, although Yang Yi is only in the Four-Yuan Qi Refining Realm, but it can be seen that everyone can see that Yang Yi has already gained the upper hand, although Fanzhen is still struggling to support the cultivation of the Six-Yuan Qi Refining Realm, but if it goes on like this, it will only be a matter of time before he loses!

"I'm afraid that this kid's cultivation is much deeper than mine, and if he continues to continue, I'm afraid he will really capsize!"

As she struggled with Yang Yi for a longer time, Fan Zhen became more and more frightened in her heart, Panshan Boxing, one punch is better than one punch, and now Yang Yi's fist is faintly difficult to parry!

"Humph! Boy, that is, Panshan boxing is just practiced well! ”

After another hard bump with Yang Yi, they each stepped back, and Fanzhen looked at Yang Yi, and her face became more and more hideous.

"Fanzhen, the Six-Element Qi Refining Realm can't beat the Four-Element Qi Refining Realm, you're embarrassed!"

Fan Yuqi listened to Fan Zhen's words, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

"Humph! Let's take a look! ”

Fan Zhen said in her mouth, and the true yuan of the Six Yuan Qi Refining Realm was all erected, and she shouted in a low voice: "Tear the cloud hand!" ”

With Fanzhen's voice, turning his fist into a claw, the true yuan of the six-element refining qi realm was mighty, the true yuan in the field was vertical and horizontal, and the clouds were surging, forcing the surroundings to retreat unconsciously!

"Fanzhen actually cultivated into a cloud-tearing hand!"

Fan Yuqi looked at Fan Zhen, and was also surprised, this cloud-tearing hand is a very advanced practice in Zhiyuan Valley, and its difficulty in cultivation is also well known, and there will be no more than one hand of cultivation among the younger generation! Look at Fanzhen, although she is not very skilled now, she has obviously obtained her shape!

"Cloud tearing hands? This junior of the Fanjia family is good! Who is this junior's nephew? Zhong Lao'er, your disciple is not comfortable! ”

No one could see it from the field, and at the top of the Hidden Dragon Peak, in a luxurious golden hall, dozens of people were looking at Yang Yi and the others with interest through a huge cloud mirror. Just looking at the cloud hand here, the old man surnamed Gou had a smile on his face and laughed loudly.

"Don't hide it from Brother Gou, this is my grandson!"

A blue-haired elder in the hall stood up and said, looking proud.

"Oh, huh? What's your name, I think. The old man surnamed Gou looked at the blue-haired elder, and his words made the blue-haired elder's face turn blue. Oh! Come to think of it! Xiao Zeng! Eh, I said you're not too young, but it's so well maintained, and you almost can't remember how old you are! You're all this age, and you have a grandson of this age! I'm going to kill you! ……”

The old man in Tsing Yi was Fan Zhen's grandfather Fan Zeng, at this time, the old man surnamed Gou was talking on the side, up and down the hall, he couldn't hold back his smile for a while, but he was in the way of the scene, and he didn't speak, but Fan Zeng's face was even more ugly, and he wanted to have a seizure, so he looked back at Fan Yong's face, and then sat down with an angry face.

"It's a reality!"

Looking at a pair of cloud hands torn up, Yang Yi was disdainful in his mouth, but he didn't dare to be careless in his heart!

"Nine potentials in the mountains! Zhenshan style! ”

Yang Yi shouted in his heart, his fist was like a mountain, and he was in a trance with a sacred mountain, and he was pressed down!

"Old man Zhong! You're a good disciple! At this age, he has actually practiced this mountain boxing to this point! How old did you get to this point? ”

In the main hall at the top of the Hidden Dragon Peak, the old man surnamed Gou looked at Yang Yi's Panshan fist and couldn't help but exclaim,

"Lao Gou, you are so old, you are shocked, when Old Man Zhong practiced this mountain boxing, you were still young!"

Chu Zai smiled, and the old man surnamed Gou was speechless when he said one sentence!

"Broken!"

With Fanzhen's roar, the surging cloud suddenly condensed, a pair of cloud hands poked out of it, and the cloud hands tore and broke it, as if tearing a sacred mountain, Yang Yi's eyes flashed, and the cloud hand had already torn the words of Panshan Jiushi Town, and the momentum was unabated, tearing towards Yang Yi!

Seeing such a scene, the deacons and disciples in the audience couldn't help but grow their mouths, and watched in horror as a pair of cloud hands tore towards Yang Yi, as if the next moment, Yang Yi would be torn apart!

"Be careful!"

Fan Yuqi looked at a pair of cloud hands tearing up, and couldn't help but exclaim, and couldn't help but make a move.

"Nine potentials of the mountain, the best mountain style!"

When Fan Yuqi was about to make a move, he watched Yun tear his hand up, Yang Yi did not retreat, and suddenly shouted.

Panshan Nine Potentials, it is Yang Yi from Qingyang Mountain combined with Panshan Boxing mystery and Hanlin martial arts and created, the original five-way Panshan Boxing into Panshan Nine Style, and now this Panshan Boxing, a total of Panshan, Linshan, mountaineering, wrong mountain, trap mountain, covering mountain, Zhenshan, Jueshan, Pingshan nine potential, at this time the absolute mountain style out, really nine days and the world!

In the main hall, the old man surnamed Gou saw Yang Yi's trick at this time, Teng stood up, and said with a look of surprise: "That's not right!" Old man Zhong, this is not Panshan Boxing! What have you done all these years?! ”

"This is his own cultivation, but it has nothing to do with me!"

Zhong He looked proud.

"At such an age, he actually created such an exercise based on Panshan Boxing!"

Above the main hall, Fan Yong looked at the cloud mirror and was also surprised.

I saw Yang Yi's fists like Yue, breaking through the nine skies in a trance, the cloud hand dispersed, and his fists were already hammered on Fanzhen's body!

"Zhen'er!"

But a horse-faced man standing behind Fan Zeng looked at Fan Zhen and couldn't help but exclaim, it was Fan Zhen's father, Fan Yun.

"Patriarch! ……”

Fan Zeng stood up, looked at Fan Yong, and said urgently, looking at Fan Yong's face, he stopped talking.

"Juniors are just joking, don't worry!"

Fan Yong waved his hand and regained his calm face.

Fan Zeng listened to Fan Yong's words, and his heart became more anxious, and he turned his head and looked at the cloud mirror eagerly.

"Poof!"

Fanzhen's face turned white, and a mouthful of hot blood spurted out, smashing on the unconscious Zhou Tian!

"Whew!"

Zhou Tian was in pain and roared, but he woke up at this time! Fan Yuqi watched Yang Yi break the cloud hand, and then took a step back with confidence. Stand aside.

"Horse, how arrogant are you?!"

With disdain on Yang Yi's face, that obscene expression, Fanzhen struggled to get up, and with another force, he attracted qi and blood, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"Horses, there's a lot of blood!"

Yang Yi pouted and smiled, but that smile, in Fanzhen's eyes, was like a jackal like a wolf at this time!

"What are you going to do!"

Fanzhen watched Yang Yi come step by step, that step by step, as if stepping on Fanzhen's heart, couldn't help but feel nervous in her heart, and said in a trembling voice.

"Didn't you say you would pay it back! I'll give it back to you now! I'll give you some interest! ”

"What are you going to do! My father and grandfather were both elders, and my eldest brother ...... Don't you dare! ……”

Yang Yi approached Fan Zhen step by step, and Fan Zhen saw that the young man's face was constantly enlarged in his eyes. trembling and angry, in the Zhiyuan Valley, Fanzhen didn't believe that Yang Yi really dared to kill herself! He looked up at Yang Yi with a grim face.

"How dare I! If you have a bad horse, you can still beat you! ”

Yang Yi said as he spoke, a strong fist had already covered Fanzhen's left eye socket!

"You dare to hit me?!"

Fan Zhen only felt a sharp pain in her heart, and what hurt even more was the humiliation in her heart! At this time, Fanzhen's mind was already filled. looked at Yang Yi in disbelief! In Zhiyuan Valley, when did he suffer such humiliation! Everything was like a nightmare!

"I dare to hit you?! Ya Ting! Look at your left green dragon and white tiger, the old pig is in the middle, the yard is a bastard, and you are the one who beats you! ”

Yang Yi's mouth was broken and babbling, and his left punch hit Fanzhen's right eye, and in the sound of Fanzhen's ghost crying in pain, the right punch hit Fanzhen's nose!

Like bursting a vinegar jar, the red and white splashed Fanzhen's face for a while, Yang Yi's subordinates kept punching, punching one punch after another, venting all the unhappiness of these days on Fanzhen's face, and beating Fanzhen into a pig's head!

Zhou Tian, who had just woken up beside Fanzhen, listened to the ghost crying wolf howl, looked at everything in front of him in disbelief, tilted his head, and then passed out.

"Zhen'er!"

"Patriarch!"

In the main hall, Fanzeng's father and son looked at the cloud mirror, with a look of anger and pity.