Xiao Ye, who was majestic and awe-inspiring, not only ended up participating in the battle between Yin Yan and Han Xiankong, but also attacked Yin and Han at the same time, which surprised everyone by attacking one against two.

Rumble!

The fierce fist smashed the fierce broken knife that swung over, and also swung away Han Xiankong's Ming Yao Spirit Sword.

Without waiting for Yin and Han to counterattack, Xiao Ye continued to punch and pressed the two of them, very strong.

Yin Yan changed color, I didn't expect this guy to be so strong and domineering.

He snorted coldly, and the broken knife slashed out diagonally, cutting out seven cold blades, each of which was cold and treacherous, as if it came from the Nine Shadows and Netherworlds, with a shadow of the Yin Wind.

On the other side, in the face of Xiao Ye's fierce and unrivaled fist, Han Xiankong's expression also became solemn, and he didn't dare to be careless, and the spirit sword "Chengguang" once again swung out the light rain sword curtain to meet the surging attack.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble......

The fist gang, the broken knife, and the spirit sword constantly collided, and a huge sound broke out, shaking through the sky, and the terrifying Gangmang sword qi directly collapsed and lifted the ground, and the entire street suddenly flew sand and gravel, and the rocks pierced the air, such as a catastrophe.

Countless Gangmang turbulence swept the world in all directions, and the onlookers hurriedly retreated away from it, so as not to suffer from the pond fish.

Only a few people, such as Zhao Tieyi, the eight-star sword-wielding man, Huang Fuzhao, the prince of the southern king of Dawei Town, and the seventh prince of the Cui family, stayed in place, fearless of the turbulence.

"Huh!"

There was a turbulent current mixed with fists and swords, and it shook in the direction where Li Xiangyi and the others were.

Guo Hengbei and Wei Lun changed color at the same time, wanting to retreat.

But when I saw Li Xiangyi shake the fan, the turbulent fist gang turbulence collapsed in an instant, turned into wisps of breeze, and blew by.

Guo and Wei couldn't help but glance at each other, and they could see the surprise in each other's eyes.

They knew that this Brother Li, who dominated the Heaven and Earth and came from the Upper Court of Hanshan, was definitely not as weak as he seemed on the surface, just for one realm.

But I never thought that its realm would be so high.

Speaking of which, this is the first time they have seen Li Xiangyun really make a move.

In Xiufeng Ridge before, when facing people and demons, this Brother Li only moved his mouth and taught Xiao Qianjun to pluck the strings, so that the demon soul of the five realms was scattered.

When he first entered the town, the winged demon rabbit was so angry that he suddenly turned into an attack, he released the protective divine light, and cast a great forbidden spell to silence the demon rabbit, but it was just a random thing, and it was not a move.

And this time, by gently shaking the folding fan, you can make the turbulence generated by the fierce battle between Xiao Ye, Yin Yan, and Han Xiankong turn into a breeze, and you can see that its realm is no less than three fierce battles.

This made Guo and Wei couldn't help but feel amazed.

Guo Nanjun on the side, but there was no surprise at all, and when the turbulence came, he was also very calm, and seemed to be sure that Li Xiangyi would be able to resolve it easily.

Guo Hengbei and Wei Lun noticed Guo Nanjun's calmness, and they were a little curious, when did she find out that Brother Li was so extraordinary?

Sure enough, the girl's family should be more careful?

They looked at Li Xiangyun, but saw that Li Xiangyun had already put away the folding fan, stuck it diagonally on the collar behind his back, and folded his sleeves with both hands, looking like he was watching a good show.

This idle market scoundrel, where is there still a little Confucian demeanor.

Xiao Qianjun, who was standing on his shoulder, had been standing on tiptoe, staring wide-eyed, looking at the battle in the field, his face was flushed with excitement, and he was about to show his original form.

This pair of brothers and sisters......

Well, Guo Hengbei and Wei Lun didn't think much about it anymore and watched the battle seriously.

Fierce battles are raging.

Yin Yan's broken knife is fierce, the tricks are treacherous, accompanied by the shadow and yin wind, every knife is terrifying.

And Han Xiankong is like a rainbow with sword energy, sometimes turning into a sword curtain light rain, sometimes turning into a bright sword shadow, piercing through the void and living up to the style of sword cultivation.

As a continent Tianjiao, both of them are unwilling to fall into a two-on-one reputation, and while resisting Xiao Ye's fierce fists, they also swing their swords at each other, forming a three-way brawl for a while.

But the most eye-catching thing is Xiao Ye, who keeps punching.

Under his ferocious and powerful fists, it was difficult for Yin Yan and Han Xiankong to be distracted and fight, so they had to deal with it with all their might.

The onlookers also paid more attention to this extremely powerful young martial artist.

"What kind of fist is this Xiao Ye doing? How do you feel that every move is very simple, but it contains infinite power and is difficult to resist? ”

Obviously, some people have read the issue of "The Chronicle of the Hidden Dragon in Beizhou" ten days ago and recognized Xiao Ye.

"His boxing moves are indeed very simple, and there is also an inexplicable sense of familiarity, but who knows which immortal boxing method it is?"

"Immortal fist method? How do I feel that this pace and boxing is more like coming from the world? ”

"It is indeed from the secular rivers and lakes, and it is also the most simple and vulgar hundred elder fists in the secular rivers and lakes!"

"Hundred Elder Fists? How is this possible?!! ”

As soon as the four words of Baichang's fist came out, it immediately attracted an exclamation.

It's just because these 100 patriarchs are not the 100 schools of the three religions and the 100 schools of the sons, but the boxing method of a rotten street in the secular rivers and lakes.

It is said that this hundred patriarchal boxing, is the secular rivers and lakes of Beizhi Gezhou, an old boxer who has never been able to break through the realm, in the twilight of his life, in order to fulfill his wishes, set more than 100 sets of secular boxing methods, integrate their strengths, and create a case.

But it is also said that this old boxer, who pioneered the Hundred Patriarchal Boxing, did not break through the realm in the end.

And within a month after the completion of the Hundred Elder Fists, he lost to three unentered martial artists three times in a row, causing his martial arts to collapse and end up depressed.

His descendants were extremely displeased with this boxing technique, which carried the great hopes of his ancestors and eventually caused his destruction, and abandoned it as if he were a shoe, and sold it to a passing merchant at a price of one penny.

However, after three turns and five turns, this set of hundred long fists somehow slowly spread.

At first, it was only popular in the small country where the old boxer lived, and then it quickly spread to neighboring countries.

Up to now, it has become the most widely spread boxing fight in the entire Beizhi Gezhou, almost every childish wild man, the market green skin, whether they have learned boxing or not, can play a few styles.

But in terms of its power, it really can't be put on the table, and it is said that it is the strength of a hundred schools, but in fact, it is just a forcible stitching.

It is okay for secular martial artists to give their disciples a primer to learn boxing, but if they enter the martial arts to participate in hard training and use it against the enemy, it is unwise.

Therefore, the cultivators present felt familiar with it when they saw it, but they couldn't remember it for a while.

Everyone who knew about the Hundred Patriarch Fist did not expect that this majestic and awe-inspiring Xiao Ye would use the Hundred Patriarch Fist to deal with the two great ancestors of Yin Yan and Han Xiankong.

Is this looking down on them?

Or are you too confident in yourself?

However, looking at his punches, although the boxing is ordinary and ordinary, the fist momentum is like a furious wave, one is better than the other, and there is a tendency to overwhelm the mountains and seas, and the two great sects of Han Xiankong and Yin Yan have to use the secret method, and the sword qi must not stop.

Turn decay into magic, and the technique is close to the Tao.

It's really a martial arts god and a man!

"Boom-"

After a violent collision, the fierce battle trio suddenly separated.

Huge pits, rocks, broken branches, sword marks, swords, fist marks...... All kinds of traces are scattered in a disorderly manner, and the street entrance is already a mess, but only the houses protected by mysterious powers are still well preserved.

Yin Yan, who was dressed in blue, landed on the back of the mounted cloud-stepping golden pupil lion, his hair flew wildly, and his eyes stared at Xiao Ye coldly.

He held the long-handled knife diagonally in his right hand, and pressed his left hand on top of the short-handled knife.

The double knife is out, the song is up, and the soul flies.

This time, he will use his unique secret technique to kill the young martial artist on the ground.

The radiant Han Xiankong hovered above the eaves of West Street, his expression became calm and solemn, the "Chengguang" spirit sword in his hand roared without flicking, and wisps of sword qi emanated, surrounding his body, condensing into a sword momentum of light and darkness.

Next, he will no longer be kept.

I want a sword to revitalize the prestige of the Sword Sect of Ming Mountain.

Xiao Ye stood on the long street, with one hand behind his back, his posture was casual, but he had a brilliant and invincible momentum.

He looked at the two descendants of the Broken Sword Sect and the Mingshan Sword Sect, and smiled indifferently: "After the activity is over, use your greatest ability, otherwise you won't be able to catch the next punch." ”

"Humph!" Yin Yan snorted coldly.

The short knife was unsheathed, the double knives were in the air, the aura of the whole body changed, the blue clothes became dark black, the pupils of the eyes also turned gray, and even the cloud-stepping golden pupil lion under his feet seemed to turn into a yin demon lion.

"[Netherworld Slash], he is going to use the unique Yin Knife Great Divine Power [Netherworld Slash] of the Broken Sword Sect, enter the Netherworld, and slash the sky!"

There were people from the Eastern Realm who were familiar with the Broken Sword Sect and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise when they saw this scene.

Xiao Ye saw Yin Yan's starting move, but nodded, as if he was very satisfied that the other party was finally going to use the invincible magic power of the town faction.

He turned to Han Xiankong, who was hanging in the air, and asked, "What about you, can you let me see the 'Chengtian Pure Land, Mingxin One Sword' of the Mingshan Sword Sect that is proud of the North Zhige Continent?" ”

Han Xiankong's purple shirt flew up, stood in the wind, and said in a deep voice: "As you wish!" ”

Immediately, the breath also changed, and the sword momentum that was originally bright and dark suddenly converged, and returned to the sword, and in an instant, there seemed to be only this sword in heaven and earth.

The young martial artist on the long street still had a very casual posture, and he didn't even withdraw his left hand behind his back, but he looked at the two people above for a long time.

Wait for them to strike first.

"Look for death!" Yin Yan felt the contempt of the other party and roared lowly.

Han Xiankong also frowned, displeasing in his heart.

In the teahouse on the street, in the private room where the prince of Nanwang of Dawei Town was located, the gray-robed old man said: "As soon as the [Netherworld Slash] and [Mingxin One Sword] come out, no matter who wins or loses today, this battle will come to an end." ”

On the roof in the distance.

Li Xiangyun suddenly raised his eyebrows and said, "I can't fight." ”

"Why?"

"It's a different day."

As soon as Li Xiangyi finished answering Guo Nanjun, as if to verify his words, the sky suddenly shook, and the whole town suddenly spun around.

Everyone looked at the sky, only to see that a huge crack appeared in the originally blue and clear sky.

The crack was terrifying and deep, as if the world had cracked, and it was like a heavenly beast awakening.