In his sight, a huge stone beside him two steps gave him an idea, this stone weighed six or seven hundred catties at least, and it was covered with thick snow.

At this critical moment, he did not hesitate any longer, shouted, the momentum of the whole person was shocked, and with lightning speed, both sides of the boulder were quickly grabbed with both hands, and then hugged violently, and instantly lifted the six or seven hundred catties of stones.

Rumble!

He threw the boulder out of his hand as the beam-like arrow reached him.

The beam-like arrow slammed into the boulder he threw out, and suddenly there was a concussion, like a gunpowder exploding the rock, and the earth seemed to tremble.

The snow on the trees was pouring down, and the exploding fragmented stones were splattering in all directions, and Ouyang Yan and Pang Fei both had to dodge these scattered stones as quickly as possible.

Pang Fei's face surged with astonishment and disbelief, a waste in his eyes, the means that he had just shown was more powerful than a few bulls, as if it was unreal.

It was a stone with a total of six or seven hundred catties, and ordinary people could even reach the fifth level of martial arts. "It may not be possible to lift the boulder and throw it again like Ouyang Yan just did.

Could it be that his cultivation has reached the Martial Dao Sixfold "Martial Sect Realm". "Have the power of six bulls?

Pang Fei thought in his heart, and immediately shook his head unconsciously, how could he, a person who didn't have any cultivation resources and ate garbage every day, cultivate to this extent?

Pang Fei felt that it was impossible, and his heart was both angry and surging with jealousy, yes, jealousy.

His jealousy is like seeing a beggar who one day transforms into a local tyrant with a lot of money.

This kind of jealousy made him feel very uncomfortable, and he couldn't wait to kill Ouyang Yan immediately to relieve his hatred.

He was a little distracted at this point, and when the rocks were calm in the air, he instantly drew his bow again, and at this moment he mounted two arrows.

But.

A wolf-like figure was already swift and swift, like a wolf pounced, and arrived in front of his eyes.

Ouyang Yan, who was dressed in wolf skin, would never give him a chance to shoot arrows at this time.

As soon as the arrow came out, it was so terrifying that if you were not careful, you would be killed by his arrow.

He had already dodged and quickly approached Pang Fei when the rocks were splashing just now.

Seeing Pang Fei's evasive eyes and the light of jealousy that surged out of his dodging eyes, he figured out that he was distracted.

"Your arrows won't have a second chance. Ouyang Yan's voice was like thunder, and with a loud shout, his big spine instantly arched, like a giant bow that had been pulled apart.

Peng Peng!

There were seven explosions in a row, one beating the other, vigorous and powerful, like seven muffled thunders rolling in the sky resounding in Pang Fei's ears.

In his incredible eyes, he saw Ouyang Yan's solemn and angry at this time, like an angry Buddha throwing a lotus flower in his hand.

At this moment, a trace of fear flashed in Pang Fei's face.

Because on Ouyang Yan's face, he saw a wildness, the momentum of charging without fear of death and without hesitation, which shocked him.

He Pang Fei is the son of the Taishi Mansion, like a lotus flower cultivated in a greenhouse, he has not experienced any wind and rain, but Ouyang Yan has a desperate fight with the Heavenly Wolf.

The seven fists of the Buddha's Nutuo fist came out together, and at this time he had reached the "martial arts realm." "Strength reaches" the power of six bulls. Ouyang Yan instantly felt that the fierceness and explosiveness of this punch had increased by more than one grade.

Just as he was about to put on the bow and arrows, both arrows were wound, but at this moment, Ouyang Yan knocked out the silk bow in his hand with a punch.

An adult's arms stretched out a silk bow as large as that, threw it in the air, and finally threw it dozens of steps away and landed in the snow.

Ouyang Yan was like an angry Buddha, with his teeth split, his anger was vigorous, and his fists were surging like thunder and smashed towards Pang Fei.

At this moment, Pang Fei's expression was even more shocked, a sinister waste in his heart, a weak image, actually burst out with such a majestic power at this time.

This kind of contrast in his heart is like a world of difference.

He threw a punch in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, it collided with Ouyang Yan's fist, "Peng." The two of them collided with each other's fists, and each felt a wave of pain.

But Ouyang Yan's Buddha Nu Tuo fist is a seven-ring chain, one punch goes out, and the other six punches are hit out by inertia.

For a moment, I saw a lightning-fast fist shadow shaking in front of Pang Fei's eyes, and the surging explosion sound pierced under him, like a muffled thunder rolling one after another.

The seven fists of the Buddha's Nutuo Fist, one punch is more fierce and domineering than the other, with the power of Ouyang Yan's six bulls, it is like a barbaric old cow rushing one after another.

Splatter!

Pang Fei was overwhelmed, and while he was stunned in his heart, he was hit in the chest by a punch without paying attention, and the whole person staggered, and his footsteps took more than a dozen steps backwards before stopping.

The position hit by Ouyang Yan seemed to be hit by a big hammer, and at this time it was still hot and painful, a little chest tightness and shortness of breath, and coughing.

"What kind of adventure did this evil seed get? How could a waste who didn't have any cultivation opportunities in Ouyang Mansion have such great power. Pang Fei's heart turned upside down, and he was extremely angry, especially the flame of jealousy wanted to burn him.

He thought about how he had been pampered in the Taishi Mansion over the years, had been given rich cultivation resources, and had eaten delicacies from the mountains and seas with extremely rich nutritional value.

Scratching is so, his cultivation is now twenty-two years old, and he is still in the "Wuzun Realm." Although he is two realms higher than Ouyang Yan, his strength is the same as Ouyang Yan, only in the "power of six bulls." ”

Of course, all this is due to the current peaceful and prosperous era, as the son of the Taishi Mansion, he doesn't put much thought on cultivation every day, eating, drinking and having fun, how to please Ouyang Yu is where his mind lies.

If he hadn't met Ouyang Yan today, as soon as the two fought, he would have reached the "Martial Venerable Realm" for himself. "I have the power of six bulls and am complacent, thinking that I am a genius.

But now that he is fighting with Ouyang Yan, Ouyang Yan's strength is not weaker than him, but stronger and more stable, and he is a little panicked in his heart.

You must know that the martial arts are tenfold, the first apprentice consummation is the power of one ox, the samurai is the power of the second ox, the triple martial artist is the power of the three ox, and so on, ordinary cultivators are like this.

And if Pang Fei reaches the fifth level of the martial arts, the Martial Venerable Realm has the power of six bulls, which is already one more bull than ordinary cultivators.

"How did you do that, you shit, you ...... waste" Pang Fei roared madly, his eyes bloodshot and the flames of jealousy burning him.

Ouyang Yan smiled coldly, he had already taken this opportunity to take Pang Fei's "Silk Bow." He picked it up and held it in his hand.

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