"Senior brother, are you sure?"

"Don't worry, I won't lose. ”

"Okay, then be careful. ”

"Well, I know. ”

......

In the face of Liang Zijian's clamour, Qiao Xiu and Yang Ye didn't pay too much attention to it.

They exchanged a few words, and Yang Ye walked into the ring unhurriedly.

"It's hard to grind, if you're afraid of losing, don't come up and admit defeat. ”

Seeing Yang Ye coming up, Liang Zijian on the other side was obviously a little dissatisfied with being ignored, and continued to taunt.

"If there is a father, there must be a son, and you are as arrogant and unreasonable as your father. ”

Liang Zijian repeatedly ridiculed, but of course Yang Ye would not be polite to him, and opened his mouth to reply to the past.

"You...... Damn, dare to say my father, give me death!"

Stomp, stomp!

As mentioned earlier, Liang Zijian has always regarded his father Liang Hao as an idol, and he can't allow anyone to say anything bad about him, so after listening to Yang Ye's words, Liang Zijian was immediately furious.

As soon as he used his feet, he rushed towards Yang Ye.

Call!

The distance of a few meters was crossed in an instant, and Liang Zijian came to Yang Ye and raised his foot, and a powerful whip leg swept towards Yang Ye's waist.

Liang Zijian's legs and feet were not only slender, but also extremely strong, and the whip legs were like a steel whip, tearing through the air and making bursts of whistling sounds.

Leg work?

Facing Liang Zijian, who was attacking, Yang Ye quickly made a judgment in his heart.

As the thought flashed, he immediately sank his waist and raised his hand to block the ferocious leg sweep.

Bang!

Stomp, stomp!

However, Yang Ye seemed to have underestimated the power of Liang Zijian's kick, although he raised his hand to block it, his whole body was pressed to the side and moved a few steps sideways.

"I'll fight!"

Bang bang bang!

Liang Zijian, who had an effective blow, did not stop, he caught up with one step, both feet came out, and he kicked Yang Ye fiercely.

It can be seen that his legs are extremely skillful, and with a sense of madness.

Liang Zijian's martial arts is called the Eighteen-Way Crazy Demon Leg, which is a leg method that is like a mad demon when it is displayed, and the attack is like a raging storm.

I saw that Liang Zijian's legs kicked out from all angles brought up the shadow of the legs in the sky, and for a while, Yang Ye could only parry with all his strength, and kept retreating.

Bang!

As Liang Zijian's feet became faster and faster, Yang Ye finally missed a shot and flew out upside down by a kick, and finally hit the fence of the ring.

"Waste, that's all you can do?"

After kicking Yang Ye, Liang Zijian finally stopped.

He looked at Yang Ye who fell to the ground, like a victor, and scorned Dao arrogantly.

Whew!

However, from the way he panted slightly, it was not difficult to see that such a violent output just now was also a big burden for him.

"Ahem, you think you've won? ”

On the other side, Yang Ye coughed lightly, and while getting up from the ground, he looked at Liang Zijian and said with a smile.

Looking at the way he looked, he didn't hurt much.

"Hmph, dead duck has a hard mouth, I'll kick all your bones off one by one. ”

Liang Zijian naturally didn't believe that Yang Ye would have nothing to do under the heavy blow he had just made, and only thought that the other party was holding on.

However, Yang Ye's performance still made him very unhappy.

Click!

"Yes, I happen to be too, come on!"

On the other side, Yang Ye twisted his neck, and then put on a posture, beckoning at Liang Zijian to provoke.

"Look for death!"

Stomp, stomp!

In the face of Yang Ye's provocation, Liang Zijian naturally couldn't bear it, and he took the initiative to rush towards him again.

Call!

When he rushed to the ground, Liang Zijian turned around and kicked Yang Ye's chest with a flying leg.

"Ruijin Fist!"

In the face of Liang Zijian's attack, Yang Ye did not dodge or dodge this time, and raised his hand to meet it with a punch.

This punch condensed Yang Ye's internal force, with the unique sharpness of the spear and sword, giving people a feeling of invincibility.

Ruijin Fist is a inheritance boxing method of the Eight Desolation Sect, and it is also one of Yang Ye's most proficient boxing techniques.

Bang!

Tear and pull!

This time, Yang Ye had the upper hand, his fist collided with Liang Zijian's footboard, and the sharp aura wrapped up, tearing Liang Zijian's shoes and trouser legs apart.

"You...... Bastard, give me death!

Liang Zijian, who took two steps back and stood still, looked at his bare feet, as well as the fragments of shoes and trouser legs scattered all over the ground, and jumped up angrily.

I saw that his breath was surging, his eyes instantly turned red, and then the whole person rose into the air, his body spun rapidly, and he crushed towards Yang Ye like a big windmill wheel.

In the process of spinning, his legs were like serrations on the gears, trying to cut Yang Ye's whole person into pieces.

"Ruijin, Thorn Spear Forest!"

In the face of Liang Zijian's violent crit, Yang Ye did not choose to dodge or defend, he also punched out his fists, like two short guns, stabbing out a forest of guns.

Bang bang bang!

Liang Zijian's gear-like legs and Yang Ye's gun-like fists collided countless times in mid-air.

"Give me death!"

As soon as Liang Zijian, who was in a mad demon state, landed, he jumped up again, and between the ups and downs, he attacked Yang Ye from all sides.

"You don't have the skills!"

Yang Ye stood in place with his feet as if rooted, and kept throwing his fists to block all of Liang Zijian's attacks.

Rumble!

However, in just a dozen breaths, the two fought hard hundreds of times, and in the end, the two of them each struck with all their strength, producing a huge shock force, and they separated from each other, each taking a few steps back.

"Good, good, bastard, you've completely pissed me off, I'm going to let you die without a place to bury!"

Although Liang Zijian, who stood back, was not injured, he looked at his bare feet and his pants that had turned into middle pants and dragged rags, as if he had suffered a great loss and suffered a great humiliation, and looked at Yang Ye with eyes that wanted to eat people.

"Ahem, I said, you don't have the ability to do this!"

Yang Ye coughed, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, obviously suffering internal injuries from the fierce collision just now.

This is actually not surprising, because in terms of cultivation, Yang Ye himself is slightly inferior to Liang Zijian.

is also the peak of the transcendent first order, if Liang Zijian is only half a step away from being promoted to the transcendent second order, then Yang Ye may still be one step away.

The gap of half a step seems to be not big, but when it collides, it will inevitably fall behind.

This is still because Yang Ye has laid a very solid foundation under Yang Zhen's strict teaching since he was a child, and the opposite Liang Zijian's cultivation is a bit vain, so the gap between the two has not been quickly opened.

But after repeated fights and hard encounters, Yang Ye inevitably suffered a little injury after all.

Despite being at a disadvantage, Yang Ye didn't think he would definitely lose.

Even, there is only one belief in his heart, that is, he must win this battle.

He wants to rescue the three junior brothers and sisters, and at the same time, he doesn't want Liang Hao, a traitor with bad intentions, to succeed and get the inheritance of the Eight Desolation Gates, even if it is just the rubbings of those boxing books.

So no matter what, even if he works hard, he has to win against Liang Zijian.

He believed that as long as he won, Qiao Xiu would definitely not lose to Liang Hao, that traitor.

"I don't have the skills? haha...... I don't have the skills? haha......"

After listening to Yang Ye's words, Liang Zijian laughed wildly on the spot.

"I thought it wouldn't take too much effort to deal with your waste, but I didn't expect you to have two more strokes, since that's the case, let's see if you have this ability!"

After laughing, Liang Zijian calmed down, and his red eyes returned to their original state.

"Drink!

Immediately afterwards, without waiting for Yang Ye to react and speak, Liang Zijian shouted and raised his fists in front of him.

Then a glimmer of light could be seen on his hands, and some rune-like patterns appeared on them.

Looking closely, it is not difficult to see that these rune patterns form a strange formation.

Soon, this rune formation that had just appeared began to disappear little by little.

"Hah!"

After a few breaths, the rune formation in Liang Zijian's hand completely disappeared, he shouted, and a powerful aura gushed out from his hands, quickly enveloping his whole person in it.

When Liang Zijian was wrapped in this breath, the free energy from the outside world began to converge towards him.

The free energy and that breath continued to merge into Liang Zijian's body, making his aura stronger and stronger.

"Damn, how could this be, he actually broke through!"

Yang Ye, who was not far away, was a little stunned by Liang Zijian's series of actions, and when he reacted, Liang Zijian's momentum had broken through the boundary of the transcendent first order and rushed straight to the transcendent second order.

"No, you can't let him break through successfully. ”

With a flash of thought, Yang Ye rushed directly towards Liang Zijian.

"Ruijin, Sword Mountain and Sword Sea!"

I saw him punch out, carrying the strength and spiritual conception of the whole body, and everywhere his fist went, it seemed that countless swords intertwined and converged into a mountain of swords and a sea of swords, crushing towards the target.

This is the combination of Yang Ye's comprehension of the Eight Desolations boxing intent and the Ruijin artistic conception of the Ruijin boxing method, forming a unique fist intent.

Although he comprehended a trace of the Eight Desolations Fist Intent from the Eight Desolation Fist Intent Inheritance Scroll back then, because of his limited qualifications, he could not let this trace of the Eight Desolation Fist Intent blossom and bear fruit and further improve.

In the end, he had no choice but to find another way, combining the artistic conception of the Ruijin Fist method that he later comprehended with the trace of Eight Desolation Fist Intent to form this sword mountain and sword sea.

This combination is different from Qiao Xiu's previous use of the Eight Desolation Fist Intent as the main body, and constantly absorbing other boxing methods as nourishment, so that the Eight Desolation Fist Intent continues to improve, it is by the Eight Desolation Fist Intent and the Ruijin Fist Intent are fused into a new artistic conception on an equal footing.

In this way, Yang Ye was tantamount to giving up the Eight Desolation Fist Intent that could tolerate everything, and the new Fist Intent made him improve in strength, but it soon became a shackle again.

As a grand artistic conception with the whole world as the prototype comprehended from the world, the Eight Desolations Fist Intent can theoretically contain and embrace all the artistic conceptions related to the world and all beings and all things in the world.

And Yang Yexin's artistic conception has lost the possibility of absorbing other different attributes of the artistic conception because of the integration of Ruijin fist intent as a part of the main body, and can only go black together in Jinxing.

Compared with the Eight Desolation Fist Intent, this kind of Fist Intent is naturally much inferior, but for Yang Ye, who has limited comprehension ability on the Eight Desolation Fist Intent, this may be the most suitable artistic conception for him.

Because he is not particularly interested in cultivation, he does not have the pious heart of martial arts like his father Yang Zhen.

He was more interested in business than in martial arts.

Therefore, he is already satisfied to be able to make achievements in Jinxing.

"Haha. Waste, you're good, it's a pity it's late!"

With Yang Ye's punch approaching, Liang Zijian felt the threat of countless swords.

But having completed the final step of the breakthrough, he is not afraid of it.

"Spread it out for me!"

I saw that his breath converged, and then he punched out a mediocre punch.

Bang!

This punch didn't seem to have amazing momentum, but it directly tore through the sword mountain and sword sea created by Yang Ye.

The collision of fists and fists, Liang Zijian, who was a transcendent second-order, undoubtedly crushed Yang Ye, who was at the peak of the transcendent first-order.

Bang!

Syllable!

"Ahem......"

Yang Ye was shocked by the opponent's punch, and finally hit the top of the fence of the ring, and then smashed to the ground.

After falling to the ground, Yang Ye couldn't help coughing up a mouthful of blood.

No, I can't lose!

The belief in his heart flashed, and Yang Ye didn't care about the injuries on his body, and stood up tenaciously.

Bang!

"Waste, see if I don't play you slowly this time. ”

It's a pity that as soon as he stood up, he was punched away again by Liang Zijian, who stepped forward.

Damn, I can't afford to lose!

Yang Ye, who fell to the ground, stood up again.

"Huh, what kind of eyes are you?"

Seeing Yang Ye struggling again, and staring at himself with eyes full of determination, Liang Zijian's heart shook slightly.

"Haha, interesting, haven't you given up yet? In that case, I'll see how long you can hold under my fist. ”

Bang!

As soon as the words fell, Liang Zijian flashed in front of Yang Ye again.

didn't increase his strength, but still used the same fist as just now to knock Yang Ye to the ground again.

Bang!

Bang!

Once, twice, three times......

Soon, Yang Ye was knocked down by Liang Zijian several times, and he vomited blood several times, making his body stained with blood, and he looked very embarrassed, but he still stood up tenaciously.

"Young Pavilion Master!"

"Big Brother ......"

Below, all the people in the Eight Desolations Martial Arts Pavilion, including Qiao Xiu, couldn't stand it anymore when they looked at Yang Ye's miserable appearance.

Among them, Qiao Xiu even wanted to admit defeat on behalf of Yang Ye.

But just as he took half a step and wanted to speak, Yang Ye was extremely firm, and even looked at him with a resolute gaze.

The eyes of the two met in mid-air, Yang Ye did not speak, but Qiao Xiu already understood what he meant,

Qiao Xiu took back the foot that he stepped out, and at the same time swallowed the words that he wanted to admit defeat for Yang Ye.

"Hey, I didn't expect you to have a lot of backbone, but it's a pity that in the face of absolute strength, the so-called backbone is just a joke. Next, I'm going to smash all the bones in your body with one punch and see if it's really that hard. ”

Probably tired of playing, plus a little stimulated by Yang Ye's tenacious determination.

Liang Zijian decided to go all out and completely defeat Yang Ye.

"You just made a good move, and I decided to use it to finish you. What's that move called, Sword Mountain and Sword Sea? Yes, Sword Mountain and Sword Sea!"

Although he decided to solve Yang Ye with one blow, Liang Zijian still had a little joke in mind.

Or maybe he wanted to completely defeat Yang Ye from spirit to body.

So he used his talent to simulate Yang Ye's sword mountain and sea of swords just now.

Rumble!

I saw that his true qi was surging all over his body, and soon these true qi condensed near his fist.

Immediately afterward, the true qi began to differentiate into the form of a sword.

If Yang Ye's sword mountain and sword sea just now is just an illusory momentum and artistic conception, then Liang Zijian's copycat version of the sword mountain and sword sea is tangible and substantial.

"Give me death!"

After the sword mountain and sword sea in his hand were completely formed, Liang Zijian swung his fist and pressed towards Yang Ye.

He didn't move forward fast, because he wanted to crush Yang Ye head-on, and he wanted to watch him collapse under tremendous pressure.

It's a pity he miscalculated.

Facing the True Qi version of the Sword Mountain and Sword Sea that he had forcibly pressed, Yang Ye not only did not have the slightest fear, but his eyes flashed brighter and brighter.

"I see, father, thank you. ”

In a place that Liang Zijian didn't notice, on Yang Ye's chest, a piece of jade pendant left by Yang Zhen to Yang Ye was exuding a subtle and soft light.

As this light continued to merge into his body, Yang Ye felt as if he had received Daigo's empowerment, and instantly comprehended the key to advancing to the Transcendent Second Order.

It is faith, the belief that a warrior is martyred and indomitable.

Over the years, because he has focused on business, Yang Ye's cultivation of martial arts has unconsciously relaxed.

Together, there was also his heart of Xiangwu, which was not very strong.

Once the heart of Xiang Wu is lost, the condensation of strength becomes inevitable.

If you can't pick it up again, it is undoubtedly wishful thinking to break through the existing realm and go further.

Since the return of the spiritual tide, the world has entered the transcendent era, and in the face of the turbulent current of the times, coupled with the reminders and teachings of his father Yang Zhen, Yang Ye's own silent warrior heart has recovered.

But because he had been silent for too long, coupled with his own personality, this recovery was not enough to support him to complete a new transformation and break through to the second order of transcendence.

Until now, in order to keep the inheritance of the Eight Desolation Gates for his father, Yang Ye has the belief that he will win in his heart, and with the strength left by Yang Zhen as the final supplement, he finally has completely understood.

Once the belief is reshaped, it is natural for Yang Ye, who has accumulated in other aspects for a long time, to break through the transcendent second order.

Even the speed at which he broke through was much faster than Liang Zijian, who had just broken through the seal.

"Let me tell you what the real Sword Mountain and Sword Sea are!"

Before Liang Zijian's killing move arrived, Yang Ye had already completed his advancement, and when he raised his hand, his true qi condensed and his momentum condensed.

Like Liang Zijian, True Qi quickly formed countless tiny swords around Yang Ye's fist.

These swords crisscross each other, forming a mountain of swords and a sea of swords, or more accurately, a miniature world of swords.

The characteristics of the world come from the Eight Desolations Fist Intent that is integrated into it.

Different from Liang Zijian's copycat version of Daoshan Jianhai, the world of Daoshan and Jianhai in Yang Ye's hands is not only tangible, but also condensed and true.

One has only one appearance, the other has a combination of form and meaning, and the two are naturally judged.

Rumble!

It's a long story, but in fact, everything just happened in the blink of an eye, like lightning and flint, Liang Zijian's fist and Yang Ye's fist collided together.