"Yo, Su Buqi, what's wrong with you, it seems that you really can't afford to lose, such a little thing makes you so angry that you vomit blood, you can really do it with this amount of energy."

Under the thick evil smile, Yang Yibu said to Su Buqi unhurriedly.

"Yang Yibu, don't be too happy, you are immune to the coercion of my momentum, you are just relying on the treasures on your body, what really determines the outcome is the final strength."

Su Buqi gritted his teeth and said to Yang Yibu, seeing that the momentum crushing did not work on Yang Yibu, he decided that Yang Yibu was carrying a heavy treasure, which treasure could resist the crushing of momentum.

This can't be blamed on Su Buqi for thinking so, although momentum and coercion cannot determine the victory or defeat of the hostile sides, it still has a certain impact to a greater or lesser extent.

In the cultivation world, all kinds of treasures emerge in an endless stream, and there are even more treasures that can resist the coercion of momentum.

But what Su Buqi didn't expect was that Yang Yibu himself was immune to momentum and coercion, this was a special case, and Su Buqi couldn't even think of breaking his head, Yang Yibu was a powerful power that the soul crossed over.

"Yes, Su Buqi, so you better put away your useless momentum, so as not to vomit blood in anger."

Yang Yibu looked at Su Buqi disdainfully and said.

"In this case, you will die if you are Yang Yibu" Su Buqi, who was choked by Yang Yibu this time, was furious, and before his words fell, he stepped forward and slapped Yang Yibu with a volley.

In the howling wind, Su Buqi's palm became bigger and bigger, and it covered most of the sky in the blink of an eye.

Under his huge palm, Yang Yibu, who was standing below, looked extremely small, like a small ant.

Looking at Su Buqi's big hand that covered the sky and the sun towards him, Yang Yibu did not see any timidity, his feet stomped on the ground, his body flew up in the air, and rushed towards the disemboweled cannonball.

At the same time as Ling Zhong flew up, Yang Yibu punched forward, and the huge fist slammed straight into the air with a sonic boom that tore through the air, slapping into his palm.

"Boom ~ Boom" In the violent sound, the big hand covering the world was pierced by Yang Yibu's punch, and the cold moonlight spilled down from the broken hole.

The first big collision between Yang Yibu and Su Buqi ended with Yang Yibu having a slight upper hand, and only a little bit of the upper hand does not mean anything.

Because this is only a small trial battle, I am afraid that the two sides have not even used fifty percent of their strength.

For the Yuan Infant Monk, fifty percent of his skill may not even be able to tickle the other party.

With a touch of a button, Yang Yibu and Su Buqi ended their moves and immediately separated, and the two sides stood on one side and looked at each other coldly.

"Yang Yibu, I'll give you one last chance to hand over the head of the lion deer beast, otherwise it will ......."

Su Buqi only said half of his words, but the threat was obviously very strong.

"Su Buqi, what else, can you kill me?" Yang Yibu's words were like counting nine days of winter, and it was terrifyingly cold.

"Yang Yibu, since you insist on not handing it over, I have no choice but to kill you and take it myself."

Su Buqi's words were also brave the slightest chill and killing.

"Su Buqi, if you want to fight, you will fight, why bother talking a lot of nonsense, who kills who is based on real kung fu, not lip service" Yang Yibu's expression became more and more untired.

Before Yang Yibu's words fell, Su Buqi slapped Yang Yibu with a palm.

There was no sign at all in this palm, but Yang Yibu did not panic, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he stepped out with a punch as before.

In the earth-shaking sound of "boom ~ rumble", Yang Yibu and Su Buqi fought back and forth, and for a time they hit from the sky to the ground, and from the ground to the sky, and the fight was extremely lively.

In the long battle, Su Buqi became more and more frightened, in his heart, Yang Yibu and Ben were not their opponents, but now the two sides have been torn apart for a few days and nights.

Yang Yibu has no advantage at all, and if he continues like this, when will he be able to decide the winner?

"Let's fight a decisive battle, kill Yang Yibu as soon as possible and leave here, if it drags on for a long time and is discovered by other monks, it will definitely come to pick up the bargain."

Su Buqi, who was in the battle, didn't want to delay any longer, and his mind moved, and a gun appeared in Su Buqi's hand.

This gun was made by Su Buqi using the cold iron outside the sky, the body of the gun is extremely hard, but the head of the gun is extremely sharp.

The Yin Netherworld Sect was originally a sect specializing in the way of guns, and seven or eight out of ten of the monks in the sect were all practicing the way of guns, and only a small number of people chose other blades.

On the way to the gun, Su Buqi has created his own extremely powerful gunway.

After cultivating to the Yuan Infant Stage, most of the monks will create their own Dao, and only by creating their own Dao can they go further.

Yang Yibu has only entered the Yuan Infant Stage not long ago, although he is strong in battle, but he has not had time to create his own Dao, because his accumulation in the Yuan Infant Period is not deep enough.

"Duh~" As soon as Su Buqi's gun appeared in his hand, an invincible momentum rushed up from his body, under this momentum.

The gray-brown clouds in the sky were blown away, and the whole sky shook, and time seemed to have stopped.

This is the power of the Tao, in front of the Tao, all moves and tangible things are in vain, and even the flowing air has to make way for the Tao.

This is the strength of the monks who create their own way.

Su Buqi, who is holding a gun in his hand, has been fused with the gun, the gun is Su Buqi, and Su Buqi is the gun.

Looking at Su Buqi with a gun in his hand, Yang Yibu's expression instantly became solemn, and a trace of danger rose from Yang Yibu's heart.

"Sword coming" Yang Yibu's heart moved, and the loose sword appeared in his hand.

Holding the sword with both hands, Yang Yibu's whole body was poured into the pine sword like a tide, and the dazzling colorful light surrounded the entire sword body.

"Kill~" The spear in Su Buqi's hand shook slightly, and cracks instantly appeared in the void around the tip of his spear.

The space of the underworld is very strong, and only a powerful monk who has created his own Dao can shake the space, and only a slight shock to Su Buqi will cause cracks in the space, from which it can be seen that Su Buqi is powerful.

"Roar~" The sound of the dragon's groan sounded, and a golden true dragon burst out from the tip of Su Buqi's spear.

Su Buqi's spear was invincible, and it pierced through time and space and surpassed ten thousand laws.

I saw a flash of light, and the golden dragon that leaped into the air rushed towards Yang Yibu's mansion at great speed.

"Drink" Facing the golden dragon that jumped in, Yang Yibu slashed out with a sword, and the huge colorful sword light shone on the void, and the crescent-like sword light slashed down at great speed.

"Boom~Boom~" The colorful crescent moon greeted the golden dragon, and in the earth-shattering loud noise, the colorful crescent moon was like snow meeting boiling water, and it was quickly dissolved and dissolved.

"Bell~" After Yang Yibu slashed out a sword, he quickly summoned a castle that had not been used for a long time and blocked it in front of him.

From the moment Su Buqi summoned the spear, Yang Yibu knew that he was not Su Buqi's opponent at all, because Su Buqi had already created his own way, the way of the gun.

Although Su Buqi's gun path is only a nascent and not yet perfect, after all, which is his own way, which is an incomparably powerful way.

Although Yang Yib has not yet come into contact with the Tao in this life, this does not prevent Yang Yib from understanding the Tao, he was a master of the Mahayana period in his previous life, and his understanding of the Tao is extremely thorough.

So after a sword was slashed, Yang Yibu summoned the castle to block in front of him, and at the same time, a white light radiated from the castle, and under the flickering light, Yang Yibu was sucked into the castle.

As soon as Yang Yibu entered the castle, the bombardment of the golden dragon had already arrived, and in the loud sound that shook the sky, the castle was bombarded into a streamer, and it went away at a speed exceeding several times the speed of light.

"Uh, Yang Yibu is leaving, leave his life" Seeing that Yang Yibu dodged his fatal shot and fled, the unwilling Su Buqi stepped into the void and quickly chased down the castle.

Su Buqi never thought that under his shot, Yang Yibu would be able to escape.

This shot is a move by Su Buqi to press the bottom of the box, and under his move, not to mention that his cultivation is lower than him.

Even if his cultivation is the same as him, or surpasses him, as long as Su Buqi uses this move, then the other party will not be able to survive at all.