"Needless to say, I slaughtered this chicken demon and stewed it. Yang Sansi's handsome face sank, waved his hand, stretched out his five fingers, and the sword qi attacked from all directions, slashing towards Ji Wushuang.

"Look at the little master to teach you!" Ji Wushuang's wings opened, and the shot was the holy method of fighting, and the vision gathered in front of the cockscomb above his head, and the three flowers coiled, and he came to Zhanyang to think twice.

Yang Sansi and Ji Wushuang fought a hundred times in an instant, the sword was raging in the field, the fighting saint was angry, after one person and one chicken separated, Ji Wushuang Lingyu flowed Daoxia, and the chicken mouth held a piece of robe cloth for Yang Sansi, the chicken head was proud, and there was really a unique posture.

Yang Sansi's face was ugly, he looked at his left shoulder, which had been stained red with blood, his body trembled wildly, his handsome face was as red as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and the sense of humiliation made his eyes red.

Yang Xia yawned, came to the edge of the martial arts arena and sat down cross-legged, took out a jar of wine and drank it leisurely, Ji Wushuang knows best what he is capable of, this fighting holy chicken is terrifying, even he has to do his best to defeat, if Yang Sansi does not do his best, he will suffer.

A giant frowned, looked at Yang Xia, who was sitting on the side and drinking leisurely, and stopped talking.

"Zheng!"

A sword roared, the cold glow Yao Kyushu, Yang Sansi asked the heavenly sword to come out of the sheath again, a long hair flew, the sword moved with his heart, and the light bloomed through the sky, his face was angry, and he vowed to kill Ji Wushuang, and in his eyes, two ancient qi curled.

Ji Wushuang raised the head of the chicken, shook his wings, used the holy method of fighting, and pressed it, the sky was wide and horizontal, the two claws were grasped, and the heavy divine rings were added, and the vision covered the sky, resisting the terrifying sword of the Dao.

One person and one chicken fought viciously in the martial arts arena, fighting back and forth for almost half an hour, making the place silent, and the major sects and the monks of the Six Realms were sluggish.

"This ..... Yang Sansi, who was still showing off his martial arts and might, and was invincible, actually fought with a chicken for almost half an hour and still didn't know the winner, you know, this chicken is just a mount, and the main owner hasn't made a move yet!"

"Who knows what kind of chicken this is? It's too strong, is it an ancient xenomorph, but it's not like it. Some monks were envious and asked others.

"Look, Yang Sansi is really angry!"

Just when everyone was talking, Yang Sansi roared angrily, his handsome face was red, and he had no more calm posture, he erected the Wentian sword, and the red and white qi was swallowed above the blade, and then, nine swords were slashed in a row, and the sword broke through the sky with the wind, and traveled to the virtual realm.

At this moment, Yang Sansi's murderous aura was exhausted, and the nine swords were unmatched, in no particular order, slashing on Ji Wushuang's body.

Ji Wushuang's feathers flashed with divine patterns, and the battle holy law stood between heaven and earth, with surging battle intent, endlessly.

"Boom!"

The two world-shattering methods erupted, dazzling people's eyes, and infinite Dao qi erupted, making the martial arts arena boil.

After a breath, Yang Sansi's face was pale, his body trembled, his left shoulder was bloody, he was torn off a piece of flesh by Ji Wushuang's claws, and he almost lost his left hand holding the sword, while Ji Wushuang's body was flawless, standing in the middle.

There was an uproar here, Yang Sansi suffered a big loss, and he was defeated by a chicken, this result made Yang Linglie's face on the main seat of the high platform extremely ugly, and the faces of the Yang clan monks changed greatly, and some people couldn't accept this kind of bitter fruit, and scolded fiercely and angrily.

"Go down, change to the next opponent, you are not grandpa's opponent. Ji Wushuang carried the chicken wings on his back and said lightly.

After Yang Sansi listened to Ji Wushuang's words, his face twitched, he looked around, and saw that the cultivators of all sects and the monks of the Six Realms were pointing at him, at this moment, a sense of self-pride was born, and finally, he looked at Yang Xia, who was sitting in the corner of the martial arts arena drinking, and slashed it with a sword, venting his suppressed resentment and infinite resentment to Yang Xia.

Yang Xia is drinking freely, his face is relaxed and freehand, there is Ji Wushuang to make the best shot for him, so as not to exert effort, who expected Yang Sansi to wave a sword without warning, a touch of Limang crossed the wine jar in his hand, the wine jar was cut in half, and the wine was spilled on the ground, this sword cut through the wine jar in Yang Xia's hand and did not stop, slashing on his body, bursting out with a sound of gold and iron.

Yang Xia was stunned, looked at the broken wine jar, and shook it with his hand.

"Thief, come here, I want you and your mount to die!" Yang Sansi lost his mind in anger and provoked Yang Xia, he firmly believed that Yang Xia was relying on this ancient xenomorph chicken demon to show his might, and he must be extremely weak, maybe he didn't have the ability to fart.

"You're dead. Ji Wushuang shook his head and looked at Yang Sansi sympathetically, having been with Yang Xia for five years, he knew what would happen if he provoked this scourge that had no bottom line.

As soon as Ji Wushuang's words fell, Yang Xia slowly got up, threw the wine jar, his face was covered with coldness, his body moved, and he disappeared here, and the next moment, he appeared in front of Yang Sansi, and came with a blow, and the two Dao accompanied the flow of Shenxia, and Yang Sansi flew dozens of zhang away and rolled to the ground.

After a blow, Yang Xia stepped forward, raised a fist the size of a sandbag and punched and kicked Yang Sansi, scolding while beating: "Master beat you to death this fool with a sword, Lao Tzu hates people who use swords the most, you said that what magic weapon you choose is not good, but use a sword to kill your turtle son." ”

Yang Sansi tried to use the magic mang to protect the body, but it had no effect, and every blow of Yang Xia was accompanied by the qi of creation, breaking the Dao method.

"Ahh

Being punched and kicked by Yang Xia, the sense of humiliation accompanied by the pain made Yang Sansi almost crazy, he waved the Wentian Sword in his hand continuously, and the sharp mangs flew out, all of which were slashed on Yang Xia's body, but he could only make a sound of gold and iron that made him desperate, at this moment, Yang Sansi suspected that Ji Wushuang was a person, and Yang Xia was a magic weapon, otherwise with him asking the benefits of the Heavenly Sword and the cultivation of the sword, how could he not break Yang Xia's body.

"Enough!" "Enough!" The four corners of the martial arts arena, a giant really couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted to stop, this is a competition, it's simply a rogue brawl.

Yang Xia beat him Yang Sansi's nose and face were swollen, and his face was full of shoe prints, and he was still angry, hearing the giant's scolding, after squinting at the giant, he grabbed Yang Sansi's collar and lifted him up, pointed at him and said coldly: "You have good luck today, otherwise the master will skin you alive, and now you pay the master a jar of good wine, and this matter will be stopped....."

"You bastard.... Ah!" Yang Sansi wiped the blood on his nose, unwilling to lose, and even more unwilling to give in, Yang Xia squinted his eyes, a wisp of thunder in his eyes was derived, and a thick thunder fell from the sky, slashing at Yang Sansi's brain, almost abolishing him, making him scream, and his body spasmed.

"How could there be a thunder tribulation?" Outside the field, many monks were shocked and shocked, while the major sects and the giants of the Six Realms stared at Yang Xia, wanting to see him through.

"Do you want to pay for it?" Yang Xia looked at Yang Sansi, who rolled his eyes and had long scorched hair, smiled coldly, and said.

"I, compensate!" Yang Sansi gritted his teeth and opened his mouth in humiliation, and then, handed Yang Xia a hundred top-grade spirit stones, Yang Xia gave up, threw this Yang clan kendo Tianjiao up, clapped his hands, and returned to the corner of the stands to sit down cleanly.

Yang Sansi was thrown out of the field, and after getting up, his Dao heart collapsed, like a mad demon, he roared heartbreakingly, turned into an aurora and flew away, Yang Linglie got up, looked at Yang Xia with a gloomy face, and chased away.

There was silence outside the field, the major sects and the monks of the Six Realms were staring at Yang Xia, this son was too strong, it was simply unfathomable, Yang Sansi had cultivated the sword path to the realm of sword heart at a young age, few Tianjiao could compare, but Yang Xia cleaned him up effortlessly, just like a joke, obviously did not try his best.

"This son is so strong? Could it be that the Tianxin Sect is going to produce a second Tianxin Ancestor?" Kong Cang's face was gloomy, pinching his fingers to calculate Yangxia numerology, but there was no result, he was even more shocked, muttering to himself, Kong Cang's words fell, and the faces of the giants of all races changed slightly, two eras ago, the Tianxin Ancestor was born, broke the taboo curse, killed all the way, and stepped on the corpse bones to preach, and now even the Nine Domains are afraid of this undefeated world-beating powerhouse in his life.

Today, Kong Cang saw a wisp of the shadow of the Tianxin Ancestor on Yang Xia's body, he was afraid that the Tianxin Sect would have another terrifying person comparable to the Tianxin Ancestor in the future, if so, there would be a great disaster in the Nine Domains, at this moment, Kong Cang's heart was murderous, he looked at the Tianxin Sect stands, his face was calm, but his body trembled slightly, and his eyes narrowed.

"Tianxin Sect has this son, the future can be expected!Xi Yan, you use him as a substitute, do you know that he is too strong, it will attract the jealousy of the major sects and the monks of the Six Realms, this matter is indeed my recklessness, I should not let Yang Xia play, you can rest assured, as long as I live, whoever dares to touch him, the deity will destroy whom!" Shui Sheng sighed and looked at Liu Xiyan, who was also sluggish.