Although Wen Yuan only had a fifth-level cultivation of qi refining, his eyes were like a torch, and he could see at a glance that Lei Pressure already had the cultivation of the first layer of qi refining. "Could it be that I don't think I can see that Lei Pressure has been cultivated?"

On the contrary, Zhao Yu has not yet crossed the gap of immortals, and he is dominant at this time, but it is just a dangerous building that is about to overturn.

"Let's wait and see!" Xing Hua's eyes were burning, and he drank the tea in the cup with a straight face, as if listening to the wind order was already in his bag.

The two quietly set the bet. Xing Hua supported Zhao Yu and bet on Yuliu Futon, while Wen Yuan supported Lei Pressure and bet on listening to the wind order.

From Zhao Yu's attack to a punch, it was only a few breaths. The three of Qin Chuan were still breathing in the farmland outside the courtyard, and naturally they had no time to take care of it. Xing Hua and Wen Yuan have excellent eyesight, and the bits and pieces in the courtyard are vivid.

If I sell Guanzi again, I'm afraid I'm going to eat the board, so I don't want to disturb the guest officials Yaxing again, but I say this good show in the courtyard.

Many people in Qingshan couldn't bear to see the thunder and blood splashed on the spot, so they had to turn their heads away, but they had the same virtue as the ostrich.

The refugees were all smiling, as if they knew what was going to happen. Only a short, sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man was also smiling, but his eyes were staring straight at the place. He knew something was coming.

Sure enough, what the monkey's cheek face thought in his heart, something happened to him.

Lei Jian saw Zhao Yu punch straight away. However, there was no previous fear in his eyes, and there was a vague excitement. On the right hand behind him, the aura turned into Qinglan, and he cleverly hid the killing machine. His facial features were twisted together because of the murderous intent in his heart, and his eyes were full of bloody fanaticism. But what I didn't notice was that the already limited aura in the body plummeted by more than three layers.

It was at this time! Lei Jian saw that Zhao Yu used his old moves, pinched the right time, and smashed it with the same punch.

"Whew!"

A few families are happy and a few are sad. The rabbit fell and fell, except for Xing Hua, Wen Yuan, and the monkey's cheek face, everyone else gasped and was speechless.

Everyone couldn't help but rub their eyes, as if they had seen a hallucination. The results deviated a little from what was expected. The one who fell to the ground and had flesh and bones on his left arm, who could it be if it wasn't Zhao Yu?

The scene in front of him was tantamount to a thunderclap falling on the crowd in the courtyard, and everyone on both sides exploded.

"Scar!"

Several people on the refugee side came to their senses and hurriedly stepped forward to find out the damage, but he raised his hand to stop them. "Haha! I haven't touched a hard stubble for a long time!" put away his previous playful gaze, his face sank like water, and he carefully looked at the person in front of him. "Fang Cai's offensive, how many times can you sacrifice?" The voice was loud, resounding north of the poor Qingyang.

This time, it was not only the registered disciples in the courtyard who looked surprised, but also Wen Yuan in the attic.

Wen Yuan smiled with his hands down, as if the scene in front of him had nothing to do with him. "It's a lot of fun, I guess it's a gamble... I'm going to lose. ”

Zhao Yu didn't give everyone time to reverie, and took the lead in attacking and bullying himself.

What everyone didn't know was that Zhao Yu had already secretly communicated with Xing Hua, and knew that Lei Yu had crossed the gap between immortals. Fang just punched out, although the move was old, but it still left three points of strength, so the injury was far less serious than it seemed. This is just a good show written and directed by himself, and Lei Press's self-proclaimed scheming has fallen into a downgrade.

Zhao is tall and big, but when he acts, he still looks half clumsy. Between the fists and feet, there is a strong wind that seems to be nothing, and the moves are endless, and the clouds and rivers are flowing at the junction, and in a trance, everyone seems to see the stubborn monkey in the mountains and forests stretching their arms and teasing the spirit snake.

Wen Yuan's heart suddenly changed, and his face turned suddenly. "Breathing method! I can't imagine that there is such an amazing and gorgeous person on Qingyang. I couldn't help but turn my head and glance at Xing Hua, who was calm and relaxed.

Zhao Yue was half tired from time to time, and his qi and blood were majestic like surging rivers from beginning to end. This breathing method is something that anyone on Qingyang Mountain can do, but except for Zhao Yu, there is no second person who can urge it without meditating, let alone use it in battle. One move and one style are not out of the box, the heart turns at will, and the strength is like a cloak walking on the clouds.

Xun Xian asked, it is nothing more than a pan swim to understand, and a boat to immortal fate. If it is said that there is a total of one stone of understanding on Qingyang Mountain, Zhao Yu has eight buckets.

On the other hand, thunder pressure is longer than cultivation and shorter than moves. A few moves were all black tigers, making Zhao Yu easily figure out the number of ways. If it weren't for the blessing of the aura, which made the speed and strength extraordinary, I am afraid that I would not be able to touch a single hair of Zhao Yu. In order to maintain the advantage, the aura in the body leaked out like flowing water.

Even so, Zhao Yu was able to unload his strength in time every time when the thunder pressure was in trouble, even if he was a little embarrassed. For a while, the two of them came and went, and the fight was inseparable. But that didn't last long.

At this moment, Qin Chuan finished his work and entered the courtyard. Everyone is concerned about this battle, and they are busy cheering up, so they naturally have no idea about it, otherwise the few people around them must be far away. According to them, it is ashamed to breathe in the same world as themselves.

Zhao rolled over a donkey, narrowly avoiding a thunderbolt and sweeping the hall.

Looking at the two of them again, Lei Zhu's porcelain-white face was full of beads of sweat, his hair was like turnips, and the plain hair band had long since disappeared.

Zhao Yu was even more unbearable, his face was black and red, and although the bleeding of his injured left arm had stopped, he was still unable to move; if it weren't for the injuries that made him repeatedly flawed, perhaps this battle would have been decided. Balance your breathing and look angrily. With a snort, his right arm shook off the hunting fist wind, like the raindrops of a thunderstorm in early summer, hitting the thunder on his cheeks.

One step at a time, the real battle begins!

Lei Jian saw Zhao Yu coming in a hurry, so he had to retreat again and again, like a lotus leaf in the wind and rain, fluctuating. If I didn't check it for a while, I was angry in my chest, and my defeat was suddenly apparent. If you accidentally hit a few punches in a row, you will lose your magic and tricks, but you just shake a few punches indiscriminately, which is not to be feared.

"Oh no!" At this time, everyone in Qingshan exclaimed. "Brother Lei, he has no way to retreat, and behind him is the courtyard fence!"

Everyone was concerned about this battle, and few people paid attention to Lei Pressing's back. At this time, as the man said, as long as Lei Pressure takes a few more steps back, he will encounter a situation where there is no way to retreat.

Sure enough, it was what everyone thought.

Behind the thunder pressure is already a fence. "Damn! there is no way to retreat!" was hit by Zhao Yu a few more punches, and at this time the whole body was paralyzed and sat down.

Zhao Yu's punches were quite precise, and they were all hit in a few places that did not matter, leaving no incurable injuries, let alone killing Lei Zhu, but they just looked miserable. Knowing that the overall situation is decided, take a few steps back and stop the offensive. Tidying up and down the messy clothes, gritting his teeth and enduring the pain of the injury that affected his left hand, he clenched his fists with both hands against the thunder.

When he lowered his head, he didn't see the darkness in Lei Press's eyes. Come to think of it, at this time, the victory and defeat have been divided, and the overall situation has been decided, Lei Jian will not do anything shameless, let alone in front of all the registered disciples.

However, the reality is quite the opposite.

Lei Jian was beaten to the point that he was powerless, and at this time he sat at the foot of the wall, and his eyes were full of powerless gray color. As everyone knows, all this is still in his expectations, and there are still two percent of the aura in his body! Lei Jian gathered the only remaining aura in his right hand, gritted his teeth and endured the pain of the injuries that affected the fur of his body, and cold sweat slowly flowed down his sideburns.

The killing machine is instantaneous.