Ji Zhongchang led everyone into the village, came to an empty martial arts training ground, turned around and said: "This is the place, the last remaining people can become the guards of the village." ”

After finishing speaking, Ji Zhongchang walked away with the guards, leaving only everyone's expressions looking at each other.

"Everyone, since no one has come forward, then Yan is willing to take a jackpot, and please make it convenient!" I saw a tall man among the crowd stand up, exuding a huge momentum on his body, faintly trying to suppress everyone.

At this time, someone said disdainfully: "I said Yan madness, are you really crazy or fake crazy, everyone came here today for a position, and now you want everyone to give up their positions just by saying a few words, you can't help but look at the heroes of the world too much!"

Yan snorted coldly: "Hmph, Yu Huale, if you are not convinced, then you will stand up and fight with me, if you can win against me, then I will be willing to give up this position, if you can't win, then you go home and eat!"

After hearing this, Yu Hualong's expression was gloomy, and he came to Yan Mad in a flash, his internal force was churning, and he slammed into Yan Mad with one palm.

Yan Mad was unmoved, smiled coldly, and responded with a palm.

The palms were facing each other, the palm wind was scattered, the ground was cracked, and the weak people were all forced to retreat a few steps by the overflowing palm strength.

One palm is useless, Yuhualong's hands open and close, the internal force rises, and the palms come out again!

Yan Mad was fearless, unmoving, like an old monk in a fixed position, his hands gently moved, digesting Yuhualong's palm strength, and the relay slapped Yuhualong's chest.

"Poof!" Yan Madness gently put a palm on Yuhualong's chest, Yuhualong instantly felt as if his internal organs had been hit hard, his chest seemed to be under a thousand catties of huge force, his ribs in his chest were all broken, and Yuhualong spewed out a touch of scarlet and flew out upside down.

"Now, who else is not convinced!" Yan Madness looked at him with a stunned expression, arrogant and arrogant.

Ye Shiyu looked at the seriously injured Yu Hualong, and was quite surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that an arrogant person like Yan Mad would use such a powerful fist method to overcome rigidity with softness.

Yan Yan looked around the audience, no one answered, his expression was even more arrogant, and his innate mid-stage momentum was endless, Ji Zhong often frowned.

"I'll try your Excellency's martial arts!" Ye Shiyu walked out of the crowd, his eyes were full of fighting intent spontaneously, and his body was majestic.

Yan squinted his eyes wildly, staring at Ye Shiyu in front of him, as if he was thinking about something.

Ye Shiyu is now in front of Yan Mad , in Yan Mad eyes, Ye Shiyu is full of weaknesses all over his body, but he seems to have no weaknesses, so that Yan Mad does not dare to act rashly.

Ye Shiyu saw that Yan was crazy and didn't move, so he opened his mouth and said: "Use the most proud martial arts in your life, otherwise you will only lose!"

Ye Shiyu's tone was very light, so light that it made people feel that this was not what he said.

But to Yan Madness, this sentence is very crazy, so crazy that he can't take care of the other party's strength, so he wants to teach him a good lesson!

Yan laughed wildly: "The little doll I brought! I want to learn how to shoot before the hair grows, and I want to teach you a good lesson today!"

Ye Shiyu smiled, but this smile was like a laugh, and it was even more like a contemptuous smile!

Ji Zhongchang, who was not far away, looked at the two facing each other with interest, although he had only seen Ye Shiyu once, but Ye Shiyu gave him a very mysterious feeling, which made him feel an inexplicable sense of threat.

"Look at the move! Yan Ming is in the sky!" I saw Yan Crazy clenching his palms into a fist, and a punch mixed with supreme power hit Ye Shiyu's face.

Ye Shiyu dodged sideways, kicked back with both heels, and dodged Yan Mad's second punch.

Yan Mad's fists were like two big hammers, mixed with the sound of the wind and slammed towards Ye Shiyu, Ye Shiyu dodged by himself and did not collide with him.

Yan attacked dozens of punches, and when he saw that Ye Shiyu was still dodging, he said angrily: "If you only defend and don't attack, you can't defeat me!

When Ye Shiyu heard this, he stopped, looked at Yan Mad and said, "I'm giving you a chance to perform, lest your time to shine is too short." If I want to defeat you, one sword is enough!"

As the words fell, Ye Shiyu slowly pulled out the Heavenly Void Yang Sword, and all the internal force was added to the sword body, and the Heavenly Void Yang Sword bloomed with an incomparable brilliance!

Yan Mad noticed that Ye Shiyu's sword intent had risen again, and he didn't dare to be careless, his hands were gently moved, and a Tai Chi pattern appeared in his palms. Yan Madness gently pushed, and the Taiji Diagram slammed towards Ye Shiyu.

Ye Shiyu noticed Yan Madness's move, and stroked the sword body with his fingers: "Yang Xuan!" I saw that Ye Shiyu's sword intent was non-stop, endless!

With a wave of the yang sword in Ye Shiyu's hand, he poured out a magnificent sword light, the sword qi continued to wave, and the sword momentum climbed all the way!

The extreme move was opposite, and there was a shocking explosion, intertwining the most brilliant brilliance, and the sword intent and palm power continued to scatter, causing the terrain to be completely destroyed, and both sides took a few steps back, raising a sky full of smoke and dust.

The smoke and dust dissipated, Ye Shiyu stood with a sword, the Confucian clothes on his body were a little tattered, and the corners of his mouth were scarlet.

And Yan Yan's long hair was scattered, and there were two deep sword wounds on his chest, and the sword wounds exuded a residual trace of sword qi, and blood was flowing.

Yan Mad covered his wound and said in disbelief: "I...... I lost!"

Ye Shiyu put the sword back into the sheath, looked at Yan Mad who looked a little crazy, and said, "You are indeed a genius, but geniuses also have levels." ”

"Ahhhh

Ye Shiyu was about to respond, but unexpectedly, a folding fan blocked in front of Ye Shiyu, blocking Yan Mad from angrily palming.

Ji Zhong often stood in front of Ye Shiyu, put a palm on Yan Yan's chest, and said indifferently: "Losing is losing, losing is losing, and the weak have no right to speak." ”

"I lost...... I...... Really lost......" Yan Mad muttered to himself when he heard Ji Zhongchang's words.

Ye Shiyu was about to go up when he saw this, Ji Zhongchang pressed his shoulder, shook his head at him, and said to Yan Mad without looking back: "Yan Mad , you have boasted of being extraordinary all your life, but you don't know that there are people on people, didn't your master talk to you, above genius, there is still a genius!"

When Yan Mad heard this, his body shook, and his mouth kept chanting: "Above the genius...... There is still a genius......"

Ji Zhongchang saw him like this, shook his head, looked at the people in front of him, and said, "This brother defeated Yan Mad, is there anyone else to challenge?"

Ji Zhong often asked a few times, and when he saw that no one asked, he took Ye Shiyu into the inner village.

On the way, Ji Zhongchang saw Ye Shiyu thinking about it, so he said, "Ji Zhongchang." What about you?"

"Ye Shiyu. Ye Shiyu replied.

"What are you thinking? Are you thinking too much about what I just said?"

"No, you're right, just sorry for that person. ”

"If his heart is strong enough, then he can still stand up, but if he collapses, it is also his creation. This world is bloodthirsty, and if it is not strong enough, it is destined to be devoured. ”

"Bloodthirsty? Maybe you're right......"