Wu Zhengyang and Ye Ming stood opposite each other, their bodies still exuding their own aura, and everything around them cracked under the aura of the two of them and became fragile.

"This world is like this, the law of the jungle is always the most basic law, you and I both understand that one of the Wu and Ye families will eventually be swallowed by the other and become the cornerstone of the other's growth, and today is just a matter of advancing it."

Wu Zhengyang revealed the fact that the so-called mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, let alone in the cultivation world where the weak eat the strong.

Ye Ming didn't say much, in the current situation, no matter what kind of thoughts he had, he couldn't shake Wu Zhengyang's determination to get rid of the Ye family.

The first strike is stronger, and the second strike suffers, and it is precisely because he clearly knows this that Ye Ming can only strike first in order to get the first opportunity.

So, Ye Ming stepped heavily under his feet, penetrating the strong true qi through the soles of his feet and into the ground, only to see that between the two of them, the stone table that had already been shattered was under this foot, completely shattered, and the pieces were temporarily suspended, separated between the two.

After that, Ye Ming waved the long sleeve of his right hand, and the strong wind in the sleeve slammed the gravel towards Wu Zhengyang, and then retreated behind him at an extremely fast speed, and at the same time, the two pillars behind him slapped each palm in the air, and under this palm, the already crumbling pavilion instantly lost its support and collapsed.

Ye Ming stepped a little further, and then moved away from the pavilion, and stood not far away, looking at Wu Zhengyang, who was still in it.

In the face of Ye Ming's series of actions, Wu Zhengyang's eyes showed obvious contempt, and he responded very quickly.

I saw that under his rapid movement of his body, all the pieces of rubble were dodged by him under his strange speed, leaving only a dozen small holes in the ground behind him.

Then he glanced up at the collapsed pavilion, and with a slight smile, his figure began to flicker in it, and soon he came to the top of the stone mountain, and only one ruin remained in its place.

The confrontation between the two only took place in a few breaths, not only showing their own strength, but also fully illustrating how rich the actual combat experience of the two is.

"Is this what you're doing, I'm so disappointed"

Wu Zhengyang stood on the stone mountain, his eyes looked down at Ye Ming, who was looking vigilant, and then slowly stretched out his right hand and shot it in front of him.

In the process of shooting forward, it gradually emitted a pale red true qi, covering his hands, and that pale red true qi was constantly changing in the process of shooting forward, the color became darker and darker, and gradually changed towards red, and not only the color changed significantly, but even the size gradually increased.

When Wu Zhengyang's hand slapped to the front, a red palm about thirty centimeters in size composed entirely of red true qi appeared in the air, exuding a fierce aura on it, and flew towards Ye Ming at an extremely fast speed.

Facing this palm, Ye Ming also became serious, clenched his fists with both hands, with a burst of blue light, and kept repeating his punches in front of him in the direction of his palm.

Every time a punch is punched in the air, there will be a fist shadow that gathers in the air and does not disperse, and by the time the twelve punches are finished, the overlapping fist shadows have become like the real one, and they also begin to exude a fierce aura.

After the eighteen punches, the condensed fist shadow began to emit a faint light, and when the twenty-four punches were finished, the aura emitted by the entire fist was no longer under Wu Zhengyang's palm.

Ye Ming then sent the condensed punch towards Wu Zhengyang's palm, and after two breaths, a palm and a punch collided together under the gaze of the two.

A dazzling light came from the place where it collided, illuminating the whole pond, and then there was a loud bang, and the people who were going to fight in the main hall were alarmed, and they all stopped and looked at the place where the light was shining.

After Wu Qing saw it, his face burst into laughter, and he made a provocative move at Ye Xiong very cruelly.

Ye Xiong's face changed, he didn't care about thinking too much, he turned around and wanted to rush to the place where the light came out, that is, where Ye Ming was, but he was awakened by the killing intent from Wu Qing behind him, so he had to stop, rushed to Wu Qing again, and fought.

"You have been fighting with me for so long, isn't it just to delay time, waiting for Ye Ming's old horseman to come over, I think you still don't have to wait, you can meet soon, it will be your turn after him, you can meet in hell"

Looking at Ye Xiong with a hint of worry on his face, Wu Qin felt a surge of pleasure, and kept saying things that could hit Ye Xiong, trying to create Ye Xiong's flaws through this way.

Ye Xiong also saw Wu Qing's intentions, but instead put away his worries and dealt with Wu Qinglai in front of him wholeheartedly, but intentionally or unintentionally led the battlefield to Ye Ming and the others.

Ye Ming lowered his head, his unkempt hair was scattered on his shoulders, and he also covered his face, slowly swallowed a mouthful of blood in his mouth, and then gently wiped off the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth with his hand, Ye Ming raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Wu Zhengyang opposite through a little gap between the covered hair.

Although Wu Zhengyang did not look as embarrassed as Ye Ming, he was still standing, and there were no other scars on his body, but Ye Ming saw a wisp of blood from the corner of his mouth, obviously he had also suffered a lot of internal injuries, and now he was just holding on, which made Ye Ming's heart feel relieved, at least Wu Zhengyang was not as strong as he imagined, and he was not completely hopeless.

In the middle of the two, the collision of a palm and a fist, the powerful destructive power brought by it was completely revealed, and the ruins that were originally formed by the collapse of the pavilion had completely disappeared, replaced by a huge pit more than one meter deep and nearly four meters wide, and there were scattered flames burning on the edge of the pit, which was obviously caused by the terrifying pressure generated between two different true qi when they collided.

"I can't imagine that you have actually cultivated the Fire Discharge Palm to such an extent, I'm afraid that you are only one step away from reaching the consummation realm."

"Hmph, aren't you the same, if I'm not mistaken, every time you hit the Ye family's thirty-six photo punches, the power of each additional twelve punches will increase by one stage, and you can hit twenty-four punches, which means that this punch is close to perfection in your hands."

The Fire Palm and the Thirty-six Shadow Fist are the only innate realm martial arts in the Wu and Ye families, and they belong to the treasure of the inheritance of a clan, except for the cultivators who have great merits and the innate realm in the clan can cultivate, no one else has even seen it.

Because for any low-level cultivator, the existence of innate martial arts is only a legend.

Moreover, everyone in the cultivation world knows that if you want to cultivate an innate martial art, the first step is to have the cultivation of the innate realm, so that you can have enough true qi to urge and fully display the power of the innate martial art.

If you can't even reach your own realm, even if you have martial arts, you will just sit on the treasure mountain, and even more will only invite trouble.

And each innate martial art can be used by the cultivator to activate the true qi in the body, and then through the way of manifestation, it will appear in front of the practitioner's eyes in different images and ways.

Like the martial artist's fire palm, it is to pass the true qi in the body through the running path of the martial arts, forming a red true qi like a flame, and then condense it into a palm and slap it at the enemy.

The Ye family's thirty-six shadow fists are also like this, but the difference in the path of operation, coupled with the difference in the true qi of the user.

According to the degree of mastery of the cultivator, the innate martial arts are divided into four small realms, such as entry, small success, perfection, and consummation, and the gap between each small realm is the difference between the heavens, but the improvement of each small realm brings about an increase in power, almost all of which are several times.

Like the martial artist's fire palm, it is said that the consummation realm can condense two true qi palms that are exactly the same as their own palms, and the power will be even stronger

Especially the innate realm cultivators like Ye Ming and Wu Zhengyang, who had already cultivated to the near-consummation realm, would only exert more power.