"Little beast, give your name."

Zuo Qingguang's lungs were blown up by Yang Yibu, the momentum on his body was constantly rising, and his body was trembling.

"Qingguang blind, since you must know my name, I will tell you now, you listen well, my name is Yang Yibu."

Yang Yibu said his name, he felt that his evil anger was almost out, and there was no need to play Zuo Qingguang with them.

"Yang Yibu, it's you kid, no wonder you're so arrogant."

After Zuo Qingguang heard Yang Yibu's name, he was relieved, this kid was arrogant and famous in the fairy world.

"Qingguang blind, what's wrong with my arrogance, I don't accept you to bite me."

Yang Yibu looked at Zuo Qingguang and said with disdain on his face.

"Yang Yibu, you can't leave alive today, it's not good for you to offend anyone, you just want to offend our Bright Sect."

Zuo Qingguang calmed down the anger in his heart and said coldly to Yang Yibu.

Yang Yibu is known for his arrogance and arrogance in the fairy world, and at the same time, he is famous for his ability to fight beyond the level, so he can't help but ignore Zuo Qingguang.

"Qingguang blind, I want to see if you have any means to kill me, I think the people who can't leave alive today should be you."

Yang Yibu also said to Zuo Qingguang and the five of them in an indifferent voice.

"Elder Zuo, I don't believe that this Yang Yibu has any rumored rebellion, so let me first weigh him and say that he has a few catties and a few taels."

Before Zuo Qingguang could speak, an old man who had cultivated in the middle of the ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage said to Zuo Qingguang with a fist.

This old man has long been unaccustomed to Yang Yibu's arrogant and arrogant appearance, and at the same time, he doesn't believe that Yang Yibu is as rebellious as rumored.

No matter how you look at Yang Yibu, he is just a monk in the middle of the seventh level of the Yuan Infant Stage, but he is a cultivator in the middle of the ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage, he doesn't believe that he will not be able to fight Yang Yibu.

"Okay, Elder Li, it's up to you to meet the strength of this Yang Yibu, but you have to be careful."

When Zuo Qingguang was considering whether to make a move on Yang Yibu, Elder Li spoke out at the right time, which hit his heart.

Zuo Qingguang held his own identity, he was a monk at the peak of the ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage to Yang Yibu, a small mid-level monk of the seventh level of the Yuan Infant Stage, and it was okay to say if he won, if he accidentally lost.

As for saying that he would be killed by Yang Yibu, he didn't think that in his heart, he didn't think that Yang Yib could kill himself.

Therefore, Elder Li said that he would take the lead in meeting Yang Yibu, which was in line with Zuo Qingguang's intentions, and it was best for Elder Li to kill Yang Yibu as soon as he made a move, and he would save himself more trouble.

"Yang Yibu, come and suffer death" Elder Li stepped forward, and with his steps, boundless momentum rushed out of his body.

"Old man Li, why should I come here to die, I see that you are old and frail, and you can't even walk steadily, I don't bully the old and disabled, so let's do it, I'll just stand here, I won't fight back, you do your best to beat me."

There was a thick evil smile on the corner of Yang Yibu's mouth, and he said to Elder Li with disdain on his face.

It's not that Yang Yibu is rampant, but after Yang Yib was refined by which miniature five-claw gold, his body became as solid as gold steel, and his resistance to blows soared greatly.

Yang Yibu had used a loose sword to attack himself fiercely that day, but he couldn't break it at all, and Yang Yibu always had a question in his heart.

How much of a blow his physical body can withstand, he plans to use these elders of the Bright Sect today to test how strong his ability to resist blows is.

"Yang Yibu, you don't know the height of the sky, you dare to look down on the old man so much, die."

Hearing Yang Yibu's words, Elder Li was so angry that he trembled.

"Huh~" Elder Li, who was angry, raised his big fist and smashed it into Yang Yibu.

Under the endless rage, Elder Li's punch used the peak punch of his mid-ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage.

Elder Li used all his strength, he wanted to smash Yang Yibu with one punch to show his strength, and at the same time let Yang Yibu know how high and thick the ground was on this day.

"Bang~" In the face of Elder Li's earth-shattering punch, Yang Yibu was unmoved, he stood calmly, without the slightest intention of parrying.

In the earth-shattering sound, Elder Li's fist slammed into Yang Yibu's chest impartially.

"Hahaha, Yang Yibu, you kid really don't know the height of the sky, under Elder Li's punch, you have half a life if you don't die."

Seeing that Elder Li's fist really bombarded Yang Yibu's body, Zuo Qingguang believed that even if Yang Yibu's body was made of the hardest steel in the fairy world, he would be blown to pieces.

Elder Li is a mid-level cultivator of the ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage, he can destroy a big world with a single punch, not to mention the blow he has done with all his might.

"Huh~, how is it possible" Elder Li's eyes widened in disbelief and let out an incredible exclamation in Zuo Qingguang's laughter.

Elder Li found that his earth-shattering punch had slammed into Yang Yibu's chest, as if it had hit a piece of indestructible steel.

Yang Yibu's body didn't even move, he was looking at himself with a sarcastic smile on his face, while his fist was broken in a "click" sound.

"Old man Li, you haven't eaten or you have soft feet, why do you only have such a little strength? This strength is not enough, it can't even tickle me."

Yang Yibu had a thick evil smile on his face, and he said to Elder Li in a sarcastic tone.

"Uh~" When Yang Yibu's words sounded, Zuo Qingguang, who was laughing, realized that something was wrong, he suddenly stopped laughing, and he suddenly grabbed the neck of the duck who was quacking.

"Yang Yibu, what kind of demon method are you" Elder Li didn't believe that such a powerful punch would have no effect on Yang Yibu at all, he screamed loudly in terror.

"Old man Li, I'm giving you a chance, you can take out your weapon and kill me with your most powerful blow, but I still won't fight back."

Yang Yibu glanced at Elder Li with disdainful eyes, and said lightly.

"Yang Yibu, this is what you said, don't blame me if you die."

Elder Li gritted his teeth at Yang Yibu as he made a move, and a huge black sledgehammer appeared in his hand.

Elder Li's sledgehammer was made of the hardest finest iron in the universe.

This sledgehammer has been fighting with Elder Li for hundreds of thousands of years, and its hammer is stained with the blood of many monks.

However, as Elder Li's cultivation has become more and more profound, in the last tens of thousands of years, Elder Li has rarely used this sledgehammer.

"Are you excited, old man, and today you and I are going to fight together again."

Elder Li held the handle of the sledgehammer in one hand, and gently stroked the body of the sledgehammer with the other, just like stroking the body of a lover.

"Whew~" As soon as Elder Li's muttering fell, he gripped the handle of the sledgehammer tightly with both hands, and then slowly and slowly raised the sledgehammer high above his head.

At the moment when the black sledgehammer was raised above his head, Elder Li's momentum suddenly rose up, under his strong momentum.

The air currents in the air of the waterfront abyss became rapid, and small vortices were densely generated, and then slowly expanded, and finally a large area of powerful cyclonic vortices was formed.

Countless whirlpools roared through the air, as if they were about to ruthlessly destroy the things and people who dared to stand in his way.

"Death~" After Elder Li's momentum was completely condensed, he suddenly roared, jumped high, and smashed Yang Yibu with a hammer volley.

"Yang Yibu, this kid is dead, he doesn't know how powerful Elder Li's hammer is."

Zuo Qingguang looked at Elder Li's sledgehammer that smashed at Yang Yibu and said with a happy face

"Yes, this kid named Yang Yibu is so fucking big, I once saw Elder Li smash a huge world to ashes with a hammer, and the bones are not left."

A monk in the middle of the ninth rank of the Yuan Infant Stage had wide eyes, and he watched Elder Li slowly smash the sledgehammer towards Yang Yibu and said.

"This Yang Yibu is dead this time, even if he fights back, he may not be able to take Elder Li's blow, let alone stand still and let Elder Li smash it."

Another old man who had cultivated at the peak of the ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage looked at Elder Li's sledgehammer that smashed at Yang Yibu and said.

In short, all the monks of the Bright Sect watched Elder Li smash the sledgehammer at Yang Yibu, their faces all had bright smiles, and in their hearts, they all agreed that Yang Yibu would definitely die.

"Boom~" The big hammer in Elder Li's hand carried the momentum of shattering the void, and where the big hammer passed, the space was cracking layer by layer.

A golden wind blade flew out of the cracked space, and the spatial wind blades clanged together, forming a crisp sound.

"Boom~" The big hammer in Elder Li's hand smashed into the top of Yang Yibu's head with unmistakable accuracy.

"Click~Click~" A dense clicking sound sounded.

All the space around Yang Yibu's body was shattered under Elder Li's hammer.

"Boom~" Time seemed to freeze, and Elder Li's sledgehammer quietly paused on top of Yang Yibu's head.

"Is this Yang Yibu dead?" said a Bright Sect monk who had cultivated in the middle of the ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage stared blankly at the battlefield.

"It should be dead, don't you see where Yang Yibu is standing motionless?

Zuo Qingguang also looked at the strange scene in the battlefield and said loudly.

"Yang Yibu is dead, why his head hasn't been broken, why hasn't even a little blood flowed."

Another Bright Sect cultivator who was at the peak of the ninth level of the Yuan Infant Stage asked strangely.