The atmosphere on the field was quiet for a while, Yin Wuji didn't seem to care about this, but just looked at Huang Fuxu with a eager look, "Childe, my subordinates are obsessed with martial arts, and I hope to be able to understand the power of Shaoyang Qigong." ”

Yin Wuji really deserves to be a martial arts idiot in the eyes of everyone, he just took refuge in Huang Fuxu and wanted to challenge him, this kind of brain hole is really not something that ordinary people can imagine.

Even Huang Fuxu was amused by his straightforwardness, "You are straightforward, but aren't you afraid of annoying me?" said this, but Huang Fuxu's relaxed demeanor and joking tone made the originally nervous people relax, and it seemed that Huang Fuxu was indeed not angry.

Yin Wuji's cold face barely squeezed out a smile, looking very stiff, "Where can Childe's heart be so small? I believe Childe will not." ”

As he spoke, his eyes froze, and his right hand slashed at Huang Fu Xu beside him, it seemed that he had just chosen a seat, and he was sitting next to Huang Fu Xu for the current scene.

The others present only saw that Yin Wuji was still smiling and talking, and instead slashed at Huang Fuxu with a palm knife that condensed the sharp sword qi, and they were all scared into a cold sweat.

And Huang Fuxu seemed to have been prepared for a long time, his face was as red as Danxia, and the fiery Shaoyang True Qi was condensed in his palm, and he also slashed towards Yin Wuji.

The two hands intersected, and the sharp sword qi and the fiery Shaoyang True Qi collided together, and there was a sonorous sound of gold and iron clashing like a substance, and the scattered qi swept around like a violent wind.

Liu Ping stood up, waved his sleeves, and the surging true qi was like a surging river forming a wall of qi in front of the table to block the scattered qi, and at the same time his eyes were closely watching Huangfu Xu and Yin Wuji, once the fight between the two got out of control, he would immediately kill Yin Wuji.

Fang Ning, Yu Cheng and Zeng Hui watched the two fight with worried faces, in case Huang Fuxu had something to lose, then all their efforts today would be in vain. It's just that they also know that although Huangfu Xu is a genius of the Huangfu family, he is too young, and he is afraid that he will not be a Yin Wuji opponent who has experienced a hundred battles at a higher level.

And the fight between Huang Fuxu and Yin Wuji is not as everyone imagined.

Yin Wuji's continuous luck turned the true qi in his body into a sharp sword qi and slashed towards Huang Fuxu, but no matter how hard he tried, the person on the other side seemed to be unaffected, but his momentum became stronger and stronger, and there was a tendency to overpower him.

A look of disbelief appeared on Yin Wuji's face, "How is that possible?"

Yes, he is now in the realm of the seventh layer of the day after tomorrow, and his true qi will inevitably exceed the realm of the sixth layer of the day after tomorrow of Huang Fu Xu, but in the hard-fought battle between the two sides, he does not have the advantage of being higher than the other party, but as time passes, his true qi consumption is increasing.

On the other hand, Huang Fuxu's face was indifferent with a hint of a smile, the palm knife stretched out was densely covered with red Shaoyang True Qi, and the strength on his body flowed freely, and he was comfortable in the competition with Yin Wuji, and he did not live up to the name of genius.

As time passed, Yin Wuji's face gradually became pale, and fine beads of sweat oozed out, and the palm of the knife was also trembling slightly, and the knife qi gradually weakened, not as domineering and sharp as it was at the beginning.

Zeng Hui looked at the scene in front of him with a shocked face, and was jealous of Huang Fuxu's martial arts in his heart, but he didn't expect that he not only had an amazing identity background, but even martial arts would overpower everyone.

He once fought with Yin Wuji, and Ben Lei's palm strength was crushed by the opponent's blood-killing sword qi with a single blow, and he knew that the other party's blood-killing knife qi was terrifying, and the kind of true sword qi that slashed the blood of the common people was not inferior to some of the secret books of the acquired realm.

It's just that now under the comparison of Huangfu Xu Shaoyang's true qi, the blood-killing sword qi is much more mediocre, after all, you can see the high and low just by looking at the expressions of the two people on the field.

The most important thing is that Huang Fuxu's Shaoyang energy has unconsciously risen to surging heat, and that kind of temperature is getting higher and higher with the passage of time, and it seems to be endless, just look at Yin Wuji's slightly scorched palm now.

At this moment, Yin Wuji's eyes flashed coldly, his withered yellow hair was windless, and the long knife in his hand made a sonorous sound, and he took back the palm knife and cut it down again, and a bloody aura of slaughter spread on his body, and rushed towards Huangfu Xu along his palm.

Huang Fuxu was also a little excited, the level just now was just ordinary for him, and it didn't arouse much interest in him, but now Yin Wuji has some swords in one, which suddenly makes him feel pressure, and such an opponent is worthy of his seriousness.

And just now he didn't use any martial arts, he just exerted the power of Shaoyang's true qi through the palm sword, and now, he is ready to really make a move.

Huang Fuxu withdrew the palm knife, and at the same time turned his palm into a finger and lightly pointed out, which seemed to be extremely slow, but in fact it was as fast as lightning.

Under the infusion of Shaoyang's true qi, the inner middle finger is like the morning sun is born, the great sun descends to the dust, and at the same time, a vigorous vitality spreads out, and the endless heat wave is surging like the tide of the great river, which is the Shaoyang fingering

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but light up, as if they saw a blood-red demon knife with an incomparable blade slaughtering the common people and a round of the great sun that emitted endless heat waves and light collided together, and in an instant, the entire Wangjiang Tower was shocked by this force. At the same time, many guests who were eating in Wangjiang Tower felt this fluctuation, and couldn't help but guess which two masters were fighting each other during the meal, and they were still in Wangjiang Tower.

Yin Wuji felt that his bloody sword qi was constantly being melted by Huang Fu Xu's Shaoyang fingers, and the corners of his mouth showed a trace of bitterness, he really didn't expect Shaoyang's true qi to be so powerful, he could burn his true qi, and this time he was defeated.

As soon as the sharpness of his heart was lost, the palm knife qi in his hand also shattered, and the momentum of his whole body like a demon god disappeared without a trace.

And Huang Fuxu also restrained the Shaoyang True Qi on his body, withdrew his Shaoyang Finger, and said with a faint smile, "Brother Yin, I have conceded." ”

Yin Wuji smiled bitterly, "Thank you Gongzi for your mercy, it's my self-help." I just don't know how much force you used just now?"

Huang Fuxu smiled and didn't speak, just stretched out the palm of his right hand, spread his fingers, and everyone present was a little speechless, fifty percent of their strength can defeat Yin Wuji, so aren't these people like waste in front of Huang Fuxu?

Could it be that the gap between the people of the big family and these ordinary martial artists is so big? I really can't believe it.

Only Liu Ping smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Young master, this is still a conservative statement." But you don't have to be discouraged, the young master of the Huangfu family is the top group of people, and it is normal to have this strength.

Also, although Yin Wuji's Blood Killing Divine Sword just now was sharp, it was obviously a little broken, otherwise it would never be just this extent. ”

Yin Wuji nodded, the Blood Killing God Knife was surging, and he practiced to the extreme to form a piece of blood river sword qi, the true qi was inexhaustible, and the sword qi was inexhaustible, not inferior to Shaoyang's true qi, but what he got was only a fragment, and he lost a lot of essence, so he was at a disadvantage in the battle with Huang Fuxu and finally lost.