More and more high-level martial arts officials from all sides began to pay attention to the big battle in the ring, and the name Ye Chuyi, all of a sudden, really spread inside and outside the entire Huaxia Star Domain. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And at this time, in the ring, the crimson pure yang light and the bright golden light reflected each other, whether it was Ye Chuyi or Qiu Shixin, the momentum on his body gradually accumulated.

The confrontation between the two sides became more and more intense, and the collision between the momentum continued to explode like a wave of sparks.

Under such an astonishing momentum, anyone knows that once the two of them make a move, it will inevitably be an earth-shattering shock, and even the entire gymnasium will become silent.

Rumble!

The bright spear, accumulating momentum to the limit, Qiu Shixin took the lead, and the unicorn under him seemed to be stepping on time, and in one step, it had already crossed a distance of more than ten meters, charging towards Ye Chuyi at an unparalleled speed.

And on Qiu Lionheart's riding spear, a light streamer, along the tip of the spear, brought out a streamer tail like a heavenly maiden scattered flowers, and gradually enveloped Qiu Lionheart alone and on a horse.

The light is shining and the demons are retreating!

It is not the upright and square of Western knight martial arts, nor the sacredness and solemnity of Western religious martial arts, but a kind of righteous and peaceful grandeur.

The annexation of Buddhism is round, and there are also Western-style edges and corners, and at a glance, there is quite a Confucian meaning.

But in fact, unlike these, this is Qiu Shixin's own martial arts, pure and bright, extremely brilliant, a shot is stabbed, as if the entire ring space has been ignited.

Boom!

There is no way to dodge or defend against this kind of attack, because the light is pervasive and pervasive.

The long knife was upside down, and the crimson waterfall seemed to go up against the sky, it was the qi and blood light on Ye Chuyi's body that was domineering to the limit, pure yang without casting, and fierce to the extreme.

Just at the end of this masculine approach, a long wind swept through, and soon all of Ye Chuyi's red qi and blood light was swept into it, turning into a tornado storm that was two meters wide and more than ten meters long.

The hard-hitting collision, light and wind and fire, exploded in the void, and layers of spatial ripples rippled in the void, and silver-white space barriers disappeared at once.

Ding Ding Ding!

In an instant, the strength of the two sides was equal, the tip of the spear and the sword, like a cold star in the sky, like a long river rolling, in the void again crazy collision.

The tip of the needle is against the wheat mang, and the sparks that burst out are like a rain of fire, burning the air in the ring and falling to the ground, and wisps of green smoke rise from the alloy ring.

In the blink of an eye, this is the strongest offensive means between Ye Chuyi and Qiu Shixin under the exhaustion of their strength.

Rumble!

The huge wave of air swept towards the light curtain of the ring in all directions like a tsunami churning.

The red color on Ye Chuyi's body disappeared, and the red dragon horse under his crotch dissipated into the void like a broken porcelain bottle, leaving only Ye Chuyi holding a long knife upside down and standing on a horse.

Under Ye Chuyi's crotch, although the blood dragon horse is lifelike, it is not a real war horse after all, but the ultimate embodiment of Ye Chuyi's blood power, after a series of all-out outbursts, it will finally dissipate.

On the other side, Qiu Lion's heart, who was also weak and lost his light, rode his horse to another open space in the ring, and constantly used the remaining internal qi in his body to help the unicorn under his crotch comb the injuries in his body.

Ye Chuyi is a super potential stock that has cultivated the peak of the day after tomorrow to the extreme, and the power of the confrontation between the two can be borne by both sides, but the unicorn under Qiu Lion's heart seat is simply unable to withstand the explosion and crushing of this power, tossing and writhing under Qiu Lion's body, obviously having received a lot of trauma.

"Before this wildebeest really grows up, I'm afraid your knighthood has reached its limit!"

Qiu Shixin's mount failed, and Ye Chuyi did not take the opportunity to press it up in a nest and continue to fight against Qiu Lionheart, but looked at Qiu Shixin with a pity on his face.

"If the heart of light is there, the knighthood will not fall!"

Qiu Lionheart was very good to his mount, and after a while of appeasing, he used the space props to bring the unicorn into the alien dimension, and came to Ye Chuyi again.

"Again?"

Ye Chuyi carried the long knife on his shoulder very casually, raised his eyebrows at Qiu Shixin and said.

"The opponent is rare, if I can't have a good fight, I'm afraid that my martial arts heart will be dusted!"

Qiu Shixin smiled, like a prince who came out of the sun, and under the hook of a smile, thousands of women screamed wildly in the gymnasium.

"Damn, it's hard for me to be as handsome as you, watch the fight!"

Thousands of girls fell for it, as a bachelor, Ye Chuyi's jealousy in his heart was indescribable, so he simply rushed into the air like a cannonball, raised his hand, and slashed down with a force.

As the so-called momentum is unstoppable, although Ye Chuyi and Qiu Shixin have initially realized the path of martial arts, but after all, the two of them are only martial artists in the acquired realm, and they can burst out a wave of peak attacks after accumulating momentum, but it is impossible to really maintain that state of general momentum all the time.

The eagle soared into the sky, and one after another fierce sword lights, like pouring rain, slashed towards Qiu Shixin.

Thirty-six slashes of the wind, this is a new martial arts killing move improvised by Ye Chuyi who fused Tian Boguang's wind knife technique with the Yingyan killing momentum.

The knife is like a river, and the knife light is like a waterfall.

Thirty-six knives in a row, each knife was as fast as lightning and slashed down, and each knife almost carried nearly 10,000 catties of violent force.

This is a truth that Tian Boguang has realized all his life, with a knife, as long as he is fast enough, ruthless enough, and domineering enough, he is already very close to invincibility.

The knife was like thunder, and the continuous bombardment was above Qiu Lionheart's empty head.

Boom Boom!

In terms of physical fitness alone, Qiu Shixin has been polishing in the acquired realm for several years, and has used all kinds of heavenly and earthly treasures to refine his body, even in terms of Ye Chuyi, it is definitely not the same.

However, it is slightly inferior to Ye Chuyi, although Qiu Shixin has a longitudinal posture and endless resources to squander, but he does not have a set of exercises that can really tap the potential of the physical body, such as the Twelve True Form Gong.

Without a physical body god hidden, Qiu Lion's heart is far from being comparable to Ye Chuyi in terms of recovery strength and durability.

Hurriedly responding, the spear in his hand danced into a ball of golden light, splashing water, tightening a heartstring, Qiu Shixin completely put all the spiritual sense around his body, and with difficulty blocked Ye Chuyi's thirty-six swords.

However, just when Qiu Shixin thought that he could breathe a sigh of relief, with an inadvertent glance, Qiu Shixin saw a smile on the corner of Ye Chuyi's mouth, and suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Rumble!

The Dragon and Tiger Great Seal, followed by the Thirty-six Slashes of the Wind, was a form-intent-killing move that Ye Chuyi blasted out with one hand after becoming more and more familiar with the power of the true form.

The dragon roared and the tiger roared, the wind and clouds were turbulent, and under the superposition of attributes, a violent lightning strike was contained in the dragon and tiger seal, and it was smashed towards Qiu Shixin.

Roar!

Ye Chuyi shot one after another, and Qiu Lionheart could only insist on attacking.

In the face of the extremely violent Dragon and Tiger Great Seal, Qiu Shixin's chest rose and fell sharply, and when he opened his mouth suddenly, there was an incomparably violent sound wave of internal qi, forming layers of qi waves, submerging the Dragon and Tiger Great Seal in the void.

The roar of the lion king, the wrath of King Arthur.

This is a sonic technique in the Arthur family that is as famous as the Zen Shaolin Lion's Roar, and even the name is strikingly similar.

With a furious roar, people could even clearly see that behind Qiu Lionheart, a vision of the lion king with a golden mane flashed like a sea of clouds.

"Hey, hey!"

The Great Seal of the Dragon and Tiger shattered in the continuous waves of sound waves, but at this time, Ye Chuyi's whole person had already jumped into the sky at one time, hehe smiled, and under the sun, a long knife was shining.

Thirty-six slashes of the wind!

Ye Chuyi's routine, which was always so simple and rude, was extremely force-consuming, and once again it suddenly burst into the sky, and the sharp sword light slashed through the sound waves in the sky, turning them into thunderous strikes, and slashed on top of Qiu Shixin's head again.

Boom!

To everyone's surprise, under this kind of adversity, I saw Qiu Shixin's face ugly, rubbing his hands, and the originally slender riding spear changed instantly, turning into two broadswords dancing in the void, blocking Ye Chuyi's sky-wide sword light.

After another hard slash of the wind, Qiu Lionheart was forced back dozens of meters away from the ring.

"You're such a scoundrel, do you dare to change your tactics?"

For the first time in his life, Qiu Shixin was forced to be so embarrassed, each holding a deformed broadsword in each hand, his chest heaved sharply, and he scolded Ye Chu with a helpless face.

"A small family, I haven't learned many martial arts, and I can't compare to you as a local tyrant full of luxurious equipment, if it weren't for your tortoise shell hard armor and strange spear, I will give you another set of Thirty-six Slashes of the Wind, and you will be almost the same!"

Two successive slashes of the wind and thirty-six slashes could not completely break through the opponent's defense, and Ye Chuyi knew that no matter how hard he tried his mind to force with killing moves, it would not have much effect, so he simply said with a smile on his face.