Although the Mai man on the street is dozens of zhang away from Yang Xian in the courtyard, and there is a courtyard wall two feet high between the two, when the big man marches towards the compound, the wall between the two cannot block the "gaze" of each other "looking at each other". Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The shapes of both sides are clearly displayed in their respective minds.

The streets were full of people, but after the sackcloth man stood up from the wonton stall, the crowd on the street suddenly became "small".

It seems that at this moment, the big man in sackcloth has become a giant who stands up to the sky, but the crowd on the street suddenly became smaller, and he became an ant-like existence around the giant.

When the Mai man spoke, the entire lively street was silent for a while, and the exclamations began to sound, and all the people who came and went suddenly had an inexplicable huge fear in their hearts at the same time, and everyone became panicked at this moment, with the Mai man as the center, they dispersed to both sides of the street, and the screams became farther and farther away, gradually becoming inaudible.

The Mai man laughed, and after dispersing everyone on the street, he began to stride.

"Boom!"

After he stepped on the ground with one step, the entire Kapok City seemed to tremble, and a rumbling sound sounded from the ground of the entire city, and a series of exclamations could be heard in the distance.

"Bang!"

Just after the big man took the first step, among the Heavenly Mandate Cultists who were unable to act in the courtyard where Yang Xian was located, one of them was suddenly shocked off the ground by a huge force, and then exploded into a cloud of blood mist in midair.

This blood mist seemed to be bound by a strange force, and it did not dissipate in the air, quietly suspended in the void, swaying with the wind, like a strange bloody flower.

"Bang bang bang!"

As the big man continued to walk, the immobile Heavenly Mandate Cultists in the entire courtyard were successively bounced into the air by a huge force, and then exploded.

The blood mist continued to bloom in the middle of the courtyard, revealing a cruel and bloody strange beauty under the reflection of the sun.

"Sect Master, spare your life!"

"Sect Master, spare your life!"

Seeing the disciples around them being shaken into a cloud of blood mist one after another, the faces of the remaining Heavenly Mandate Cultists all showed horror and despair from the bottom of their hearts.

Then these people turned their eyes to Yang Xian, and their eyes showed pleading, as if they wanted Yang Xian to stop this violent act of the Mai man.

Yang Xian was indifferent to the gaze of these disciples, as early as when he and the Mai man "looked at each other", under the traction of the qi of both sides, he had no time to care about other things, and all his spirit was gathered on the Mai man who was stepping on.

Every time this sackclothed man took a step, one of the Heavenly Mandate Cultists in the courtyard would explode and die in the air.

There were a total of one hundred and three Heavenly Mandate Cultists in the entire courtyard, and when this sackclothed man walked from across the long street to the front of the courtyard wall, it took exactly one hundred and three steps, not a single step, but also a lot of steps.

At this time, the entire courtyard was already shrouded in blood mist in mid-air, and the sunlight passed through the blood mist, reflecting the entire courtyard into a cloud of blood.

In the courtyard, Yang Xian carried his hands expressionlessly, his long hair was windless, his feet slowly left the ground under the inexplicable strength, and his whole body was slowly suspended in mid-air three feet above the ground.

Beside him, there was a blood-colored mist formed by the explosion of the human body.

The big man in Mai, who had already walked to the courtyard wall, took his one hundred and fourth step.

The courtyard wall in front of him cracked open and moved to both sides as he walked, dragging two deep marks on the ground like two long gates, but they did not collapse.

When this big man in sackcloth walked before, although the movement was very great, the speed was extremely slow, but when he stepped through the crack formed by the courtyard wall, his whole body suddenly became a lightning bolt, one moment he was still outside the wall, and the next moment he had arrived in front of Yang Xian, who was floating in the middle of the courtyard.

A giant palm that was almost twice as large as ordinary people in Huang Yingying, as if it had appeared from another space, slapped at the top of Yang Xian's head.

"Boom!"

The hundreds of blood mist floating in the entire courtyard suddenly formed blood-colored arrows at the moment when the big man stepped into the courtyard, and when the big man's palm slapped on the top of Yang Xian's head, these arrows pierced the void at the same time and shot at Yang Xian in mid-air from all angles.

Yang Xian's face remained unchanged, and his right hand, which was originally behind him, suddenly appeared in front of him, and suddenly slammed into the chest of the big man in sackcloth who rushed in front of him, but he ignored the huge palm he slapped on the top of his head.

The Mai man had a strange feeling at the moment when Yang Xian's fist slammed into him: before his palm hit the top of Yang Xian's head, Yang Xian's fist would hit him first.

This feeling is mysterious, but the Mai man is convinced of it.

For the first time, his face fluctuated, as if he didn't believe it, as if he was surprised, and it seemed like a look of understanding that should have been so.

The giant palm that the big man in sackcloth slapped at the top of Yang Xian's head suddenly recovered, instantly reached his chest, and then met Yang Xian's fist.

Fists and palms struck, an invisible wave swept through the entire compound, and the hundreds of blood-colored arrows that shot at Yang Xian in mid-air suddenly dissipated and annihilated in front of this fluctuation, disappearing, and then a huge sound sounded from the courtyard, shaking the entire Kapok City.

"The earth dragon has turned over!"

In the city of Kapok, the people of the whole city, who were shocked by the shock, panicked and ran out of the house one after another, screaming in alarm.

Dozens of houses in the compound collapsed and scattered, and several large trees planted in the courtyard also exploded into pieces of debris in an instant, flying in all directions.

The moment Yang Xian and Mai Han fought in the entire compound, they had already dissipated without a trace, but there was a big pit on the ground, and there was a trace of water arching out of the ground.

After a punch was blasted out, Yang Xian's independent void stood still, but the big man in Mai on the opposite side had retreated dozens of feet away at some point.

"Good, good, good!"

The big man in sackcloth coughed and laughed, blood gurgling out of his mouth, "Yang Xian!

He slowly landed on the ground and slowly stepped back, "Don't die too soon!"

He smiled and said, "There are still a lot of old guys waiting for you ahead!"

Yang Xian was independent of the void, his right hand trembled slightly, and a trace of blood dripped down from the corner of his lips, "Blood Demon Prince He, it really deserves its name!"

This big man in sackcloth is the only half-step grandmaster he has seen in his life, and this person seems to be able to take the last step at any time and obtain the position of great grandmaster, but this last step, he doesn't want to take it too early anyway, as if he is still desperately accumulating and has other ambitions.

This is the first time Yang Xian has been injured after so many fights.

After looking up at Yang Xian, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth in the air, the big man in sackcloth suddenly let out a long roar, and his body retreated, "Brother Yang, how difficult the road ahead is, take care!"

"That's what it feels like to be hurt!"

Seeing Prince He retreat away, Yang Xian suddenly let out a sigh, his body slowly fell to the ground, and when he landed, he suddenly stumbled and almost stood unsteadily.

Yang Xian's body shook and exclaimed loudly, "Blood Demon Dafa, amazing!"

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

A sword light, as if it appeared from another world, seemed to cross the distance of time and space, the sword light lit up, and the sword blade had already reached Yang Xian's eyebrows!