"Since that's the case, I'll give Xin a collapse, collapse, collapse, collapse!"

Xin Lan drank loudly, used all his strength, relied on the technique of wind induction, through his own fists, and used boxing as the foundation, the power of the word collapse was fully exerted, as if the change in an instant, it was already in the body of Yewucheng.

The power of the collapse of the word, with the momentum of a routing mountain, jumped into the sky like a rainbow, no matter how strong the concentration of the night city is, the power that keeps collapsing in the body directly hurts his internal organs and everything in his heart.

He frowned, endured the pain, and had no intention of governing the inside.

Ye Wucheng's eyes were slightly red, staring at Xin Lan, and his output power was getting stronger and stronger, but his face was getting paler and paler, and his breath was weak.

"Ye Mou respects you as a cultivator, a proud son of your peers, you may be pretentious, but it's okay, but right now, you're a little too much!"

Nightless City's words sound peaceful, but there is a forbearance in it.

The time of the Wind Induction Technique passed quickly, and if it was like this for now, when the night Wucheng recovered, the two of them would fight, and the victory would be inseparable.

"It's too much! Why is it too much, Xin is here to challenge Your Excellency, but you have no city at night and pretend to be high, and you also say that Xin is pretentious, do you really think that Xin needs these means to attack you!"

Xin Lan said, the whole person took a step forward, and punched forward.

Bang!

With the crackling roar, the void in front of Xin Lan's eyes changed, and a suction force was revealed from it, absorbing some changes around it, flowers and trees.

"Collapse, mountain!"

Xin Lan let out a loud shout.

In front of him, a huge mountain appeared out of thin air, on which there were three peaks, the peaks condensed together, forming a vast mountain, with its appearance, it set off a burst of changes.

The surrounding aura frantically condensed towards the mountain, the grass and trees withered in an instant, with the injection of these things, the void mountain suddenly became a little more real, and at a vague glance, it already had sixty percent of the truth.

"Xin's mountain, from Tianchen Sect, is my Tianxing Qingxuan Mountain!"

Xin Lan's eyes were full of reminiscence, remembering the scenes he had spent with his master on Xuanqing Mountain before, a hundred years in a flash, time flies, time flies, and the changes are a little fast, but in his memory, these can never be forgotten.

This spell was seen on the fragment, with his own spell, the mountain collapse fist was operated to a certain extent, and a mountain could be conjured with one punch, and this mountain was the holy mountain in the heart of the caster.

One mountain, one memory, one mountain, one world.

Xinlan's mountain, carrying his feelings for Xuanqing's life, drove the soul of Xuanqing Mountain, and it was he who took the memories to completely refine this Xuanqing Mountain to form today's mountain.

His gaze has always been soft, this softness is not the love for Ouyang Xue'er, nor the longing for relatives, nor the love for the world, but the warmth he feels in Tianchen Sect.

This warmth, from his master Xuanqing, has been silently accompanied for thirty years, and this mountain has silently accompanied him throughout his life, from birth to the present, until now, he has conjured it up with his inner obsession.

"Tianchen Xuanqing Mountain, suppress this person for Xin. ”

Xin Lan looked at the mountain in front of him and said with a sharp voice.

Even if it is the illusory mountain that condenses sixty percent, the power that erupts is also shocking, and it carries Xin Lan's emotions and the obsession of Xin Lan's life...

Boom!

The light emitted by the huge mountain fell from the sky and suppressed the body of the night without a city, but it was not completely suppressed.

Ye Wucheng, as one of the top ten powerhouses in Tianfang City, how could he be an idle person, and now, he can no longer back down, if he continues like this, he is likely to be suppressed to death by the other party.

As a monk, he is extremely sensitive to Lingwei's feelings, although the mountain in front of him is not a real mountain, but when it presses on his body, there is a feeling that he can't move at all, and now, maybe it's because of Xin Lan's lack of cultivation that he has the opportunity to move.

If Xin Lan's cultivation is stronger, he can completely suppress the other party.

"How can you suppress my night without a city, hum, the mountain of tatters, tonight night will make you a pile of rubble. ”

Ye Wucheng's big hand flipped over, only to see a small square cloth fly out, the wind rose, and in an instant turned into a very large cloth, on the contrary, it was going to press the mountain on Ye Wucheng's body, to wrap it.

Cha!

Seeing the sound of breaking, the cloth was completely broken, which made Ye Wucheng's face sink, this cloth was already the best magic weapon in his storage bag, and at the moment, it really surprised him.

"A broken mountain hammer in the night, a hammer can shatter your broken mountain!"

Ye Wucheng smiled, took out another hammer, and hammered it towards Tianchen Xuanqing Mountain, but he didn't see any change in the mountain, which made Ye Wucheng's face sink again.

Unless he takes it back himself, it will be difficult for it to be broken unless it is broken.

"Brother Night, this hammer is good, Xin wants it!"

Xin Lan glanced at Ye Wucheng and took the hammer in Ye Wucheng's hand.

There was no city at night, looking at Xin Lan with incredulity in his eyes.

As a cultivator of the Eightfold Cave Realm, his personal things were taken away in front of others, and if it was spread out, it would probably be a big joke.

If Yewucheng hadn't been suppressed, Xin Lan might not have been able to take the hammer from Yewucheng's hands, but right now, he had been suppressed, and his strength was limited, unless Yewucheng could break this restriction.

"Xin Lan, don't go too far. ”

Night Wucheng stared at Xin Lan, angry in his heart.

He also wanted to go out immediately, but now that his cultivation was suppressed, he could only play a part of it, and if he couldn't leave for a long time, he might be difficult to leave here.

"Brother Night's storage bag is bulging, there should be a lot of treasures in it, Xin wants the same. ”

Xin Lan waved her hand and took away Ye Wucheng's storage bag, and said with a smile.

Before Ye Wucheng came back to his senses, the storage bag had already disappeared, and Ye Wucheng reacted, and the whole person suddenly sank, and the anger of the whole person seemed to have reached the extreme.

In the storage bag, there is the wealth of his life, the magic weapon obtained in his life, if it is taken away by Xin Lan, his strength will drop by at least forty percent, and at that time, he, the top ten powerhouse, I am afraid that he will have to be replaced.

"Xin Lan, I have to admit that you have completely angered Ye. ”

Ye Wucheng's voice was cold, he stood up with one foot, stepped on the land outside, and suddenly stood up, the suppressed power all over his body had a quick recovery in an instant, and the whole person was like a rainbow.

But he also endured the power of repression, endlessly, but the pain in his heart was even stronger, even more than the pain brought by the repression.