Without waiting for Wan Liufeng to answer, Qin Yan took the lead in attacking with one punch. Wan Liufeng had already prepared, and still raised his palms to greet him.

Gang Qi and Demon Flame collided, silently, but the figures of the two shook at the same time. The power that was enough to destroy the entire mountain cliff gathered in this fist palm, devouring and impacting each other, and did not spread under the exquisite control of the two people, and it was like a storm crashing on the shore, and they could not hold each other for a while. Qin Yan's punch smashed firmly, and the force of the shock made his own wrists a little numb. Wan Liufeng relied on the help of the devil behind him and took his punch hard, which must have been even more uncomfortable.

"Good boy, dare to meet Young Master Ben's fist, Young Master Ben will let you take enough!" Qin Yan scolded angrily, and smashed his left hand with another punch. Wan Liufeng is also a stubborn and ruthless person, and he also uses his left hand to make a hard connection. As soon as the two came into contact, it was like two mountains colliding together, and their bodies trembled again.

Another sturdy hard touch, even with the help of the devil, Wan Liufeng also showed an inexhaustible appearance, and his body was pushed backwards. He hurriedly took a step back, withdrew his hands, and after taking a breath, he changed his tactics, no longer fighting with Qin Yan, but instead fighting around Qin Yan's guerrilla warfare.

For a moment, I saw the shadows of the fists in the sky overlapping each other, the red smoke and the dark black flames were violently intertwined, the blood and the dark screams devoured and dissolved, and thousands of fist shadows shuttled and burst between the two, like gorgeous flowers blooming in anger.

In the sensory world of the two of them, the world around them was obscured by blood-colored smoke and faint black flames in the crevices. With each of their battles, the crimson smoke and deep fireworks expanded regularly, tightly intertwined, as if swallowed by a desolate beast. The two of them are fighting faster and faster, the figures are intertwined, all kinds of boxing skills and physical flexibility have reached the limit, and each picture presents a variety of difficult postures, if anyone is lucky enough to watch, they will be suffocated by this scene.

A moment later, thousands of moves had been exchanged in the field, and the two figures finally separated. Qin Yan stood in the middle of the platform, while Wan Liufeng retreated to the cliff before he could stand firmly. He looked at Qin Yan, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice: "Happy!"

Happy, indeed happy, but Qin Yan didn't have much time left. In two minutes at most, he would be beaten back to his original form, and even more miserable. At this time, he had to admit that this Wan Liufeng did have the qualifications to be called the first master of the younger generation, if he met him in his usual state, he was afraid that he would not even be able to hold out with a flick of his fingers.

"Hahahaha, you kid is good, you are qualified to die in the hands of this young master. Young Master Ben is a little annoyed by the fight, so he will use the next trick to solve you, so that you can lose convincingly!"

Wan Liufeng snorted coldly: "What a big breath!" There were so many words, he saw Qin Yan put on a peculiar posture, and his face couldn't help but show a solemn look.

Qin Yan faced him, stretched out a fist extremely slowly, and gently and skillfully leaned towards Wanliufeng.

Wan Liufeng silently stared at this simple punch, and suddenly felt a dead silence in his ears, and the world in his vision gradually dimmed. There was a loud bang in his head, like a mountain crashing and the earth cracking, and he only felt that a high mountain that covered the heavens and the earth in front of him was tilting in an instant, and the next moment he was about to remove his little ant from the world.

The slowly pushed fist enlarged sharply in front of his eyes, obscuring the sky and the sun, and his vision was dim. The only thing he could do was raise his arms and fold them in front of his chest.

With a bang, even the demon soul couldn't stop the power of this punch, and Wan Liufeng's body was hit by this punch and flew away from the rock, stepping into the air under his feet, and falling down the cliff.

He was still in mid-air, and suddenly there was a sharp sound of wind in his ears, and the red blood mist came into view, and Qin Yan had already chased after him from above.

"You're still not convinced?" Qin Yan shouted in his mouth, and swung down another punch.

Wan Liufeng's body trembled violently, lightning and thunder roared in his ears, and his vision was covered by red mist. At this moment, the pride of him also had the intention of breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat, facing the boundless blood mist above, and brazenly launched his palms.

"Click!" the sound of bones breaking came to his ears clearly, and his arms were completely unconscious from the blow, and he didn't even feel pain. His body fell into the jungle like a dead leaf, and a single step on the wet/soft ground turned the momentum of the fall into a retreat.

He finally despaired, and the only thought left in his mind was to escape.

Qin Yan caught up from behind, and his smug laughter sounded like a devil's chant in Wanliufeng: "Want to run?"

Final Blow!

In the darkness, the thunder rushed, and the light of that moment flowed from heaven and earth, through the heart of the ten thousand winds, and from the depths of his soul came the sound of shattering...... The mere precursor to the attack caused him to suffer a heavy blow and open his mouth to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

However, just as that blow was about to strike, it suddenly stopped abruptly halfway.

Qin Yan's figure froze suddenly. He felt the surging power in his body receding like a tidal wave, and the sharp pain and the feeling of exhaustion and weakness followed, making his body begin to be a little disobedient. The amount of strength expended by using the Imperial Weapon Technique to control his own fists was unusually high, and the sacrifice technique that should have lasted for two minutes was only to end early after three punches.

In his short time, the Wanliufeng in front of him had already run away.

"Okay, it's rare that Young Master Ben is in a good mood today, so let's let you live!" he muttered, hurriedly turned around, and used the last bit of strength in his body to jump, jumping directly into the air hundreds of meters and falling onto the rock platform.

This time, the body was finally emptied. Qin Yan lay on his back on the rock, his whole body so weak that he could barely move.

Yu Hanyan was not far in front of him, lying motionless, and he didn't know how long he was going to sleep. If Wan Liufeng kills him back at this time, he will find that the Tianyuan master who forced him to be embarrassed has now become a lamb to the slaughter.

Qin Yan closed his eyes, only to feel that the sky was spinning, and boundless darkness swept in, he couldn't stay up any longer, so he fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was dusk. As soon as he opened his eyes, a slender back was reflected in his field of vision. Yu Hanyan stood on the edge of the cliff with his back to him, Bai Shengsheng's right arm exposed, and he was carrying the corpse of the Black Sun Bat and fiddling with something.

"Teacher, sister-" As soon as Qin Yan opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was extremely hoarse, as if something was blocked in his throat, and his pronunciation was also vague. He coughed a few times, but it still didn't get better.

Yu Hanyan noticed his voice, she casually threw the corpse of the Black Sun Bat off the cliff, turned around and walked quickly to Qin Yan, and handed over two dark bat claws: "You woke up." This thing is for you. ”

Qin Yan didn't even have the strength to get up at this time, so how could he have the time to pick up the pair of claws. He reluctantly shook his head and said in a hoarse voice, "No, you can keep it for yourself." ”

"This 'Broken Moon Claw' is the best material for refining weapons, don't you really want it? My family has already taken the Wuri cloak of the stinky bat, but I'm embarrassed to take advantage of you again. ”

Only then did Qin Yan see the pink light gauze scarf with the Black Sun Bat around her neck, which was probably the legendary Wuri cloak. For such a coveted fetish, he had no envy. He had always only believed in the power he had cultivated, and he was not much interested in the so-called artifacts, elixirs, and other foreign objects. Of course, these things can temporarily increase combat effectiveness, but relying too much on external objects will cause oneself to slack, so that it is difficult to climb the supreme avenue. Compared to these things, he found the Dao Fa/Gong of each sect to be more attractive. In the world, all kinds of Taoism, even if it is only the most basic introductory method, can also allow him to confirm his own limitations and value, isn't it much stronger than that cloak and claws?

So he just shook his head: "Senior sister can keep it for herself." If you don't want to go, why don't you give me some guidance on my martial arts when you have time. "Young Master Ben is very interested in your dream illusion technique!

Yu Hanyan obviously didn't believe what he said, a look of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he said tentatively: "You don't want this treasure, are you afraid that my family will see wealth and harm your life?"