"Two, you see, shall we?" Pan an glanced at Ye Nantian and Mu Qinghong at the same table.


    "We just met by chance. We can''t even talk about friends. Let''s not mix it up." Mu Qinghong frowned and didn''t want to go through the muddy water.


    "Let''s see first. I always think this Yang Fan is not simple. He''s really in danger later. We can stand up and help him and make a good relationship with him. Maybe it will be good for us in the future."


    Ye Nantian pondered that his accomplishments are not high, but he still has some eyesight. It can be seen that Yang Xuan is not as ordinary as his name. He must have a great background. If he can make friends with him, it will be greatly beneficial in the future.


    This is intuitive and extremely strong.


    "OK, listen to you." Pan an and Mu Qinghong nodded. Although they were not the same martial brothers with Ye Nantian, they had a life-long friendship with each other and had an excellent relationship. They always looked forward to Ye Nantian''s horse. Although they would offend Song Yun and Jinyang Hou''s house when they stood up to help, they were not afraid.


    Nie Bei was as if there were no one but Yang Xuan. His eyes narrowed slightly and emitted a sharp cold light. As he walked, he said, "boy, I Nie Bei never kill nobody. Please report your name quickly."


    The reason why he said this is obviously some fear of the forces behind Yang Xuan.


    In Nie Bei''s opinion, Yang xuanruo is really a loose repair. He would never dare to be so unscrupulous.


    Yang Xuan is a man of two generations. He is a standard human spirit. He doesn''t know the concerns in Nie Bei''s heart, but he doesn''t mean to expose his identity. He understates his face and says, "don''t ask, I''m a casual practitioner. There is no power behind me. You can rest assured and boldly kill me."


    Hearing the speech, many people were stunned. An old man who returned to the same place shook his head and said, "this son has the cultivation of heaven and earth at the age of about 20. His absolute origin is extraordinary. As long as he works hard, he will be able to do something in the future. Unfortunately, he is too young and frivolous. Today he is destined to pay a price for his arrogance."


    "People don''t despise and abuse young people, but they also have to look at people. Being arrogant in front of mixed yuan sect geniuses such as Nie Bei is humiliating." the old man''s companion said coldly.


    "Since you don''t say it, you don''t have to say it forever." Nie Bei snorted coldly, strode away, walked steadily, looked cold, and didn''t pay attention to Yang Xuan at all.


    "Have you finished the nonsense? Come and fight quickly." Yang Xuan stood tall. Even if Nie Bei strode close, he was not moved and impatient.


    Nie Bei opened his eyes angrily. His anger was raging, and his voice was as cold as ice: "one move will abolish you."


    Then he stepped on his feet, jumped up and rushed towards Yang Xuanfei.


    Compared with just now, his speed is as fast as thunder.


    "Give me a slap!"


    With a loud drink, he clapped his palm, turned Yuan Li into palm Gang, and strongly attacked Yang Xuan''s chest.


    This is the unique skill of the Hunyuan sect, the powerful Vajra palm, which is famous for its rigidity and domineering. One palm, supplemented by yuan power, is enough to crush mountains and is unparalleled in terror.


    One palm roared out, and the rumbling noise was extremely violent, like a mountain tsunami, and like thunder in a cloudless clear sky, which almost burst people''s eardrums.


    Many people had an illusion when they looked at Nie Bei. They just felt that he was like a powerful God and devil possessed, holding a mountain to smash mountains and rivers.


    "If you fight with me, you will only lose faster." Yang Xuan looked contemptuous and didn''t dodge. He blew out his palm, and Yuan force gushed up and shook Nie Bei''s powerful King Kong palm.


    Suddenly, two palms hit each other hard, and a huge noise broke out.


    In this loud noise, Nie BEIRU was struck by lightning. He felt a terrible force coming. His face immediately turned pale and hummed back seven or eight steps.


    "Nie Bei was repulsed!"


    "Shit, I''m not dazzled."


    Seeing that Nie Bei was shaken back by Yang Xuan, many people couldn''t help shouting a series of exclamations.


    "What kind of bullshit genius of the mixed yuan sect, you only have this ability?" Yang Xuan disdained to smile and made great strides to pursue him. He didn''t use any secret skills. His palms were cut and split. Each blow was supplemented by yuan power. The destructive power was amazing and fast as lightning.


    Bang bang!!!


    Nie Bei confronts passively, attacks with both palms, and uses the Vajra palm to resist.


    However, no matter how powerful the power of Da Li Vajra palm is, it is difficult to compete with Yang Xuan.


    However, in a short period of time, Nie Bei couldn''t stop it. He retreated seven or eight meters, and several strands of red blood spilled from the corners of his mouth. Yang Xuan''s palm power was in a mess. Every time he fought, he felt like he was colliding with a head Tyrannosaurus Rex, which shook his internal organs and organs, which was very uncomfortable.


    The people present were shocked and inexplicable. Before the war, they didn''t expect Nie Bei to be beaten by Yang Xuan.


    "Boy, you''ve angered me." at this time, Nie Bei was furious and opened his mouth and gave an earth shaking drink.


    This is the Bihai Shengchao of the Hunyuan sect. It is a powerful Sonic Secret skill. To practice this secret skill, you need super talent and excellent understanding. Although Nie Bei''s cultivation in the Hunyuan sect is not very high, it is precisely because he has practiced Bihai Shengchao that he is known as a genius and is deeply valued by the top level of the sect.


    Boom! Boom! Boom!!!


    With a violent drink, he spit out a large force in his mouth.


    As soon as this yuan force came out, it rose in the wind, like a raging tide in the ocean. The fluctuation was vast and breathtaking, and swept away towards Yang Xuan.


    "This is the blue sea generating tide of the Hunyuan school!" someone shouted and recognized Nie Bei''s unique skill of the Hunyuan school.


    "The blue sea generates the tide. It''s extremely powerful. It''s impossible to prevent it. That boy will lose." someone asserted that Yang Xuan''s defeat is settled.


    "It''s a good secret skill. Unfortunately, it''s useless for me. Break it." there were many noises in the audience, but Yang Xuan didn''t lose his square inch. He pointed his right hand into a sword and cut forward. In an instant, a sword Qi several meters big roared out.


    This sword burst out a bright light of red gold. It is extremely concise and emits the power of tearing everything and destroying everything.


    Obviously, this is the intention of killing the sword. With the blessing of the will of kendo, the power of sword Qi increases exponentially, and it''s easy to kill the enemy by leaps.


    "This sword spirit!?"


    "Sword meaning, the sword spirit contains terrible sword meaning!"


    The crowd''s eyes were cold, and some of the older martial artists were surprised to see what had happened.


    At the same time, there was only a crisp sound. The sword cut open the blue sea of the Hunyuan sect like cutting tofu, and roared to Nie Bei.


    Nie Bei''s pupils shrunk violently, and he couldn''t help showing a trace of panic. He had no time to think more. He withdrew quickly, and at the same time, he operated his whole body''s yuan force. With a powerful move, the Vajra palm burst out and hit the sword Qi.


    Click!


    The sound of bone fracture sounded, and the red blood flew in disorder. Nie Bei couldn''t stop retreating. There was a blood mouth with deep visible bones between the fingers of his right palm. One right hand was almost cut off by the sword gas. The bone was cracked and the flesh was broken, and the blood was drenched.


    "It''s really terrible to stimulate the sword spirit with the sword idea, which is comparable to the sharp weapon of divine soldiers!" many older martial artists looked at Yang Xuan in shock. The young man was so powerful that he understood the sword idea in his early twenties. Looking at the world, there are only a few people who can understand the sword idea at this age.


    But now, there is one in front of them.


    Fu Gongyang''s eyes also solidified. His old face was as gloomy as a fierce ghost. Obviously, he didn''t expect Yang Xuan to be so powerful.


    "Waste, didn''t you threaten to abolish me?" with a sneer, Yang Xuan''s body rushed in a straight line, like a vigorous cheetah, came to Nie Bei in an instant, grabbed Nie Bei''s hand, slapped him in the face, hit him dizzy, several front teeth fell off and flew more than ten meters away.


    Bang when!!!


    The sound of wine glasses falling from the ground came, and many people were tongue tied and shouted in their hearts that it was impossible.


    It was only a long time, more than ten seconds at most. Nie Bei was defeated. He failed so miserably. Even if he became a blue sea, it was difficult to hurt Yang Xuan. Finally, he was slapped by Yang Xuan.


    "Is this true?" someone almost dropped his eyes.


    This is incredible!


    A brilliant young master of the mixed yuan sect, who was a genius in heaven and man, was defeated by a boy who had just entered heaven and man. He was slapped and flew out. He had almost no resistance.


    "Upright son, you deserve to die." Fu Gongyang''s face turned black, his veins jumped on his forehead, and even his beard and hair stood up angrily.


    I will never forgive you!


    Absolutely unforgivable!


    It doesn''t matter that Yang Xuan slaps Nie Bei in front of the people in the world, but Nie Bei is a genius of their mixed yuan sect. Yang Xuan slaps Nie Bei in the face, which is tantamount to hitting them in the face of the mixed yuan sect. Fu Gongyang, as an elder of the mixed Yuan sect, witnessed all this with his own eyes. He was so ashamed and angry that he almost killed Yang Xuan.


    "The old man is a bird. If you are not afraid of the jokes of the world, you can kill me yourself." Yang Xuan sneered. He has a flying boat, but he can escape at any time. Moreover, he doesn''t think Fu Gongyang is shameless enough to dare to take the risk of being laughed at by the world.


    "You..." Dugu Aotian tried to vomit blood, but in full view of the public, he really couldn''t tear down his face and shot at a young man who had just entered the world of heaven and man.


    "Don''t you, my, if you want to be upset, you can send some so-called talented disciples of your Hunyuan sect to fight with me." Yang Xuan said loudly.


    "Boy, you want to die."


    "Kill him together."


    There were many disciples of Hunyuan sect present. When they heard Yang Xuan''s words, they were all furious and shouted to kill Zhentian.


    "Don''t move, I''ll kill him myself." Nie Bei''s eyes were full of ferocious blood. He pulled out his sword and roared, "little beast, I''ll break you into pieces."


    Yang Xuangang just slapped down and couldn''t help recalling his painful memories.


    Once upon a time, he was in Yanyu lake and was slapped in the face by Yang Xuan under the eyes of countless people.


    Today, he was slapped in the face again. He was slapped in the face by a boy who had just entered the world in front of all the heroes in the world.


    He has been able to imagine that after today, he will become the laughing stock of countless people again and lose his face.