"One punch hurt Beiming Prefecture!" many people were stunned. The fight has only lasted half a minute. No one thought that the young Tianjiao, a true disciple of the mixed yuan sect who returned to the same territory, could not defeat Yang Xuan''s punch, especially Yang Xuan''s punch clearly did not use yuan force.
It''s amazing that a young man in heaven and man''s territory shocked and injured a young genius returning to the same territory just by his physical fist power.
"That''s awesome!" manba, Shi Yu, Luo Cheng and others were surprised. They just felt their blood boiling and their heart of martial arts became more and more firm. They didn''t dare to surpass Yang Xuan, but at least they should follow Yang Xuan''s footsteps and can''t be thrown away by him.
"Junior brother!" in the sky, Zhao Feiyang jumped down with lightning and held Beiming Prefecture.
"Nothing!" Beiming state shook his head, but his face was very ugly.
Because, in full view of the public, he was hurt by Yang Xuan.
How did he lose face when the news spread?
"Ha ha, old man, is this the true disciple that you Hunyuan sect painstakingly trained? But so, but so!" Yang Xuanchang laughed and stared at Cao ruosheng with eyes.
"Yang Xuan, you are too crazy. It should be noted that one mountain is still high. Although you hurt my younger martial brother, you may not hurt me."
Before Cao ruosheng answered, Zhao Feiyang drank deeply: "although a genius like you is rare in ancient times, there is a big gap between you and me. If I want to kill you, you will die."
While talking, his arms vibrated, his momentum increased sharply, and the agitated air burst continuously, which was breathtaking.
"Don''t talk nonsense. Come and fight quickly. By the way, you are not my opponent. Go to Beiming Prefecture, and you can fight with you." Yang Xuan blurted out and broke the world with a sonorous voice.
Countless people were moved. Yang Xuan wanted to fight Beiming state and Zhao Feiyang with one enemy and two!?
Let''s not talk about Beiming Prefecture. Zhao Feiyang is the first person in the mixed yuan sect. He has the strength to fight Meng Shaoyu with emperor Tianhe Tianyi.
But now, Yang Xuan actually regards Zhao Feiyang as nothing.
"Little beast, you are too arrogant."
"It''s the first time since Zhao Feiyang''s debut that I have been humiliated like this. I''ll step on you later and let you know what it means to have days outside the sky and people outside the people."
The faces of Beiming Prefecture and Zhao Feiyang were gloomy and angry.
"Have you finished the nonsense? When you have finished, hurry to fight." Yang Xuan''s cold voice was like a knife, and his intention of war soared to the sky.
"I''ll fight you."
Zhao Feiyang''s black hair is flying, his whole body is up and down, and lightning surges. It''s like the ancient god of thunder. His divine power is unpredictable.
"Thunder skill!" Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes.
"Be careful, little thief." Su ziyao exclaimed. Xia Yuwei, Shen Yuexin, manba and others were also worried. Lei family skills are famous for their arrogance. Especially Zhao Feiyang is a true disciple of the Hunyuan sect. The Lei family skills will not be simple.
At the moment, even many disciples in the sword temple have changed their faces. Although Zhao Feiyang has not yet shot, he is surrounded by lightning and has a terrible momentum. Everyone can see that he is powerful. In fact, he is much stronger than Beiming state. No wonder he will become the first person in the mixed yuan sect.
"Thunder! Dragon! Burst! Break!" at this moment, Zhao Feiyang punched forward, and a huge wave of thunder and lightning whirled like a wild dragon. Those terrible destructive forces can be felt far away, which makes people feel the fear from the bottom of their hearts.
However, in a moment, the thunder and lightning condensed into a thunder and lightning dragon with open teeth and claws, which was more than ten meters large. The momentum regretted the sky, and the power was unparalleled. It roared and killed Yang Xuan.
"The lion and the rabbit. Do your best!" Yang Xuan didn''t underestimate Zhao Feiyang. The other party can become the first person in the mixed yuan sect. Naturally, he has his extraordinary ability. This can be seen from the Thunder Dragon explosion.
From Yang Xuan''s point of view, this is definitely a divine secret skill, which can be called a divine power. It may not even exist in the Hunyuan sect. It is Zhao Feiyang''s unique skill.
Yang Xuan guessed right. Thunder Dragon blasting is indeed Zhao Feiyang''s unique skill, including his thunder skill, which was found in an ancient cave.
"Broken bones fist!"
Almost in an instant, Yang Xuan took half a step forward and struck with a fist to shake the incoming lightning dragon.
Boom!
A fist rises and falls, and the sound of collapse breaks out.
Make this strike more powerful. It seems to break through the sun and moon.
"What''s the secret skill!" many people were surprised and shocked. They all saw that Yang Xuan''s fist was not simple. The momentum alone was no worse than Zhao Feiyang''s Thunder Dragon blasting.
"Broken!" with a thunderbolt, Yang Xuan''s fist exploded on the dragon''s head.
This is not an ordinary smashing fist!
This blow also contains 40000 Jin of fist power. With this power supplemented by the broken bones fist, the power can be imagined.
If Yang Xuan had used this move to attack and kill, Beiming Prefecture might have been killed on the spot. This is also Yang Xuan''s mercy. He doesn''t want to cause the Hunyuan sect to fight with the sword Temple because he killed Beiming Prefecture.
Bang bang!!!!
A series of muffled sounds, like the earth falling apart.
At this moment, everyone''s eyes were frozen. One by one, they clearly saw that the lightning dragon trembled violently, but it was dark and bright. It was cracked into countless lightning and fragmented by Yang Xuan''s fierce fist.
However, the power of Thunder Dragon blasting was also strong, which shook Yang Xuansheng back seven or eight steps. However, his body was strong and unharmed, but the earth in front of him was completely destroyed by lightning. Cracks spread in all directions and dust was flying.
Seeing this scene, many disciples in the sword temple were sweating.
"This Thunder Dragon blasting is terrible. If it hits us, we will have to fly ash and smoke out in an instant!"
"Yang Xuan is more powerful. He broke this skill with one punch. He hasn''t been hurt yet!"
"This boy is terrible. Once his cultivation is improved, almost no one can beat him!"
A few seconds later, the battlefield returned to calm, the dust and smoke slowly dispersed, and a shocking land came into sight.
"You broke my thunder dragon blast!?" Zhao Feiyang was not calm, and his voice was full of incredible.
"Why are you so surprised? Your Thunder Dragon blasting is not very good." Yang xuanru said nothing.
"You''re crazy, I''ll make you pay a heavy price." Zhao Feiyang''s eyebrows coagulated and his hands printed quickly. He didn''t know what magic power he used. There was a cloud blocking the sky and the sun on the sky. The roar inside the cloud was loud, and thick lightning swam away like dragons and snakes, emitting the power of destroying the sky and the earth.
"This is!?" many disciples in the sword palace and the steward of the outer gate are all shocked. It''s incredible that a martial artist who returns to the same territory has attracted Lei Yun. What is he going to do to survive the robbery!?
Su ziyao, Xia Yuwei, Shen Yuexin, manba and others also changed their faces. Their accomplishments were low. As soon as the terrible thunder cloud came out, they felt heavy oppression, which made them feel a sense of fear even if their form and spirit were destroyed.
"Feiyang has become such a magic power!" even Cao ruosheng was surprised, as if he had seen such a scene for the first time.
"Yang Xuan, my move is called thunder for nine days. I''ll teach you to really see what is the power of destroying the world." Zhao Feiyang roared, and the thunder cloud overhead exploded into thousands of thunder and lightning. All the thunder and lightning locked Yang Xuan. In a moment, he was going to blow down and kill Yang Xuan into slag.
However, before these thunder and lightning burst, a cold hum came, "when will outsiders come to show off on the three-thirds of an mu of land in my sword palace?"
The voice is very loud, like a bell and a big LV, ringing through the world.
With this sound, a powerful sword, with the power of tearing the sky, roared to cut off the thunder clouds in the sky.
"So strong!" many people breathed coldly. Everyone could see Zhao Feiyang''s thunder for nine days, but in front of the sword, the thunder for nine days was not enough.
"It must be some God King coming." at the moment, a disciple in the sword Temple whispered.
As soon as the voice fell, they saw a figure breaking through the air. It seemed to be a constant distance, but it was like a blink. It directly appeared in a place more than ten feet away from Cao ruosheng, standing in the void.
This is a middle-aged man, about forty years old. He has short black hair, very thick, bronze skin, and a strong face. It can be seen that he was a handsome man when he was young.
He was tall and vigorous, and his blue robe moved with the wind. Although there was no momentum fluctuation on his body, Cao ruosheng frowned as soon as he appeared, while many inner disciples, inner elders and many outer administrators of the sword Temple bowed in succession.
"See Yu Heng Shen Jun!"
"Is this the God of Yuheng? No wonder he looks familiar." Yang Xuan''s eyes twinkled. He had seen Xiao fight with the young god of Yuheng a few days ago. Naturally, he was deeply impressed by the God of Yuheng. Now he followed others to salute the God of Yuheng.
"You''ll be excused." Yu Heng waved his hand, then looked at Cao ruosheng and said calmly: "Cao ruosheng, Yang Xuan is a disciple of our sword temple. Even if there is anything offending outside, it should be handled by our sword temple. It''s not your Hunyuan sect''s turn to intervene, let alone deceive the door. Why, when there is no one in our sword temple?"
Although he didn''t speak loudly, his words were sonorous. He didn''t give Cao Ruo face at all, so he was only ordered to leave.
"Su Zifan, you are so iron that you want to cover up Yang Xuan?" Cao ruosheng opened his eyes and glared at Yu Heng.
Yes, Yuheng Shenjun is Su Zifan. Many inner disciples of the sword palace knew the name of Yuheng Shenjun for the first time, and they also remembered the name deeply in their hearts.
"Don''t you think it''s funny to say this?" Yu Heng smiled calmly and said, "tell me, what mistake did Yang Xuan make and where did he offend your Hunyuan sect?"
"Don''t pretend to be confused." Cao ruosheng drank coldly and said with an unhappy face: "let''s not say that Yang Xuan injured and maimed many internal disciples of our Hunyuan sect in Jinyang Marquis house, but that he humiliated Fu Gongyang, the internal elder of our Hunyuan sect in the face of the world in the chaotic city. He deserved to die."