"My bully family is the first family in Xuantian world. It has all kinds of supreme fighting skills. Now, let''s try my dragon elephant Prajna strength."
Bully Wudao is angry. He attacks with both hands and his power increases sharply.
All the people watching the battle had the illusion that the overlord''s hands had become two dragon heads, elephant bodies and magnificent beasts.
It was an ancient dragon elephant, a strange beast with real dragon blood in its body. It was famous for its great power.
In ancient times, in addition to the real dragon, Kunpeng and all kinds of sacred animals and birds, there were not many that could compete with the dragon and elephant.
Although this is a dragon elephant evolved from the hands of hegemonic Tao, it does not really exist, but his attack power is also greatly improved. Each blow is enough to destroy a mountain, which is unstoppable.
Pedal pedal!!!
As soon as the Dragon elephant Prajna strength came out, Yang Xuan fell into the downwind, and his body couldn''t stop retreating.
"See, this is the Dragon elephant Prajna strength. No matter what means you have, you will be defeated by this move."
Bully Wudao pressed step by step, and the attack became more and more fierce. A pair of flesh and blood palms opened and closed without any superfluous actions, but it could burst out a little power of ancient dragon elephants, almost pressing Yang Xuanda.
"Boom!"
Another slap came, and Yang Xuanfei retreated, his face pale.
"It''s over!" bawudao chased Yang Xuan with the strength of dragon elephant Prajna and wanted to suppress him completely.
"Drink!" Yang Xuan drank violently, and his whole body exuded the sword idea of rushing into the sky. The whole person was like a peerless sword with broken scabbard, and his breath ran through the world.
"This is sword meaning!"
"It''s not just the sword idea, it''s the triple killing sword idea!"
"Incredible, how did he do it!?"
Many older martial artists are not calm. Yang Xuancai is 17 or 18 years old. It''s a great thing to understand the meaning of the sword at this age. How can we talk about understanding the meaning of the triple killing sword.
"Triple killing sword!"
Bully Wudao was surprised. He never expected that Yang Xuan, a teenager of his age, not only had a strong body and strong close combat skills, but also understood the meaning of triple killing sword.
"War!"
Yang Xuan turned a deaf ear to all kinds of voices and fought fiercely with bully.
This is a contemporary battle!
The two fought quickly and fiercely. One exerted the Prajna strength of the Dragon elephant with all his strength, and the other two fists were supplemented by the triple killing sword. The war went crazy and blood flew.
This is their blood. Both Yang Xuan and bully feel bad. Skin trauma is secondary. They have suffered some internal injuries.
"If we go on like this, we will lose both sooner or later!"
"Well, these are two real geniuses. We can''t catch up with them."
Countless young people were filled with emotion and shock, and a few others were also excited.
After all, this is the peak battle of the two young Tianjiao. If they can witness this battle with their own eyes, they can learn from it and improve their combat effectiveness.
After a thousand moves, seeing that Yang Xuan was still alive, bully Wudao was furious and immediately used another family war skill.
A fist was violently hit, and the void hummed and trembled. The strength of the hand seemed not big, but it implied thousands of dark strength.
This is the secret of their bullying family. One fist can hit thousands of dark forces and smash the enemy''s viscera and even the spirit. It is domineering and vicious.
"Can''t be hard!"
Yang Xuan''s face changed greatly. He was a man for two generations and was best at fighting close to people.
Even without the use of martial arts Tianyan, he also saw the horror of bawudao''s fist. He didn''t dare to neglect it immediately. His body quickly drifted back and narrowly avoided this fierce blow.
Boom!
One punch fell into the air, and the air exploded continuously with great momentum.
"What a terrible blow!"
"Yes, but Yang Xuan is also powerful. He avoided it in advance!"
People''s heads meet their ears. They are not only surprised by the strength of bullying and Taoism, but also surprised by Yang Xuan''s health.
However, everyone can see that the tyrant who has suppressed his power is afraid it will be difficult to defeat Yang Xuan.
Even if you can beat it, you can''t do it in a short time.
"Since my debut, I have swept the invincible hands of my generation. No one has ever been able to take a hundred moves in my hands, but you can fight me a thousand moves."
Bully DaoDun was in place, slightly panting, and his words contained some cold killing opportunities.
"You are also good. You are the strongest opponent I have met since my debut."
Yang Xuan took a deep breath and said, "I''m very excited to have an opponent like you, but we have no enemies in the past and no grievances in recent days. Although we hurt several of your men today, I''m merciful. Can''t we turn fighting into friendship and become friends?"
As a man of two worlds, he rarely meets an opponent. He doesn''t want to be an enemy, but he doesn''t know what bully means.
Unfortunately, he was disappointed.
Bully said coldly, "I said, I don''t need friends, but you. Your strength is good. If you are willing to belong to me, I will never treat you badly from now on."
"Sorry, I''m Yang xuanzheng. I''ve never thought of being a slave to anyone."
Yang Xuan understood that things could not be done well, and he no longer talked nonsense: "come on, let''s fight again. Today, we must distinguish a superior."
"You are confident and arrogant." bully''s eyes are cold.
"I am a madman. Why should I worship Buddha and God? I was born in the world and ignore the law and degree."
This is Yang Xuan''s life motto. He said it casually.
With a loud voice, he really swallowed mountains and rivers, looked down on the common people, and revealed to the extreme what a bully is.
The crowd was stunned. Such heroic words are better than the imperial realm, and the strong may not dare to say them.
But Yang Xuan, a weak young man, said it openly. He was really lawless, as if he was alone in the world.
All the people stared at him, and there was only one thought in their mind that this son was a madman in his heart.
"Ha ha, that''s good. It suits me very much!"
A laugh came, and the old strong man opened his mouth in the dark. His voice was old and powerful. It spread all over the holy city like a Hong Zhong Da LV, which shocked the whole city.
Because only with this laughter, we know that the speaker is at least a venerable person.
Only the venerable, the strong above the supreme, can have such a great momentum.
"I''ve seen you, master."
Yang Xuan hugged his fist in the distance. He had a faint feeling that the person in the dark was not the supreme one, but a powerful person who participated in the creation of heaven. Therefore, his attitude was very respectful.
"Well, you continue to fight. I have nothing to do. I''ll just watch it."
No one knows where the sound comes from, but everyone knows that there are mysterious strong people watching the war in the dark.
For a time, the masters of various forces in the city, the students of the Fourth Academy and the strong scattered practitioners all moved at the news and flew together towards the place of battle.
"Uncle Rong, hurry up!"
"Oh, miss, is that boy so important to you?"
Among the shadows in the sky, Yi Xiuer was anxious and urged constantly.
Yi Yunrong smiled bitterly, so he had to speed up and rush to the place of the past with his young lady.
In the holy city, the communication is developed. Almost everyone has a communication stone in hand. The news spreads very fast. When the bully came, one piece of news spread quickly.
When bawudao was at war with Yang Xuan, groups of martial artists rushed through the sky one after another, crowded the area, and almost all the people in the sky and underground.
Some people with low accomplishments were pushed behind. They could only fly high and concentrate their eyes, so that they could barely see clearly.
It can be said that the people closest to Yang Xuan and bawudao are experts, but no one is too close to the battlefield regardless of their cultivation, and they are all watching the war.
This is the battle between the two young demons, enough to go down in history. How can they miss it.
"Have you awakened your true self and gone overbearing?"
Bully ignored others and stared at Yang Xuan with his eyes. The killing opportunity contained in his voice was strong.
"Good."
Yang Xuan nodded. There was nothing to hide. He frankly admitted it.
"I also awakened my true self and took one of the tyrants!"
While talking, the bully''s eyes opened wildly, and the killing machine was transmitted in the pupil.
As the saying goes, one mountain is better than two tigers. He has decided to get rid of Yang Xuan today and don''t let him continue to grow. Otherwise, he will become a big trouble.
"You can do your best?"
Yang Xuan noticed the bully''s killing, but he didn''t see half a fear on his face.
"You don''t have to motivate me. I''m a tyrant. I''ll do what I say. Since I said I''d fight you with the same strength, I won''t break my promise."
Bully Dao snorted coldly. He only said that he could use the same force, but didn''t say that he couldn''t use others, such as martial spirit.
"Well, then fight."
Yang Xuan uttered thunder and jumped seven or eight meters high. He dived down like a real dragon cub. His breath was as fierce as fire. With a move of Jiuji collapse, he took the lead and attacked bawudao with a powerful fist.
"Get out of here!"
Bully Wudao drank wildly. He didn''t hide or flash. Instead, he jumped up and swept out with one foot. The air burst under the impact of powerful force was incessant and frightening.
This is also their most powerful fighting skill. One leg is strong enough to shatter a mountain.
Yang Xuan was fearless and smashed down with his fist.
"Bang!"
Their fists and feet collided together, making a deafening noise, like a meteorite falling from the sky, setting off huge waves on the earth.
The streets bear the brunt, with a large area of blasting and a large number of gravel rolled up and turned into powder in the invisible power. The scene is terrible.
"Hum!"
Yang Xuan groaned in pain, and the whole man flew upside down to heaven. The skin and flesh of his right fist cracked, blood soaked, and his right arm was constantly convulsing.
If he had not used Jiuji collapse and triple killing sword, his right arm would have been useless.
Compared with him, bully was also uncomfortable. His body plummeted to the ground and was shaky.
At his right foot, red blood seeps through his boots, which is clearly visible and eye-catching.
The crowd''s eyes were awe inspiring. Everyone understood the power of bully, but just today, a teenager was born and fought with bully.
If you hadn''t seen it with your own eyes, anyone would call it impossible.
"Your strength is beyond my expectation. It seems that I have to take some measures."
The bully showed his fierce eyes and his thick black hair danced wildly.
Behind him, the ghost of martial arts appeared. It was a sea of blood dozens of meters large. The angry waves rolled and roared.
"This is the soul of blood and martial arts!" an old martial artist lost his voice.