"It''s just that you''re faster than me. What''s great? Don''t use footwork skills if you have the courage"
Yi danced lightly and hummed coldly.
"I''m sorry, your provocation doesn''t work for me."
Yang Xuan stood with his hands down and looked lazy. He continued: "also, you''re a little wrong. I''m not a footwork secret skill, but a rare footwork magic in ancient and modern times."
The two sisters of the Yi family were surprised when they said this.
Magical powers, also known as magical skills, are much more powerful than secret skills.
Looking at the heavens and the world, every magical power has an unpredictable power, and ordinary martial artists can''t get it until they die.
"What kind of footwork are you?"
Yi danced and asked.
"Carefree step!"
Yang Xuan was elated and said, "I advise you not to do it. Under my free step, you can''t even touch my clothes."
"I don''t believe this evil, fire phoenix, come out."
Yi danced lightly and drank softly, which directly stimulated her own martial soul.
Hiss!
The next moment, a vivid, palm sized mini fire phoenix rushed out of her eyebrows and flew in the air. Strangely, it didn''t emit any temperature.
"I have strong control. I didn''t expect to see you in less than half a year. You woman has manipulated her martial soul to such a perfect level."
Yang xuanzan is not silent.
"If you make progress, can others only stop?"
Yi Qingwu''s left hand was raised, and the palm sized Fire Phoenix immediately rose to meet the storm, and then turned into two phoenix wings several meters large, attached to the back of Yi Qingwu, and the whole body was burning with brilliance.
"Wu soul condenses its wings to improve speed. My sister-in-law plays beautifully."
Yang Xuan nodded with a smile in a frivolous tone.
"Fuck your sister-in-law. I don''t have a mean, nasty, sharp mouthed brother-in-law like you."
Yi danced lightly, angry and angry. Her eyes could kill. She thought a move, the Phoenix wings behind her spread, and the whole person flew close to the ground. The speed was incredible.
"Put it out"
Yang Xuan suddenly attacked, came to Yi Qingwu''s back like a ghost, gently patted her Phoenix wings with his hand, and then the wings broke. Turned into a little spark, disappeared in the air and disappeared in an instant.
"How did you do it?"
Yi danced lightly and lost consciousness. He turned and stared at Yang Xuan.
Yi Xiuer also stared round her eyes and looked surprised. She knew how strong her cousin''s Fire Phoenix martial spirit was. Who knew that she was so vulnerable in front of Yang Xuan.
"Is this the profound meaning of fire? You can wipe out my martial soul with the profound meaning of fire."
Finally, Yi Qingwu thought of something and was shocked.
"Still playing?"
Yang Xuan asked faintly.
"You..."
Yi danced lightly, her eyes twinkled, and her face was cloudy and sunny.
So far. She has understood that with her current strength, she is not Yang Xuan''s opponent at all.
The young man in front of him was too strong. No wonder Liu Jiangyuan was embarrassed by him and lost all his face. With her cultivation, it was hard to say whether she could beat Liu Jiangyuan, not to mention Yang Xuan who easily defeated Liu Jiangyuan.
"Since you won''t fight, put the sword away, or I can put it away for you."
Yang Xuan put his big hand forward and grabbed Yi''s long sword with his bare hands.
Yi Qingwu''s face changed and scolded, "let go"
Qiang!
The voice was still there. The right hand holding the sword tried in vain to pull out the long sword.
However, to her embarrassment, she couldn''t take back the long sword after several times of hard work. She was tightly held in her hand by the shirtless boy in front of her.
"It''s impossible. It''s less than half a year. Your body has reached such a level!"
Yi Qingwu is not calm. You know, she has inspired the divine power, but Yang Xuan only depends on his flesh. From here, you can see how abnormal Yang Xuan''s body is.
"Make a fuss. With my physical strength, even standing still and taking your sword, you may not be able to hurt me."
Yang Xuan said proudly.
"I don''t believe you are an iron body."
The long sword in Yi Qingwu''s hand vibrated, and the dazzling fire bloomed with extremely high temperature.
"It''s useless. In front of the profound meaning of fire, your fire attribute divine power is difficult to pose a threat to me."
Yang Xuan was calm and did not feel hot.
"Back off!"
Yi Qingwu was angry and used his secret skills in vain. A divine awn shot from the tip of the long sword in his hand. It was like a sharp sword. It seemed that he could break everything and penetrate into Yang Xuan''s chest.
"Cousin, no!"
Yi Xiuer''s face faded. Unexpectedly, her cousin attacked Yang Xuan with secret skills. At such a close distance, Yang Xuan couldn''t hide.
"Get away!"
Even Yi Qingwu was startled. Although she hated Yang Xuan, she didn''t want to kill him. Now she looked at him and couldn''t move. She couldn''t help crying out.
"Hehe, are you worried about me?"
Yang Xuan smiled brightly.
At this moment, he finally determined that Yi Qingwu still had her own heart. Maybe he didn''t like it now, but as long as he persevered, he would one day break her heart and imprint his figure on the bottom of her heart.
When the thought turned, his body stood still and let the divine awn half an inch long hit his chest.
"Pa!"
A spark splashed like fireworks.
In this solid collision, the invincible divine awn was blown to pieces on the spot, while Yang Xuan''s chest only broke a little skin. As soon as a few strands of blood spilled out, it quickly dried up and fell off, revealing bright and clean skin with a little white marks.
"How is it possible that you have become immortal?"
Yi Qingwu was stunned. Her move was called breaking the virtual sword just now. If she practiced it to the extreme, one sword can break the void. Although she has only practiced to a small state, it can penetrate the gold and stone with divine power.
Even gold and stone can''t stop it, not to mention flesh and blood, but Yang Xuan stopped it without sacrificing his body protection power.
The most incredible thing is that Yang Xuan''s body self-healing power is too strong. In a short time, a little cracked skin and flesh have healed, and the place under attack has not even left a scar.
"Is this still a person? Why do you have such a terrible tyrannical body? Is it really an immortal body?"
Yi Qingwu was more and more frightened and restless. She had fought with Yang Xuan in the martial arts hall of Zhuque college. Yang Xuan''s physical strength is very clear. Today, Yang Xuan fought with him again. Yang Xuan''s physical body is undoubtedly more terrible and more than doubled.
"Fortunately, it''s all right. It scared me to death."
Yi Xiuer''s hanging heart fell down.
"You''re right. I''m really immortal."
Yang Xuan grinned. While Yi was dancing and stunned, one hand clasped her right wrist holding the sword like an eagle''s claw.
"Ah"
Yi dances lightly and eats painfully. Jiao''s mouth exhaled, and the sword in his hand could no longer hold it. It fell to the ground with a bang.
"Stop yelling and come to my arms."
Yang Xuan pulled Yi into his arms with a big hand.
"Let me go quickly."
Yi danced with a red face and was as gorgeous as a peach. She struggled hard and wanted to get rid of it. However, Yang Xuan had great power. It was difficult for her to get rid of it regardless of how she operated her divine power.
Yang Xuan didn''t speak. He always looked at the beauty in front of him, exquisite facial features, graceful posture, noble and arrogant temperament. They are perfect and can''t pick out any defects, just like a peerless fairy coming out of a beautiful picture.
"If you don''t hear me, let me go."
"Be quiet, or you will be in the right place."
"You dare!"
"I will do what Yang Xuanyan says. I dare not. In front of absolute power, you are the lamb to be slaughtered. I can pinch it as I want."
Yang Xuan laughed.