"I killed you."

    Song Ming felt the horror of Yang Xuan''s fist. He drank violently in his mouth and suddenly raised his hand. With strong strength, he hit Yang Xuan''s fist.

    "Poof!"

    Blood splashed everywhere, song and Ming were negative, and a right metacarpal bone cracked and cracked, but he responded quickly. He retreated quickly, and it was several meters. It was dangerous and avoided Yang Xuan''s whip leg, but the fierce leg wind still crossed his cheek, and there was a hot pain on his left face.

    "Good reaction speed."

    Song Ming''s combat experience was somewhat beyond Yang Xuan''s expectation. He nodded slightly, stepped out on the ground with his feet, and rushed forward again. He was too fast. As soon as Song Ming came to his senses, he was punched in the chest, vomited blood and retreated more than a dozen steps.

    "Cough..."

    Song Ming kept coughing up blood and looked down. He found a bone crack and flesh crack on his chest, a bloody piece, and his face was shocked. At least he was an expert in Ningyuan territory and was beaten by a boy in Ningyuan territory.

    "You, who are you?" he asked in a trembling voice. He endured the sharp pain from his chest and looked at Yang Xuan warily. Yang Xuan''s strength was so terrible that he could hurt him even if he didn''t use his strength. If he used his strength, he might be a cold body at the moment.

    "Remember my name. My name is Xiao Feng." Yang Xuan shouted wildly. He moved and rushed over.

    Song Ming was so frightened that he immediately used his unique skills.

    "Boom!"

    He clapped it with one palm, and the whole space trembled, and a palm roared out.

    This palm is as strong as two meters. It is frozen but not scattered. It is earthy yellow and gives people a sense of massiness like a mountain.

    Yang Xuan was a man for two generations. At a glance, he saw that the other party was practicing earth series skills.

    The earth series skill emphasizes massiness. The more powerful the earth series skill is, the stronger the sense of massiness is, and it can burst out like a mountain.

    Especially at this moment, the song and Ming Dynasties obviously used the killing move. This palm strength can break out at least thousands of kilograms, which is enough to kill the same level.

    "Break it for me!"

    However, Yang Xuan was still strong. With a heavy step on his feet, his body burst out, swung his fist, urged Jiuji collapse, and made a violent attack.

    "Boom!"

    The air was boiling. Yang Xuan was like a wild beast with wild hair. With boundless ferocity, he punched hard on the palm strength.

    Bang!

    With a dull noise, the palm strength was like paper paste. It was vulnerable and burst into pieces. It turned into a scattered turbulent flow and surged in all directions. For a time, the wind swept in all directions. People nearby could not help but withdraw a few steps. Some people mixed garlic under their feet and even fell over.

    Whoosh!

    At the same time, Yang Xuan touched the ground on his toes and jumped into the air, which made him fall steadily in front of Song Ming.

    "So fast!"

    Song Ming only felt that Yang Xuan appeared in front of him with his pupils contracting involuntarily. However, he had rich combat experience. After a moment of stupidity, he raised his hand and hit Yang Xuan in the face.

    Although this palm didn''t have time to show any martial arts and secret skills, it was a little hasty, but song and Ming practiced the earth system skills. With the help of the vitality of the earth system, the power of one palm was 2000 kg.

    Such great power is enough to open the stele and crack the stone. It can easily kill ordinary people in Ningyuan territory.

    Hiss!

    As he waved his palm, the air was broken and made the sound of wind and thunder.

    But Yang Xuan was ready. He pinched his fingers into a fist and blew it out.

    "Bang!"

    With fists and palms, song Mingru was struck by lightning. He coughed up blood and retreated wildly.

    "You..." he was shocked and completely frightened by Yang Xuan''s strength, and lost his fighting spirit.

    "I think you can stop me a few punches." Yang Xuan shouted, never giving up. He jumped out, and his terrible physical strength broke out at the ultimate speed. In the blink of an eye, people rushed to Song Ming.

    Song Ming was shocked and angry. He could only wave his palm.

    Yang Xuan looked cold and didn''t dodge. He leaned out his right hand and grabbed Song Ming''s hand. Between the collision of his two palms, Yang Xuan stood still, while Song Ming was shocked. If Yang Xuan didn''t catch his big hand, he would definitely be shot out.

    "You, you give up!"

    Song Ming howled, and the sharp pain from his big hand made him tremble all over.

    Yang Xuan didn''t say anything. He lifted his right arm and slapped him hard in the face.

    "Is this going to hit me in the face?" Song Ming was stunned. He was furious and was ready to resist. Yang Xuan''s big hand was already on his face as fast as lightning.

    "Pa!"

    He was slapped with blood in his mouth, and his face suddenly became swollen. The whole person was pulled out on the spot, which scared countless people to dodge. He was allowed to fall to the ground with a bang and fainted.

    "How dare you hurt my junior brother!"

    Yu Feng shouted, and his face was shocked and angry. His younger martial brother Song Ming also had the cultivation of condensing the five heavy heaven in the yuan territory. Rao was so, but he was not Yang Xuan''s opponent at all. He was stunned by Yang Xuan''s slap in the face.

    This slap seems to be on Song Ming''s face, but it is actually on his backer''s face. If the news gets out, his backer''s reputation will be damaged.

    "Don''t cry. If you want to avenge your younger martial brother, come and fight." Yang Xuan turned to Yu Feng and raised his chin slightly. His oblique eyes mocked with a trace of ridicule. He was just a martial artist who condensed the eight heavy days in the yuan territory. He didn''t pay attention at all. If he did his best, he was enough to kill each other.

    "I''ll meet you soon." Yu Feng was crazy. He kicked his feet and leaped in the air. His movements were fierce and fast. He launched a fierce attack against Yang Xuan with both palms.

    As an inner genius of the backer sect, Yu Feng has obviously cultivated many unique skills of the backer sect, such as the cold ice palm he is displaying at the moment.

    This is a mysterious skill. Its lethality is not weak. As his palms are patted out, his hands seem to turn blue, with a biting cold. The palm strength roars out like a mountain and a sea, and the impacted air makes a crackling sound.

    However, in the face of Yu Feng''s fierce attack, Yang Xuan chose to shake him head-on. He didn''t use any secret skills. He swung his fists with nine pole collapse.

    Don''t underestimate Jiuji collapse. After years of research and improvement by the former Shura demon king, the attack power is not worse than the ordinary secret skills. In particular, Yang xuanrou is strong and horizontal, and the space can''t bear the weight and trembles violently.

    Bang! Bang! Bang!

    The two fought close to each other and fought fast. The earth cracked and sand and stones flew between the fists and palms. Most of the people around could only see two figures intertwined fiercely.

    "What a strong strength! I can even stand with Yu Feng, who is in the eighth heaven of Ningyuan territory!?" looking at Yang Xuan, who waved his fist wildly, someone shouted.

    "It''s not very strong, it''s a strong pervert. Have you noticed that he hasn''t used his strength yet!" someone took a cold breath.

    "You don''t say I haven''t noticed. Sure enough, he didn''t use his strength!"

    "What a strong body. Who is this son? When did such demons appear on our Star Island!"

    The crowd is still whispering. Yang Xuan and Yu Feng have been fighting for dozens of moves. No one can help anyone. Of course, this is because Yang Xuan didn''t use his strength. If he used his strength, Yu Feng is definitely not Yang Xuan''s opponent.

    "Impossible, how possible!"

    Yu Feng''s hands and feet were numb and he was more and more frightened in the Vietnam War. He also found that Yang Xuan didn''t use his strength. Now he just fought with himself in flesh, which frightened Yu Feng.

    "Bang!"

    It was another fierce collision. They hit with all their strength. No one took advantage of it. Qi Qi stepped back for several steps.

    At the moment, Yang Xuan was not in a hurry to attack. He looked contemptuous and said, "little white face, is that all you have?"

    Humiliation, this is absolutely humiliation. Yu Feng was angered.

    "Die for me." he roared up to the sky, full of anger and killing intention broke out, and slapped Yang Xuan in the air.

    "Boom!"

    This palm is absolutely a powerful secret skill. A cold air gushes out and turns into a ferocious and terrible evil Jiao. Although this evil Jiao is condensed from the cold vitality, it is vivid. As soon as it appears, it will show its teeth and bite at Yang Xuan, with a fierce breath.

    "It''s a good secret skill, but it''s not enough to kill me." Yang Xuan laughed loudly, pointed to Cheng Dao and cut it out.

    Whoosh!

    It was a simple action, but I saw a three foot fire knife made entirely of fire flying out and slashing it on the head of the evil Jiao.

    Click!

    The lethal power of the fire knife is amazing. With one knife, the evil Jiao''s head is cut off. At the same time, the castration does not reduce and cuts to Yu Feng.

    "What the hell?"

    Yu Feng turned pale with fear and rolled on the spot. He narrowly avoided the fireknife, and the place where he had stood was blown open by the fireknife and dusty.

    After a few breaths, when the smoke and dust dispersed, the eyes of the crowd trembled, and impressively found that there was a big pit several meters around and half a meter deep in the place bombarded by the fireknife.

    "What a terrible destructive power, what is the fire knife?" many people were shocked with their eyelids.

    "Wu soul, that fire knife should be transformed by Wu soul!" suddenly, someone saw his face and exclaimed.

    "What, this son awakened the soul of fire!"

    "Indeed awakened the flame soul, and still mutated the flame soul!"

    "Yes, with his current cultivation, ordinary flame martial spirit can never cause such terrible destructive power!"

    Just as the crowd yelled, Yu Feng also saw that Yang Xuan awakened the mutated flame soul, looked dignified and said, "boy, who are you?"

    "Hehe, of course I''m the one who killed you." Yang Xuan sneered. He was very wild and rushed towards Yu Feng with big steps.

    "I fought with you." Yu Feng''s energy worked with all his strength and hit Yang Xuan fiercely, but this fierce punch was completely lost. At the moment when his fist was about to hit Yang Xuan''s chest, Yang Xuan''s body disappeared directly from the original place.

    "How could it be!?" Yu Feng was shocked and looked left and right, but he didn''t find any trace of Yang Xuan. Yang Xuan was like the world evaporated.