On this day, those in Qingcheng Town who were lucky enough to watch the battle will probably never forget this scene.
The starry moon was sparse, and a shining golden-armored divine image stood half-body in the big pit of Chunjiu Alley, holding on to Yang You's body with one hand and wielding a golden giant sword with the other.
Before the golden giant sword could slash at Yang You, he heard him roar angrily, and immediately used the two swords in his hands to cross-swing two wisps of sword energy, cutting the golden divine magic sign's fingers into pieces.
The broken fingers fell to the ground, and flowing threads were scattered all over the ground.
Yang You was able to get away, with the soles of his feet in the air, and his figure suddenly flew out three to four feet, exhaling a mouthful of turbid Qi, and then using a spiral posture, he used two-handed sword moves to pierce the door of the divine dharma face.
Xia Ze, standing on the shoulder of the Dharma Prime Minister, his eyes changed slightly, his fingertips loosened, and the golden talisman hung in front of his forehead, and Xia Ze exhaled a breath of turbidity.
If the golden god Fa Xiang was inspired, he spit out golden mist from his mouth, and then swung his sword at Yang You with his other hand.
This blow, as heavy as a mountain, just cut through the night sky, causing bursts of thunder.
At the critical moment, Yang You's sword moves kept flying and spinning, and instead of choosing to be aggressive, he quietly changed the momentum and flew towards the wrist of the golden-armored god.
The golden wristband was continuously cut open by the swift and fierce sword energy, and a little golden blood spilled out, turning into little bits of light.
Taking advantage of this momentum, Yang You rotated faster and faster, and finally rolled up along the arm of the golden-armored god, until he climbed to the top of the golden-armored god's head, and Yang You's sword moves could gradually be seen clearly.
He yelled angrily and slashed down with his sword.
A neat silk thread divided the divine form into two. Finally, in the astonished eyes of everyone, the majestic form collapsed, and finally turned into a golden ocean, constantly ripples outward.
Yang You wiped away the sweat on his head and looked at the young man in green shirt on the eaves in the distance. Just when he was about to make a mockery, he saw Xia Ze's mouth raised slightly, looking completely gloating.
Ayu and Bailu frowned slightly, and even Wu Zhui, who had been standing aside and watching, had no choice but to smile and shake his head.
"The young master has only been out for a short time before he fell into the trap of such a big spender..."
Yang You was sweating coldly, just because in Xia Ze's hand, he was twisting the same golden talisman with three chapters as before.
The talisman floated out, trembling slightly, and rising into flames.
In an instant, the three gods, who were even more powerful than the previous hundred-foot-long spiritual image, stood majestically, holding golden whips and swords, and swung their weapons, and there were bursts of fierce winds that shattered the dark clouds in the sky.
Xia Ze rolled up his sleeves, put his hands on his hips, and said loudly: "Master, I have plenty of talismans."
"You don't want to play like this..." Yang You smiled bitterly, Yu Feng stood in the air, and shouted, "This is fighting dad!"
Having said that, he immediately gritted his teeth and the Qi Mansion's true energy steamed, turning his body into a thick bolt of lightning and hitting the center of the Dharma.
Before the dharma image could react, a hole suddenly opened in his chest armor, and countless golden fragments fell to the ground.
What happened next was unexpected. The divine Dharma image, which had been hit squarely on the chest, suddenly flew backwards into the sky, and then exploded.
The sky is filled with broken clouds and the smoke disappears.
Before Yang You could take a breath, the other two dharma figures each punched him out of the ground. The people present just looked at the man like this. Whenever he wanted to stand up, they would be hit by the two dharma figures.
, punch after punch, hitting the ground.
The loud noises made people feel frightened, but the tenacious and squirming figure under the pit did not show signs of decline, but instead became more tenacious.
How strong his body is to survive such a powerful attack.
Two long swords, one green and one red, took the opportunity to fly out of the huge pit, connected end to end, and their momentum became even stronger.
The power of the Qingyun Sword was sharp and sharp, and the sword penetrated the chest of the golden-armored divine being. In just an instant, it submerged into the clouds again and disappeared.
On the other hand, looking at the image of the god, there was a small black hole in the chest and vest, and wisps of green energy leaked out from it, and then it shattered into dust.
Another divine image dodges in time, only to have one of its wrists cut off. It howls angrily and sends out golden ripples, causing the houses in the alley to shake slightly. Yang You, who is in the center of the ripples, clenches his teeth.
The muscles all over his body were trembling constantly, as if they were bearing the weight of a mountain.
That giant sword was about to pierce Yang You. At this critical moment, a phantom that was indistinguishable from Yang You quietly emerged from behind Yang You. It was floating, virtual and real, with golden ripples.
and giant sword.
The two shook each other, and the sound shook the sky.
Naturally, Xia Ze wouldn't let him succeed. With a slight thought in his mind, the divine spirit and law gathered a golden fist, and together with Yang You's menacing Yang Shen, they smashed back to the ground.
After one punch, the Dharma image dissipated. In the center of the huge pit, the man tore off his tattered clothes, revealing his tendons.
His strong body was covered with scars, large and small. He clearly remembered the origin of each scar. Scars were a man's meritorious deeds and one of the avenues for him to enter the Ten Realms of martial arts in the future.
Quickly exchanging a breath of Qi and blowing away the dust in the sky with the wind of his palm, Yang You loosened his clenched fists. There was a golden heart that opened and relaxed, shining brightly. It fell to the ground and shattered into pieces of glass.
Xia Ze grinned, and saw that he was about to take out the talisman from the small object to fight against the enemy again. Yang You, who was so annoyed, couldn't bear it anymore. He walked in vain, with a sound like thunder, and killed Xia Ze in one fell swoop, sacrificing the Eight Realms for the first time.
The martial artist's killing move.
Ayu and Bailu frowned when they saw this scene. In the past, they had faced enemies such as Pichuluo, Tiger Demon Chang Chong, and even Treasure Jue Sect Xun Yin.
The robe still has the strength to fight, and can even avoid falling behind.
But now, Xia Ze seems to have no intention of wearing this robe at all. He was punched by the man and flew to the other side of Qingcheng Town. He even enjoyed it?
Xia Ze's figure flew out at an extremely fast speed, spinning in the air, dizzying. There was a red line on the horizon, which caught up with him at a faster speed, allowing him to step on the sword, and then crashed to the ground.
Lake bottom.
White smoke rose from the lake. After a moment, the young man jumped up, and the Qi Palace's true energy blasted out, evaporating all the lake water. Then he once again wielded his sword and flew in the air, running towards Yang You on the other side of Qingcheng Town.
A swift, seemingly light punch struck Yang You's cheek, and before he could spit out his mouth full of broken teeth, it flew out.
However, Yang You quickly stabilized his figure. Apart from grimacing in pain, he was not seriously injured.
In contrast, the metacarpal bones of Xia Ze's fists had begun to break.
He had a wry smile on his face. In the past, it didn't matter if he, Xia Ze, only had three realms and four realms. Even if you were a martial artist in the seven realms and eight realms, who had experienced the fantasy realm of boxing and spent tens of millions of punches to polish and save, he was the only one who could beat others.
But today, he had a profound understanding of the strength of the Eighth Realm martial artist. It was as if after entering the Eighth Realm, Yang You's strength before and after showed a huge difference. I am afraid that after today, his target of tens of millions of punches will be missed.
In the longer term, it would be one hundred thousand punches, one million punches, tens of millions of punches!
The two of them coincided with each other, one stepped on several roofs in succession, his body was as fast as thunder, and the other scattered afterimages all over the sky, smashing towards the former.
Xia Ze originally wanted to take a step forward, thinking of breaking Yang You's fist move with one blow, but during the fist fight, Xia Ze clearly heard the crisp sound coming from his fist.
He endured the pain and had no choice but to change his tactics temporarily and hit the iron mountain support with a strike, hitting Yang You's chest.
Both of them smoothly swept back a few feet, and then spit out a mouthful of blood mist at the same time, and both looked as if they were intoxicated with the excitement of competing with the strong.
"I lost!" Yang Youle said.
Xia Ze looked astonished: "Isn't this the case?"
In the Spring Wine Alley, there was a burst of exclamation, and everyone looked at each other, as if they suspected that there was something wrong with their ears. Yang You had been competing with others in Qingcheng Town for many years, and he never stopped fighting, even if he beat others until they couldn't move.
I will come to your door again and again after that.
Nowadays, the young man in green shirt is not inferior to Yang You in boxing power, but he doesn't seem to have taken much advantage. Why Yang You suddenly gave up is really puzzling.
Yang You dispersed all his true energy and said in a deep voice: "The competition between me and you is purely based on the realm, and it also restricts your use of talismans and magic weapons, so the victory is not possible. If I were at the same realm as you, I'm afraid there would be no chance at all.
The power of a battle.”
Xia Ze scratched his head: "That's it?"
Yang You replied: "I always feel that you kid must be hiding some magic weapon at the bottom of the box, otherwise how could you look so calm and calm?"
"That's true." The young man smiled calmly.
"Although a martial artist is focused on punching the strong, invincible and unfavorable, today I have a vague feeling that if I continue to fight, I am afraid that my martial arts hero pill will be dusted and shattered. A chance encounter cannot be regarded as a murderous revenge, and there is no need to
That’s what it’s all about." The man said with a bitter smile.
"Punch another one. If you can withstand it, I will win. If you can't, you will lose. How about that?" Xia Ze slowly put up his fist.
"Okay!" The man was also unambiguous.
Between the sky and the earth, a phantom of a cyan dragon appeared without any warning, filling the sky with evil energy and blasting towards the ground.
The young man stood on the spot, standing straight, his face clearly illuminated by the green light.
In an instant, a heavy breath stretched out from the wilderness, covering the entire Qingcheng Town like a tsunami.
In front of Xia Ze, a red beast sprang out of the void. It opened its bloody mouth and swallowed the cyan dragon completely into its belly, and then plunged into Xia Ze's body.
The victory was already divided, Xia Ze defeated Yang You in his eight realms with four realms.
Yang You's face was full of smiles, and there was no bitterness caused by frustration in the middle of his heart. Instead, there was a kind of calmness and joy. The road of martial arts has no end. Today, in front of Yang You, there is another mountain peak, towering into the clouds, and its top cannot be seen.
Wu Hao moved his lips slightly, put away his calculations, looked at the fire hundreds of miles outside Qingcheng Town, and murmured: "My lord, I have gained a lot from this battle, but I have caused quite a lot of trouble."
Yang You turned around and shouted: "Yang Shang! Come here."
The child, who finally woke up from his coma, had to squeeze out of the crowd.