Chapter 50 Bully me that there is no one in my sect?
Lin Yun's eyes were slightly condensed. The inner disciple who stood up was named Feng Daoyu.
He is experienced in the door and ranks eighth in the inner door.
It can be said that he is one of the disciples that Qingyun Sect focuses on training. He is strong and has a very good Vajra Fist.
Vajra Fist is a sect's advanced martial arts, much stronger than Tiger Fist. Feng Daoyu heard that he had practiced it to great success very early.
Lin Yun only heard of his name before, and had never seen him take action. To be precise, he rarely had the chance to see this person.
"Senior Brother Feng, give him some color!"
"Senior Brother Feng, use your Vajra Fist to teach you a good lesson, this arrogant boy!"
Seeing Feng Daoyu step forward, the disciples of the Qingyun Sect cheered him up.
Lin Yun was deeply in it, and he could indeed feel the sect's sentiment of sharing honor and disgrace, and was slightly infected.
Luo Xing, the young leader of the Kuangdao Sect, touched his chin, looked at Bai Yufan and said with a smile.
"Brother Bai, this is the main hall of Qingyun Sect. It's a bit bad to dance with swords and guns. Look at this, it's better to compare the methods of fist and foot. After ten moves, you can stop clicking it so as not to hurt the harmony."
Bai Yufan was slightly stunned. Feng Daoyu was practicing boxing skills, but Zhang Ye was famous for his swordsmanship.
Without using weapons, it has almost no effect on Feng Daoyu, and it is a bit too much of a loss for Zhang Ye.
For a moment, he couldn't understand what Luo Xing's gourd was selling.
Bai Yufan said suspiciously: "Are you sure?"
"The young master is right, he really doesn't need to use a knife when he meets him."
Luo Xing didn't say anything, and the rising star of the Kuang Dao Sect said with a slight smile.
This made Bai Yufan block Bai Yufan, his stomach full of aggrievance, and his face looked a little ugly: "Then let's start."
Feng Daoyu suddenly felt pressured, so if he still lost, he would be really shameless to see others.
The main hall of the sect is not as good as the formal competition platform, but it is quite wide.
If you only compete with fists and feet, you can move around and move, it will be more than enough.
The two of them were dozens of steps apart, looked at each other, began to control their breathing and operate their exercises.
After about ten seconds, some of the aura accumulated on Feng Daoyu escaped without control.
His face turned brass bit by bit, looking like a sculpture with clear water horns, full of explosive power all over his body.
The Vajra Fist that Feng Daoyu practiced is a Buddhist technique and is known for his fierceness and domineeringness.
The style is very similar to Lin Yun's Tiger Fist, but the path he takes is different.
The former condenses the angrily wrath of the Buddhist Vajra, while the latter evolves the power of the Tiger King, which is completely different.
In terms of artistic conception, the Tiger Fist is much lower.
However, Lin Yun's tiger fist was baptized by the divine tiger, and the fist and sword can be combined.
Strictly speaking, his Tiger Fist has completely exceeded the level of basic boxing.
Just the momentum that evaporates can make people feel Feng Daoyu's terrible anger. His Vajra Fist is indeed extraordinary.
On the other hand, Zhang Ye looked calm and still couldn't see the depth.
From the surface, his aura has been completely suppressed by Feng Daoyu.
"The Wrath of the Vajra!"
Seeing the anger in the body, the
Not easy to control.
Before Zhang Ye could reveal his flaws, Feng Daoyu roared wildly and punched him out.
As he rushed over, he emitted a faint yellow light and shadow on his body, and there was a faint Buddha power in a faint way.
It is the symbol of the completeness of Vajra Fist!
When he killed Zhang Ye, a yellow fist had already overflowed from the right fist that was blasting out.
It looked like a ball of flames, burning wildly.
Zhang Ye had not moved his silk, and his right hand used his palm as a knife and his arm as a blade, which was horizontally placed in front of his chest.
clang!
Feng Daoyu's Vajra rage bombarded Zhang Ye's arm, making a dull sound of bronze collision.
It seemed like bombarding a statue, but the other party had not moved at all.
"Is this the only skill?"
Zhang Ye pulled a sarcasm from the corner of his mouth, and he was shocked suddenly.
The momentum accumulated in his body burst out with a bang, as if a knife sounded.
Feng Daoyu was out of control and was shocked to death.
"kill!"
The smile on his face suddenly restrained, Zhang Ye frowned, and the momentum he emitted suddenly condensed.
The sharpness between the eyebrows is as sharp as a sword.
He used his palm as his blade, but there was no weapon, but the harsh sound of his palm was sharper than the blade.
Swish swish swish swish!
Once the fierce offensive was carried out, it was overwhelming.
In an instant, Feng Daoyu felt extremely uncomfortable, and the fierce momentum of Vajra Fist was fully exerted.
It seemed as if the sword shadows were flashing all over the sky, Feng Daoyu looked struggling and dodged left and right.
But it was still difficult to avoid, and after a while, my clothes broke open.
There was a trace of blood, which looked no different from the traces of being cut by a sharp blade.
As blood splattered, Feng Daoyu's face became paler and he tried hard to keep the key.
The inner disciple of Qingyun Sect was shocked and his face changed wildly.
No wonder Ye doesn't use weapons in this chapter. He has a knife or a knife, and there is almost no difference.
"Vajra subdue the demon!"
Feng Daoyu, who was so pressed by the sharp sword, made a desperate attempt to turn the tide.
"Evil Wind Slash!"
Zhang Ye smiled coldly, using his arm as the blade, like lightning flashing, attacking him first.
His arm slashed on Feng Daoyu's chest like a blade, and he could only hear the sound of a broken rib.
Feng Daoyu spit out a mouthful of blood and was shaken away, his face pale.
"If I were using a knife, you were dead!"
Zhang Ye looked at Feng Daoyu who was unable to stand up on the ground and said softly.
Feng Daoyu looked furious, but he couldn't refute it. What the other party was telling the truth.
He didn't see how the knife just now took action.
So much so that his Vajra Subduing Demons were hit instantly before he could even use it.
"Senior Brother Feng."
Two inner disciples stepped forward to check Feng Daoyu's injuries and looked shocked.
"Young Sect Master, Senior Brother Feng's internal organs were shattered..."
"My surname is Zhang, you are so cruel!"
After fighting with fists and feet, he was so seriously injured that he would definitely not be able to recover without three months.
Bai Yufan's mouth twitched, but he still held it back.
Luo Xing said with a slight smile: "Brother Bai, he has no eyes and he can't stop his hands when he moves. I think Zhang Ye is also unintentional. If Brother Bai is accustomed to it, I am willing to take out a blood-transforming pill to apologize."
“No need.”
Bai Yufan felt his face burning, and his face was almost swollen.
Luo Xing laughed and said, "Hahaha, Brother Bai is generous. I don't know how much this brother ranks in your sect."
"Junior Brother Feng has good talent and good cultivation, but he is just the last in my inner sect."
Bai Yufan said lightly, his inner fluctuations were not reflected on his face at all.
Luo Xing sneered: "Haha, Qingyun Sect is worthy of being the first sect in Tianshui Kingdom. This disciple who has achieved great success in the eighth level of martial arts and Vajra Fist is only ranked last in the inner sect!"
"The ranking last? I don't know which brother there is still to compete with me."
Zhang Ye was a little dissatisfied when he heard this, and looked provocatively, looking directly at Lin Yun and others.
The inner disciples of Qingyun Sect all pondered and hesitated.
It's said it's the countdown, but in fact everyone knows it.
Feng Daoyu's strength ranks among the top eight in the inner goal, and is no less weak than them.
To defeat Zhang Ye, at least the three people in the inner gate can be somewhat confident.
But if the other party chooses not to use weapons, then the person who faces the battle will not make sense to use weapons.
In this way, this is really not sure.
Lin Yun thought to himself that the young master of the Kuang Dao Sect is very scheming.
He took the initiative to ask not to use weapons, and then he would destroy most of the inner disciples of Qingyun Sect and have the strength of most of them.
Seeing Zhang Ye's terrifying hand knife and his ruthless attack, I was afraid no one would dare to step forward.
"Is there no one? The young master thinks that I am qualified to fight you now."
Seeing that no one responded to the challenge, Zhang Ye showed a sarcastic look on his face and looked at Bai Yufan again.
Bai Yufan pondered without saying a word and did not answer.
Everyone knows that he is not afraid of this Zhang Ye.
However, the young sect leader was forced to take action by a rising star in the Kuangdao Sect.
After it was spread, it had a great blow to the reputation of the sect.
Lin Yun's thoughts were like lightning. If he did not use weapons, he would only use boxing to meet the enemy.
When faced with Zhang Ye, he didn't have much confidence in his heart.
But now his sect leader is forced into such a situation.
No matter how others think, he doesn't care. He is an inner disciple of Qingyun Sect, so he has no reason not to stand up.
But just as Lin Yun was about to fight, the palace gate was suddenly pushed open.
"Who said that there is no one in Qingyun Sect?"
Hu Zifeng's figure appeared with the incoming sunlight, and he looked quite majestic at this moment.
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