"Eclosion and immortality!"
Lao Yi burst out and burst out infinite immortal light. The infinite immortal light tore the sky and seemed to lead to another world. Songs were singing in Brahman. Countless immortal lights condensed into an immortal country, which was going to bombard out from the other side of the crack. It seemed to shock the dead.
"Qiang!" The sword light in Ye Xiwen's hand is even larger, rising in the wind all the way, and growing into a size of tens of feet. It splits like lightning in the air. It has no martial arts and moves, but the simplest chop.
However, such a simple chop made the whole sky change color, the space completely split and cut to Lao Yi.
"Boom!" Ye Xiwen's long sword was very fast, and there was a faint sound of thunder boiling in it. The long sword cut through the immortal country, and the immortal country collapsed in an instant.
Lifting weight as light and lifting weight as light as heavy, these two realms were randomly transformed in Ye Xiwen's hand. The power of light and heavy for a while made that immortal country unstoppable and broke in an instant.
"Damn it, the immortal is the eternal fairyland!" Seeing ye Xiwen's sword split his immortal country, Lao Yi was so angry that he immediately burst into a drink: "immortal caresses my top!"
Another blow came out, and a peerless immortal was born, with white hair and beard, a white robe, thousands of feet tall, like a true God, and a blow towards Ye Xiwen.
This is the supreme fist intention condensed. In Lao Yi's idea, this is a true immortal, the goal pursued by their eclosic cult for hundreds of millions of years.
This fist transcended the immensity of the universe. It broke the whole space into a huge crack and swept towards Ye Xiwen with a lightning speed.
Ye Xiwen immediately raised his sword and turned into a sky of sword light to protect himself. After all, he has not really stepped into the great saint, so he can't really care about the attack of the power of the great saint.
If he stepped into the Mahatma, he would not look at such an attack, which could not pose a threat to him.
"Boom!" The black crack directly hit the sky above the sword light.
A startling roar blew out directly, sweeping out a huge mushroom cloud directly at the collision place, rising up, and the boundless force swept out in circles like the waves, like the stars exploding and shining in an instant.
Equally divided, the black crack couldn't move forward. Then there was another explosion: "knot hair and give longevity!"
It was another supreme fist technique, which was blasted out by the old man with crane hair and childlike face. Another fist broke the world, and Shengsheng blew out the essence of longevity, and one fist fell down.
Lao Yi was angry, really angry, desperate, and another punch superimposed, just like the wave, one wave is not flat, one wave rises again.
This move is a consistent two moves with the previous immortal caressing me. It is one move superimposed into one move. The power of the two moves will be magnified countless times when used continuously, which is extremely terrible.
Ye Xiwen had just stopped this wave of attack, and suddenly felt a more terrible force sweeping over. It was much stronger than just now. A huge fist, like coming from the horizon, smashed the sword light of Ye Xiwen's protective body. The countless sword lights fell on that fist, but it could not stop the fist at all, Instead, he was instantly hanged to pieces.
"Boom!" That fist instantly exploded three inches in front of Ye Xiwen, but it was blocked by a bloody border. The boundless fist strength exploded on the border, and the boundless strength spread and swept out in circles.
It was the Tianyuan mirror that started in an instant and automatically protected the master.
There was a huge pit in that border, and cracks like cobwebs cracked in all directions.
Ye Xiwen directly flew backwards out, turned dozens of somersaults in the sky, unloaded Juli, crushed a meteorite with one foot and stopped.
"Is that the only way? If that's the only way, you'll die!" Lao Yi's eyes were filled with a tyrannical look, and he was very happy. He completely released the peak strength in the early stage of the great holy land. Since he entered the great holy land, he didn't play so freely, because other opponents, either too strong or too weak, didn't let him play happily at all.
Although this punch didn't hammer Ye Xiwen to death, it was much better than just now. Looking at Ye Xiwen who was blown out, he was very happy. If he didn't step into the great saint, he didn't step into the great saint. It was very different from a real great saint like him.
At the thought of this, most of his suffocating mood that he had just been unable to win Ye Xiwen for a long time dissipated.
Lao Yi stepped out one step, shortened the world, shrunk to an inch, appeared in Ye Xiwen's fist, turned into a fist again, and blasted towards Ye Xiwen.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
With a loud explosion, Lao Yi's fist turned into a fairy kingdom and fell on Ye Xiwen. The boundary on his body was also shaky in this rain like fist attack. There were cracks everywhere, as if it would be broken in the next second, but it was not broken. He was carrying such an attack bit by bit.
Under Lao Yi's attack, ye Xiwen seems to be losing and retreating continuously.
Seeing that Lao Yi had completely gained the upper hand, many of the disciples of the eclosic sect were relieved, and their faces looked a little proud, as if they were the ones who defeated Ye Xiwen.
"Hahaha, I said that the strongest man under the great sage is nothing but rubbish. He is a clown who exceeds his ability!"
"Elder martial brother Lao, there's no way to fail. This man dared to provoke our feather sect. He's really looking for his own death!"
The disciples of the badminton sect spoke and cursed one after another, as if to vent their pent up mood. Just now, they were even worried that elder martial brother Lao would be defeated by Ye Xiwen, a half step sage.
Now I think they all feel ashamed. What kind of genius elder martial brother Lao is, how can he be defeated by such a clown? It's impossible.
I completely forgot the terrible shock brought to them by Ye Xiwen's strong performance just now. Almost at that moment, they all felt that senior brother Lao was going to be defeated.
Now I can see that elder martial brother Lao's feathered fist has been practiced to the point of perfection. One fist opens the world and the other destroys the world. The two forces of birth and death are reflected in his fist intention.
Although they are all feathered Shenquan, everyone's boxing intention is different. Not everyone is the same. Although they are also the best among the core disciples, they have the opportunity to teach feathered Shenquan. Among the millions of disciples of feathered sect, they are rare and unique.
However, their cultivation of feathered divine fist can not be compared with Lao Yi who has entered the great saint. As early as he entered the great saint, his feathered divine fist also made rapid progress.
Just looking at Lao Yi's feathered fist, they have a great understanding. It's close to Tao.
Just seeing it is of great help to their cultivation of feathered divine fist.
Many martial arts practitioners in the real martial arts world around have different views. They despise the complacency of the disciples of the eclosic sect. It is a big problem that a great saint can directly crush a martial artist at the level of half step great saint without meeting. Only they don't feel complacent and think they are great.
Of course, they do not despise Lao Yi, a great saint, nor do they have the right to despise. Although Lao Yi has never won Ye Xiwen, everyone knows that it is not Lao Yi who is not strong enough, but that ye Xiwen is too terrible.
If they were replaced, they would not be able to stand any punch in the raindrop fist.
"Ye Xiwen is really strong and outrageous. Did he really not step into the great saint? He can compete with the great saint with half a step. This war really needs to be remembered in history!"
"He really hasn't stepped into the great saint. He doesn't have the boundless power of the great saint and the horror of going straight into the soul. But what's the difference between that and stepping into the great saint? Even if he has the help of some other things, he is famous enough to compete with the great saint with half a step. It's a miracle!"
"But it's time for this war to end. Although Ye Xiwen doesn't know how to fight, it's impossible to continue. The Lao Yi Vietnam War is stronger and more powerful. Ye Xiwen can only defend continuously, but he can only be a thief for a thousand days. There's no truth to prevent thieves for a thousand days. If he prevents more, he will lose. If he goes on like this, he can't support it at all!"
Although many people were surprised by Ye Xiwen's performance, before that, they could not imagine that half a step of the great sage could compete with the great sage, but no one would look after ye Xiwen. After all, if you can compete with the great sage, you can only compete, and you can't really beat Lao Yi. You can see from the scene that although Ye Xiwen is still defending, you will lose if you guard more, It is impossible to keep the holy land all the time. It is impossible to compare it with the real great saint in all aspects. It is great to resist for a short time, not to mention such a long-term confrontation.
It's like a protracted war between people and ants. It's ridiculous.
However, they soon began to be stunned, because under their eyes, ye Xiwen did not lose quickly. On the contrary, he continued to stick to it.
One thousand, two thousand, three thousand!
I don't know how long it took. Even Lao Yi began to realize that it was wrong. His feathered fist has been used for many times. The momentum of the Vietnam War has begun to decline gradually, but ye Xiwen opposite has not changed at all.
Suddenly, ye Xiwen was swept up by a surging weather trend.
"It's my turn!"
(to be continued)