Only by using unfathomable words can he describe his feeling about ye Xiwen's strength. Although he hasn't seen all of it, it's just the tip of the iceberg, which has made him feel like this. Therefore, we have to find a way to win Ye Xiwen over.
"It's interesting. That's right. If you have only this ability, you've borne the name of the first person in modern times for nothing. Aren't all people blind for so many years?" Yan Buyi laughed and didn't care. He flew up and suddenly had a sword in his hand. It was a Confucian sword representing Confucianism and a scholar's sword. The sword was full of mighty righteousness.
He chopped down directly at Ye Xiwen and broke the sky, which has the potential to split the world.
Ye Xiwen was finally a little serious. His body suddenly stretched straight, his face showed a faint smile, and the breath of God spread out in circles, like ripples.
Before the fallen sword Qi approached Ye Xiwen, the Haoran righteous Qi was smashed by Ye Xiwen's breath and could not approach Ye Xiwen at all.
His lofty righteousness could not do any harm to Ye Xiwen.
"Buzz!"
The breath on Ye Xiwen suddenly burst out, as if a terrible force had awakened in his flesh, rising layer by layer, as if it had opened some kind of prohibition in his body, which suddenly became extremely terrible.
Such a breath seems to have exceeded some limit, which is a terrible breath that even gods can hardly have.
"How could it be? How could the smell be so terrible?"
"He is almost as good as me. How can he be so much better than me!"
"Really, even the kingdom of God has been suppressed. It's terrible!"
A master exclaimed that many people can feel that the kingdom of God in their body has been completely suppressed, which is very amazing.
Even Gu Shiying stared. This time, ye Xiwen's strength really showed some.
"Bang!" Yan Buyi's Shizi's sword slashed Ye Xiwen's body, but without the blessing of Haoran righteousness, only a burst of sparks splashed on Ye Xiwen's body, but it could not break Ye Xiwen's defense.
Yan Buyi finally realized Ye Xiwen's horror at this time, which seemed to be worse than the rumors.
Among the various rumors of Ye Xiwen, there are how he defeated his opponent with the help of the peerless fierce sword, as if he could succeed only by relying on the peerless fierce sword. Ordinary people don't have a real concept of his real strength at all.
At this time, ye Xiwen didn't do anything, just a simple punch, and a huge vortex was formed under the strength of the punch.
This whirlpool has evolved into a world, in which the earth, sky, ocean and even creatures have evolved. This is a world, which is a terrible skill.
"Six samsara boxing!" After all, Gu Shiying has extraordinary knowledge. After only one look, he instantly saw the origin of this terrible boxing and the humanitarian boxing among the six samsara boxing.
But it seems to be different from the humanitarian boxing he knows. The six samsara boxing is widely spread, but often even people with bad luck can only get one of them, so he has seen it.
But it seems different from the humanitarian fist he saw last time. It can even be said that it has reached a new realm, not only the humanitarian world, but also a completely new world.
This is the result of Ye Xiwen's perception of heaven after condensing the kingdom of God, which is directly reflected in his various martial arts accomplishments. Compared with the previous humanitarian boxing, this humanitarian boxing is more terrible now.
In the past, humane boxing can only evolve the civilization of the human race, but now humane boxing can evolve a unique civilization belonging to the whole world.
"Bang!" Ye Xiwen's humanitarian fist hit Yan Buyi's Shizi's sword, and suddenly burst into an amazing light. Yan Buyi screamed and retreated on the spot. There were cracks in his right hand holding the sword, and blood splashed from it.
"Deng Deng Deng!"
Yan Buyi retreated several steps before he managed to stabilize his body. There was something incredible in his expression, which seemed to completely exceed his expectations.
"What kind of monster are you? How can you have such great power!"
His right hand was shaking violently, and he didn't know the blood dripping down. Because his whole arm was completely numb, he couldn't feel the pain of broken arm and blood splashing.
With only one fight, the gap between the two sides has been so large that it is difficult to accept Yan's expression.
He had always thought that ye Xiwen was no better than you. The so-called name of the first person in contemporary times is just that people hold him for fun. He can't take it seriously at all. Now it seems that he is still too naive.
Although many people are not as famous as meeting, ye Xiwen in front of them is ten times and a hundred times more terrible than rumor.
It was the first time in his life that his whole arm was destroyed by one punch. In the past, even those senior brothers were ignored, but he had practiced for years.
But now he can't comfort himself with such an excuse, because ye Xiwen's practice years are shorter than him.
"One punch, one punch?"
"Is he really so strong?"
"Sure enough, it's not the first person in modern times. I'm afraid it's almost the same!" Many Confucianists can't help saying that they are a little stunned.
In the hearts of these people, Yan Buyi is not much worse than Gu Shiying. He is also at the top of the world. I can't imagine that someone can beat Yan Buyi with one punch.
"Do you want to continue the competition?" Ye Xiwen closed his fist, closed his whole body, and suddenly changed into a calm appearance. He just looked at Yan not easy to say.
"Brother Ye's accomplishments are superb. Younger martial brother Yan is not an opponent. There's no need to continue this competition!" Gu Shiying said.
He has seen that Yan Buyi is not ye Xiwen's opponent at all. If he continues to compete like this, the face of Confucianism will be lost.
"No, I haven't completely lost yet, ye Xiwen. As long as you take another move from me, I'll admit defeat and admit that you are really unparalleled in the world!" Yan is not easy to bite his teeth and look at Ye Xiwen. In his eyes, his indomitable fighting spirit is burning.
Gu Shiying was embarrassed to look at Yan not easy. He knew how stubborn the younger martial brother with hot character was. He never refused to lose. He could let him say that he was the first person in the contemporary era. It can be imagined how shocked this punch was in his heart, far more than what he showed on the surface.
"Well, no matter what moves you have, I'll follow!" Ye Xiwen said faintly that he was confident and was not afraid of any changes.
"Well, you are a man!" Yan Buyi had a little more appreciation in his eyes. What he hated most was those guys who didn't do things easily.
At this time, Yan Buyi seemed to have mana burning, and instantly turned into countless noble righteousness. Centered on him, he swept away in an instant, forming a huge tornado and storm.
On his body, endless Haoran righteousness condensed, and then evolved into a virtual shadow to wrap him up.
This huge and incomparable figure became clearer and clearer. It turned out to be a Confucian who couldn't see his face clearly, but it was not the virtual shadow of someone, but the idea of hundreds of millions of disciples of Confucianism over the years. It seemed that as soon as it appeared, it formed a terrible Qi and rolled down from ye Xiwen.
"Boom!"
Ye Xiwen's eyebrows frowned slightly, and his clothes made a hunting noise. Under the scour of this terrible Haoran righteousness, he kept shaking.
"Ye Xiwen, watch it. Although I'm not as good as you, it's not that my Confucian martial arts are not broad and profound enough. It's just that I'm not good at what I've learned. This move is called, Haoran sword. It's the highest and unique skill I understand!" Yan is not easy in the sky, and his voice is full of dignity. At this moment, he is not fighting alone. He is the embodiment of the ideas of countless Confucian children.
A sword appeared in his hand, shining brightly, hundreds of millions of milli light bloomed, forming a powerful storm.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the sword in the virtual shadow's hand suddenly fell down, and the terrible blade washed away the sky, tore a crack on the sky and spread towards Ye Xiwen.
This sword has the momentum of swallowing the stars. The wind and cloud rises suddenly, with an immortal majesty, as if it wants to surpass this world and the universe.
Ye Xiwen couldn't help but be serious. Suddenly, countless dominant sword ideas burst out on him. This is the supreme unique Kendo skill he learned. Behind him, a huge virtual shadow also formed in an instant. Although he is only a person, he can compete with the virtual shadow of Confucianism and Taoism condensed by the ideas of countless Confucian children.
A terrible sword was intended to condense on his hand, and countless laws were wrapped around his hand like ribbons, rotating constantly, bringing out a powerful and terrible impact.
Looking at the fallen giant sword, ye Xiwen's dominant sword finally took shape and welcomed it.
"Boom!"
A huge collision woke everyone up from the shock. Even the most crazy people didn't expect such a fierce collision.
"Good, terrible!" Many people retreated, dared not approach, and quickly set up a border in front of themselves.
The two sides were in a stalemate, and at this time, the dominant sword idea in Ye Xiwen's hand suddenly strengthened its strength.
"Bang!" The mighty sword broke open. rs
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