Three people and three swords spread out into an attack like a net. The blue bricks on the ground shattered inch and splashed in all directions, forcing a group of people from the martial arts world to retreat.

At the same time, everyone's eyes were on the field, wanting to see how Yang He, who put down his big talk, defeated Ni Wenbin and the other two in ten moves.

Hurry!

When the three sword lights gathered down, Yang He's body was like a floating light, transforming dozens or hundreds of phantoms, and phantoms were like bubbles, pierced and torn apart by the sword light.

But Yang He's true body disappeared at the same time, as if it turned into the wind in the void, an invisible aura lingering beside Ni Wenbin and the other two.

Bang! Bang!

Zhou Chengyun and Zhu Yanling's body trembled violently. She was hit from in unknown direction and suddenly flew backwards and fell to the ground.

"First breath!"

Yang He's voice resounded in Ni Wenbin's ears. Ni Wenbin's pupils contracted, and his hand flipped, and the sword light like an angry wave burst out, covering all directions of his body.

The sword light buzzed and expanded, and then it divided into light like silk threads, breaking through the air, falling to the ground, and quickly plowing a series of gullies.

“Flamboyant!”

Yang He's voice was indifferent and suddenly appeared in front of the sword light. He did not dodge or avoid it, and he opened his hand with one hand and turned into a claw!

Boom!

This claw covers all directions and six directions, seals the sky and locks the earth. In an instant, Ni Wenbin felt that the whole world was enemies with him and attacks him from all directions. He roared wildly, waved his long sword, stabbed a sword, ten swords and hundreds of swords. The sword sword was as powerful as the wind, but it could not break through Yang He's claw cover.

"Second breath!"

As soon as Yang He stepped forward, he captured the sword's edge. The powerful energy surged up, causing Ni Wenbin to groan, and then a claw that was unpredictable fell on his chest.

Click!

Ni Wenbin's chest bones shattered, and he fell back several steps, his face turned pale, his chest was ups and downs sharply, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

Ni Wenbin's eyes were dim and he stared at Yang He: "Three breaths, not even yet. Is the gap between the eleven and the third one so big?"

Yang He's palms were hanging down, still calm: "Since you are defeated, then follow me. Don't let me knock you out and take you away, that would be too ugly."

As he spoke, Yang He stepped forward in the direction he came, walked ten feet away, suddenly turned his head, staring at a group of people from the world who had not yet come back from their shock, and suddenly said, "I almost forgot the serious business. Please ask all the fellow practitioners of the world to pass on a sentence for me, so that Xiao Shiyilang knows that killing Yang Yinghao is nothing. If he is brave enough, come to me. During the Sword Palm Meeting, Yang He will be at any time."

After a word, Yang He left long.

Ni Wenbin supported Zhou Chengyun and Zhu Yanling, and the three of them looked ugly. They were both injured due to physical injuries and their self-confidence was also hit.

The three of them are also noble families. This time they went out, they wanted to become famous, but unexpectedly they almost fell into the thief's nest last night, but today they were easily defeated by Yang He, and they were immediately discouraged.

Following Yang He, the three of them were full of worries.

The crowd of martial artists in the martial arts scene was in an uproar after Yang He left.

"So amazing! So awesome! This young master Yang Wu really makes me embarrassed."

"What was the claw technique he used just now? It defeated Ni Wenbin in one encounter, which is incredible."

"Yang He invited Xiao Shiyilang to fight, and there is another good show. However, it is said that Xiao Shiyilang is already a master of Xuanfeng. Although Yang He is strong, he is probably not a match for Xuanfeng, right?"

"Haha! How can a mysterious fetus be so easy to achieve? People in small places have never seen the world and spread rumors. The Yang family is well-informed. Maybe they have known that Xiao Shiyilang is not a mysterious fetus!"

...

In a restaurant on this street, in a room with doors and windows closed, Qiao Shuangliang withdrew his peeping gaze and asked the same question.

"Is Xiao Shiyilang a mysterious fetus?"

Qiao Shuangliang still maintained the appearance of a short and fat merchant and looked at Ge Yuankai, who was his policing envoy.

"If he hadn't been a mysterious fetus, he would have fallen into my palm last night." Ge Yuankai said in a deep voice.

"Since that's the case, what does this young master Yang Wu mean? Does he really feel that he can defeat the Xuanfei with fetal breath?"

Qiao Shuangliang said in surprise.

Ge Yuankai pondered for a moment and said, "Yes, no, I'm afraid Yang He regarded Xiao Shiyilang as a whetstone, and wanted to use the pressure of fighting with the other party to sublimate in desperate situations and condense into a mysterious fetus."

"This is a risk. What a glorious way for Jin Tang Yang? Why use this method?" Qiao Shuangliang was a little confused.

Ge Yuankai shook his head, "You think you are taking risks. Maybe Mr. Yang Wu is confident, and don't forget the current head of the family. This Mr. Yang He has the style of being a father."

Qiao Shuangliang thought something.

The head of the Yang family is the concubine's son, which is more than ten times worse than Yang Yinghao. He can turn the tables against the wind and take the position of the head of the Yang family. It can be said that he has been in danger for half his life and has worked hard.

"Haha, it's worthwhile to be able to see the Eight Desolate Divine Claws today." Ge Yuankai smiled again.

Qiao Shuangliang remembered the power of Yang He's claws before, and his face was moved: "It was rumored that Yang Yingjie's eight-deserted divine claws came out and eight-deserted divine claws were shocked. Even Commander Yuan praised him when he saw them. I believe it now."

He sighed and looked solemn: "Tell me the serious business, how much have you found out about the news about Tianming Gate and Zhujian Villa?"

...

A few days passed in a flash.

Above the field, a figure shot through the air, and then came to the ground again, suddenly dispersed into phantoms, and then merged into one. Suddenly, the shadow swayed, reaching a hundred feet away.

Pei Yuan's body was calm and he showed a look of satisfaction.

This speed has increased by at least 30% on the original basis.

And this is the result of his first cultivation and just getting started.

A sad step is a footwork that makes the enemy miserable and terrible.

In the past few days, Pei Yuan not only allowed Seoneng to enter, but also turned the seventy-two-style thunder hand into nine styles. He did not rely on the power of the heart lamp, but was entirely based on his own deduction.

Although the nine-style great thunderbolt hand cannot be compared with the three thunder stances, it is comparable to the Yi Wood Staff Skill, and it can be called a martial arts of the Xuanfei level.

Next is to go to Zhujian Villa.

Zhujian Villa is located in a small town in Baibing Mansion. The town is called "Wanjian". Its origin is Zhujian Villa.

Pei Yuan changed his body, changed his appearance, and turned into a handsome young man, leisurely heading towards Wanjian Town.

He is familiar with his family and his way.

Many years ago, before he went to the Huaxi Sword Sect, he thought that he should have a good sword, so he came to Zhujian Villa and took away the "Broken Water Sword" and "Qianlong Sword" of Wu Taiping, the first ancestor of Zhujian Villa.

He even took away the old owner's favorite little daughter.
Chapter completed!