Scar Qing frowned lightly and did not pay much attention to Yang Buyi. In a blink of an eye, he fought with the man in black robe again.

Yang Buyi's expression remained unchanged. He continued to watch, but he couldn't help but become secretly surprised, because the scar young man's strength was extremely terrifying.

In his hand was a green strange sword that looked like an ancient vine. Every sword was dull and thunder, making a "woof" strange whistle that cuts through the air. There was no trick, just trying to hit one blow, fast, ruthless and accurate, and it was the most perfect embodiment of his sword technique.

The young man in black robe opposite him was extremely powerful, and he was at the peak of the first level of the Nascent Soul Realm, named Gulin. I heard that he had once entered a secret realm of the sect with just one person's strength. He was a rare genius disciple of the Baji Sect.

Gulin is very famous, and few ordinary geniuses are his opponents. At this moment, when facing Scar Young Man, he can only be suppressed and beaten. He retreats step by step and dare not defeat him. If it weren't for his body skills, he would have been defeated long ago.

In the void, there was a stern and fierce sword energy flying everywhere.

The people watching the battle around were already stunned and could not talk to themselves. This was not a sword fighting, but this was a life-threatening person. The scar-scared young man seemed calm, but in everyone's eyes, he looked like a lunatic, and his move was fatal.

"What a sharp sword path, with a sharp murderous aura and a heavy sword light, it's really terrible." Fatty Xuanzhong was shocked in his heart: "This kind of sword path is completely a way to kill with life. If you are not careful and cannot kill the enemy, you are killing yourself. This guy is practicing extreme sword path, which is another direction for killing the sword."

"Gulin is going to lose!" After looking for a while, Yang Buyi shook his head slightly and made a judgment.

Obviously, in terms of strength, perhaps that Gulin is not as weak as this scar young man, but in terms of momentum, it is completely different. The understanding of battle between the two is too different. Such a battle is simply not comparable.

Sure enough, within a moment, the young man in black robe was forced back by the scarred young man with a sword. His body was already dyed red, with sword marks, and blood was still coming out of many places.

Obviously, the scarred young man just now really didn't hold back, so this is not a battle.

Gu Lin looked at the scarred young man with a gloomy expression. Obviously, he never wanted to experience such a battle again.

Forcing him to retreat was not only a humiliation, but a relief. Otherwise, if he continued, he really didn't know whether he would die under the sword of the scarred young man.

The people around couldn't help but start talking, but the sound was extremely low, as if they were afraid that the people in the void would hear it.

"A pervert, this Leng Xing is said to be one of the core disciples of the killer organization "Zhi", but his killing is not a conspiracy, but an open conspiracy. It is said that he never attacks people when he kills people, but kills others from the front. Poor Gulin, when he sees him in the future, he will stay away." Someone murmured.

"So you know his origin too? According to the killer organization, there are not many people who are willing to interact with him. He is too cold and cold. He doesn't seem to have a friend. Basically, no one dares to talk to him. They all hide away. Who dares to get along with such a person?"

"Yes, he is a madman. Do you know how the knife wounds on his face come from? I heard that when he was a child, he killed the enemy step by step. Although the enemy died, he was also slashed hard."

"Brother, your statement has been denied long ago. There are various legends about the origin of the scar on his face, but there is only one true truth, but it is buried in his heart forever, making it impossible for others to peek at it."

"Shh, whisper, dare you talk about him, don't want to live anymore? Don't be heard by him, that's all."

"Well, stop talking. Just by being caught by his eyes, my back was already cold. You can imagine how much fear Gulin had to bear? If he heard these words, if he didn't like them, he would be done."

"Hehe, Brother Yang, I'll tell you a secret. In fact, Leng Xing is a peerless beauty." Fatty Xuan Chong suddenly laughed, his expression a little vulgar.

"She is a woman? How do you know?" Yang Buyi said in surprise.

"Hehe, Brother Yang, you don't understand this. Look at her figure, it's perfect. Look at her face, it's fine and tender. Although a scar has destroyed her beauty, if you look at the outline of her little face carefully, it's perfect."

The fat man Xuanzhong became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he had discovered something incredible, and his excitement actually showed a despicable smile.

Suddenly, he turned his head and shouted: "Brother Yang, you should be able to observe these with your strength. You don't understand this? Are you still a young man?" Then he laughed strangely.

Yang Buyi glared at him and asked in confusion: "If she is a woman, what kind of bride recruitment meeting will she come to attend?"

"Hehe, Brother Yang, you don't understand it now. Some of this man are as good as Long Yang, but this woman is inevitably not going to have similar habits." Fatty Xuan Chong laughed.

Yang Buyi frowned and couldn't help but look at Leng Xing again with a strange look.

At the same time, Leng Xing, who was about to leave, had his ears slightly moved, as if he felt something. A gaze that was extremely cold came over. The fat man was as dark as falling into an ice cellar. His chubby body trembled and he was like a spasm. He hurriedly hid behind Yang Buyi, not daring to speak.

Yang Buyi was helpless, and Yu Guang slightly met Leng Xing's gaze.

Leng Xing's eyes were cast, and immediately, the surroundings were silent, and it became strangely empty.

Then, a meaningful smile appeared strangely at the corner of Leng Xing's mouth, and everyone exploded immediately. For the first time, they actually saw him laughing.

Why did Leng Xing laugh?

Fatty Xuanzhong shivered when he saw this smile and felt creepy.

"Brother Yang, you may have offended her. Maybe she will find any way to punish you in the future." Fatty Xuanzhong said softly to Yang Buyi.

"Her gaze is clearly looking at you, you're done." Yang Buyi smiled at him as if nothing had happened, and also scared him.

"Uh?" Fatty Xuan shrank again, glanced at Leng Xing's back, and hurried back to the first airspace.

As soon as the two came back, they saw Mo Huang, surrounded by black demonic energy, punching Li Changsheng away with a punch, showing his domineering aura.

"This guy is tricky, I'll leave it to you." Li Changsheng wiped the blood stains on the corner of his mouth and glanced at Yang Buyi who had just flew back.

"Let's decide the first place between us." Mo Huang suddenly looked at Yang Buyi.

boom!

Without any extra words, he rushed towards Yang Buyi directly. The two of them fists and the waves of air exploded and they retreated at the touch.

Just as Mo Huang retreated, the phantom that Yang Buyi divided was attacking Mo Huang with a siege, and the sword light had already slashed on him.

"Hmm? Something is something, it really didn't disappoint me." Mo Huang, who had not yet stabilized his body, was a little surprised, but his face turned cold and he instantly punched a few punches, directly smashing Yang Buyi's phantom phantom.

Yang Buyi did not give him time to breathe, and came again. Obviously, just like Mo Huang thought, he wanted to crush his opponent in a violent manner.

Yang Buyi used his palm as his sword, and swung his palm out, and the sword energy radiated across three hundred meters, turning into a train to kill Mohuang.

"Soul Conjuring." A layer of black light appeared on Mo Huang's body, forming a big hand and covering it forward.

The sword light passed by the black big hand in the air, and they all remained peaceful. It was an explosion without energy.

"The tangible energy can never defeat the invisible energy, and your sword light cannot eliminate my magical powers." Mo Huang sneered.

Yang Buyi was slightly surprised and controlled the sword light to kill Mo Huang. At the same time, a layer of Qi mask rose up around his body to prevent the attacking black hands.

The sword light rushed towards Mohuang, but it was wiped out by him with great energy. His breath was only chaotic for a moment and he recovered in an instant.

However, the black hand that Mo Huang waved through Yang Buyi's Qi shield and suddenly accelerated, holding Yang Buyi's head, as if he was about to pull out his soul, which was actually a soul killing move.

"I dare to show off my skills in the carvings and insects, and I will do it for me." Yang Buyi sneered and used the division of yin and yang. The soul power in the sea of ​​consciousness surged like a surging river. The powerful soul power spread out one after another. Under the impact of the soul power, the black big hand was directly shattered.

Mo Huang, who flew into the air, suddenly turned red, forcibly suppressed his damaged mind, and shouted angrily: "Soul-catching!"

Yang Buyi had just broken free from the black big hand, and Mo Huang appeared in front of him again. The faint light flashed in his palm, and the turbulent wind was turbulent, as if it was the confusion in the depths of hell.

He slapped his head with a palm, trying to slap his head simply and roughly.

But Yang Buyi's expression remained unchanged, and his breath was swelling, pushing Mohuang half a foot away.

But the faint light in Mohuang's palm emitted a series of sobs, and the sound of soul-catching the light flashed, which was actually charming. Yang Buyi immediately stayed in place.

He was set on the spot, and Mohuang gradually broke through his defense, and the faintness of his palm slowly pressed towards his forehead.

"Ten Directions Killing Domain." Yang Buyi roared lowly, his eyelids gently squirted, his eyes showed a splendor, a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth, and endless sword energy rushed out of his body, forming the endless Killing Domain.

"What?" Mo Huang was shocked and felt that there was endless murderous aura all over his body. He seemed to be in a vortex and could not get out of it.

Mo Huang said angrily: "Impossible, how could you recover? Is your soul stronger than mine?"

"I should be better than you." Yang Buyi chuckled and activated the "Ten Directions Killing Domain". Mo Huang was directly collapsed and was twisted in the middle by the boundless sword energy, like a silkworm cocoon.

Mo Huang's face was distorted, his soul breath exploded, and he roared: "Sky collapse!" The black light shot out from his body, revealing the killing domain. The boundless power seemed to be about to collapse the sky, directly shaking away the killing domain that bounded Yang Buyi.

Mo Huang stared at Yang Buyi with horror, and suddenly took a step forward. The powerful aura immediately surged out of his body, shaking his robe, and a momentum of extreme fear of oppression spread out with evil spirits.

"You didn't disappoint me. You are indeed the one who competed for the first place with me." The rage in Mohuang's eyes quickly disappeared, replaced by a kind of cold and cruelty, like a vicious wolf about to rush to eat.

As for Mohuang's changes, Yang Buyi also narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Bang!"

The next moment, Mo Huang's body was like lightning. In a flash, he appeared in front of Yang Buyi with a pressure aura. He clenched his right fist, and then punched Yang Buyi in the chest without any fancy.

Mohuang's punch is plain and simple, but under the sharp and pure Qi, it has more destructive power than a sharp blade.

"Woo!"

Wherever the fist wind passes, the air is shaken and opens, making a low whine sound.

Feeling Mo Huang's extremely sharp fist wind, Yang Buyi's heart was slightly terrified. He deserved to be the one who defeated Li Changsheng. The strength and the sharpness of the qi alone were much stronger than ordinary quasi-gods.

Also at the peak of the first level of the Nascent Soul, Yang Buyi was not inferior to Mo Huang in terms of his physical body and energy. He lifted his fist and chose to fight with Mo Huang. The fist wind was howling, and a stream of mental power surged out of the sea of ​​consciousness quickly, and an invisible spiritual barrier was arranged in front of him.

"Bang!"

Facing Yang Buyi who was coming at him at a rapid speed, a look of contempt flashed through Mohuang's eyes. When the fist wind blew, it hit the mental barrier heavily. The fist like a hill collided with it. The power was transmitted, and it suddenly poured out like a volcano erupting.

"Click!"

Faced with Mo Huang's fierce attack, the mental barrier did not last long, and it was declared broken. Then it was naked, and the two fists collided directly.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Yang Buyi was directly beaten thirty feet away.

Mo Huang looked at him, his pupils shrank slightly, and he roared in his heart: "Impossible, how could he be safe and sound? Even the demon god Chi King possessed him, he could not knock him down with one punch. No wonder he is stronger than me? This is impossible."

"What a great power, why has his power increased so much at once?" Yang Buyi was shocked, his whole body was numb, and a huge force swept through his body. It took only three breaths to remove it.

Looking at Mo Huang, who was possessed by a demon god, Yang Buyi's eyes froze slightly and said to himself: "There is a vague black shadow behind him, which directly adds exponentially to his power. In the pure power comparison, I am actually slightly inferior. What kind of magical power is this? It's simply terrible."

But he did not take a step back, like a tower that lifted the sky, giving people a feeling of being upright and invincible. The energy surged here, forming a more solid defense, protruding the mental power, forming a mental barrier, sensing everything around him, and responding to Mohuang's attack at any time.

"Roar!" Mo Huang roared wildly, and the phantom behind him increased a little, and he could vaguely see the majestic face of the phantom.

Mo Huang's whole body was covered with black light, as if a demon god who had emerged from the demon world. He came to Yang Buyi with a stronger attitude, "Look at how many punches you can take me!"

Yang Buyi retreated quickly, and the layers of mental barriers he released were directly swallowed by the breath released by Mo Huang. The latter killed him in a arrogant manner.
To be continued...