Outlaw

Xiao Beichen didn't speak loudly.

But calm as water!

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

Previously, whether it was Liu Chong, Li Hu or Han Tian. When facing the Xiongwei Dojo, they were all under great pressure. Even a peerless female prodigy like Gong Luoxi felt so stressed when she faced Ye Qianxiong that she was even prepared to die.

But Xiao Beichen was able to be so calm.

The state of mind is so high that it is incomparable to other people.

Ye Qianxiong's eyes fell on Xiao Beichen's face.

He stared and didn't say anything for a long time.

Everyone was very surprised.

No, Qianxiong was looking down on all the heroes that night, even Gong Luoxi, who had barely reached the peak of nine stars, was not in his eyes.

This time, he actually looked at Xiao Beichen so seriously?

Swish!

Zuo Tu stood up suddenly at this time, intending to show off in front of Ye Qianxiong. He pointed at Xiao Beichen and shouted: "Xiao Beichen, what qualifications do you have to fight Master Ye Qianxiong?"

"I'm here to destroy you."

Zuo Tu was about to take action in a fierce manner.

The right disciple stretched out his hand to stop him: "Are you crazy? He is the man who blocked Master Qianxiong's punch. Not to mention you, even I am not his opponent."

Zuo Tu woke up from a dream.

Yes, just now Xiao Beichen blocked Ye Qianxiong's punch for Gong Luoxi.

I hate myself so much that I have lost my mind...

Zuo Tu didn't dare to speak immediately and turned to look at Xiao Beichen on the ring.

Swish swish!

Everyone inside and outside the ring, in the wooden building across the street, was staring at the ring.

The atmosphere is suffocating.

At that moment, Ye Qianxiong spoke: "I thought the person who would go on stage to fight me today would be Li Yunxiao or Ye Qinghong. I didn't expect that they would let you be such a young man. Zuo Tu was right, there are no warriors in Zhonghai. All Xia are low-breeds.”

Xiao Beichen shook his head: "My coming has nothing to do with others. Just because I think I should come. That's all."

Ye Qianxiong was angry: "This time I came to Zhonghai, I never killed anyone. I thought that my compassion could win Daxia's admiration and surrender. But, a scoundrel is a scoundrel. A group of ants who don't know whether to live or die, one by one. Come and provoke me. It’s as endless as a fly. I’m angry!”

"Today, use your head to kick off my campaign to conquer Zhonghai Martial Arts!"

The moment he finished speaking, Ye Qianxiong suddenly took a step forward and appeared in front of Xiao Beichen.

Raising his hand, there was peerless pressure like a mountain, rolling down on him.

This move alone was already several times better than the previous strength against Gong Luoxi.

According to Ye Qianxiong's estimation, Xiao Beichen would be crushed by this palm in minutes.

However, Xiao Beichen, who stood with his hands behind his back, remained motionless.

There was no intention of resisting at all.

Boom!

When the palm print landed three feet outside his body, it was firmly blocked by an invisible inner force.

The young man put his hands behind his hands, his expression as calm as water: "There is no need to do this boring test, just use your strongest method. Let me see how capable you, the East China Sea villain who crushed Zhonghai twenty years ago, are. "

"Because the outcome has already been decided, the efforts you are making now are just to release your own light as much as possible before you die. Leave your mark on this world."

The cold voice carried a peerless feeling of deciding the outcome in advance.

"Arrogant! What qualifications do you have to plan my ending?!" Ye Qianxiong was furious: "I'm testing you just because you are not qualified to let me use my strongest means."

Raise your hand, the Gong family has sixty-one hands.

Tiger!

Far better than the previous sixty hands of bear paws.

The power is rolling, and it has the power to bulldoze everything.

Gong Luoxi was frightened by this scene and shouted: "Xiao Beichen, be careful, this is the Gong family's [-]st move, the power of the tiger... is extremely powerful, get out of the way!"

She was afraid that Xiao Beichen would be beaten to death by the power of the tiger.

But, how could Xiao Beichen ever dodge at all?

Still holding his hands behind his back, motionless, like a god of war.

Face the torrent that pours down from the sky!

boom!

The arena shook, the tiger's power was unparalleled.

However, it only stopped three feet away from Xiao Beichen.

These three feet of land seem to have an invisible barrier that can block thousands of methods.

Gong Luoxi was dumbfounded.

The sixty-one moves that he couldn't even hit were ignored by Xiao Beichen...

Xiao Beichen, is this your true strength?

Ye Qianxiong, who failed to succeed with one strike, stared seriously at the young man in front of him for the first time: "It's amazing. It's amazing! You can actually take down my mountain-shaking sixty-one moves with your bare hands. Your strength is far superior to Gong Luoxi. I’m afraid it has reached the stage of Nine-Star Small Perfection.”

"You deserve to see my sixty-four mountain-shaking moves!"

Swish!

Ye Qianxiong didn't hide anymore and kicked his foot on the ground.

The inner strength exploded.

Nine-star Little Perfection!

Raising his hand, he shot sixty-four hands in succession, each with a different secret technique. After the last hand was formed, sixty-four transparent palm prints were formed outside the body.

Like the Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara, it overlooks all living beings.

Everyone inside and outside the ring worshiped him and were frightened.

"This is the sixty-four hands of the Gong family that dominates the world!"

"Die!"

The moment he finished speaking, Sixty-Four Hands struck out boldly.

It's like a peerless powerful man who has discovered thousands of dharma doors in the world is casting a spell, and it's even more like a powerful Buddhist Arhat who is doing the Tathagata's wrath.

Before the palm seal came, the terrifying pressure had already caused the arena five meters around Xiao Beichen to collapse.

A strong gust of wind swept across, sweeping in all directions.

It is as vast as a river, how can human power resist it?

Everyone in the audience was horrified.

They never expected that Ye Qianxiong's true strength was so terrifying!

Gong Luoxi was trembling as if seeing a ghost: "He actually hit the Gong family's sixty-four moves... This is the pinnacle... Arhat move! Even his father only hit it when he was forty years old. Handed by Arhat. Ye Qianxiong is too strong."

Thinking of this, Gong Luoxi shouted fiercely: "Xiao Beichen, this is the Arhat Hand, the pinnacle of the Gong family. It can subdue demons! Sixty-four hands, each hand is an Arhat Hand, and each palm is stronger than the other. As long as you are When the first palm hits, the following palm prints will attack one after another, and it is absolutely impossible to dodge. Get out of the way quickly! You can't withstand it!!"

She hoped that her roar would remind Xiao Beichen to take measures in time.

However, Xiao Beichen stood motionless with his hands behind his hands.

The golden bell suddenly landed, covering the whole body!

Resist!

Boom!

The arena exploded, the strong wind whipped thirty meters, and all obstacles in its path were shattered into pieces.

After the smoke and dust cleared, Xiao Beichen was still standing there, unscathed.

The golden bell outside his body buzzed and roared, completely resisting Ye Qianxiong's peerless palm print.

quiet!

The whole place was silent!

Countless pairs of eyes were staring at the young man in the field.

Unbelievable.

Both the left and right disciples were dumbfounded.

Ye Qianxiong frowned: "Oh? Is this the Golden Bell Cover, the pinnacle of Pingnan Henglian's Thirteen Taibao?! It's amazing to be able to temper Henglian's Golden Bell Cover to this level!"

Xiao Beichen patted the dust on his body: "The sixty-four moves you made are nothing more than that. Is there any other method?"

"If not, I will take action."

"If I take action, you will never have the chance to release your firefly light."

Ye Qianxiong was furious: "Arrogant! The sixty-four moves of the Gong family were just what I learned in the first half of my life, just to fulfill an idea. Later, I studied under the Ghost Sword Shura Shrine. This was my great opportunity."

Clang!

Ye Qianxiong brazenly pulled out a black samurai sword.

The three-foot black blade shines brightly and has an intimidating edge.

It was actually more powerful and terrifying than the black blood blade that Han Tian had taken out before.

People a hundred meters away felt the sharp edge of the sword and did not dare to look directly at it.

Immediately afterwards, he pulled out two other black samurai swords from their scabbards.

The shapes are slightly different, but the grades are all above the Black Blood Blade.

The three knives respectively show the three artistic conceptions of sharpness, bloodthirsty and murderousness.

"Decades ago, I worshiped at the Ghost Sword Shura Shrine and was taught by a divine disciple. I was given three samurai swords as a gift. Today, I use these three swords to kill you on the top of Lingyan Mountain."

Holding three swords in both hands, he raised the shocking sword light of three artistic conceptions and slashed forward boldly.

"Boy, now I want you to experience the peerless swordsmanship of my Ghost Sword Shura Shrine."

"Ghost sword, three-sword style, slash!!"

Whoa!

Three swords flew, and three ghost heads appeared vaguely. They opened their bloody mouths and slashed at Xiao Beichen in three directions.

A black aura filled the surroundings.

The sky is full of chills!

The brilliance of the sword is peerless and unstoppable.

Xiao Beichen looked extremely insignificant under these three ghosts, and was not worth mentioning.

hiss!

Everyone in the audience was stunned.

Have they ever seen such shocking swordsmanship?

No one can resist it, right? !

Gong Luoxi was horrified: "I always thought that the Sixty-Four Hands of the Gong Family was Ye Qianxiong's greatest support. Unexpectedly, he actually joined the Ghost Sword Shura Shrine, one of the five major shrines in the East China Sea. He also learned such a terrifying three skills. Dao Liu. Even Xiao Beichen, who is a nine-star small perfectionist, will definitely die."

"Hey, after all, I underestimated the world's heroes too much."

A long sigh, full of sadness.

Xiao Beichen's performance before had made her despair, and a glimmer of hope emerged in her heart.

Now, this hope was extinguished by Ye Qianxiong himself.

She gritted her teeth, as if she had made up her mind.

Across the street, above the wooden building.

Han Xiao, Han Mo, and Han Beichuan were so frightened that they collapsed on their chairs, their eyes widened, unable to say a word.

"Ye Qianxiong, you are too strong! No wonder even Li Yunxiao and Ye Qinghong, two extremely powerful men, did not take action. It turns out that they have long known how powerful Ye Qianxiong is."

"Isn't it? We are just like fools, because we listened to Gong Luoxi's slander and sat in this box because of our passion."

"If I had known earlier, I should have gone to the wooden building next door and stood in line for peace talks. Ye Qianxiong is so terrifying that no one can stop him!"

"..."

Liu Sheng slumped in his chair, speechless.

Gong Ling was very happy. He put his hands behind his back and stared at the square in front of him: "Gong Luoxi, you are so naive to expect Xiao Beichen to reverse the situation. After you die this time, it will be a great achievement for me to handle the situation in Zhonghai." If you return to Gusu City, you can seal it. Without you, the Gong family will gradually decline in the future. Our Gong family may not be able to replace you."

Zhang Qing was so excited at this moment, he clenched his fists and his face turned red: "Xiao Beichen, Xiao Beichen, you will die in the hands of Ye Qianxiong after all. When a person dies, there is nothing. My Zhang family is still the same A big family in Xiling.”

Zhou Li shook Neng Qing's hand and was very proud. She glanced at Mu Ziyan: "Zi Yan, your husband is indeed very good, but he is too crazy. If you don't seek death, you won't die."

Mu Ziyan said nothing, stood up abruptly, and walked out of the wooden building.

It was drizzling in the sky.

She held an umbrella alone and stood in the rain, staring ahead with her beautiful eyes.

Wearing a blue cheongsam, she has a peerless grace. She holds an umbrella independently and only stares at the person in front of her.

At this time, on the stage.

Xiao Beichen stood with his hands behind his back, watching helplessly as the three-sword style peerless ghost sword slashed down.

Eh!

The young man sighed: "If this is your strongest means, it's really disappointing."

Raise your hands, put your palms forward, and block.

Boom!

The arrogant Ghost Sword Three-Knife style was directly blocked by the invisible inner strength.

No matter how loudly the three ghosts roared, they could not break the inner energy outside their palms.

Ye Qianxiong was shocked: "How is that possible?! I am at the level of Nine-Star Little Perfection, and with the Three Ghost Sword Styles, I can definitely sweep away all the Nine-Star Little Perfect masters. How can you... Why can you easily block the Three Ghost Swordsmanship?" Knife style?"

"Why?! Okay, I'll tell you the answer." Xiao Beichen snorted coldly. He slowly raised his right hand and pointed toward the sky.

"Everyone, use your sword!"

The moment he finished speaking, the katana swords in the hands of the eighteen East China Sea warriors around the ring were trembling crazily.

Bang bang, bang bang...

Countless samurai swords unsheathed themselves as if driven by some mysterious force. They hovered in front of Xiao Beichen, and finally extended from Xiao Beichen's feet into the air, turning into eighteen suspended stairs.

Xiao Beichen put his hands behind his hands and looked up at the sky: "Ye Qianxiong, the martial arts of Donghai are all learned from Daxia. The swordsmanship of Donghai is even more so. I have already seen your swordsmanship of the Ghost Sword Three Swords style, but... you Have you ever seen Daxia’s real swordsmanship?”

After saying that, the young man raised his right foot and stepped on the first suspended katana.

Katana, steady.

Step two, take the second katana ladder.

The body is completely supported on the katana and stands suspended in the air.

Still surprisingly stable.

Boom boom boom!

Xiao Beichen stepped on the blade of the samurai sword and climbed higher step by step.

The knife is a ladder to heaven!

Young man, step by step to reach the sky.