Supreme Arrow God

(rolling all over the place for a monthly pass)

Feng Yu hit Ye Xing with a dead hand, Fang Ze was hit hard and let out a shrill scream!

However, at this moment, Fang Ze's body was being swung by Ye Xing as a weapon, and even though he was attacked by Feng Yu, he still beat him forward.

boom--

Fang Ze's body collided with Feng Yu's body, making a loud noise.

Ye Xing's physical body is far superior to other martial sages. Combined with the strong Xing Yuan, the power to beat Fang Ze out is so terrifying, Feng Yu was instantly knocked into the air.

At this moment, Ye Xing released Fang Ze's hand, and Fang Ze flew out.

Feng Yu fell more than ten meters, and just landed, there was another bang, Fang Ze smashed on him, and the two rolled into a mess.

call--

A terrifying aura emanated from the side of the formation mask.

I saw Yang Kun stopped attacking, and his eyes swept over to Ye Xing and the three, and a terrifying momentum broke out.

Yang Kun's eyes were sharp and he said disdainfully, I told you three ants to roll, you are deaf, but you are still crazy!

This formation mask is very powerful in defense. Originally, Yang Kun was the first to come here, but he failed to break through the formation mask.

Later, disciples of the other four northern sects came one after another, and Yang Kun had a competitor, and his anger was already contained in his heart.

However, even if there are other disciples of the other four northern sects, as long as he can break through the shield of the formation, Yang Kun is very confident that with his light skills, he will definitely be able to grab the secret of Flame Gang Fist.

But even if the six disciples of the four northern sects shot at the same time, they could not break the shield of the formation, which made Yang Kun more and more depressed.

But he believes that there are four eight-star Martial Saints and two seven-star peak Martial Saints, and there will always be a time to break through the formation mask, but. Now is the time when my heart is depressed. I want to find a punching bag to vent. Feng Yu and Fang Ze rushed up just now, which naturally ignited his anger, and was slapped back by him.

Although Yang Kun felt a little relieved in his heart, he still did not express his happiness. The three ants from the Sixth South Sect were fighting here.

Feng Yu was not seriously injured,

He helped the severely injured Fang Ze up. Glancing at Ye Xing viciously, but not daring to have any dissatisfaction with Yang Kun, the two hurriedly left the palace and got out.

Yang Kun looked at Ye Xing who was standing still, his face became heavier and heavier, and said coldly, Aren't you going to get out?

Ye Xing Xiang Yangkun looked over without showing weakness, and said, In my life, I don't have the word roll. Why don't you show it to me and let me learn!

Yang Kun's eyes suddenly burst into two bright lights, and there seemed to be two flames burning in his eyes.

The other five warriors attacked the formation mask. At this moment, they all stopped, their eyes were surprised, and they looked at Ye Xing.

This was the first time they had looked at Ye Xing and took a look. Obviously did not expect that a six-star Martial Saint would dare to speak like this in front of Yang Kun.

Regardless of Yang Kun's status as a disciple of the Sun Moon Sect, he is only the Eight Star Martial Saint. It is the existence that the disciples of the Sixth Southern Sect need to look up to.

What's more, Yang Kun is a late eight-star martial sage. Among the four eight-star martial sages present, Yang Kun's cultivation is the highest.

Yang Kun twisted his neck, and the bone explosion sounded repeatedly. With a ferocious meaning in his eyes, he walked towards Ye Xing step by step.

The disciples of the Sixth Southern Sect, except for Mr. Watanabe, in the eyes of my Yangkun, they are all ants, trash, and dogs! No disciple of the Sixth Southern Sect has ever dared to say such things in front of my Yangkun.

Do you think that after defeating the two wastes of the Divine Wind Sect, you can leapfrog the challenge, and you can be arrogant in front of me, Yang Kun? It's just presumptuous—!

Yi, since you don't know what rolling is, then today I will teach you well, what is rolling!

While talking, Yang Kun walked slowly and gradually approached Ye Xing. After he finished the last sentence, his momentum had accumulated to the extreme, and he punched Ye Xing with one punch.

Mid-grade Lingwu——Scorching Sun Fist!

This punch is extremely bright, like the scorching sun in the sky, dazzling, and contains the most hot and strong power.

Eight-star Wusheng shot and sent a thunderous blow. Yang Kun wanted to hit Ye Xing hard with one punch, knocking Ye Xing into the air, and then landing on the ground and rolling continuously.

Tsk tsk...I don't know whether to live or die!

Ming Shuang, a disciple of the Eight-star Martial Saint of the Xuanming Sect, pouted softly.

Xuan Mingzong has a good relationship with Sun and Moon Sect, and Mingshuang and Yang Kun have a good personal relationship. Naturally, he is happy to see Ye Xing being blasted away by Yang Kun.

Moreover, Mingshuang also thinks so, the six-star Martial Saint can never stop Yang Kun's punch.

However, just after her disdainful voice finished speaking, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.

I saw Ye Xing facing Yang Kun's fist like a scorching sun, not dodging or dodging, not retreating half a step, but a long spear suddenly appeared in his hand.

The purple ling spear instantly burst into a dark spear, and it stabbed towards the scorching sun in front of it, like the tip of a needle facing the wheat.

Although the light of the scorching sun fist was dazzling, it could not dispel the darkness that burst out from the purple ling gun.

Not only was Mingshuang's expression startled, but Leiyun, Luo Ying, and the other two warriors were also startled at the same time.

Ye Xing, he was going to fight Yang Kun recklessly!

It's good, haha...!

Yang Kun let out a grin, and Xing Yuan moved, adding a little more to the power of this punch.

boom--

As Yang Kun grinned, the scorching sun's fist and the dark spear collided, making a loud bang, and the frenzied airflow exploded, setting off a terrifying air wave, surging in all directions.

Ye Xing held the spear and stabbed forward, not retreating half a step.

However, Yang Kun's laughter stopped abruptly, a look of horror flashed in his eyes, his body was as if being hit by a fierce horse, he was shocked, and he involuntarily retreated to the back.

dong dong dong dong...

Yang Kun stepped back five steps in a row before he stabilized his body, with an unbelievable look in his eyes.

He was a dignified eight-star Martial Saint, but in a frontal battle, he was shot back by a six-star Martial Saint?

The other five martial artists were also shocked. The six-star martial artist had the upper hand against the eight-star martial artist. The ability to leapfrog challenge was comparable to that of Young Master Yin-Yang.

How do they know that Ye Xing's mid-grade Lingwu Dark Spirit Spear has been completed, and its power is comparable to that of high-grade Lingwu Xiaocheng. Even if the cultivation base is not high, the strength of Xingyuan cannot be compared with that of the Eight-star Martial Saint. Realm's dark spirit marksmanship is enough to sweep the Eight-star Martial Saint.

The shot just now was just a shot that Ye Xing stabbed casually. If he really hit with all his strength, Yang Kun would be severely injured or even killed.

Ye Xing shot back Yang Kun, and with a step, his body instantly turned into a phantom and rushed forward.

call--

Ye Xing held the purple ling gun in both hands, and slammed it down from the top, as if he was not holding a gun but a stick.

There is no such move in the Dark Spirit Marksmanship, however, the marksmanship is perfect, Ye Xing is no longer restricted by the move, and once the gun is fired, it contains terrifying power.

Ye Xing's shot smashed straight, fast and ruthless, almost as soon as Yang Kun stabilized his body, Ye Xing's shot was already smashed on the head.

At such a speed, even if Yang Kun was an eight-star martial sage, he couldn't keep up with the rhythm, so he had to clench his fists and raise his hands in a hurry, his forearms crossed to block.

boom--

The gun barrel slammed into Yang Kun's forearm, the Xingyuan defense exploded in an instant, the clothes burst into pieces, and the gun barrel collided directly with the skin.

Yang Kun's feeling at the moment was a sharp pain in his arms, as if a mountain peak was pressing down.

thump--

Yang Kun couldn't bear the force of this shot, his knees sank, and he knelt on the ground fiercely, smashing the ground into two pits.

Although most of the power was transmitted to the ground during this kneeling, Yang Kun's body was still shocked by a lot of power.

Ye Xing held the Ziling gun in both hands and pressed down, making Yang Kun, who was kneeling in front of him, unable to move, and said, Aren't you trying to teach me how to roll? Why are you teaching me how to kneel?

Looking at the picture in front of them, the other five warriors were stunned. The strength of this six-star martial artist was so powerful that with two shots, Yang Kun fell to his knees?

hiss--

Some people can't help gasping for air, and no longer dare to despise the six-star Martial Saint in front of him, this is a soft persimmon, this is simply an evil star.

Ah—! You are courting death—!

Yang Kun became angry and roared, and suddenly a starlight rushed out from between his eyebrows and turned into a flaming star in the sky. (To be continued..)

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