Brother Zhetian Yang

Chapter 51 Yao Fang, Jujun

The elder's operation was as fierce as a tiger's, clicking and clicking to connect the woman's bones, and then ordered people to take her back to Lifeng to rest. It is estimated that he will need to rest for at least half a year.

Just now he was as proud as a peacock, but now he is as embarrassed as a pig or dog.

Yang Xingchen also has a backer in Taixuan Sect, and with people from the Hua family as his backbone, even if he has the strength of the second generation, Yang Xingchen can completely ignore her. Who will spoil her?

"Yang Xingchen wins!"

Yang Xingchen stood there, quietly waiting for the third battle.

The third opponent is still a woman. She is also very beautiful. There is no ugly person among practitioners.

This woman's name was Yao Fang. She formed a seal with her hands, and two silver dragons strangled Yang Xingchen.

Yang Xingchen was surrounded by blue stars. The stars in his eyes were disillusioned and his divine power was surging. He directly waved his starry fist to meet him.

Now he has basically figured out that after nine transformations of the Turtle Shell Technique, coupled with the baptism of the physical body by the power of countless stars every day, in the same realm, the physical body of the Star Peak disciple is the best, regardless of which one he is. For the main guy, just use your fists to fuck him.

Boom boom boom.

It was like a blue river of stars roaring and surging forward as Yang Xingchen's body rolled forward.

The blue star river, this bright fist, hit the two silver dragons.

Click click click.

The two silver dragons that were transformed collapsed in an instant and fell into pieces. They turned out to be two silver swords.

Yang Xingchen's figure was dreamlike, rushing forward like lightning, and his dreamy blue fist directly shattered the woman's body. Bones and flesh were scattered everywhere, and blood rained.

At this time, Yang Xingchen's whole body was shrouded in dreamy starlight, and the blue starlight was like a burning flame.

After being reborn many times, his body was flawless and sparkling like a sapphire, comparable to a divine weapon.

As expected, he is worthy of being a disciple of the Star Peak. He is physically powerful and can smash the psychic treasures of other disciples of the main peak with his bare hands.

"You..." The elder who was the referee was so anxious that he got angry.

This kid's attack was too harsh, and he had to come to the rescue again.

He immediately used a golden mirror, the golden mist was misty, the brilliance was brilliant, and a golden divine light suddenly bloomed like the scorching sun.

The head of the female disciple was still intact, but the bones of her body were exposed. Her flesh and blood were in tatters, and her bones were also broken.

The elder had no choice but to use a big move to quickly collect her flesh, flesh and bones, forcefully knead them together, and then use a supreme secret technique to heal her injuries.

It took a full quarter of an hour before the elder referee, with wisps of smoke coming out of his head, revived the woman.

If he didn't spend a lot of magic to rescue her immediately, this female disciple might really be useless.

It is estimated that it will take less than six months. This injury cannot be healed well. If he wants to fully regain his original strength, it is estimated that it will take at least eight months.

The elder waved his hand and ordered the female disciple to be taken back to their main peak for cultivation.

"Yang Xingchen wins!"

Since it is a sect competition, everyone must take it seriously and not treat it like a family competition, otherwise it will not play a role in tempering the disciples.

Although the elder referee was angry and anxious just now, he was still fair and did not criticize Yang Xingchen.

Disciples compete with each other, and injuries are inevitable. As long as the person is not completely killed or crippled, everything is negotiable.

Yang Xingchen calmed down and stayed on the ring to wait for the next challenger. The divine light that was like a blue flame on his body disappeared, and the dreamlike blue stars all disappeared. His body returned to its normal color of flesh and blood, and the powerful aura also restrained.

At this time, Yang Xingchen was like a handsome eighteen-year-old boy, like the big brother of his neighbor, as gentle as jade, harmless to humans and animals.

Soon he ushered in his fourth opponent. This man seemed to be a middle-aged man in his forties. He exuded a terrifying murderous aura. He seemed to be trying to put pressure on Yang Xingchen to find a flaw. .

This person's name is Jujun, and his surname is Ju, which is a rare surname.

"This move is of no use to me. Punch me first!" Yang Xingchen said with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Xingchen, who looked like a sunny boy just now, was instantly enveloped in the light of blue stars. The lights of the stars were intertwined together like lightning, and his whole body emitted terrifying energy fluctuations.

The starlight around him condensed in an instant and turned into a blue armor. The stars shining on it were like inlaid stars, like a armor made of sapphires, and it was powerful.

He punched out, and the surrounding essence of heaven and earth seemed to be drained out in an instant. The huge fist was like a star, with an amazing sense of oppression.

Ju Jun opened his mouth and vomited, a white light emitted, and his body turned into a white dragon and rushed towards Yang Xingchen.

Click click click.

The white dragon and Yang Xingchen's star-like fists collided heavily, and white light spread everywhere. It was a white jade ruler that collapsed in an instant, and pieces fell to the ground.

The middle-aged man was shocked and couldn't believe that Yang Xingchen actually broke his jade ruler.

After Yang Xingchen shattered the white dragon, his speed did not slow down, and he was like lightning, unable to rush forward.

The blue flames surged and roared like the tide, and the star-like fists whined with violent power, making people dizzy.

The middle-aged man seemed not to have expected that Yang Xingchen's body could be so powerful. With a buzz, a black shield appeared in front of him, growing larger in the wind and becoming extremely thick.

Shining with metallic luster, it was like a small hill, firmly blocking the front.

With a loud bang, Yang Xingchen's fist instantly transformed into a blue mountain, smashing the black shield into pieces and scattering it in all directions.

The force of his powerful impact knocked the man away, vomiting blood.

But he hadn't given up yet. The brilliance within his body shone brightly, and twelve bloody divine swords rushed out. The bloody mist was rolling, carrying a terrible fishy smell. The rotten smell seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell. I don't know. Where did you find such disgusting materials and refine weapons?

Yang Xingchen didn't want to break it with his fist, it was too disgusting.

He quickly retreated, opened his mouth wide, and displayed the secret technique of the Avenue of Stars. He opened his mouth and spit out a breath of avenue energy, violently attacking the man and his weapons.

This secret technique is exactly the Qi of the Stars. It is made by smelting the power of the stars with the practitioner's innate Qi. It is indestructible and can be compared to a divine weapon.

I saw that the stream of air flying out of Yang Xingchen's mouth was smelted with the power of countless stars. The divine light was as bright as a torrent of stars, roaring and roaring, which could shatter mountains and rivers and everything.

The star energy, which is said to be breakable by all things, met the twelve bloody divine swords. The sky was shaking and making a clicking sound. The twelve divine swords were shattered inch by inch and turned into flying objects. Ash is scattered everywhere.

With a pop, the middle-aged man was affected. His limbs and hands were instantly cut into thirty or forty pieces by the scattered star energy. Only his head, chest and abdomen were left, and he turned into a human stick with a thud. Dropped to the ground.

"Ah..." The man's face turned red and he couldn't help but scream.

The elder referee immediately flew over, and the golden mirror gathered his broken body again to heal his injuries.

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