My Xiuxian QQ

Chapter 163
Yang Nu and Fang Yuan are only half a zhang apart. For Yang Nu, who is half a step away, he only needs to stretch out his hand to kill someone!

"You, have you ever secretly learned my Yang family's unique knowledge of fighting cattle across mountains!" Yang Nu asked coldly.

Fang Yuan gave a disdainful smile: "What's the use of learning such a low-level martial art as bullfighting across the mountains?"

"Arrogance!" Yang Nu laughed, "I haven't seen a young man as arrogant as you for a long time, okay! Let me see, are you bluffing?"

Moo! ! !
Yang Nu slapped out his palm, and the wind from his palm roared violently, and when it rubbed against the air, he let out a roar of an ancient bull, which frightened his mind.

Fang Yuan didn't dare to underestimate it, so Beng Tian raised his palm and shook it hard.

boom!
When the two palms intersected, the strength of the palms surged like wind and thunder, and ripples and ripples in the air scattered in all directions, leaving traces of soil on the grass.

"Okay!" Yang Nu's blood was boiling instantly, his true energy was rolling like a volcanic eruption, and he was doing all he could to fight cattle across the mountain. Every palm force was invisible, yin or yang, ever-changing. The strength of beating cattle across the mountain was immersed in their body and exploded wantonly.

Fortunately, Fang Yuan's body had been tempered more than once, even half-steps of true energy could not destroy it, but the pain was still unavoidable.

That being the case, he will fight for who can stand in the end!
Fang Yuan became ruthless, and didn't try to block Geshan's palm force, he used Beng Tian's three stances to shake the sky, and the violent palm force vibrated through the air, directly acting on Yang Nu's body.

"Huh?" Yang Nu noticed it immediately and was sure, "This is not fighting cattle across the mountain!"

But immediately his eyes lit up. Although this trick is not fighting cattle across the mountain, it seems to have the same effect as fighting cattle across the mountain.

If Fang Yuan Guang recruits disciples, maybe with this move, he can create a super martial arts gym that is not inferior to the Yang family!
No, we must not let this trick fall into the hands of outsiders!
So Yang Nu laughed wildly: "Okay, what a radius, you really stole my Yang family's game of hunting cattle! Today, my Yang family will enforce the family rules here!"

Moo! ! !
Yang Nu turned Geshan Da Niu to the extreme, every move, every punch and kick, followed by a bull, extremely violent.

As if the grassland was blown by a tenth-level typhoon, the entire piece was lifted up, revealing the dark brown soil, and earthworms that were broken into two pieces could be seen in the soil.

Fang Yuan sneered: "You said that the move I used was your Yang family's Fighting Cow from Geshan?"

"That's right, Fang Yuan, don't try to quibble anymore. As the saying goes, a man who knows the current affairs is a hero. If you catch me without a fight, I can spare your life!" Yang Nu showed a cruel smile on his face, "Otherwise, don't blame my Yang family for being ruthless!" !"

"Hahaha..." Fang Yuan laughed out loud. After living so long, anyone can see it. He thought the Mu family was already shameless enough, but in front of the Yang family, it was even worse!

Gao Xiaoman yelled angrily from behind: "Old man, you are talking nonsense, my master is a god, how could it be possible to steal your martial arts, obviously you stole my master!"

"Squeak!" The chubby Golden Gu stood on his shoulders to fight against the enemy.

The baby ate the mushroom with one hand, looked at the battle in front of him for no reason, and shouted: "Fangyuan, pick mushrooms."

At this time, the Qingmiao people who heard the commotion also rushed over one after another. They all wore silver ornaments and walked with tinkling noises. Mutually.

Several old men of the same age stood beside him, with him as the head.

In the distance, many Qingmiao people came after hearing the news.

Qing Miao said that it was not big, and that it was not small. At this time, the news of Yang Lin's "washing her feet and humiliating people" and Fang Yuan's rescue of Gao Xiaoman had spread, and those Qing Miao people looked at Yang Lin and her party with angry eyes. When people looked at Fangyuan, they were much gentler.

"Patriarch Dulawu, this is a matter between the Yang family and Fangyuan. It has nothing to do with Qingmiao. Please don't interfere." Mu Song stood up and stopped the old man.

Dulawu looked at the battlefield with cloudy eyes, and his expression remained unchanged: "Using the big to bully the small is not what the big family does."

Mu Song laughed and said, "Patriarch Dulawu, you don't know. This young man stole the knowledge of the Yang family. The crime is unforgivable. The so-called bullying the small by the big is actually doing justice for the heavens."

After all, Mu Song is the head of the Mu family, that is, the head of the Hei Miao clan. Dulawu didn't want to tear his face completely, so he had to stand aside and watch.

In the arena, Yang Nu's attacks became more and more fierce, and the roar of the bull was even more ear-piercing. Gao Xiaoman stood close, and when he heard the roar, his ears buzzed and he wanted to vomit.

He realized that the roar was not right, and hurriedly dragged the innocent doll and ran back.

"Master, kill him!" Gao Xiaoman shouted while running.

"Hmph, ignorant boy!" Yang Yuan flitted to the side, narrowing his eyes slightly, as if he wanted to hijack them and threaten Fang Yuan.

But Gao Xiaoman was eccentric, holding the doll's hand until he ran behind Dulawu's buttocks before panting.

The doll doesn't know why and wants to pick mushrooms.

Moo! !

Yang Nu's fists were like bull horns, stabbing towards Fang Yuan crazily, the void was shaken by his violent true energy, adding more power.

Fangyuan didn't dodge, didn't evade, and went up hard.

The palm strength of the two palms was Tai Chi, Yin and Yang, circulating in a circle, and directly hit the opponent's body.

Fang Yuan's body was tempered by the earth's evil energy, by the star power, by the emperor's Xing Xingyuan, and he was invulnerable from the inside to the outside. Yang Nu's strength to beat the cow across the mountain made him feel unbearable pain, but it was extremely difficult to really hurt him .

On the other hand, Yang Nu, in middle age, is at the peak of his body, but under the agitation of Zhentian palm strength, his meridians are damaged, his flesh and blood are disintegrated, and even his bones are faintly broken.

Yang Nu's eyes were red, and he supported it all with one breath.

I don't believe it, I don't believe my body is not as good as a 19-year-old kid!

Yang Nu became ruthless, attacking more desperately, blood stains were faintly visible on his body surface.

This is the last madness.

Fangyuan is not in a hurry at all, more than the body?I'm afraid of you as a mortal?
He could have suppressed it directly with the nine steps of stepping on the dragon, but if he didn't, he would grind him to death little by little, making him realize what despair is, what hell is!

She dared to slander him in front of him, even if the uncle endured it, even the aunt couldn't bear it!
In the end, Yang Nu's body couldn't take it anymore, his meridians were cracked inch by inch, more than a dozen bones were broken, and the flesh and blood of his hands and arms were like messed up herbs, blurred into a ball, and a large piece could be torn off with a light scrape.

Fangyuan huffed and panted, unscathed!
"Impossible, impossible!" Yang Nu was terrified, "You, your body... Could it be that you are the Grandmaster of Henglian?!"

The true qi cultivation of Henglian Grandmasters is equivalent to the peak of Anjin, but their bodies are so tough that even Huajin masters cannot match them. Therefore, the comprehensive strength of Henglian Grandmasters can completely crush the dark energy masters, and even fight against them. Use your body to compete with Huajin masters.

"So that's it, you're actually a Grandmaster of Henglian, no wonder, no wonder, poof~"

Yang Nu spat out a mouthful of old blood and fell to the sky.

"Brother Nu!" Yang Yuan ran up to hug Yang Nu, only felt that his body was made of porcelain, as if it could be broken if broken.

Yang Lin was even more unbearable, slumped on the ground, unable to believe what she saw.

Half-step Yang Nu competed with a 19-year-old young man to beat cattle across the mountain, but he was beaten to death!

(End of this chapter)