Eternal Demon King

"My physical body is far from yours, so I won't say more."

Yang Xuan shook his head and asked back: "I beat your dog, you are here to chat with me, right?"

"The nonsense ends here. I won't take advantage of you. I won't use Yuan Li next time, and I will suppress the physical strength to a level comparable to yours, and then I will defeat you in an upright manner."

The tyrannical black hair is scattered and arrogant, and he will fight with Yang Xuan in the same realm when he opens his mouth.

This is the self-confidence of the hegemonic body of the sky, and he believes that under the same power, Yang Xuan will lose.

When Yang Xuan heard Ba Wudao's words, he was stunned for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth twitched up, revealing a faint smile, "Your temper suits me very well, but it seems that we are not destined to be friends."

"I don't have any friends, and I don't need friends. Let's do it."

"Well, I will compete with you, but I have to remind you before the battle that I am invincible under the same strength."

"Haha, you're crazy, more crazy than any genius I've seen over the years, but those who dared to be arrogant in front of me all ended miserably, and no one was able to die well."

"Yes, I might be an exception."

"Be ashamed, let me meet you and see what you can do."

Ba Wudao holds his own identity and is unwilling to take action first, but Yang Xuan is too mad, and he is furious in his heart, regardless of what others think.

As the ground shook for a while, he stepped on the ground with both feet, and roared from a distance of a few meters, punching Yang Xuan with a mighty thunderous fist, swift and terrifying, and the fist wind rumbled.

"It came just right!"

Yang Xuan's eyes were like electricity, his black hair was flying, and there was no expression on his face, but there was a rising cloud of war in him.

His movements were neat, steady and accurate, with the fingers of his right hand open, he grabbed Ba Wudao's fist, yanked it into his arms, and then pushed his left knee up and slammed into Ba Wudao's lower abdomen, very hot and ruthless.

"Humph!"

Ba Wudao's eyes were full of coldness, and he raised his foot to block his knee.

With a bang, the two clashed with lightning, retreated in unison, and then rushed towards each other, attacking and killing each other.

"Shh!"

This time, it was Ba Wudao who shot first, with a strong palm shot, directly hitting Yang Xuan's forehead.

Yang Xuanji took a few steps back, avoiding the tyrannical edge, and when he was about to run out of power, he brazenly attacked and threw his fists on it.

boom!

The fists clashed, and the two retreated, but Yang Xuan only retreated seven or eight steps, while Ba Wudao retreated a full ten steps.

This is normal, the strength of the two is evenly matched, one is about to use his palm, the other is attacking, and Ba Wudao suddenly suffers a bit of a loss.

However, his body was strong and he was not injured.

However, the eyesight of the spectators was extraordinary, and they were all silent for a moment.

The Cangtian Tyrant Body has always been a tyrant from the Xuantian Great World. It has been rare for 100,000 years. It is known as the most powerful treasure body in the world, and it is powerful enough to sweep its contemporaries.

But Ba Wudao couldn't help Yang Xuan right now, and he didn't even do any harm to Yang Xuan. Instead, Yang Xuan used his skill to gain a slight advantage.

This undoubtedly makes people's hearts surging, and everyone can't calm down.

Although Ba Wudao deliberately suppressed his strength to a level comparable to Yang Xuan in order to win beauty, this was enough to shock people.

At the very least, Yang Xuan's melee combat skills were not inferior to Tyrant, or even better.

"What the hell is going on with this guy!?"

The crowd's eyes flickered, looking at Yang Xuan without blinking, constantly guessing his origins in their minds.

The big world of the Sanctuary is vast and boundless, and there are hundreds of small worlds from all sides. Among them, geniuses are not uncommon, but geniuses like Yang Xuan are not uncommon before and after, but they are absolutely rare and hard to find. Come out a few.

Under the eyes of one after another, Yang Xuan's expression did not change, there was no arrogance on his face, but he had the upper hand.

This is because Ba Wudao is too arrogant, and he doesn't know his details.

If he fights again in the future, he will not be so easy.

"Your strength is very strong, but your battle today is doomed to end in failure."

Ba Wudao's face was gloomy, he didn't beat Yang Xuan with one blow, but was repelled by Yang Xuan for a full ten steps, which made him irritable and unbearable.

He was born in a domineering family, has a celestial body, and is destined to be famous in the world in the future.

But now, in front of everyone's eyes, he met a peer of the same age as him.

Especially since this person is still a teenager with an ordinary physique, this is really a shame and humiliation, making him very unhappy and furious.

"Come to fight!" Yang Xuan shouted directly.

The matter has come to this point, it is useless to say anything, only a battle!

"Hmph, once I beat you!"

Ba Wudao rushed over, came to the front almost instantly, waved his fist, blasted the void, and hit Yang Xuan's chest.

Swish!

Yang Xuan's body flickered, as fast as a ghost. Few of his peers could match his speed. He was as fast as a light smoke. He leaped and avoided a punch that was faster than lightning.

The punch failed, Ba Wudao's face became more and more ugly, and his face was almost distorted.

He had just released a rhetoric in front of the world, wanting to defeat Yang Xuan, but Yang Xuan easily avoided his fist.

This was tantamount to slapping himself in the face, he only felt a burning pain on his face, and he hated Yang Xuan deeply.

"Coming and not being indecent, you also take a punch from me."

With a loud shout, Yang Xuan has never been passively beaten, and he launched a counterattack in an instant.

If these attacks are replaced by ordinary warriors, let alone resist, I am afraid it will not be too late to respond.

But Ba Wudao is not an ordinary person. Although he is reckless and domineering, he has the best melee combat experience of his generation. Almost as soon as Yang Xuan's fist came, his body moved sideways.

At the same time, his right foot volleyed into the air, and a whip leg was like a dragon going out to sea, with an unstoppable force, directly hitting Yang Xuan's head.

If this kick is real, Yang Xuan will have a concussion if he doesn't die.

Fortunately, Yang Xuan knew how powerful Ba Wudao was, and he was prepared for it.

This is a domineering support leg. Once hit by this blow, no matter how strong the body is, it will fall to the ground.

And if he fell to the ground, Yang Xuan would have several close combat techniques that would prevent him from getting up again.

Ba Wudao was taken aback. He didn't expect Yang Xuan's on-the-spot reaction to be so swift, and his melee attack technique was so sharp. He immediately put away his contempt, his left leg slammed on the ground, and he quickly evaded backwards with a flip.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

Yang Xuan lost his foot, the air exploded, and a large-scale explosion showed how powerful this foot was.

During this process, Ba Wudao fell from the sky, stabilized his body, and then without gasping for breath, he rushed forward and punched Yang Xuan directly in the face.

Yang Xuan's expression remained unchanged, he stepped back a few steps, and slammed his right elbow against Tyrant's temple.

This is an easy attack, completely relying on his own fighting instinct, very natural, although the action is not fancy, but it is full of a kind of violent beauty, just like the god of war is coming, wanting to sweep the nine heavens and ten places, in all directions.

Ba Wudao's heart trembled violently, and he had no choice but to free up his other hand to meet him with a punch.

The two made moves very fast, and they collided strongly in an instant.

Boom!

A wave of air swept out, and the ground within a radius of ten feet was cracked and dust was flying.

Just under the smoke and dust in the sky, the two figures did not give up, attacking one after another, each strike would be played with speed and precision, and they wanted to kill each other.

In close combat, the emphasis is to keep moving forward, with me without you, with you without me, and whoever has the slightest slack will eventually be defeated.

This point, whether it is Yang Xuan or Ba Wudao, is well aware of it, so they are not soft-hearted.

Bang bang bang! ! !

The two had a fierce confrontation, like two wild ancient beast cubs fighting at close range.

Everyone was stunned, these melee attacks, appearing on the two teenagers, were enough to shock the world.

Domineering comes from a domineering family, and he must have cultivated close-up attack and killing skills since childhood, so I won't say much.

And Yang Xuan is just a teenager with an ordinary physique, how did he cultivate, and he was able to fight with tyrannical tyrants at a very young age.

Looking at his fists or feet, or withdrawing and dodging flexibly, a series of close-quarters combat skills are so perfect that everyone felt extremely shocked.

"This son must have a great background!"

"Yeah, maybe it's from another domain. It's the same-generation protagonist of a certain big world. This combat power is too terrible. It is difficult for us in the big world of the holy domain to find a peer of his age to compare with him."

Several senior warriors chatted in low voices, everyone's face was shocked, because Yang Xuan's melee combat experience was too strong, even more than those of them who have been in the martial arts for hundreds of thousands of years.

In the sound of a series of collisions of meat and meat, the two have fought over a hundred moves, but neither of them can do anything.

Originally, Yang Xuan planned to win by skill, but as Ba Wudao became serious, he realized that Ba Wudao was definitely a genius, and his melee attack and killing skills were no weaker than himself.

Surprised in his heart, Yang Xuan's blood boiled, and his eyes were full of fanaticism.

In the Shenwu Continent, he is a juvenile evildoer, with the highest strength of his generation, and no one is his opponent.

But in the Sanctuary Continent, he encountered the tyrannical tyrant who possessed the celestial hegemony.

This is a real strong enemy. He is not afraid to say it, but is extremely excited. The more he fights, the more frantic he is, punch after punch, all kinds of ultimate moves, attacking the tyrannical.

Ba Wudao's face turned black, his eyes were cold, and the battle had far exceeded his expectations.

This is the most difficult battle since he became famous. He thought that his combat power was stronger than that of his generation, but he ended up fighting to this point.

"If you stop here, you will lose this battle."

Yang Xuan shouted that although he does not have a peerless treasure, he has practiced the eight aspects of life and death, and has cultivated half an immortal body. Compared with physical strength and endurance, Ba Wudao is far inferior to him. Therefore, Ba Wudao has no chance of winning after a long battle. .

Unless, he tore his face and increased his strength.