My Martial Arts Can Train Themselves

What a coincidence. The wind and thunder falling magic sword array is really related to Yang Yi.

But this move, surnamed song, is really inferior. At first glance, it's a thing to tear down bridges.

"What's the name of city Lord song?"

He asked with interest.

"Song Yunlong."

Over there, the young city Lord reported his name.

His tone is not very good. After all, in his eyes, Yang Yi is not qualified to know his name, but he doesn't mind saying more in order to become familiar with Yang Yi and distract the attention of Mu Guishan.

"Song Yunlong, isn't he?"

Yang Yi shook his head and didn't intend to go. He robbed the city Lord of song.

With a swing of the wrist, he threw a cone of fire, Tribulus terrestris and Xuanzhong peak.

"Hum, how dare you do it? It's just Bai Zhen's attendant..."

Song Yunlong's eyes were cold, and Yang Yi's reaction made him feel funny.

If Bai Zhen is here, he still has something to fear, but he is just a young man who has just entered Tongqiao territory. Why do you do it?

Really think he's easy to bully when he's chased by Mu Guishan?

Giggling and shaking his head, he was about to counter it, but suddenly he noticed something strange.

How come the concentration of mental power contained in these two xuanbing is so high?

It has even reached the point where it can interfere with space!

Song Yunlong looked at the two magic soldiers. His scalp was numb and exclaimed, "you read all about heaven?!"

This concentration of mental energy has definitely reached the level of the whole mind to the heaven!

He looks younger than him, but he can attack to this extent?

There's no time to think.

Song Yunlong lost his resistance in an instant.

Urge the body method to turn into a vague shadow and quickly sweep away.

The pudgy old man also went deep into the sand.

Two mysterious soldiers fell to the ground and burst into a violent roar.

Song Yunlong's body stagnated in the air. When he saw this scene, he was afraid, but soon, the corners of his mouth rose again, shook his head and said, "there is power in the air..."

"Are you confident in your speed?"

Yang Yi's figure suddenly flashed, and Xu Li greeted song Yunlong's face with a fist.

Song Yunlong's pupils trembled, but he still avoided with his treacherous body method. Yang Yi also used his body method to cooperate with each other's actions and followed up.

Then the fist in his hand greeted him directly from a tricky angle.

For a moment, the thunder bloomed.

Song Yunlong's body was like a shell. He hit the sand and half of his strength defense was unloaded.

Yang Yi saw that he didn't leave his hand. His fingers coagulated. The powerful giant sword took shape quickly and cut down.

Whew!

The sand was ploughed out into a long gully.

The giant sword hit song Yunlong, collided with his body armor and detonated violently.

Song Yunlong came slowly and tried to escape while the sand covered the sky and the sun.

But Yang Yi, who was soon caught up, kept greeting with his fist.

He was bleeding at the corners of his mouth and had no chance to use the escaped xuanbing. However, he had to fight with Yang Yi.

His palm technique, like his body technique, is very good. It is a martial art at the level of enlightenment. Although it has not yet been completed, it is quite mysterious to use it in his hands.

One after another, Yang Yi couldn't get close for a while.

After all, he is a master of tongtianjing, and he is so young that it is impossible to say that he has no details.

The movement here soon attracted the attention of Mu Guishan.

Originally, he was immersed in the joy of the new martial arts swallowing the wind and thunder falling magic sword array.

This newly learned body refining skill could absorb the energy of the array, which really surprised him.

When he noticed that song Yunlong and Yang Yi were fighting hard, he laughed.

Although Yang Yi's performance exceeded his expectations, song Yunlong was restrained at the moment, which was obviously in line with his heart.

"This friend around the White City Lord, I didn't expect that you could burst out the fighting power of tongtianjing."

Mu Guishan noticed that Yang Yi's strength was very strange. He knew the orifices and the sky for a while. He thought that the latter used some secret method, which broke out the strength of Tongtian territory in a short time.

It's reasonable to think so. After all, Yang Yi's age is here. Such a young Tongqiao territory is reasonable. Tongtian territory is a little scary.

"Why don't you and I work together to eat song Yunlong with a beak?"

He jumped, took several steps in the air, and quickly swept towards the center of the battle.

Mu Guishan knew why Yang Yi suddenly attacked song Yunlong, so he didn't worry about whether they were acting or doing anything.

"Get out."

Yang Yi is not interested in working with Mu Guishan.

With a low drink, it hides the soul cutting technique and directly faces Mu Guishan.

Mu Guishan was like a great enemy, as if the divine consciousness was hit by a heavy hammer at this moment, and then was overhead.

When the divine consciousness reconnects with the body, it is already half a breath, but the state is still not very good, dizzy and dizzy.

Yang Yi ignored Mu Guishan for the time being.

Even if he took advantage of the half interest gap, he couldn't kill each other with one move.

After all, the other party's body still has the strength to protect the body.

The level of tongtianjing is not as weak as imagined.

Continue to use boxing and collide with song Yunlong's palm print.

"Little brother, look at your appearance. It seems that you really have a grudge against the old shepherd thief. How about we make peace?"

Song Yunlong gradually found that his palm technique was stretched out in front of Yang Yi. Although the strength of the latter was high and low, it was very surging.

If this stalemate continues, he will suffer losses.

"I was wrong before. Be frank and frank. I hope you don't mind, little brother."

"You are a member of the White City Lord, and the White City Lord is not compatible with the old shepherd thief. Now the old shepherd thief is injured. We can go together."

It's exactly what Mu Guishan said.

Yang Yi always has an indifferent expression.

He doesn't think what song Yunlong did was straightforward.

Turn over to song Yunlong's back, turn the fist into a palm, find the weak area of the opponent's strength defense, and hit it with one palm.

Pooh.

Song Yunlong seems to be wearing some kind of armor, xuanbing.

Yang Yi's palm was stabbed, burning and painful, but the latter also stumbled two steps.

"Burst!"

A force as thin as a hairspring entered song Yunlong's body. With a low drink from Yang Yi, a series of explosions occurred.

Bang bang!

Song Yunlong crackled.

Power waves swept out of the body and cut in all directions.

He knelt down and spit out a mouthful of blood, mixed with a lot of tissue fragments.

"How possible, how possible?"

Song Yunlong's eyes were distracted. He could not imagine that such a strong explosion could be generated just by being invaded. What kind of martial arts is this?

He looked up at Yang Yi like a monster.

At the same time, I regret that I shouldn't be smart enough to provoke such a abnormal opponent.

But at the beginning, who could have thought that the young man in front of us would have such terrible strength?

Yang Yi walked slowly to song Yunlong.

The latter's skin began to show symptoms of dry hair and become wrinkled.

He shook his foot on the sand and repulsed the pudgy old man who wanted to save people. At the same time, he bent his fingers and shot, breaking song Yunlong's strong defense and killing him.