Comprehensive martial arts: At the beginning of Juxian Village, the crowd will become stronger

Even facing Yang Ming's invincible blade before, Feng Muyu had never felt such a strong sense of crisis.

But now, he unexpectedly lost the ability to move for a short period of time, and was completely suppressed by the opponent's momentum.

"This is……"

Feng Muyu's eyes widened in horror, looking at Yang Ming's fist.

Such a move, let alone seen it before, is simply unheard of!

not good!This kid was in disguise just now!

Feng Muyu had already noticed something, but it was too late.

The killing fist is like this, it seems to be very slow, it seems to be retracted, concentrated, and punched, every detail seems to be in slow motion, which can be seen very clearly, but in fact it is fast, coupled with the suppression of momentum, it is simply impossible Don't give too much chance to react.

kill!

Yang Ming let out a roar, as if his backlog of momentum and anger were vented at this moment.

In an instant, Feng Muyu's entire handsome face was deformed.

An extremely domineering gust of wind hit his face, causing the skin and flesh on his face to be blown away from the bones, fluctuating layer by layer.

Yang Ming's punch hit Feng Muyu's chest flatly.

Before he really came into contact with it, Feng Muyu's body-protecting true qi was already shattered under the strong pressure, like pieces of paper.

Immediately, Feng Muyu's body was under heavy pressure. First, the chest and abdomen seemed to be hit by a huge force, and a large area was sunken towards the rear in an instant.

Then this huge force gradually spread to Feng Muyu's whole body.

It was like the layers of ripples swaying on the surface of the water, but they were transferred to his body.

As the ripples spread, there were gurgling sounds from Feng Muyu's body.

That was the sound of his bones and fascia breaking apart.

A pain from the bone marrow instantly engulfed Feng Muyu's whole body.

"Ow..."

Under such heart-wrenching torment, Feng Muyu opened his mouth wide, no longer caring about his own image, a mournful scream burst out from his throat, and instantly spread around.

In the center of the square, Zhao Huaian and Yu Huatian, who were still fighting fiercely, couldn't help but pause slightly when they heard this voice.

Having already recognized whose voice it was, Zhao Huaian looked a little happy, and Yu Huatian narrowed his eyes slightly.

Here, Feng Muyu's body lost control in an instant, his limbs became limp, and he bent in different directions. The whole person looked like a deformed doll, and he flew out powerlessly.

Not only his bones, but even his internal meridians have been severely injured, so his true energy cannot be mobilized at all, and he has lost the ability to resist in an instant.

Yang Ming crippled Feng Muyu with just one punch!
But attracting the opponent to approach and attack with a punch also cost a little.

After Yang Ming punched, he coughed a little and wiped the corner of his mouth.

Giving up the initiative just now and resisting the opponent has caused some impact.

After punching, the tiger's mouth began to bleed again.

However, these are all irrelevant things.

Yang Ming looked not far away, his whole body limp and hit the stone wall, and then began to slide down.

Below is the flap. Yang Ming flew over the moment the opponent landed, grabbed Feng Muyu, and brought him out of this area.

In fact, according to the power of Yang Ming's killing fist just now, it is completely possible to completely kill Feng Muyu with one blow.

But at the last moment, Yang Ming pulled back his strength and did not take his life.

Because it's still useful to keep him.

A Fengmuyu is so powerful that Yang Ming is extremely afraid of these aristocratic families who have been entangled for several generations.

Since they covet Longyuan, they can't hide, but they can take the initiative to attack.

Simply get rid of them all, and there will be no worries in the future.

"You, you kind of killed me..."

Feng Muyu spat out a mouthful of blood, and wanted to speak hard, but Yang Ming directly blocked his throat, and could no longer speak.

Yang Ming was too lazy to listen to his ramblings, so he jumped up again.

Soon, the battle in the square intensified.

But at the same time, several people caught sight of a figure, and it was Yang Ming who appeared in their sight.

"waste!"

Yuhuatian had already guessed the result, and cursed inwardly.

I thought that Feng Muyu could help me, but I didn't expect that it was still a useless waste.

With the appearance of Yang Ming, the ancient city of Dabai Shangguo Palace also gradually stopped moving, and soon Ling Yanqiu also appeared.

Seeing Ling Yanqiu from a distance, Su Huirong's face instantly became ugly.

She didn't want Ling Yanqiu to see her side.

Although Su Huirong was arranged by Yu Huatian, she got along with Ling Yanqiu many times, and she was already grateful to Ling Yanqiu and didn't want to tear herself apart.

But things backfired.

The moment she saw Ling Yanqiu, Su Huirong's movements slowed down. With this time difference, Su Huirong was sucked in by the energy of Zhao Huaian and Yu Huatian's fight.

Su Huirong's expression changed drastically, and she wanted to pull herself out, but she lost her balance and fell from a height.

Just now, in order to deal with Zhao Huaian, Su Huirong arranged her own transparent and sharp silk thread here, and she happened to land on it.

After the muffled bang, there was no more sound.

Yu Huatian turned his head and saw that his only helper could not be counted on, and he became anxious immediately.

The time of fighting with Zhao Huaian has exceeded my expectation, it has been delayed for too long, and now I am completely at a disadvantage.

Soon, there was the sound of howling wind around.

More and more yellow sand has also begun to invade the ruins of the ancient city.

The surrounding area, which was just clear, also began to gradually become blurred.

Several people knew in their hearts that this was the sandstorm coming back again.

And this also means that the ruins of the ancient city will soon disappear again.

Coupled with the fight between Zhao Huaian and Yu Huatian, the figures of the two were caught in the sand in the middle.

As for this moment, Yang Ming, who had been watching from the sidelines, finally made a move.

He took the opportunity to cut in and was immediately caught in the dust the two of them kicked up.

This meant that Yang Ming's strength was sufficient, and Ling Yanqiu also wanted to help, but after trying several times, he couldn't intervene in the energy storm they set off.

With the addition of Yang Ming, the dust storm on the scene became more intense, and completely swallowed up the figures of the three, with no details visible at all.

And the howling sound outside the ruins of the ancient palace of the Great White Kingdom became louder and louder, all reminding everyone that the next sandstorm is coming, and there is not much time left for them.

"go!"

Looking at the scene here, Ling Yanqiu knew that he couldn't help and that time was running out, so he hurriedly grabbed Qin Jian and Bai Tong who were beside him.

The two were unwilling to leave, but Ling Yanqiu didn't discuss it with them.

But before leaving, Ling Yanqiu couldn't help but look back, the fake Su Huirong whose body had been broken into several pieces, a look of unbearable flashed in his eyes.

She also saw that Su Huirong had some desire to change, but since she had committed herself to Xichang, she couldn't help her choose, and it was a tragedy after all.

Ling Yanqiu quickly left with the two of them.

And the three people fighting fiercely in the middle let go of their hands and feet even more.

More than half of the ancient city of the Imperial Palace of the Great White Kingdom has been swallowed up by the sandstorm, and the area is still expanding, and the surrounding scenery is becoming more and more blurred.

The gold, which was like a hill, was completely lost in the smoke and dust at this moment.

Even if he stops now, Yuhuatian's plan has been completely ruined, which made him work in vain, and he got nothing but heavy losses.

That being the case, he simply let go of his hands and feet, and the battle became more and more fierce.

The tornado rolled up by the battle between the three became higher and higher, surpassing the scope of the ancient city ruins and heading straight into the sky.

The sound of rumbling true qi crashing could be heard endlessly.

Ling Yanqiu listened to the movement behind her ears, and felt troubled in her heart.

She had paid so much to find Zhao Huaian, but if Zhao Huaian had an accident just after meeting, Ling Yanqiu couldn't accept it.

Concerned about it, Bai Tong, who was carrying it in his hand, seemed to see Ling Yanqiu's hidden worries, so he couldn't help but speak comfortingly.

"Nv Xia Ling doesn't have to worry. With our Patriarch and Daxia Zhao working together, there will be no accidents."

Thinking about it is right, Ling Yanqiu is a little more at ease, after all, two enemies are one, and the advantage is on their side.

Soon, the rumbling sound of clashes was wrapped and covered by the whistling sound of a bigger sandstorm, and gradually merged into one, making it impossible to distinguish.

Knowing how severe the sandstorm was, Ling Yanqiu ran all the way to a very far place without looking back, only to find a huge mound that was blown by the wind.

This kind of place has strong resistance and will not be easily swallowed by sandstorms.

Since hiding behind.

Until now, Ling Yanqiu dared to look back, but it was useless, he couldn't see anything.

In such a sandstorm weather, any coordinates are meaningless. The three of them are flying in the air, and they may have been blown to another direction. Moreover, under the influence of the sandstorm, the nearby desert terrain is constantly moving and changing. It doesn't move anywhere, but it may have moved a long way without knowing it.

The howling and raging voices became louder and louder, gradually closing off all their six senses.

Can't see, can't hear, there are only seemingly endless sandstorms.

The three reluctantly buried their heads in a lower place, tormenting time.

Finally, it seemed like a long time passed, but it seemed only a moment passed, and the sandstorm finally stopped slowly.

After feeling that the energy outside had diminished, Ling Yanqiu and the other two finally raised their heads and looked into the distance.

It's amazing that the ancient city of Dabai Shangguo Palace, which was so big before, has completely disappeared at this moment. The only thing in sight is a large undulating large and small sand dunes, and a very monotonous khaki, extending to the sky.

The ruins of the ancient city seem to have never appeared before.

It's just that none of them are greedy for money, so they don't care about these things, but they care more about the result of Yang Ming's fight with them.

I looked around, but found nothing.

Not to mention people, not even a ghost.

The place that has just been baptized by the raging sandstorm is eerily silent.

Ling Yanqiu's heart gradually became silent.

An ominous premonition is getting stronger and stronger.

Could it be that all three of them disappeared together with Dabai Shangguo Palace?

Or did something happen during the battle?
Many conjectures flashed through Ling Yanqiu's mind, and the more she thought about it, the more frightened she became.

But at this moment, suddenly turning around, two figures appeared.

It was Yang Ming and Zhao Huaian!
Instead, Yuhuatian disappeared.

The results are already obvious.

Ling Yanqiu breathed a sigh of relief for a moment, her face couldn't help showing sincere joy.

Looking from a distance, it seemed that Zhao Huaian was slightly injured, but Yang Ming was as usual.

But they didn't come over, but Zhao Huaian and Yang Ming next to them said something, turned around and left suddenly.

The heroine Ling Yanqiu's expression changed drastically in an instant.

Can't let him go!
This heartless man has no love, and if he really runs away, he may not be able to catch him again.

Ling Yanqiu immediately chased after her.

"What's going on, where is he going?"

"Nv Xia Ling, hurry over there, Daxia Zhao said he doesn't know how to face you, and is thinking of running away."

Speaking of this, Yang Ming lowered his voice.

"He will find a place to heal his injuries not far away, Ling Nvxia act as soon as possible."

"Don't try to run!"

After Ling Yanqiu finished speaking, she followed closely.

Yang Ming has a half-smile expression on his face, it seems that heroes are sometimes bothered by their love life.

Just after watching the play, Yang Ming seemed to think of something, and suddenly his face was gloomy.

The two had a brief conversation just now, and Yang Ming had already gotten the news he wanted.

Zhao Huaian did indeed have friendship with Yang Ming's father, Yang Yixing, as he said before, and he was one of the few people who knew the details of Yang Yixing.

This is also the reason why Zhao Huaian helped Yang Ming stop the investigation in Xichang. After all, he is the son of an old man, so he still needs to help within his ability.

It's just that Yang Yixing also said at the beginning that if something happened to him, he didn't need to help the descendants too much, so as not to bring disaster to them, so Zhao Huaian didn't ask Yang Ming's strength after testing Yang Ming's strength.

But I didn't expect that Yang Ming's progress was so fast, and he had already surpassed him at this moment.

So I decided to tell him some information.