Yu Feng in the audience looked at the fat man with a fierce look with some worry, and asked carefully: "Second uncle, is this the innate master Yingtian wants to fight? Can he do it?"

Liang Yuankuan felt unsure, stroking his beard and said softly: "Don't worry, I'm here."

On the ring, Yingtian stared at the familiar badge on the man's chest and said silently in his heart: "We are really enemies on a narrow road, and we meet someone from Lei Ba Martial Arts Gym again."

Since the last fierce battle with Tang Shaoliang and others from the Lei Ba Martial Arts Hall, Yingtian has been wondering why he has never met them again. Is it because of their conscience? Or is the Martial Arts Hall upholding justice and strict management, making it impossible for them to carry out revenge?

Yingtian is not so naive now, but he can't think of other reasons. He smiled helplessly and didn't think about it anymore.

Seeing him standing there like a wooden stake reflecting the sky, the slightly fat man thought he was scared, so he teased: "Boy, surrender, or I will kill you with one strike of my sword." After saying that, he pulled out a bright steel weapon.

Sword, laughing out loud is just funny and boring.

The audience also burst into laughter, but this time there were no curses, only sporadic whistles.

At this time, Ye Zhihan in the audience was so nervous that she could not speak, and her face became increasingly pale under the black gauze.

Although Yingtian felt the pressure of the man's innate aura, he was not afraid in the face of danger. He stepped forward and clasped his fists and said: "Please!"

"Fuck you, just die!" The fat man's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly came out with a steel sword in his hand. The sword body was surrounded by Wu Bai's Xiantian Qi, and he slashed straight at him.

Yingtian did not dare to neglect, his whole body was filled with zhenqi, and he held the sword with both hands to block with all his strength.

Just listen to the sharp sound of "Qiang!" and sparks burst out. The two innate true energies met instantly, like bulging air masses colliding with each other, and exploded all of a sudden. In an instant, both of them took a few steps back at the same time.

, only then did he gain a firm footing.

There was a burst of "boom", and everyone in the audience was stunned. They originally wanted to see the exciting scene of a man in the middle stage of Xiantian killing with one strike, but they did not expect that in one move, the two of them fought evenly!

Is this really a ghost? The high-powered warriors who saw clearly their sect were dumbfounded, but they couldn't believe that such monsters could exist. They just thought that the warriors in the middle stage of Xiantian didn't use enough force.

At this time, Yingtian took a big step forward, and with all his strength, he performed the second move of "Hongling Sword Technique", "Catching the Moon in the Water". The almost pure white zhenqi from his lower Dantian swayed out, displaying his body-breaking physique to the extreme.

The long sword poked out from below like a dragon, and suddenly struck upwards.

The congenital man bent his knees and bent over like an eagle leaping up. He suddenly raised his hand and quickly struck out, using a sword-raising technique to block Yingtian's fierce attack.

"Okay!" Everyone in the audience cheered.

The moment the Xiantian man landed, he stabbed him with a left-wing attack. Yingtian dodged sideways, but his steps were a little slow, and with a "poof!", his left arm was pierced, and blood immediately flowed out.

"Ah!" Both Ye Zhihan and Liang Yufeng in the audience exclaimed at the same time. Zhihan was so anxious that she burst into tears. She grabbed her clothes tightly with both hands and her face suddenly turned pale.

At this time, regardless of his injuries, Yingtian fully stretched his body, made a 180-degree turn, and launched the "Mountain and Flowing Water" in an instant. The sword blade hit the man's chest like the sun shining through the rainbow. The innate man quickly used the "Stepping to the Moon" to dodge quickly.

However, the pace remains steady and steady.

Yingtian raised his eyebrows, feeling deeply that the strong men at the late stage of the fifth level of Xiantian were really difficult to deal with. In this way, the two of them fought "clang clang clang clang" for more than a hundred rounds in the ring, and it was difficult to decide the winner.

At this time, Yingtian was pierced by the opponent's long sword several times, but none of his vital points were affected; Yingtian did not suffer any loss, and he also succeeded in several stabbings.

As the horses passed, the fierce battle continued. The slightly fat man gradually lost strength, and the innate Qi in his body became weaker and weaker, while Yingtian became more and more courageous in the battle, and the Qi condensed in the lower Dantian was still abundant.

Even so, Yingtian's fifth move of "Hongling Sword Technique" has not been used yet! Although he has not fully understood the "East to West Jue", he is completely confident that he will be invincible.

In fact, he is forcibly tempering himself and stimulating his own martial arts limits. Therefore, he must have a back-up plan and will not play his trump cards until absolutely necessary.

At this moment, people in the "Long Han Phoenix Wings" box swarmed out. After a while, several powerful warriors jumped onto the ring, including two powerful masters, and Nangong Haoyun was also among them.

"Stop! This kid is cheating!" a bearded early master warrior shouted loudly. The two people who were fighting fiercely on the stage stopped what they were doing and looked at the speaker in confusion.

Nangong Haoyun, who is currently in the early stage of the seventh level of body tempering, stepped forward and said sternly: "Where did this brat come from? He doesn't know the heights of the world, but he dares to come to Nangong Huawu to play tricks!"

Yingtian clasped his hands into his fists and said seriously: "I didn't use any improper means. Do you have any evidence for saying that?"

"Haha." Nangong Haoyun said with a strange smile: "Do you need proof? An early-stage innate warrior can actually inspire the true energy of the grandmaster realm. Did you take some medicine? Moreover, a mid-stage innate warrior can't last as long as you.

Fighting, what’s going on?”

Yingtian understood. They were saying that they were close to pure white Qi, right? This was obviously an excuse. Did the Nangong family want to protect the warriors of the Leiba Martial Arts Gym?

In fact, if you observe a little more carefully, whether it is the color of the true energy or the energy contained, there is still a gap between the innate true energy emitted by Yingtian and the pure white true energy of the master.

As the leading young master of the Nangong family in the Guozhou area, he insists that anything black can be said to be white. Others can only sit back and watch. Who dares to stand up and raise questions without fear of death?

At this time, Yingtian wondered how the Nangong family was related to the Leiba Martial Arts Gym. Could it be that... they recognized me? Or found out that I was the Dugu Tianying from a few months ago?

Yingtian shook his head slightly, noncommittal.

If the relationship between the Nangong family and Lei Ba Martial Arts Hall is really close, then behind Tang Shaoliang and the Shangtangwan people of the Martial Arts Hall, there is also the Nangong family, the overlord of Guozhou?!

Just as Yingtian Shen was wandering outside, the strong man with a beard and a beard from the Nangong family slapped him on the chest with his palm.

Yingtian suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes widened with anger, and his body's true energy surged. He quickly stretched out his hands to block it. At the same time, another powerful internal energy burst out from behind him, taking away most of the incoming force.

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With a "pop" sound, a cloud of blood spurted out of Yingtian's mouth, and his body fell backwards quickly.

At this critical moment, a strong hand caught him firmly, and a pure energy penetrated from his back.

At this time, Liang Yuankuan and the others jumped onto the ring, and Yu Feng took Yingtian from his second uncle's arms and supported him gently, for fear of hurting him.

Yingtian was seriously injured this time, and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth. He leaned weakly on Yu Feng's shoulder. If Liang Yuankuan hadn't taken action in time to resist most of the palm force, Yingtian would have died instantly under the strong attack of the master warrior.

Liang Yuankuan, who was in the early stage of the second level of Grandmaster, stepped forward, cupped his fists to the Nangong family and said: "This boy is a distinguished guest of my Liang family. Please don't tell nonsense. He has no hidden weapons, nor is he using poison. He is just stronger.

No big deal."

Another tall and thin grandmaster warrior from the Nangong family stood up: "Haha, who am I talking about? It turns out to be brother Yuan Kuan from the Liang family. Are you here to help this kid?"

"Liang is just speaking what's fair." Liang Yuankuan's expression remained unchanged, and he was not afraid of their large numbers.
Chapter completed!