The next day, Duanmu Yunji left on the grounds of missing her father. What surprised Yuan Ye and Duanmu Yunji was that things went unexpectedly smoothly and Kou Yi did not stop him at all.
Yuan Ye was still learning the combo boxing technique in Guluoyan Domain.
In the blink of an eye, it was half a day. At this time, Yuan Ye stood on the armrest, thinking about the various situations that might have happened in Hunluo Prefecture. Suddenly, Yuan Ye saw Hang Jian there and stared at him from a distance.
"Yuan Ye, you are the only one?" Hang Jian smiled and rushed forward.
"This Hangzhou Jian is so shameless. Everything you want to do is written on your face." Yuan Ye sneered in his heart, and at the same time sent a message to Zhang Ren and the other two, "Don't come out first."
Hang Jian rushed to Yuan Ye with a gloomy face, "Yuan Ye, how does Master's *** compare to yours?"
"The *** of Senior Kou Yi is indeed an extremely high-quality ***. His combo boxing skills can actually make corresponding changes based on the opponent's combo number. It is really powerful. However, because his combo number is not limited by attack, his power is much smaller." After pausing, Yuan Ye said again, "And I die seven corners. Although I am limited by attack number, the power of each kick is equivalent to my own limit attack. After seven kicks attack continuously, there are few opponents in close combat at the same level."
"So you don't seem to care about Master's combo boxing." Hang Jian's face suddenly became cold.
"No, but when it comes to fighting, if the opponent's level is much higher than me, even if the combo boxing technique cannot exert all its power, it will be enough to block me with a lower level, and it seems to be a stern killer. But if it is against the same level, it is really different if it is stronger and weak." Yuan Ye looked at Hang Jian almost provocatively, "It's a pity that the difference between me and Senior Kou Yi is very big. If I have someone who is comparable to me, I will compete with you, and everything will be clear."
"Hahaha!" Hang Jian suddenly laughed, "Unfortunately, I can do it, I am already at the intermediate level of Tiansheng. I wonder if my strength is enough to fight you?"
Yuan Ye looked around and found that there was no one around. Hang Jian was clearly there. Taking advantage of everyone not being there, Duanmu Yunji left here to deal with him.
"Okay, I just happened to be itchy and I want to see it." Yuan Ye also smiled, worried that he would not have the chance to see what happened. As long as the masked man beat him again, he would definitely recognize him. This time he happened to be sure whether it was Hang Jian.
"Okay!" Hang Jian smiled confidently and immediately raised his sword to rush towards Yuan Ye. The blue fairy sword shone even better at this time, and the Dou Qi was infused on the sword, causing Hang Jian, who was full of energy to flash a layer of light blue starlight, which suddenly turned into a sharp light blade, piercing Yuan Ye's dantian.
"Oh my uncle, it's a killer move just now." Yuan Ye cursed, and at the same time, his hands transformed into several afterimages, grabbing, slapping, striking, snatching, striking, and using various powerful melee techniques to transform the opponent's ultimate skill into invisible.
"Hang Jian, didn't you say you wanted to use my footwork to compete with your combo boxing? Why did you use a sword?"
"Hmph, do you think it's time to kill someone faster by sword, or to kill someone faster by fist?" Hang Jian sneered, and Weng Ming, the blue fighting spirit instantly made Yuan Ye's eyes briefly blind.
"Puchi!"
The sword broke through the muscles, and the fairy sword suddenly pierced into Yuan Ye's chest, and even the sternum was cracked, and the sword energy even destroyed his internal organs.
"Bastard!" Yuan Ye punched Hang Jian and threw him away. At the same time, he tried hard to repair his injuries.
"Hahaha, I didn't expect that you were so tough. If an ordinary person had been killed by the sword I just now, you would have been cut in half. Your muscles and bones would have been terrible."
"Okay, since you want to kill me, there is nothing to discuss." Yuan Ye looked at Hang Jian coldly, and the middle-grade supreme weapon Frost armor was instantly worn on his body, and the magic weapon Jingye Gun had already shaken hands. Yuan Ye suddenly seemed to have changed into a person, and his whole body seemed to be growing bigger. A momentum like a mountain ridge was released from him and kept pressing down on all directions.
Yuan Ye can defeat the intermediate Tiansheng Yuyan, in addition to reaching the realm of fighting souls and comprehension of the sixth sword, the most important thing is to rely on these two treasures. Without these two treasures, even the peak war emperor Yuan Ye cannot fight.
"Yuan Ye, your treasure seems to be much higher than mine. In this case, this competition will not be fair." Hang Jian looked at Yuan Ye coldly, and the alarm bell rang in his heart.
"Hmph, why didn't you expect this when you used a sword to punch me naked?" Yuan Ye sneered, "There is no absolutely fair competition in the world. Everyone has different talents, different strengths, and different learnings. If you have to be fair, should you suppress your cultivation to the beginning of the fighting soul level, and we also throw away all your weapons and armor? You have learned so long before Kou Yi, and you can actually say such idiotic words."
"Dare to laugh at me! Do you think I can't do anything about you like this?" Hang Jian stopped talking nonsense, suddenly rushed out, crossing ten feet a distance, and the heavy five-foot long sword in his hand strangely cut from behind, drew a mysterious arc, and slashed head-on.
"Hmph!" Yuan Ye sneered, moving three feet out of thin air, allowing this sword to pass. Unexpectedly, when Yuan Ye avoided the sword and was about to return him with a backhand, a cold and powerful sword energy had already cut into Yuan Ye's neck. Hang Jian's sword, which seemed to have all his strength, actually changed his position like a dream, and chased him faster. Fortunately, Yuan Ye had the cloud boots, and his degree doubled. He retreated quickly, and almost allowed this sword to pass. Then, when Hang Jian changed his position again and slashed towards Yuan Ye's waist, he used the Jingye gun to drive the third sword.
"Yes, I'm using combo boxing to swordsmanship, it's amazing!" Yuan Ye was amazed, and at the same time he thought about why he could not use the fighting method of the Death Seven-legged Fighting Sword Technique? These thoughts flashed through his mind. Yuan Ye's body technique did not stop at all, and he flashed through Hang Jian's continuous slashing, and waited until his power came out of his control and slashed the ground with one sword, leaving a crack several meters long on the white stone ground reinforced by the formation.
"The stronger your strength, the more you will die!" Hang Jian looked up at Yuan Ye with anger.
"Haha, I'm afraid you will be disappointed." Yuan Ye smiled disdainfully and waved his hand to use the Ice Zhen Sword. In an instant, countless cold ice air covered the three-meter-meter-a-meter-long space around Hang Jian. The ice air was filled with the biting cold, which made people's reflection drop sharply.
"Drink!" Hang Jian suddenly shouted, and his body burst out with dazzling blue light. With this unparalleled Dou Qi lower than the invasion of the ice, his body was still static. A long sword seemed slow and fast, and a great skill was as clumsy as he slashed out with one sword.
"Peng!"
Hang Jian suddenly burst out a mouthful of blood. He blocked Yuan Ye's Bing Zhen Sword on the surface, but the Bing Zhen Sword also attacked the internal organs, and Hang Jian's internal organs were still injured. Faced with this strange attack, Hang Jian could no longer stay in place, and stepped on a wonderful and coherent pace, either flashing or blocking, gradually dissolving Yuan Ye's subsequent offensive.
"***, the strongest sword technique, 'Sky Sword Slash...Splitting the Moon Wheel'." Hang Jian shouted his trick in a deep voice, and released all his fighting spirit. An illusory blue giant emerged from behind him and then drastically reduced and injected into Hang Jian's body. He was originally a powerful sword, and his offensive suddenly became several times fierce, and the five-foot long sword echoed a thick light, which merged into Hang Jian's sword technique, forming a continuous wheel shadow.