Before the two fists collided, the invisible fist wind had already made a loud noise. The violent energy entangled each other, colliding with each other's heavy punches.
According to common sense, Ye Xuan's physical training is one level lower than Deng Hong, and he is simply impossible to be Deng Hong's opponent. However, Ye Xuan was born with an emperor body, and his physical strength is far more powerful than ordinary people. What's more, he condensed his body through the ancient technique of shocking bodybuilding. The strength of his physical strength and the quality of his physical strength are far beyond those of ordinary disciples. Adding up to two, Deng Hong, who has the nine-level physical strength of his physical strength, is at a disadvantage in terms of innate physical strength or acquired physical strength. Therefore, Ye Xuan's cross-real boxing battle was invincible before the beginning.
At this moment, the energy on the two fists had broken, and the powerful energy wrapped around the fists and hit them hard.
'boom'
Ye Xuan sneered, with a calm expression and extremely confident. The energy in the fist surged, and a faint ethereal aura was emitted.
Deng Hong's expression was completely opposite, and his surprise and doubt were extremely ugly. He felt the pain in his fist and then heard the crisp sound of his bones shattering. Then an extremely violent force rushed into his body through his fist.
With a "puff", he opened his mouth and spewed out a ball of blood, and his body took several steps back to stabilize.
"Impossible? This is impossible. Ye Xuan, you are so despicable. You must have mixed divine power in the punch just now. Otherwise, you wouldn't be my opponent at all!"
He roared at the top of his lungs, his pale face filled with fear and doubt.
"Whatever you think. If you don't agree, you can come back!"
Ye Xuan looked cold and his body exuded an innate and attractive atmosphere, making people feel the momentum that is above others.
Deng Hong's eyes were full of resentment. He was seriously injured by a punch just now, and it was impossible to fight Ye Xuan again, and his expression became gloomy.
"Let's see, you are good on the road of training!" After he finished speaking, he turned around and turned toward him.
Ye Xuan sneered, looking at his far away back, feeling a hint of heaviness. He had another enemy on the road of training, angering a force. The two-month road of training is destined to not be dull and peaceful.
"Let the storm come more violently, I need this kind of tempering."
He entered the room and recalled the punch just now, and he had an impulse. What would it be if the punch he had just faced with a warrior at the peak of the ninth level or a warrior at the first level of the spiritual martial arts realm?
He was quite confident in his combat power in the physical training realm and decided to verify it on the road of training.
After enough time, he prepared some clothes for daily necessities and decided to go to Fanwu Pavilion to receive elixirs and martial arts. Moyun Outer Sect has a reward policy for outstanding disciples, but it starts from the fifth level. As long as he can improve one level, he will give a reward. Ye Xuan made continuous breakthroughs and is already at the eighth level of cultivation, but he has never received a reward. Tomorrow he will set off to the Hundred Thousand Mountain for two months of experience. He decided to receive these rewards, which will help him this time.
The Wu Pavilion of Moyun Sect is divided into nine pavilions, including Fanwu, Lingwu, Xuanwu, Fantasy Wu, Shenwu, Jiewu, Shengwu, Emperorwu, and Tianwu. Among them, Emperorwu and Kaiwu Pavilion are just a decoration and do not collect elixirs and martial arts books corresponding to their name.
The disciples of the outer sect mainly focus on the mortal martial arts realm, so only the Fanwu Pavilion is set up. The elixirs and martial arts levels collected in the Fanwu Pavilion are both low, but they are very attractive to the outer disciples. The elixirs in the Fanwu Pavilion are mainly based on the Transformation Pills, and they also collect a small amount of Transformation Pills. The combat skills are mainly among the mortal and the general level, but there are also a small number of mortal-level advanced and ordinary-level general-level combat levels. However, these small amounts of high-level combat skills are not learned by everyone, and they are all rewarded to those disciples with excellent talent. As for the divine power cultivation method, there is only one type of mortal-level Moyun Fanjing in the Fanwu Pavilion, which is the lowest level of Moyun Sect.
Fanwu Pavilion is far away from Yunwaiju where Ye Xuan lives and is built on an ancient incomplete magic array. On weekdays, the magic array emits ancient formation patterns, protecting Fanwu Pavilion from external forces, and also protecting the safety of elixirs and martial arts in the pavilion.
When he approached Fanwu Pavilion, Ye Xuan felt its majesty and tallness. Several elder-level outer sect masters guarded outside Fanwu Pavilion, and the magic circle with murderous aura made it look like a solid city.
Ye Xuan walked lightly and just walked into the ancient pine forest where Fanwu Pavilion was located, but was stopped by several disciples from the Tian Group.
The cultivation of these four disciples in the Heavenly Group are all in the seventh level of the mortal martial arts realm. They are all extremely arrogant and have bad expressions. Their eyes at Ye Xuan are full of disdain and coldness.
Ye Xuan glanced at the four of them without saying a word, and walked towards the main entrance of Fanwu Pavilion.
"Boy, you dare to ignore us?"
The eagle-nosed brown-haired boy led by the four heavenly groups shouted coldly to Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan sneered, kept saying coldly: "I have nothing to do with the four senior brothers, I hope you don't cause trouble for me."
"So what if you are asking for trouble?" another strong curly teenager sneered.
Ye Xuan stopped, his eyes shot towards the four people like a sword. He said coldly: "People who cause trouble for me will be unlucky by me! Just like the brothers of the Zhang family, do you want to verify it?"
"It's so arrogant. I don't believe in evil. After a while, I will give it to me to the Transformation Pill. Otherwise, I will make you look good!" The young man said coldly with a gloomy face.
"If you have the guts, come and try it!" Ye Xuan looked calm, his eyes were like a sword and his cold air, and he looked directly at the boy.
The curly-haired boy took a step forward and a murderous aura emanated from his body.
"court death!"
Ye Xuan sneered speechlessly, ignoring his anger. He just smiled indifferently, his expression full of contempt.
The curly-haired boy was so angry that he was crazy about his attitude. A long sword in his hand was deshewn and emitted a sharp sword light. His sword light shook, and his sword light was revealed, and he was about to rush towards Ye Xuan. At this moment, the young man with brown hair with eagle nose stopped him.
"This is the important place of Fanwu Pavilion. Junior Brother Li Xing should not be impulsive, so as to avoid being punished by the elder of Fanwu Pavilion."
Li Xing said angrily: "Do you just allow him to be so arrogant? Senior Brother Zhu Jian, I, Li Xing, can't stand it."
"Don't worry, he can't stay in Fanwu Pavilion for the rest of his life. When he receives the reward, I have my own way to teach him a lesson. Let him be arrogant for a while." Zhu Jian stared at Ye Xuan and sneered.
Ye Xuan raised his lips, and his expression was slightly provocative, and he sighed: "It turns out that they are a group of cowards, it's really ridiculous."
"you?"
Li Xing's eyes were blasting fire, but Zhu Jian was firmly pressed to the local area.
"What are you anxious about? I offended our Yutuo Team, and his good days are over. Hehe, wait and see!"
Listening to Zhu Jian mentioning Yutuo team, Ye Xuan immediately thought of Zhang Tuo. Could it be that the so-called Yutuo team was formed by Zhang Tuo?
He was lazy to take care of the four people and quickly walked into Fanwu Pavilion.