Cangsong was shocked;
Ye Fan was shocked;
Ning Xiang, Gui Ling and even Tang Yuan himself were all shocked to the spot by the power of this punch.
For a moment, everyone was stunned as they stared at the terrifying pit created by the punch, and watched the flying gravel pouring into the distance like raindrops, shattering all the vegetation dozens of meters away.
It fell down and branches and leaves flew everywhere.
Even under this punch, the air seemed to be shaken and emptied, letting out a low roar.
Ye Fan's eyes were full of horror. Although he had thought about the extraordinary power of Tang Yuanxin's hammer fist. After all, each punch basically consumed a huge amount, but he never expected that it would have such terrifying and violent power. I'm afraid it would be so powerful.
Compared to an ordinary six-breath level soul master in the Heavenly Soul Realm, the full blow is no less impressive.
Unfortunately, the consumption caused by such a terrifying punch is extremely huge, and I am afraid that I can only punch three or four times before reaching the point of exhaustion.
Looking at Tang Yuan's chest rising and falling after the punch, he seemed to be breathing quickly.
Ye Fan secretly activated his spiritual energy and was ready to take over the battle at any time. After a long rest, he had basically recovered from the consumption caused by the iron scroll, enough to delay the battle until Lu Feng and the Craftsman Ranger
came.
It is precisely because of this that he has the confidence to fight against Cangsong, not to kill the opponent, but to wait for the arrival of Lu Feng.
The hatred of the Qingshan Sword Sect should be resolved by him personally!
On the field at this moment.
Tang Yuan did not lose his fighting spirit because of the failed punch, and his expression did not change much. A more concentrated and majestic power was once again accumulated in his fist after the punch.
Before the look of shock on Cangsong's face dissipated, his figure rushed towards Cangsong. He stepped on an arched soil slope to use his strength, rose up from the ground, and leaped high to Cangsong.
Directly in the air.
At the moment when the terrifying fist leaped to the highest point in the sky, it suddenly blasted towards the pines, like a dragon entering the sea and Mount Tai pressing an egg, carrying an incomparably powerful and powerful force.
It is the second punch among the three hammer fists, the splitting hammer!
For this punch, Tang Yuan was fully confident that it could break Cangsong's sword force and pose a sufficient threat to him.
In terms of punching force alone, compared to the sweeping force of the horizontal hammer, the force is more than doubled. In this way, the heavy hammer poured in from top to bottom will no longer be deflected by the gentle sword force.
Even if four taels can lift a thousand catties, but in the face of the force of ten thousand catties, it can only be smashed flatly!
Cangsong's face was instantly shocked by Tang Yuan's heavy hammer fist. The ancient sword he was holding tightly trembled slightly, and Qingsong's welcome move was suppressed by him as soon as it started to show signs of coming.
Faced with such a terrifying punch, it is indeed very difficult to have the possibility of safe deviation.
The Qingsong style of welcoming guests is only suitable for welcoming guests weighing more than a hundred pounds. If a fat man of five hundred pounds comes, it is absolutely impossible to welcome them.
But after all, he had been practicing for many years and had extraordinary attainments in swordsmanship. His own cultivation was far above that of Tang Yuan. The moment the green pine greeting guests failed, he immediately used another sword move - the 'Song Tao Formation'.
The ancient sword in his hand struck out continuously at an extremely fast speed, and the sword light was like waves washing away at Tang Yuan's terrifying and domineering fist.
The originally solid and terrifying fist force was actually stripped away layer by layer by the dense sword force, like a giant noodle that was peeled off into pieces of dough.
When the fist finally hit the ground, its power was already less than 23%.
Although such an attack still shattered a corner of Cangsong's robe, it was hard to cause any damage to it.
'What a brilliant sword move!'
A flash of shock flashed in Tang Yuan's eyes. Faced with such a fierce sword power, it was reasonable for his domineering fist to be shattered. This did not frighten him too much, but Cangsong's sword attack
The sword intention of the green pine that swept over made him suddenly startled.
At that moment, he felt as if all his offensives, no matter how he moved, would be disintegrated by his sword intent, and even his whole body would be cut into countless thin slices by this sword intent;
There is a feeling of invincibility.
Fortunately, his mind was still firm, and he only lost his mind for a moment before regaining his composure.
But because of this moment, he missed the initiative to attack and never had the opportunity to use the hammer fist's most domineering and ferocious third style, the 'elbow hammer'.
This hammer cannot condense the fist force like the first two hammers.
However, even if there was a chance, Tang Yuan would never dare to rush forward at this moment. From the sword that Cangsong had just struck, he could vaguely feel that the opponent did not try his best;
Is there any reservation in such sword intention?
It was as if he was regarded as an ant in the bottom of his heart, unable to use all his strength.
The disdain and contempt shown by Cangsong made him angry, but he also felt deeply afraid.
The moment Tang Yuan came back to his senses, he saw Cangsong's sword striking towards him. Shuo Bu quickly used it, and quickly pulled out of the range of the sword's attack.
Seeing that the opportunity to take the initiative to attack had been completely missed, Tang Yuan no longer wanted to fight and moved towards where Ye Fan and others were.
He is very aware of the strength gap between himself and Cangsong, and he has never been arrogant enough to dare to challenge a soul master who is superior to the seven-breath level of the Heavenly Soul Realm;
In the current situation, since Cangsong has opened his body and launched an offensive, it will be difficult for him to resist.
Bang bang!
Facing the pursuing Cangsong, Tang Yuan rose up and fired two horizontal hammers in succession, shattering the official road behind him;
In an instant, countless gravels were like cannonballs, blasting towards the pines with the force of thunder, blocking his pursuit.
These two punches basically exhausted the last of his energy.
The power and consumption of the hammer fist were much greater than he expected.
I originally thought that I could consume the other party more, but I didn't expect that it could only be done to this extent.
However, before he could calm down, countless sword lights suddenly burst out from the gravel and dust behind him.
Cangsong was extremely furious at this moment. When he saw Tang Yuan slap his butt and walk away after a few punches, he couldn't understand why. The other party seemed to treat him as a target to test his moves, and he didn't even think about fighting to the end.
Just playing with him.
In such an angry mood, he didn't want to pay attention to the impact of Tang Yuan's two punches and rushed straight into the area where the rubble was agitated.
The ancient sword in his hand swung out countless sharp sword rays, sweeping across like a gust of wind and rain. Using the "Song Tao Breaking Waves" technique in the Cangsong Sword Technique, it penetrated countless rubbles and dust.
Wherever the sword passed, the earth and rocks were shattered, dust was scattered, and a terrifying sword impact opened up a passage.
Cangsong's figure shuttled out like an arrow, with fierce killing intent, and stabbed straight towards Tang Yuan with a sword.
"Old Ye!" Tang Yuan was suddenly startled and shouted hurriedly.
In his current weak state, he could not withstand this sharp sword.
Ye Fan, who had been waiting on one side for a long time, raised a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he was teasing Tang Yuan for finally asking him for help in such a panic, and he felt very proud in his heart.
Along with this playful smile, the figure that was more than ten meters away suddenly flashed and came to Tang Yuan like a ghost.
The three postures of "Lanque" were executed in response to the situation, and the folding fan in his hand was like a scimitar flying towards the pursuing Cangsong.
Under the momentum of 'chasing the moon', the flying fan drew a sharp and graceful arc in the air, like the bright quarter moon in the night sky, cold and chilling.
The sand, dust and gravel on the ground were attracted by the force of the moon, and were rolled up one after another, forming an arc-shaped wind wall, and then disintegrated in an instant. If the birds were frightened, they would scatter in the direction of the pines.
Under the shock of the powerful and terrifying air waves, the gravel and dust stirred up at an extremely alarming speed. The flying sand not only formed a misty curtain of sand, disturbing Cangsong's sight, but its terrifying power of agitation penetrated and was still alive.
It dispersed the force of his sword that stabbed Tang Yuan.
Cangsong was taken back, his face suddenly condensed, and his eyes were full of coldness. He didn't expect that Ye Fan's casual attack was just like Tang Yuan's, and it also reached a terrifying level that could threaten the rest of the Heavenly Soul Realm.
After the fan was returned to Ye Fan's hand, Ye Fan's evil sneer and aloof look showed that he was trying to take advantage of him.
This made Cangsong furious, and his heart was broken and could not tolerate such humiliation.
It is inevitable that Ye Fan will be like Tang Yuan again, and he will attack in an aggressive posture, which will make him unable to take out his hand to fight back.
Cangsong stepped towards Ye Fan before he could act this time.
Although he was shocked by Ye Fan's strength, Cangsong didn't take it too seriously due to the gap in strength between them.
After all, the first breath of the Heavenly Soul Realm is just the first breath of the Heavenly Soul Realm. No matter how many methods are used, it is impossible to create a storm in front of the rear breath master of the Heavenly Soul Realm.
Even at this moment, he was already exhausted a lot because of Tang Yuan's few punches;
But Cangsong still has full confidence. Even if he can only exert 70% to 80% of his strength, as long as he takes the initiative, he will be able to easily suppress Ye Fan and kill him under the ancient sword.
But he never thought that when he rushed forward and fought with Ye Fan, he found that Ye Fan's offensive was indescribably solid, endless and endless, and he didn't look like a former Soul Breathing Master in the Heavenly Soul Realm.
The amount of spiritual energy that can be cultivated.
To be continued...