You should know that Ye Xiang is not just a one-star Wushu Sect at this time. His strength has reached the level of the three-star Wushu Sect, and Ye Xiang's true water spirit has reached its ultimate form.

Although Ye Xiang's punch was just an ordinary martial art, after integrating the energy of the true spirit of the Water, even if the four-star martial sect fights him, he will not be able to gain any advantage.

After beating the four warriors who were blocking the old man in Qingyi, Ye Xiang shook his body but rushed towards the old man in Qingyi again.

The old man in green saw Ye Xiang coming in a fierce manner and knew that it was impossible to avoid his violent punch, but he stopped dodging, but he suddenly whistled to the sky.

He was naturally warning the people in the sect to inform them that there was a strong enemy coming.

As soon as his long whistle sounded, Ye Xiang's fist had already hit his chest hard.

"Bang!"

"puff!"

Ye Xiang's fist slammed the chest of the blue-clothed warrior with a terrifying energy. As the blue-clothed warrior spewed out a mouthful of blood, he flew straight out.

At this time, Leng Xinghun and the others also waved their bodies at the same time and rushed towards the other four warriors who were trying to escape.

The four warriors rushed out less than ten meters away. The blood stings in Leng Xinghun and their hands had already penetrated into the back of the warriors.

The four warriors fell softly to the ground.

Ye Xiang did not look at them again, and walked to the huge square with Wang Xiangdong and the others.

At this time, at the end of the square, many warriors from Tianxie Sect had gathered here.

When Ye Xiang and the others walked forty or fifty meters away, several figures had already rushed to their eyes.

Behind these people, countless figures were rushing towards this side.

"Who are you? You dare to come to our Tianxie Sect to cause trouble like this. I think you are impatient!"

The warrior walking in the front looked at least in his sixties, but although the old man was quite old, his face looked very rosy.

"I am from Lingxiao Pavilion, my name is Ye Xiang. Or have you heard of this name!" Ye Xiang smiled at the old man with white eyebrows and white beard and said.

"Ye Xiang! King of Longteng Empire Town!" said the old man with white eyebrows slightly frowned.

"I am indeed the King of the Town of the Longteng Empire, but I am also a disciple of Lingxiao Pavilion." Ye Xiang said lightly: "You Tianxie Sect has borrowed us for a long time, right? Shouldn't it be time to return this place to us now?

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"It seems that you are here to smash our Tianxie Sect's place today." The old man Baimei looked at Ye Xiang and said hatefully: "Do you think our Tianxie Sect is so easy to break out?"

"You will know if it's easy to try it out." Ye Xiang said lightly.

"Very good!" The old man with white eyebrows stared at Ye Xiang and gritted his teeth. A ball of extremely explosive spiritual energy had condensed on his fist.

"Elder Gongsun, I'll come first!"

The old man Baimei was about to fight with Ye Xiang, but an old man in his fifties had already strode up behind him.

"There is no need to be so anxious to die, just come one by one!" Ye Xiang smiled and said, looking at the old man who walked to the white-browed old man and said.

"I'm so crazy at such a young age!"

The old man in his fifties snorted coldly and rushed towards Ye Xiang.

"Although you are not young, you are a coward!"

Ye Xiang snorted coldly and his mind moved. The true spirit of water had already emerged above his head.

In the blink of an eye, the old man had already rushed to Ye Xiang's eyes.

Although I was a little surprised to see the true spirit of Water floating above Ye Xiang's head, the old man did not think that Ye Xiang was his opponent.

“Ah~”

The old man shouted loudly and clenched his fist with a burst of spiritual energy like a huge wave and thrust towards Ye Xiang.

"It's just the Three Star Wu Zong, I think it's so great!"

Ye Xiang snorted disdainfully and slammed the old man with a ball of cold and raging energy on his fist.

Opening the mountain fist!!

"Bang!"

The cold energy spread around with a white mist. The old man was blown away by Ye Xiang's punch and retreated four or five steps.

However, his figure had just stood firm, and Ye Xiang's fist had hit him again.

The old man had never expected that Ye Xiang's attack speed would be so fast, but it was too late to resist.

At this time, an extremely cold energy was flowing around his meridians. Under the influence of this cold energy, the speed of spiritual energy in his body was twice as slow as usual.

However, at this time, Ye Xiang's fist, with an extremely cold energy, had once again hit his chest.

In desperation, the old man had to hurry up to gather some energy and face Ye Xiang's domineering punch.

"boom!"

"puff!"

A cold energy hit the old man's chest hard. The old man opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and flew directly backwards.

"Boy! It's really arrogant. He dares to kill someone in front of me!" Seeing that the old man fell to the ground, the old man with white eyebrows strode to Ye Xiang, and his eyes were filled with strong anger when he looked at Ye Xiang.

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"Ye Xiang, I'll play with him this time!"

Ye Xiang was about to go up and take action, but Wang Xiangdong beside him grabbed him.

"Senior, you don't need to take action now!" Ye Xiang turned to look at Wang Xiangdong and smiled slightly and said, "I can still deal with such a waste."

The old man with white eyebrows lived to be sixty or seventy years old but no one ever said he was a waste. Unexpectedly, the boy under twenty years old said he was a waste. A burst of anger suddenly burned: "Boy, your talent

It's really good! But don't think you can ignore me!"

"What, I want to prove that you are not a waste?" Ye Xiang said with a smile at the old man with white eyebrows.

"snort!"

The old man with white eyebrows snorted coldly and an extremely violent spiritual energy had already surged from his body.

"Ye Xiang, be careful, his strength should reach the six-star Wushu Sect level!"

Seeing the violent aura spreading out of the white-browed old man, Wang Xiangdong's face changed and shouted in a low voice to Ye Xiang.

"Is the Six-Star Wuzong very amazing?"

Ye Xiang snorted coldly and his aura suddenly surged.

Although the domineering aura spread out from his body was very powerful, it was still not as good as the terrifying aura of the white-eyed old man.

This old man practices anger.

With the anger in his heart, he had already exerted the power of his anger to the extreme.

Although he knew that the old man in front of him was very strong, Ye Xiang did not intend to retreat.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Xiang had tried his best to integrate the energy of the true spirit of the water.

"Boy, I'll make you pay for your arrogance!"

The old man with white eyebrows shouted angrily and rushed towards Ye Xiang with a ball of explosive energy that seemed to be the essence.

Ye Xiang saw the old man hitting him violently, and he waved his fist hard without thinking.

While his fist was slamming out, a bone-broken energy blade roared at the violent energy ball that was bombarded by the old man with white eyebrows and met hard.

The Overlord Shocked.

Ye Xiang used this powerful martial arts technique.

In the blink of an eye, the biting energy blade was bombarded with the violent energy blasted out of the old man's fist.

"Boom~~"

Within a radius of forty or fifty meters, violent energy was roaring, and the surrounding temperature was falling rapidly.

Ye Xiang felt a terrifying energy hit his chest hard, and he felt his chest suffocated. He couldn't help but take two steps back. The hard rocks he was stepping on was broken by his step back.

Cracked.

"It's true that there's some ability, no wonder he's so arrogant!"

The old man with white eyebrows could not have thought that Ye Xiang would not suffer much damage after taking his punch. He was very surprised.

You should know that the martial artists at the Wuzong level are all very different from one star.

The old man with white eyebrows knew that Ye Xiang should be the Three Star Wuzong.

But he himself is the six-star Wuzong.

In his opinion, although Ye Xiang has the ultimate form of energy true spirit, it cannot make up for the huge gap in strength between the two.

According to normal circumstances, even if Ye Xiang is not seriously injured, it is absolutely inevitable that he will be slightly injured.

But Ye Xiang didn't seem to be injured at this time.

"This kid should have a powerful high-level martial art!"

The old man Baimei thought to himself, but he had begun to condense his spiritual energy again.

Soon, a faint whirlwind of energy blew up around his body.
Chapter completed!