Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

Ye Zhaixing's black wooden stick was hit by one stick at a time, and the speed was so fast that it flew.

Yang Hong was beaten so hard that he ran around with his head in his arms.

No one expected that Yang Hong would have such a god-expanded at such a fierce beginning, and everyone was stunned for a moment.

"No! Her wooden stick is unusual! It seems to be stained with a layer of fierce power!"

Someone whispered at the black stick.

Everyone also discovered that the plain-looking broken wooden stick seemed to be covered with a layer of something. The more they hit, the weaker Yang Hong became.

Of course, Ye Zhaixing's fighting style was too cruel. She did not use any fancy spells. She simply hit Yang Hong with a wooden stick, and her moves were fierce. Otherwise, just a wooden stick would not make Yang Hong so depressed.

The rules for the competition are that one weapon can only be used, whether it is defensive or attacking, only one. Yang Hong uses a meteor hammer, an attack magic weapon, and it is not suitable for melee combat. If you encounter a melee opponent like Ye Zhaixing, you cannot even use magic weapons.

Besides, he didn't have a chance to fight back.

Ye Zhaixing sticks one stick after another, as fast as lightning, and with great force. In this way, Yang Hong had already been hit by thousands of sticks in just half a stick of incense. He felt that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were about to be cracked!

"What are you still standing there? Get on!"

Yang Hong shouted loudly, grinning in pain, and kept stuffing pills into his mouth.

The rest of the people looked at each other, and they clearly saw you sending messages to us at the beginning, telling us not to interfere, seeing you abuse the opponent, if you don’t speak, we rush forward, wouldn’t we give you face?

Yang Hong was almost unable to hold on, so he gritted his teeth and called them.

If this continues, he will be the one who is crawling all over the ground.

"We'll go! Join forces to attack Ye Zhaixing first, and then defeat all Team B!"

All the monks on the opposite side rushed up.

Team B is not a vegetarian. They came back from their surprise and quickly met them, so that Ye Zhaixing could not be besieged.

Ye Zhaixing stopped, raised his lips, and looked at Yang Hong with a playful look:

"Are you scared so soon? I'm just starting to warm up."

When Yang Hong heard this, he felt goosebumps all over his body. At this moment, he actually felt like he had met a big devil.

He subconsciously retreated, and saw Ye Zhaixing turn his hand and powerful spiritual power input into the wooden stick. A scarlet light appeared on the black broken wooden stick!

"Damn! What a strong spiritual power! She has been fighting for so long, but hasn't the spiritual power been consumed at all?"

"What is that red light! I feel the terrifying power!"

"That's not a powerful wooden stick!"

People were shocked.

Unexpectedly, Ye Zhaixing's spiritual power was so strong, as if she had been fighting for so long just now, and she had not used any spiritual power. When everyone remembered, she had really just used wooden sticks to hit Yang Hong just now, and she didn't use much spiritual power.

In other words, she didn't use her spiritual power much and even beat Yang Hong up so hard that she couldn't raise her head.

This is too awesome!

Yang Hongli Ye Zhaixing was closest, and he deeply felt the terrifying and fierce power coming from the wooden stick, just like this wooden stick had killed countless terrifying beasts.

"You, don't come over. You are just relying on this powerful wooden stick. If you don't use magic weapons, you are not my opponent at all!"

Ye Zhaixing blinked. Is her wooden stick very powerful?

It's just the most ordinary third-level magic weapon.

To be different, she took it and started tens of thousands of battles with the ferocious beasts in the ancient Colosseum in the space. The wooden stick was stained with the power of the residual souls of the ancient ferocious beasts and her fighting spirit.

"If you are not as strong as others, you will be weird weapons. Is this the character of your disciples of Chiyun Sect? It's really funny."

Ye Zhaixing's words suddenly offended all the disciples of Chiyun Sect, and they all glared at her inside and outside the court.

She is not afraid of offending people. The snakes and rats in Chiyun Sect are all in a nest. She has already offended her senior brother Li Chi, and what is the other people worth compared to it.

Yang Hong's face turned green with anger.

At this time, Ye Zhaixing suddenly put the black wooden stick in his hand into the storage bag, looked at Yang Hong lightly and said:

"Since you think it's a problem with magic weapons, then my aunt took over the magic weapons and beat you up to your mind."

Say the most domineering words in a plain tone.

People were so cool by her temperament, but many people also thought that she was pretending to be a show of force. She could beat Yang Hong and was inseparable from the powerful wooden stick. But she would definitely lose when she fought Yang Hong with empty hands. Yang Hong was four small levels higher than her.

Yang Hong was overjoyed and said ruthlessly: "This is what you are seeking death by yourself!"

After saying that, he quickly swallowed a handful of pills to restore his vitality, put away the meteor hammer, gathered his momentum, and smashed the temple of the Chaoye Zhaixing with fierce wind.

"Junior Sister Ye, be careful!"

Ye Zhaixing didn't move, he only stepped on his feet to stabilize his body, and then stretched out his slender and fair hands.

"She is crazy! She is going to take Yang Hong's terrible blow with her bare hands!"

"This hand is going to be ruined!"

Princess Lingyun Ye Jiayu and others were full of excitement. They could finally see Ye Zhaixing's blood splattering on the ring. Her palms would be pierced through this punch!

However, something unexpected happened!

The slender hand actually caught Yang Hong's fist lightly, and then pulled and pulled Yang Hong's tall body was thrown over her shoulder like a dead dog!

Bang!

There was an extra pit on the ring, Yang Hong lay inside, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, raised his head and looked at Ye Zhaixing in disbelief, as if he was watching a monster, he said in horror:

"You, you are actually a body refining cultivator!"

Only he knows how powerful her physical strength is!

"Oh my God, Ye Zhaixing's delicate and weak body is a body-refining cultivator?"

"I'm going, can't believe it!"

"Are there any physical training cultivators now? I don't believe it!"

"She is so thin, how could she be a body refining cultivator? Are the body refining cultivators tall and strong, with muscles all over the body?"

People stared at their eyes and were once again shocked by Ye Zhaixing.

As the name suggests, a body refining cultivator is to refine his own body and train his own body to be indestructible, like a powerful defensive magic weapon.

A long time ago, monks could refine their bodies, but as magic weapons became more and more diverse, they only needed to buy a defensive magic weapon to protect their bodies. How could they spend time to refine their bodies?

Moreover, the cultivation world now regards thinness as beauty. People with muscles are not popular at all. Few people will deliberately make themselves look like that.

When he heard Yang Hong say that Ye Zhaixing is a body refining cultivator, almost no one believed it.

But everyone also saw the explosive power in Ye Zhaixing's body. She seemed to have not used her spiritual power just now, so she threw Yang Hong into a dog and ate shit.

In other words, Ye Zhaixing's body is really equivalent to a fifth-level magic weapon!

She is a human-shaped killer!

This...this is too strong, I'm so kind!
Chapter completed!