The Most Powerful Young Man

Xiao Yao knew that this was another opportunity for him. During this period of time, he often practiced in the ring. As for the result of the practice, he was not very clear, and there was no decent opponent around him who could let him check on himself. He originally thought that this time crossing the river to come to China was an opportunity, but he didn't expect the opportunity to come early.

It is Zijinmen again.

Before that, Xiao Yao was still more worried. The master sent by Zijinmen for the first time was so difficult to deal with. In the end, Zhuge Fentian also joined the battle to successfully behead the opponent. This time, if he comes A stronger one, or to deal with it alone, wouldn't he be dead?

Fortunately, the final result was not that bad.

The people from Zijinmen still came, fully verifying a truth, whether it is a blessing or a curse, or a curse that cannot be avoided.

As far as Xiao Yao is concerned, the people from Zijinmen have come to understand one of his knots. If he has not been able to get news from Zijinmen, he will be really curious. He thinks, look at the big disciple of Zijinmen. The other party will not let go of his posture, and he hasn't done anything yet, and he may not be sure what the other party is waiting for.

There are many things, when you really face it, you don't feel so nervous. What makes people feel nervous is the moment of waiting.

Now, there is no need to wait. The best news is that this guy named Zishan who came this time is actually not that strong, at best it can only be regarded as the late stage of the world-shaking realm, such a master, if he is If Zhuge Fentian faced each other alone, it would not take too long for the opponent to be successfully beheaded.

This is also the reason why Xiao Yao's first reaction when he perceives the opponent's existence is to respond to the enemy, instead of immediately flashing others.

He felt that since everyone has already arrived, he can just solve it directly. After all, this is Haitian City, in Haitian City, in Haitian City, Xiao Yao still has a lot of his own concerns, in case the other party does not intend to head-on with him. , But started from the people around him. For Xiao Yao, that was the real trouble.

Fortunately, this purple shirt did not do so.

Suddenly, Xiao Yao slammed forward and slapped the purple shirt out again with a palm, but he was also hit hard by the purple shirt in the chest, and his body also flew out and lay on the ground. My throat was sweet, I just opened my mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood. After vomiting this blood out, Xiao Yao not only didn't feel much pain, but instead felt a sense of relief, as if something that was originally stuck in his body and couldn't get up and down was suddenly pulled out.

Later he learned that this is called breaking the shackles.

"Huhu..." Struggling to get up, Xiao Yao wore rough mouths.

Zishan's expression was not as calm as it seemed before.

He felt that the strength of an opponent like Xiao Yao was not terrible. What really made him feel terrible was the perseverance of the opponent standing up many times. He felt that he would soon be unable to hold on, but Xiao Yao always did it every time. If he could stand up in the shortest time, he would be curious. Could it be that this guy's body can't be beaten with iron, otherwise, how could he not feel the pain?

"What's the matter, looking at you like this, can't you persist?" Xiao Yao squinted his already swollen eyes and said while looking at the guy named Zishan in front of him.

"With your strength, it is simply impossible to kill me." Zishan snorted coldly.

It seems that this is also a master of mouth shots.

Even now he has become the end of the crossbow, but if you want to make him soft in his mouth, it is still impossible.

He knew that once he was softened, he would lose his momentum completely. The next thing he faced was a one-sided situation, and he would be crushed and beaten by this guy named Xiao Yao.

He felt more and more that Xiao Yao really looked like a mad dog.

Perhaps, his strength is not terrifying, but this posture of catching people and biting them, and still reluctant to let go, is a bit exaggerated.

He was thinking, why should there be such a perverted existence in this world.

Xiao Yao took a breath, and the muscles on his face slowly became conscious.

Pain with convulsions.

He likes the pain now, knowing that it hurts means that he is still alive.

"Come again!" Xiao Yao held the fish intestine sword horizontally and rushed towards the purple shirt again.

Zishan opened his mouth, cursed an swear word, and greeted him again.

The fish intestine sword in his hand turned the sword flower on his wrist like the soul of an animal, and the afterimages also caused a lot of psychological pressure on the purple shirt.

Finally, Xiao Yao paused, and the fish intestine sword in his hand was also thrown out toward the front.

An icy blade, as if it really had eyes, flew towards the front door of the purple shirt.

Zishan's face changed slightly, his body lowered back, and after the attack of the fish bowel sword, when he finally stood up straight and looked in the direction of Xiao Yao, all he saw was a fist.

Xiao Yao has already arrived in front of him.

This made him feel a little incomprehensible. Even if he is himself, he has become the end of the crossbow, but why does Xiao Yao have such a fast speed? This is because this guy named Zishan doesn’t understand Xiao Yao. If he really understands Xiao Yao, he will know that, in fact, this kind of thing happened to young people with "miracle builders". Thing up.

This time, Xiao Yao’s fist hit Zishan’s chest severely, but Zishan did not touch Xiao Yao, and even Xiao Yao’s clothes were not touched. His body was like a kite with a broken thread. He flew out, fell to the ground and splashed a piece of dust. When he got up, his long hair looked a little messy, and his clothes had been pierced by the rough ground a few holes, through those holes, even You can also see the **** skin inside.

Zishan stretched out his hand, touched his wound, and sniffed it under his nose.

The smell of blood.

However, he still liked the taste.

"It's a pity that a disciple of the Zijinmen is about to die in the ancient martial world again." Xiao Yao said with a smile.

"It's too early to make a final conclusion." Zishan snorted coldly, unwilling to agree with what Xiao Yao said now.

"Then now, let this be the final conclusion." Xiao Yao smiled, waved his fist, and rushed in the direction of Zishan again.

When there was about three to five meters away from Zishan, Xiao Yao's body suddenly rose into the sky, and the wind was violent in his body. The stones and fallen leaves on the ground gathered together in the shortest time. At first, it was just a rotating sphere. , Gradually there were more tails, more heads, and more long necks.

The sound of the original messy wind, now listening to it, turned into a phoenix.

"Nirvana Fist?" At this moment, the expression on Zishan's face instantly solidified.

He was so familiar with Xiao Yao's punch. He had just used this move when he fought against Xiao Yao before, but he didn't expect it to be used on him so quickly.

He was very curious. He knew how to use Nirvana. It was taught by the master to recite the Heart of the Sea, but how did Xiao Yao do it? Had he also been to Zijinmen, and got his master's teaching at Zijinmen? Looking at Xiao Yao's posture with his fist now, he was more aggressive than his previous self.

Is this the real Nirvana Fist?

With a punch, all the leaves and stones exploded in an instant.

It exploded in front of Zishan, and at the same time, his strong fist slammed into Zishan's chest.

Zishan's body seemed to have become pieces of fallen leaves, pieces of stones, and flew out.

Xiao Yao didn't want to let go of this opportunity. Before Zishan's body fell to the ground, Xiao Yao's arm had already been grabbed by Xiao Yao, and at the same time he was pulled to the front.

With a "boom", the fist wind rang like a bolt from the blue sky.

"Boom boom!"

Fist to the flesh!

Xiao Yao was like crazy, with red eyes and a punch, hitting Zishan's body.

With a muffled hum, Zishan's body also flew out and hit an uncle fiercely. The three of them hugged the thick landscape tree, all shaking.

Xiao Yao walked towards the purple shirt step by step.

Zishan raised his head and looked at Xiao Yao. This is the greatest thing he can do now.

"How did you..." His voice was very small. If it weren't for Xiao Yao's excellent hearing, he might not be able to hear what the other party was saying at this time.

"You mean, that punch just now?" Xiao Yao said with a smile, squinted.

Zishan did not speak.

"You taught me!" Xiao Yao said with a smile, "You are really a very good teacher. Originally, I had the mentality to try, but I didn't expect it to be true. It seems that if I have something to do in the future, If you don't understand, you can still ask you more, the premise is, can you live to that time." Xiao Yao said.

"..." Zishan didn't believe it.

He knew that there were geniuses in this world.

But he felt that the word genius was only worthy of people like himself, and people like Xiao Yao could only be regarded as a native dog, not a genius.

Therefore, he didn't think Xiao Yao had such learning ability.

"What is this boxing technique called?" Xiao Yao asked seriously.

"Nirvana Fist." Zishan's voice was still so small.

"Nirvana Fist, a very good name..." Xiao Yao murmured.

The fish intestine sword in his hand has passed over Zishan's neck, his actions were lightly written, his expression calm.

Standing up, Xiao Yao didn't even look at the purple shirt whose pupils were slowly spreading on the ground. He just wiped the fish-intestine sword in his hand on his clothes and called Gu Libing. This guy called the purple shirt. Unidentified, any assassin's identity can be fooled into the past, such things have not happened rarely before, he believes that Gu Libing can simply solve the matter.