"Grand Master, that person is also a Grand Master!"
"Who is that person? Even Jin Yihou can't do anything about it?"
"The fight between two great masters is so terrifying, like gods and demons!"
"Who do you think will win?"
"Needless to say, of course it's Jin Yihou. Didn't you see that Jin Yihou has already used it?"
"Yes, Marquis Jinyi has the upper hand!"
"No, run quickly, they are coming towards us..."
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Ten thousand Buddhas gathered together and looked at the two figures who looked like gods and demons. Everyone was shocked.
But outsiders only saw the lively fight between the two, and it seemed that Jinyihou had the upper hand, suppressing Ye Qing in the fight, but from Mo Di's point of view, Jinyihou was at a disadvantage.
Because Jin Yihou's attacks were becoming more and more rapid, and his energy was a little frivolous, on the other hand, Ye Qing was still calm, his energy was consistent, and his moves were calm and unhurried.
Jin Yihou was anxious and confused.
The battle between warriors is not only a battle of moves, but also a battle of state of mind and will.
As the saying goes, if your mind is confused, your moves will also be confused, and you will lose everything.
At this moment, Jin Yihou's heart was in confusion.
Why Jin Yihou was upset was naturally because Zhao Changming discovered that his physique, strength, and energy were all at a disadvantage in front of Ye Qing.
This is the first time he has encountered such a situation since he became a successful practitioner.
What he practiced was a technique created by Mo Ke Fang Bronze five hundred years ago. It focused on chewing bronze, refining the aura of fine gold, nourishing the body with the aura of fine gold, and finally refining the flesh and blood of the whole body into Bronze, cast into a bronze demonic body.
It sounds easy, but in reality it is difficult and painful to practice.
It is extremely painful, because to practice, you need to chew bronze, use bronze as food, and refine the fine gold energy in bronze. However, when the state is low, people's teeth are not strong enough to chew bronze, and their intestines and stomach are not strong enough to digest bronze, so they can only The pain of melting bronze into copper liquid, swallowing the copper liquid, and then refining the fine gold energy in it can be imagined. If you are not careful, you will die of intestinal rupture.
Not only that, once you start practicing, you can no longer eat whole grains until the skill is completed, and you can only eat bronze to prevent the turbidity of the grains from affecting the purity of the pure gold. The hardships are also unimaginable.
However, its power is also very powerful. When you reach a small level of cultivation, your body will be like bronze and invulnerable to weapons and weapons. If you practice to a great level, you can cast a bronze demon body, your body will be like gold and iron, indestructible, immortal, and unshakable by all means. The refined bronze demonic energy is extremely powerful, contains the sharpness of fine gold energy, and is indestructible.
And Zhao Changming has already reached great perfection in cultivation and has cast a bronze demonic body. Since he casted the bronze demonic body, there has never been a defeat for anyone below a saint. Even a semi-saint whose realm is higher than him can't help him.
But now, his bronze demonic body is at a disadvantage in front of Ye Qing. His body is not as tough as his opponent, his strength is not as great as his opponent's, and his Qi is not as powerful as his opponent's. And the longer the fight lasts, the bigger the gap becomes. This frightened him, made him unwilling, and also slightly scary.
Therefore, he was anxious and a little confused.
"I do not believe!"
Zhao Changming roared, he did not believe that the bronze demonic body he was proud of could compare to
If he doesn't get better than the other person, he doesn't believe that he will be inferior to the other person.
Zhao Changming's right hand formed a fist, and the muscles in his arm were bulging, crisscrossing and undulating, with bulges like mountains and valleys like rivers.
As the fist is extended forward, the crisscrossing and undulating muscles are constantly changing, converging on the fist edge, and the bronze aura condenses into a real dragon with both horns and rhinoceros.
Mountains and rivers defend the true dragon, which is called the Mountains and Rivers True Dragon Fist.
Zhao Changming's left hand was half-opened, with five fingers like claws. Gang Qi surged like a strong wind, lingering on the edge of the fist of his arm, faintly turning into a colorful tiger, and the palm was the claws of the tiger.
The roaring breeze transforms into a fierce tiger, which is called the Fierce Wind Tiger Fist.
When both fists are released together, the tiger roars and the dragon roars, the meaning is shocking for thousands of years.
Ye Qing's response was naturally not as fancy as Zhao Changming's, it was just a push with both hands.
However, with this push, the ground was shaken by waves, intending to shake the Kunlun Mountains.
When the real dragon and tiger met each other, they were overwhelmed by the strength and fist intention, and then torn into pieces.
Zhao Changming's Qi was damaged, he groaned, and cyan blood flowed out of his nose.
But this was just the beginning, not the end. Ye Qing took advantage of Zhao Changming's new strength to suddenly approach him and hit Zhao Changming's shoulder with a punch. Zhao Changming was like a wooden stake, with both hands The legs were knee-deep into the ground.
Then, Ye Qing's fist came out like the wind, landing on Zhao Changming's body, not giving the opponent any chance to breathe.
A step difference is a step-by-step difference.
The offensive and defensive situation changed, and Zhao Changming had no power to resist at all, and could only be passively beaten.
"Boom boom boom..."
Under the strike of the fist, the ground within a radius of dozens of feet was cracked and broken, and dust was flying.
"Come together and save the Marquis!"
Seeing this, seventy-two snow
The eight dragon guards formed a team, ninety-nine returned to one, and quickly gathered together.
The next moment, the seventy-two people pulled out the bloody spears from their backs and threw them out.
Blood spears roared out like rain. Each blood spear almost had the power of breaking gold and cracking stone. And the seventy-two blood spears were not isolated, but connected together. The seventy-two blood spears were The power was all superimposed together, the power was terrifying, and the sky seemed to be dyed with blood.
But when the seventy-two blood spears came within two feet of Ye Qing and Zhao Changming's fight, they suddenly hit a rock and collapsed in all directions. The next moment, all the blood spears scattered in all directions were shattered.
"puff"
The blood spears shattered, and the seventy-two Snow Dragon Guards immediately collapsed to the ground, vomiting blood.
When the Snow Dragon Guard was injured, eight people rushed out from the air.
The eight people are male and female, old and young, but without exception, their auras are very powerful. Five of them are half-step real people, and three are real people.
When the eight people came out, they used their own methods to attack Ye Qing at the same time.
Among them, the three real people are a monk, a thief and a Confucian.
The monk was holding a magic wand, and his whole body was surrounded by golden light, looking like a glaring King Kong.
The Taoist priest carries five long swords on his back. He holds the sword in parallel and draws the sword out of its sheath. The sword energy is vertical and horizontal.
The Confucian scholar is holding a book and reciting poems. The wind is a flag and the rain is a sword.
These three people were none other than Mo Di, the other three real-person guest ministers from the Jinyi Hou Mansion. They were glaring at the diamond sea, the sword-wielding Taoist Guan Kong, and the poetry scholar Hu Bu Shuo.
These three people, together with Mr. Mo Di Langjun, are known as the four major guests of Jinyihou Mansion.
Obviously, Zhao Changming went out in full force just in case.
Angry eyes on the sea of diamonds, a view of the Taoist wielding a sword
At the same time that Kong and the poetry scholar Hu Buhuo were taking action, the ink flute also appeared on a low wall, holding a bamboo flute and playing it gently.
Accompanied by the melodious sound of the flute, a river appeared in the sky. The river stretched as far as the eye could see, with slow water and no waves.
But the angry-eyed Vajra, the sword-controlling Taoist, the poetry scholar and others who were surrounded by Jiangliu were increasing in momentum and strength.
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