"Third brother!" Si Qingfeng and Si Cangliu exclaimed in surprise when they saw their younger brother being blown away.
"Master!" The other people also looked behind.
In front of them was a ravine more than three meters wide. It was the aftermath of Yinglang's punch that overturned the ground.
But the ravine, which was more than three meters wide and half a meter deep, suddenly shrank to only half a meter wide when it reached them. But its depth is more than ten meters deep. A deep pit formed directly in front of them.
And this deep pit continued to spread backwards, extending into the smoke hundreds of meters away.
"Yinglang's fist light..." Si Cangliu's voice was a little hoarse, "It seemed to have been suppressed just now, but..."
"The third brother was afraid that we would get hurt, so he took all the damage by himself, brother." Si Qingfeng yelled.
"The third young master actually compressed such a blow." Someone from the Si family said absently, looking at the ravine on the ground.
"Are you kidding? Hahaha..." Suddenly one person from the Si family knelt on the ground, laughing wildly and crying, "How could this be human power..."
"Yeah..." Another person collapsed on the ground and couldn't help but giggle, "We are too naive. Our opponent is that Yinglang, who was once the number one young man in Dingyao City. The master died because of him. In our hands, how did we win against that kind of monster..."
"Get up!" Si Cangliu yelled and looked at everyone, "My third brother saved you, but I didn't let you wait here to die."
"Impossible, young master, we can't defeat that kind of monster." One person said, shaking his head.
"Yes, eldest young master, you saw the attack just now. If it weren't for the third young master, Ying Lang would have wiped out all of us with one punch." Another person said to Si Cangliu.
"Moreover, even the third young master who was regarded as the hope by everyone in our Si family and who has created countless miracles was also punched by Yinglang..." A member of the Si family collapsed on the ground, crying in despair.
But before he finished speaking, a ray of light suddenly shot from a distance and penetrated directly into his mind.
"Oh, oh, oh, what happened to me too?" A very angry, arrogant and arrogant voice came from a few hundred meters away.
"You also said that I have created many miracles, why don't you believe that I can still create miracles?" The smoke in the distance gradually parted, revealing a hemispherical shield composed of tens of thousands of diamond-shaped blue crystals.
In fact, it is easier to understand that it is a hemisphere than a bowl without a bottom. The surface of the bowl faced the direction of Ying Lang, and the bottom of the bowl was held in Si Yuanwu's hand.
The bottom of the bowl-shaped shield was no longer a blue diamond-shaped crystal, but a piece of red, fuzzy slurry-like substance that seemed to melt away at any time.
The reason why it was originally said to be hemispherical rather than bowl-shaped was because the edge of the "bowl" was not flat. Instead, the fracture was very obvious, with cracks one by one.
It is not difficult to imagine that there was something on the edge of the "bowl" at the beginning, but it was destroyed.
"Hmph, it's rumored that the Ying family's Ying Lang is most famous for punching and killing." Si Yuanwu's voice slowly came from behind the shield.
With the blessing of spiritual power, Si Yuanwu's voice directly reached Ying Lang's ears several hundred meters away.
"These two moves are terrifyingly powerful. They can wipe out ordinary third-level monsters and even injure fourth-level monsters." As Si Yuanwu spoke, the shield in front of him suddenly scattered into pieces of rhombus-shaped blue crystals, stacked into one. The stack flew into his hand.
Finally, it turned into a strange blue rune and was tattooed on the back of Si Yuanwu's hand.
"It's really remarkable when I see you today." Si Yuanwu looked at the ground in front of him, and his expression turned cold.
"You actually melted three thousand pieces of my Heavenly Weapon Spirit Armor with one punch." Si Yuanwu walked over slowly, staring at Ying Lang with his eyes fixed on him, and said through gritted teeth.
When Jin Chen looked at Si Yuanwu, his eyes narrowed slightly and his expression was solemn. "Is the heavenly weapon spirit armor he talks about a combat skill?"
"You can't be wrong." Ying Lang nodded, "Sicheng once got a piece of thousand-year cold iron in another city. It is said that the cold iron was used for Si Yuanwu to practice."
"I heard something from the clan leader. Si Yuanwu seemed to have offended Jiang Yue. Although I don't know the specific situation, the dignified Jiang clan clan leader bullied the younger ones regardless of his status, and punched Si Yuanwu with a fist seal. It's true. And he survived." Ying Lang also looked at Si Yuanwu walking over, his expression more solemn than ever before.
"I originally thought that the leader of the Jiang family underestimated the enemy, and because he didn't bother to take action against the younger generation, he didn't use much skill. Seeing his move today, I'm afraid that the leader of the Jiang family really used a weapon that could kill ordinary people in the spirit condensation realm in an instant. Fist." Ying Lang said slowly, taking the battle ax from behind.
"He was punched by a strong cultivator without dying. This person is quite powerful." Jin Chen looked at Si Yuanwu and narrowed his eyes.
"Hey, now, sister." Si Yuanwu walked up to everyone in the Si family. He didn't even look at the dead body that he had just punched through the brain, but said to Jin Chen.
"If sister is willing to marry me, I can also teach her the Heavenly Weapon Spirit Armor. Although there is no Thousand-Year Cold Iron anymore, I will find something else to replace it for my sister." Si Yuanwu looked at Jin Chen, his eyes Looking forward to it.
"Your Heavenly Weapon Spirit Armor seems to be quite powerful." Jin Chen didn't talk to him and just kept talking to himself.
"Oh." Si Yuanwu nodded, with a touch of pride on his face, "I have a piece of thousand-year cold iron integrated into my body, which gives me some of the characteristics of cold iron. That's why I can condense the heavenly weapons with such powerful defense. Spirit Armor.”
"But even for me, it takes a lot of energy to condense a piece of heavenly armor. It melted more than 3,000 pieces at once, and I felt very distressed~" As he spoke, Si Yuanwu looked at him with hateful eyes. To Yinglang.
"Hmph!" Ying Lang sneered, raised his chin, and looked at him provocatively, "What, you still want to transform into more heavenly weapons and spirit armor?"
"Alas -" Si Yuanwu sighed, "I originally wanted to use a thousand pieces of heavenly armor to form a ball to wrap up your attack and throw it out. Who knew your punch was so strong."
"It seems that the members of the four major families are indeed not idlers. In other words, I have to prove in front of my sister that I am good enough and worthy of her. Otherwise, I will not be able to take her away from you." Si Yuanwu As he said that, he suddenly grinned, revealing a ferocious smile, and rushed towards Ying Lang.
As he rushed over, pieces of blue diamond-shaped crystals suddenly appeared around him, spinning and dancing around him.
"What the hell is that?" Looking at the flying heavenly weapons and spirit armor, Ying Lang's pupils tightened.
"Jinchen, you are injured, just pay attention to him for me. This is the grudge between me and the Si family, and I will solve it." Ying Lang glanced at Jinchen, his expression more solemn than ever.
"Huh? You mean you want me to support you outside the field?" After Jinchen heard it clearly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he seemed a little stunned.
"Please. I don't want the person I like to drag his scarred body to fight. You are responsible for finding a way to deal with him, and I will defeat him!" After saying that, without waiting for Jinchen to agree or refute, Ying Lang said Rushed forward.
"Kid!" Ying Lang rushed towards him and slashed him with an axe.
Clang!
The ax blade struck the flying heavenly weapon spirit armor, making a sound of metal collision. Without waiting for Ying Lang to withdraw his axe, pieces of the Tianbing Spirit Armor actually attached to the blade of Ying Lang's axe, spreading towards the surface of the ax and attacking the handle of Ying Lang's axe.
"What?!" Ying Lang immediately shook his spiritual energy, scattering the heavenly weapon spirit armor attached to the battle axe, and smashed it down with another axe.
Clang.
"It's useless, you can't break through my absolute defense." Si Yuanwu laughed ferociously, and pieces of heavenly weapon spirit armor firmly absorbed the Yinglang battle axe.
Before Ying Lang could use his spiritual energy to disperse them, another part of the heavenly weapons and spirit armor formed a long sword, which was held by Si Yuanwu and slashed horizontally at Ying Lang.
