Yanliang put away his trophies unhurriedly, and occasionally glanced at the old man who was approaching.
"court death!"
Elder Mo's eyes were full of murderous intent. A flash of light flashed on his right hand, and a silver-black glove suddenly appeared. He punched out suddenly, and the shadow of the fist came out before it reached the body.
Yanliang was surprised to see the old man using his fists, so he quickly put away his sword and quietly increased his physical power to the second level of the golden body, and added the third level of primary soul power.
The same punch was thrown out, hitting the flying fist shadow, and immediately centered on him, an invisible wave of air was produced, blowing towards both sides of the aisle, blowing his long hair, and also blowing The long skirts of distant spectators.
This fist shadow was domineering and fierce, and it also contained a hint of extreme coldness. It faintly caused the spiritual power in his body to stagnate, and his body was hit several feet away by the force of the fist.
A mark was drawn in the corridor, but fortunately he was not relying on spiritual power, otherwise he would have suffered a big loss if he was caught off guard by this move, or he would have suffered some minor injuries.
The soul power in the body immediately enveloped the extremely cold air and drove it out. The soul power formed a thick barrier under the flesh of the fist.
Elder Mo's eyes narrowed. Although he only used 80% of his strength, the opponent was not seriously injured in one blow. He was filled with shock. However, beyond his expectation, the opponent was not injured at all.
"snort!"
He snorted coldly and wanted to take advantage of the situation to kill him. This time he used all his strength and punched again.
"ah……"
He shouted suddenly, still using the physical power of the second level of the golden body, but raising his soul power to the middle of the third level, and punched out.
The fierce speed wiped away the firelight, and the rapid impact on the fist force broke out an even stronger shock wave, which still affected the crowd who had retreated far away.
The faces of the onlookers in the corridor changed drastically, and they began to quickly move away from the place of fighting. They glanced at the young man in shock, then returned to their respective rooms and closed the doors.
At this moment, in their eyes, this young man seemed very mysterious. Even the elders of the Ling Sect were capable of fighting, and they must not offend him casually.
Just when they were shocked, Yanliang had already dispersed the strength of his fist, rushed towards the old man, and punched fiercely.
"boom!"
He only felt as if his fist had hit the extremely cold ice and iron, and an extremely thick cold air instantly passed through his fist, preparing to invade his body, but fortunately he was already prepared.
The intersecting state of the two fists only lasted for a breath, and a huge counterattack force came. Elder Mo took nine steps back, and Yan Liang was knocked back ten steps.
"Have fun, come again!"
Violent breaths continued to emanate from the two of them. This simple and direct way of sparring inspired his passion for fighting. Although the opponent's martial arts were inspired by powerful spiritual power.
Yan Liang took the initiative and punched forward without retreating. The second punch struck together. Elder Mo was knocked back ten steps, but Yan Liang only took nine steps back.
"It turns out to be a golden body..."
Elder Mo's face changed drastically when he saw the golden light flashing under his fist. This was really shocking. He had no idea that the young man had such a powerful body.
To be able to cultivate him, the force behind it must be so terrifying. It must be a monster genius cultivated by some top force or family.
At this moment, he was riding a tiger and couldn't get off. If he continued to pursue the case and the forces behind it were involved, although the Dragon and Tiger Hall were not afraid, he would definitely be punished if he had offended some powerful forces for nothing.
If they don't pursue it, then where will Longhutang's face be? Without the deterrent effect, anyone can attack their people in the future, and the guilt of such a crime will not be light.
At this moment, he hated Qin Yuande a little. If he hadn't been jealous and made him angry, and finally came to the door to cause trouble, how could he have been dragged in?
In Elder Mo's contemplation, the two had exchanged several moves, and gradually became evenly matched. He suddenly gritted his teeth, and the murderous intent in his body was revealed.
It was obvious that he had made a decision at this moment to snipe the young man in the flying boat. He suddenly started to make secrets, and the runes in the flying boat flickered.
Luo Wuchen's urgent voice suddenly sounded in his mind, "Master, he can't keep it any longer. He wants to mobilize the killing array within this fifth-level formation..."
Yanliang's heart suddenly tightened when he heard this. He also noticed that the other party was mobilizing this formation, but he couldn't tell the level of this formation. Now it seemed that the situation was very dangerous.
He raised his head and glanced at a secret room on the top floor, with a hint of murderous intent on his lips, "If that's the case, don't blame me..."
After saying that, he fiercely shot murderous intent at the old man, and a golden body several feet long was revealed at the same time, emitting a dazzling light, reflecting the corridor into purple gold.
Elder Mo's pupils shrank and suddenly turned pale with fright, "Purple Gold Body, how is this possible..."
A huge fist appeared in front of him in an instant. He hurriedly stopped the technique, crossed his hands in front of him, and mobilized all his spiritual power to condense into a protective barrier.
And with the huge force coming, the newly formed protective barrier was instantly destroyed.
There was a loud "pop" sound, accompanied by countless "click" sounds.
A figure was like a cannonball, flew out by the punch, and hit the floor of the corridor diagonally, making another "bang" sound.
He slid on the floor for more than a hundred feet until he hit the wall of Feizhou's head management office. He stuck to the wall and was covered in blood, unable to move.
Yanliang rushed out again, but a deep voice suddenly sounded in his mind, "Young man, this is enough to relieve your anger..."
He glanced towards the secret room on the top floor and continued to rush towards the old man, "Since he has murderous intent, he will definitely die."
"Young man, I didn't take action against you, so you shouldn't push yourself too far."
As the words fell, a middle-aged man appeared at the end of the aisle. He was dressed in white and had black hair. Both his clothes and hair were flowing and elegant, untied and slightly flowing.
Against the figure hanging in mid-air, it really looks like a god descending into the world. There seems to be a sharp sword in the calm eyes, and there is a kind of majesty that is not angry.
Looking at the hanging figure, there was a hint of anger in Yanliang's eyes, "You have been watching them silently from the beginning. If I didn't have such strength, you would still be like him, so..."
The strength of the physical body suddenly increased to the peak of the third level of the golden body, and all the soul power of the mid-level four was attached to the physical body, and the speed of rushing forward suddenly increased a lot.
"I still have to use my strength to speak..."
He punched out fiercely and separated three phantoms. The soul thorns were already formed in his mind, waiting to be stimulated.
The middle-aged man felt a little moved at this moment, and thought to himself: "I still underestimated you, but you still retain your strength. Who are you?"
