Cultivation Begins with Cultivating Spiritual Roots

　　 Yang Buyi doesn't care about Mo Huang's words. He firmly believes that there is no power out of thin air in this world, and there must be a price to get it.

　　 Facing the magic light at this moment, even if he used one Qi to transform the three clears, the main body cooperated with the three clones to besiege to no avail, and he could only defeat it by using a psychic magic weapon or using the Zhuxian sword formation.

　　 But he didn't want to use it whether it was a psychic magic weapon or an immortal sword formation. The former is jealous and afraid of being coveted. The latter is his current biggest hole card. He doesn't want to use it as a last resort.

　　 At this moment, he pulled his speed to the extreme, evading Mo Huang's onslaught as fast as he could, wanting to avoid the edge for a while.

　　 Those who were watching were obviously disappointed. I thought I could see a fierce battle, but I didn't expect it to be chasing and fleeing now.

　　 Yang Buyi didn't care about the gaze of outsiders at all. His gaze stared closely at the extremely fierce Mo Huang. Although his face was solemn, he did not see the slightest panic in his eyes.

　　 "Da!"

　　'S rapid retreat step, suddenly, Yang Buyi's figure stopped unexpectedly, the corner of his eye quickly glanced at the empty behind, from there, he noticed a very destructive force.

　　 "Little dark punch!"

　　 After Yang Buyi paused, Mo Huang once again forced him to lock him quietly.

Looking at Yang Buyi, who had nowhere to retreat, Mo Huang couldn't help but let out a grin. Immediately on top of his fists, the tyrannical man and the vastness surged out, turning into the shadow of a sky full of fists, directly engulfing Yang Buyi in. .

　　 The shadow of the fist came over, and Yang Buyi looked around, as if the whole body was filled with the shadow of the fist that was filled with evil spirits.

　　 Among the many shadows of the boxing, he felt a chill that made his heart palpitating. That feeling was like a poisonous snake hidden in the grass, waiting to give people a fatal blow.

　　 Yang couldn't easily take a deep breath, his pupils stared at the rapidly attacking Mantian Fist Shadow, and his mental power spread out. He knew that Mo Huang's real ultimate move was hidden in this Mantian Fist Shadow.

　　 The fist shadow enveloped it extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye. The numerous fist shadows with fierce vigor were about to fall on Yang Buyi's body.

"found it."

And at the moment when Yang Buyi was about to be hit by the shadow of the fist, his eyes suddenly opened, ignoring the numerous shadows of the fist. The five elements in his hand stabbed diagonally, tearing the shadow of the heavy fist, and finally He fiercely clicked on a fist that was hidden behind the shadow of the fist and hidden murderous intent.

"boom!"

　　 Right at the moment when Yang Buyi's sharp sword light hit the fist, the shadow of the fist covering the whole body disappeared immediately, and then, a powerful gust of wind exploded like a violent wind.

"Humph!"

Even Yang Buyi found out the ultimate move. Mo Huang was obviously stunned for a moment, but then there was a cold snort, his fist, as hard as a treasure, twisted like a wave. It was extremely strong, but extremely powerful. The vicious dark energy followed the surging of the bones, revealing his fists, and fiercely blasted on the tip of Yang Buyi's sword. Seeing this, Mo Huang actually wanted to smash his flying sword.

Although Mo Huang's heart is cruel, Yang Buyi is equally cunning. With his subtle perception of mental power, he can clearly feel the direction of the flow of the former's strength. The moment the flying sword is bending, he is in a roundabout way. Just like the yin and yang of Tai Chi, use softness to overcome strength.

When Mo Huang's magic arms were straightened and his strength was finished, Yang Buyi's face became cold, and the long sword suddenly popped out. With the help of the bending of the long sword and the power accumulated in the dark, it was very swift and violent, like a snake swallowing, and slammed into Mo Huang. Above his magic fist, a little red light appeared in an instant.

　　 Under strong suppression, he was actually injured, Mo Huang turned into anger from annoyance, turned his fists into claws, and disappeared in place like a ghost.

　　 "Huh?" Yang was not easily alert. At this moment, it seemed as if a predatory beast locked himself in, his hair standing upside down, and he suddenly retreated.

　　 "Huh!"

　　 The fierce jet black air, like an extremely sharp blade, passed directly over the back of Yang Buyi's hand, only almost injuring him.

　　 "Huh?" Seeing Yang Buyi avoiding his frontal offensive, Mo Huang was also full of surprise.

　　 Although the phantom technique is relatively low-level, it can't show its disadvantages at close range, and Yang Buyi has already polished it to perfection, and can always avoid it when the magic is killed.

　　 Mo Huang was annoyed, but he was also experienced after all. The next moment, his body twisted suddenly, like a mountain wall, with his back as a weapon, and a heavy counter-shock on Yang Buyi's body.

"boom!"

A deep voice sounded in the field, Yang Buyi's body was forcibly shaken and flew backwards, and when his figure had just left the magic light, his wrist shook, and the Five Elements Divine Sword immediately cut out several sword lights. , Jianmang whistling, shooting away at the deadly vitals such as the magic eyes, throat, heart, and dantian respectively.

The sword light cut out by the Five Elements Divine Sword is so powerful that even Mo Huang dare not care about it. He wanted to take advantage of the situation and give Yang a fatal attack. He was also disrupted by Yang Buyi's counterattack, using both hands and feet. , And then evaded the few sword lights. However, although he avoided these attacks, there was still a shallow blood mark on his face and arms.

　　 After a fight, Mo Huang seemed to have the upper hand, but in the end he was still the first to bleed.

Looking at Mo Huang with a bloodstain on his arm, everyone in the field breathed heavily. At this time, everyone could see that Mo Huang, who was so aggressively offensive, did not get too much in the hands of Yang Buyi. Many benefits.

　　 Moreover, the thrilling experience of the two previous close-to-hand fights also made them understand that this battle was indeed exceptionally exciting.

　　 Yang Buyi stared at Mo Huang with a cold expression on his face, and glanced at his chest. The clothes there were already shattered, and there was still a faint pain, apparently hurt by Mo Huang's back shock.

However, in the previous encounters, Yang Buyi also gradually tested Mo Huang's bottom line of strength. Although his attacks were violent and fierce, it seemed that he could not perfectly control the phantom of the gods and demons behind him, linking the gods and demons. It takes a certain amount of time to phantom power.

　　 In other words, the power that the Demon God Phantom gave him cannot allow him to continuously output. There is a time interval. Although this interval is very short, it is not easy to detect by Yang. This is the fatal weakness of Mo Huang.

　　 "Huh..."

　　 Yang couldn't easily float in the air, looking at the red eyes below, staring at his magic light with a ferocious gaze, and slowly exhaled. Now that he saw through the opponent's weakness, it was his turn to take action.

　　 He intends to make continuous shots, defending Mo Huang, forcing Mo Huang, and taking advantage of Mo Huang to mobilize the power of the Demon God's phantom to give him a crit.

　　 The cold light in Yang's eyes flickered. Now that Mo Huang's loophole was found, it was his turn to fight back.

　　 Like a meteor rushing to the moon, he hurried to the front, his fist smashed into Mo Huang's chest with golden clouds blooming.

　　 The space seemed to be distorted, and the image that appeared was a little fuzzy, and the force of wind directly shattered a large area of ​​void, making a clicking sound.

　　 Demon Huang raised his fists to greet each other, and the two fists intersected, making a metal-like clanging sound, and the brilliant brilliance shone out. Both of them seemed to be covered with a layer of golden brilliance, as if two war gods were fighting fiercely.

Quickly separated, Mo Huang felt his arms numb, secretly surprised by Yang Buyi's powerful force and unparalleled footwork. He kept teleporting, and every step he took, disappeared out of thin air, and he got rid of the threatening Yang in three or two. Not easy.

The body is unpredictable, Mo Huang adjusted slightly, stepping on all directions, like a flowing cloud, once again attacking Yang Buyi, he does not want to be passive, he has always been strong and unmatched, and has always taken the initiative to attack in battle, and does not want to show weakness. Yuren.

　　 "Little curse punch!"

　　 The curse fist was extremely fierce and weird, a jump, and hit Yang Buyi's chest fiercely. The gray mist spread out, and the curse power of the curse fist wanted to penetrate Yang Buyi's chest.

　　 At the same time, the right leg bends the knee and lifts it vigorously, and the knee hits Yang Buyi's lower abdomen.

　　 It is gray and dusty, but this is by no means the dust flying. It is the terrible light of the terrible curse power. It is as fast as thunder, fists and legs strike at the same time, and it is not easy to block Yang from all directions.

Yang Buyi turned a little sideways, facing Mo Huang's fist with both hands, and at the same time swinging his waist and the accumulated power suddenly burst out. The leg strikes backwards.

With a "clang" sound, it was as if two divine irons had collided together. Yang Buyi's right knee sturdily collided with Mo Huang's left knee. The gray curse power and the golden glow burst into pieces at the same time. It looks like a large stream of light is falling.

The movement between the two was as fast as lightning, and at the same time they backed slightly. Yang Buyi twisted his waist and shook his legs violently, and pulled his left leg like a steel whip, directly towards Mohuang's right temple. The real one was drawn, not to mention that the flesh and blood body, that is, the Vajra Buddha body would burst on the spot.

　　 Mo Huang bowed his head slightly, and the strength in his heart that shocked Yang Buyi suddenly increased. He didn't know that Yang Buyi had already mobilized all his strength. This was his first full-scale battle, and he didn't have any remaining strength.

　　 Mo Huang evaded this blow and turned upside down in the air, kicking Yang Buyi's chest and abdomen, who was in the air before he could move his body. Such a fierce and fierce attack was really shocking.

Yang Buyi is not afraid. Although he can avoid it, avoidance is not his style. He travels half a meter in the air and refuses to retreat. Then his legs are together, like an unbreakable awl. Generally, it is directly inserted into Mo Huang's chest and abdomen.

　　 Mo Huang was forced to fly out in the air. All of this was so fast. From the time the two met to the separation, it happened in an instant, leaving a large afterimage in the air.

　　 Then, Yang did not easily walk in the air. He stepped out a dozen steps in the sky and chased him. He tilted his body and swept Mo Huang's upper body, trying to amputate his body.

　　 Devilish flames surged. He had always forced his opponent, but today it seems to have turned around. This opponent is even more fierce and fierce than him.

　　 He turned around abruptly, leaped high, and didn't want to back up, he slammed his leg back vigorously, and directly collided with Yang Buyi's sweep.

"boom!"

　　 A brilliant light burst out in the sky, and the two separated.

　　 "Ultimate Divine Fist!"

Yang Buyi was too fast. In an instant, his hands were intertwined with several top-notch arcane magical fusions to form the ultimate divine fist. The instant he landed, he rushed over and punched directly, opening and closing, he just wanted Overwhelm the opponent with a strong posture, and use his own way to rule his body.

　　 "Little dark punch!"

　　 Mo Huang yelled, his black hair stood up like a waterfall flowing backwards, the sharp light in his eyes forced people like a sharp sword, and the black glow of his right fist smashed out.

　　 The sound of fierce fighting was like an earthquake, causing the earth to crack, and Mo Huang was shaken back five steps.

　　 But Yang Buyi didn't retreat but instead moved forward, he followed and forced him up.

　　 "Ultimate Divine Fist!"

　　 With a big drink, Yang Buyi shook Mo Huang again.

　　 "The Great Curse Seal!"

　　 Mohuang’s eyes resembled electricity, his fists burst out with bright green light, and his fists intersected. He felt his arms numb, his body trembled slightly, and a surging force seemed to invade his body.

　　 Demon Huang backed away again in shock, Yang Buyi gained power and did not forgive others, shouting: "Ultimate Divine Fist!"

　　 The fist wind is unmatched, and smashes Mo Huang's face. Mo Huang has to be forced to block, like a demon king, coming out of the world.

　　 There seemed to be thunder in the sky, and the two of them shook hard.

　　 A gorgeous energy storm swept across all directions, Mo Huang retreated, and Yang Buyi followed up again.

　　 A punch is like a punch.

　　 Energy burst out continuously, and the brilliant glow shrouded the two of them, as if the stormy waves were surging.

　　 Everyone who watched the battle was shocked. The strong two gave them too many surprises, especially Yang Buyi was able to reverse the defeat and stabilize Mo Huang, which was too unexpected.

　　 Loud noises erupted continuously, and Yang Buyi was as fast as lightning. A punch was more powerful than a punch. At the eighteenth punch, Mo Huang finally couldn't bear it, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood stains.

"what……"

　　 "How is this possible?!" Mo Huang's entourage exclaimed, and the faith in his heart was actually lost to Yang Buyi.

Yang is not easy to fly with long hair and press hard every step~www.novelmt.com~ With fierce moves, open and close, he does not give Mo Huang a chance to dodge, and he does not give him time to mobilize the power of the demon god's phantom. All fierce attacks are Connected together, so that Mo Huang can only receive it, not avoid it.

　　 After the thirty-sixth punch blasted out, Mo Huang roared, and finally couldn't hold it. His body was smashed and flew upside down, spouting a big mouth of blood.

　　 He couldn't believe it. After Yang Buyi saw his ferocity again, he would choose to fight hard with him.

"Drink!" Yang Buyi followed up, his actions were fierce, and still a fierce direct attack. Without any skill to speak of, an invisible "potential" enveloped Mo Huang. He just wanted to force the opponent to shake and let the other party. Can't evade, can't evade.

　　 blasted out nine punches again and again, Mo Huang vomited blood continuously, and Yang Buyi felt very hearty.

　　 At this moment, everyone's expressions were changed, and their eyes showed different meanings. Yang Buyizhi's strength was deeply imprinted in their minds.

"boom!"

　　 was another punch, smashing Mo Huang directly into the air.

　　 A bunch of blood sprinkled in the air, everyone was dumbfounded, was Mo Huang defeated just like that?

　　 The Promise Demon Sect, a genius strong man who has obtained part of the inheritance of the Demon God Chi You, a quasi-Dao sub-level figure who will lead the Promise Demon Sect to glory in the future, and a legendary young powerhouse just like this defeated?

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