Ba Yuer is too strong. Whether it is exhaling and hurting people or the Hundred Steps Divine Fist, it opens Jiang Xiaoye's eyes.

The ancient yoga technique of Vajra is even more magical, and the whole person turns into a Vajra!

No wonder Xin Menghu wanted to learn ancient yoga.

"It seems that after the foreign boxing masters reach their limit, they are all over their body. It seems that they are not fake." Someone was amazed and worried about Jiang Xiaoye. Can this win?

Ba Yuer moved her neck and threw away the black stick in her hand.

"drink!"

His eyes flashed and he punched Jiang Xiaoye in vain.

Hundred Steps Divine Fist!

Jiang Xiaoye was prepared and quickly dodged, and the Hundred Steps Divine Fist went straight and it was difficult to hurt him as long as he was wary of it.

"Boom boom boom!"

With three punches in a row, Jiang Xiaoye was so embarrassed that he could dodge.

A black shadow flashed, and Ba Yuer came to him instantly and kicked him in the chest.

"snort!"

Jiang Xiaoye flirted directly with his hands, trying to force Ba Yuer to retreat.

"What?"

What surprised Jiang Xiaoye was that the sword in his hand was directly ignored by Ba Yuer, which clearly was that Ba Yuer was very sure of his defense of the Vajra body.

If you retreat, you will lose. Although Jiang Xiaoye lacks combat experience, he understands that if he retreats, he will really lose.

"Die together!"

He shouted softly, and his eyes flashed with determination, and Haoran's sword aura burst out instantly.

"Sher!"

"Peng!"

Ba Yuer underestimated Haoran's sword aura. The power of Haoran's sword aura must have the power to cut off the steel in Jiang Xiaoye's hands.

A half-meter-long sword wound was wounded on his chest, and blood flowed out. Ba Yuer rolled out and got up, knelt on one knee on the ground and looked at Jiang Xiaoye.

Jiang Xiaoye's chest was broken, and he rolled for more than ten meters, and the sword in his hand fell out.

"Brother!"

"Master Jiang!"

There was a burst of exclamation, and everyone present could hear the sound of a fracture.

"How is it possible..."

Ba Yuer covered his chest, and the sword broke through his Vajra body and injured his internal organs. The sharp sword aura raged in his meridians, causing him to drive him hard.

The Vajra body was broken?

Ba Yuer resisted the rocket launcher, but she never thought she would be broken by a sword. If she knew that the power was so huge, she would naturally not resist.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood was spurted out, and Ba Yuer's diamond body gradually returned to normal. The wound could not heal and the blood flowed continuously. Haoran's sword energy kept tearing his wound to prevent it from healing.

Fortunately, the sword energy in the meridians was spurted out by him with blood.

Almost lost!

Ba Yuer let out a sigh, then slowly got up and showed a sneer, but soon, his smile froze.

"Ahem, ahem...I'm fine."

Jiang Xiaoye bowed and gestured to Ba Yuer's horrified gaze and struggled to get up, spitting several mouthfuls of blood, obviously he was seriously injured.

Pushing Chu Qing away, Jiang Xiaoye took a deep breath.

Changqingjue has strong recovery ability and constantly relieves his injuries and pain. Three cracks appeared on his ribs. If he hadn't had his strong constitution, it would be troublesome to insert his ribs into his internal organs.

"You're seriously injured, too?"

Jiang Xiaoye also breathed out when he saw Ba Yuer's situation. The other party's Vajra body was broken and his breath was depressed.

Ba Yuer said nothing.

"What's going on with your Vajra body?" Jiang Xiaoye found that Changqing Jue's recovery speed increased several times after he was seriously injured, and planned to delay the time.

"The ancient yoga practice has reached its limit, and once the force is exerted, you can transform into Vajra."

Ba Yuer spurted out another mouthful of blood, and the scar on her face became more and more ferocious and said, "Come again!"

With a wave of his hand, the two metal sticks on the ground were directly wrapped around the invisible true qi silk and sucked back into his hand.

"good!"

Jiang Xiaoye was the same. He took a breath, suddenly his body arched slightly and his fists closed his abdomen, his face opened for a while, and his chest was stained with blood.

This is!

Ba Yuer's pupils shrank, and she jumped back without hesitation, and retreated continuously.

Hundred Steps Divine Fist!

Jiang Xiaoye didn't know if he could shoot it, but he understood that the so-called Hundred Steps Divine Fist was to condense the powerful true energy into the substantial production.

With a punch, a blue-white fist shadow suddenly shot towards Ba Yuer.

Then he opened his bow left and right, punching one by one.

"What?"

Ba Yuer's voice changed, and the masters present also showed shock. Jiang Xiaoye had already suffered heavy injuries, but he could still use the Hundred Steps Divine Fist when he was severely injured?

And this Hundred Steps Divine Fist... One punch after another?

Impossible, fake!

As a veteran master, Ba Yuer doesn’t believe that this is true. Even at his peak, he will not be able to withstand seven or eight punches in a row, but...

More than a dozen fist shadows roared!

Block it!

Ba Yuer had no choice but to avoid it and roared in her heart.

His hands crossed and blocked his chest, but he was instantly knocked out by several fists.

Young Master!

When Ba Yuer rolled out of the air, her mind was full of these words.

What a talent this is?

Jiang Xiaoye stared at his fist blankly. This is the Hundred Steps Divine Fist? It’s quite unreasonable!

He practiced the Eternal Green Jue, and he could say that his true energy was so terrifying that he still had more than ten punches in a row. What if he broke through to the realm of return?

Ba Yuer rolled on the ground, her skin was blooming and her whole body was lying on the ground like a dead dog.

"Win!!!"

Song Renzhi couldn't help but yell. The masters present could feel that Ba Yuer's aura was extremely depressed and could be said to be half dead.

"good!"

"Hahahaha, I am worthy of being my Chinese master, okay!"

"Young Master, I am ashamed!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The happiest thing is that these masters from the ancient martial arts world come here, all of whom care about the winners and losses of the ancient martial arts masters of China and foreign ancient martial arts masters. After all, it is related to China's reputation!

The Chinese Young Master defeated the old master of Muay Thai!

Jiang Xiaoye also breathed a sigh of relief.

There was a lot of cheers, and as someone applauded, soon there was a lot of applause, and the applause was thunderous.

Jiang Xiaoye tore off his bloody clothes, thought for a while and walked towards Ba Yuer.

The remaining disciples of Ba Yuer could not speak Chinese, so they roared at Jiang Xiaoye loudly to stop him from getting closer.

"You lost."

Jiang Xiaoye ignored this disciple, and Ba Yuer's breath was depressed, as if she was about to die at any time.

"Lost..."

Ba Yuer's eyes were dull and her breath slowly dissipated.

"Hey? What's wrong with you?" Jiang Xiaoye's face turned pale. Is it dead? Did he beat someone to death?

Although the other party also wanted his life, he did not want to kill him!
To be continued...