In the eyes of Old Man Yang, Xiao Yi was already injured by the internal organs, and he was sure to win.

"They are all Wan Buddha's hands, so the old man is still better at it."

"Doctor Xiao is young after all, and his ribs are probably broken."

Facing the compliments from everyone in the audience, Mr. Yang stood proudly and couldn't help but feel distracted.

"It's better to be happy early," Xiao Yi smiled ghostly, and suddenly took action: "Breaking the air finger!"

Surprise! "What?"

Mr. Yang's eyes were shocked.

Lost Jingzhou by carelessness.

Xiao Yi gathered his fingers and poked his shoulder with one finger.

Blood flowed, arms numb, Old Man Yang trembled all over and said in horror: "You... are you okay?"

"Are you the only one who transforms the spirit in the world?"

Xiao Yi was holding Yang Xi's fan.

Except for his chest, he felt muscle pain, he had no bone injuries at all.

This is the power of the martial artists in the martial arts world! If they were replaced by Mingjin and Darkjin warriors, they would have been shattered by Mr. Yang's palm.

However, transforming strength and refining bones is a qualitative change.

The bones on the chest and limbs of the warrior of Huajin will become extremely hard and difficult to break, but they also have fatal weaknesses, that is, the back and head.

As long as the head and the back of the heart are shot, the warrior who transforms the power will die.

If you want to kill a warrior in the magic world, you either crush his throat, shoot his head, or penetrate the heart through the back, otherwise you will have no chance at all.

All warriors of Huajin know this, so few people will expose their backs to the enemy.

It is even harder to attack the head. Ordinary gunmen shoot at a speed that is not as fast as the warriors dodge.

"Boy, I underestimate you, you have also advanced to Huajin."

Seeing that Xiao Yi's chest was fine, Old Master Yang already knew the reason, and a solemnity flashed across his face.

As soon as he said this, he immediately talked about it under the arena.

"Doctor Xiao actually transforms his strength."

"Oh my God, there were actually two martial artists who transformed the power today."

At this moment, Xiao Yi's appearance was about to go to forty. If they knew that Xiao Yi had advanced to Huajin in his twenties, they would probably be shocked if their chins were shocked.

No wonder he was fearless. Ding Lin, the only one who knew Xiao Yi's true appearance, harshly hit his palm with his fist.

He couldn't help but sigh: Genius, no matter how hard you work hard the day after tomorrow, it's hard to compare with talent.

"Get the sword!"

Mr. Yang suddenly shouted fiercely.

A servant immediately threw a Tai Chi sword up below, and a Tai Chi Yin and Yang Talisman was engraved at the hilt of the sword, which was very dazzling.

This sword was built by him at a high cost, which shows that Mr. Yang knew not only Tai Chi, but also Tai Chi sword. It is not a pity that he was the head of the Yang family.

"Boy, look at the sword!"

Mr. Yang's sword was unsheathed, and his murderous intention was decided, and he cut his sword towards Xiao Yi's head.

The sword shadows are heavy.

"Look, sword energy!"

Under the ring, someone immediately exclaimed.

The Tai Chi Sword immediately showed its uniqueness in the hands of a master like Mr. Yang.

I saw that every move of his sword was a deviation, and the sword body seemed to be covered with a layer of white mist, as if driving the air.

"Look at the fan!"

Xiao Yi's eyes are evil.

The Tai Chi fan he took from Yang Xi finally came in handy at this moment.

The fan shadows are heavy.

The Tai Chi Fan seemed to be reborn in Xiao Yi's hands, spinning endlessly, and always resolved Mr. Yang's offensive at the most critical moment.

The fan dances in the cycle of reincarnation, and the whole Tai Chi fan seems to have life, and it rotates flexibly in Xiao Yi's hand, like a dart.

"Swoosh, swosh, swosh!"

The people under the ring were stunned and their eyes could not keep up with the speed of the fight.

"Boy, I will let you see what the real nine Tai Chi styles are."

Mr. Yang shouted: "Look at my nine Tai Chi styles, the third style, like a shadow!"

Once this move was used, he was like a shadow of a god and a demon, splitting into nine, killing Xiao Yi, which was astonishingly fast as he could.

On the ring, Mr. Yang's nine figures surrounded Xiao Yi like a shadow.

In an instant, swords were flying all over the sky.

Everyone in the audience exclaimed in surprise, and saw the nine figures of Mr. Yang attacking Xiao Yi from various tricky angles, blocking all paths, and killing swords.

"So amazing, Doctor Xiao is finished."

"Doctor Xiao shouldn't have learned the Yang family's nine Tai Chi styles secretly. The old man used the third style, but it seems that he can't even do it."

Seeing the people under the arena gloating, Ding Lin's face looked really ugly, and he could see that Xiao Yi was defending with all his strength.

"Ten Thousand Buddhas' Hands!"

Xiao Yi held the Tai Chi fan in his hand, and in an instant, the fan shadows were flying all over the sky, like flying ribbons, constantly resisting the attack of the Tai Chi sword.

"Oh, this kid really doesn't know how to act the third way."

"That's right, it turns out to be a half-baked guy."

The onlookers laughed at them all.

Mr. Yang held his heart and the attack became more and more fierce.

Mingjin can only practice the first style of Tai Chi.

The second move can be practiced with the hidden power.

Practice three and four styles of transformation.

Practice five and six styles of Danjin.

Practice the seventh and eight styles of Gangjin.

Only a master can practice the ninth style.

If you cannot achieve your cultivation level, you will not be able to practice the nine Tai Chi styles at all.

Now that Xiao Yi can't even use the third move, Mr. Yang is extremely proud: "Boy, today will be your death day next year!"

The nine swords are combined, and the nine shadows are attacking together, taking all the advantages.

"Tai Chi Step!"

Xiao Yi's steps are flexible.

Although he did not have nine shadows to attack with all his strength, his figure was dazzling with his amazing speed.

After turning over in the air, Xiao Yi had escaped from the siege of Mr. Yang and instantly stepped behind him.

"Breaking the air finger!"

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and instantly closed the fan, gathered the power of the Breaking Finger on the Tai Chi fan, threw his hand away, and headed straight for the one at the edge of the nine shadows.

After observing the battles just now, he, who is proficient in the nine Tai Chi styles, has already identified the true direction of Mr. Yang.

"not good!"

Mr. Yang felt a chill on his back and wanted to look back, but he never had a chance again.

"puff!"

The nine shadows returned to one another and all disappeared, and Mr. Yang instantly revealed his true body.

Xiao Yi attacked his back, the most vulnerable part of the body of the Warrior.

One blow will kill.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, Tai Chi Fan passed through Mr. Yang's back and flew out with blood.

"You are not worthy of letting me use the third move!"

Xiao Yi's voice was cold and arrogant.

His tall and determined figure just stood there, which made everyone present shudder.

A big hole was left in Mr. Yang's heart, and blood was flowing out, looking in disbelief.

He was defeated, and he was extremely miserable.

Xiao Yi didn't know how to do the third move, but he didn't take him seriously at all.

"Yu'er, the Yang family depends on you in the future," Old Master Yang roared loudly when he was dying, his voice trembling.

Then, his body fell down with a bang.

Head of the Yang family, Yang Tian, ​​end! "Boom, rumble!"

While everyone was immersed in shock, the ring suddenly vibrated violently.

“What’s the situation?”
Chapter completed!