Chapter 47 Injury

"Looking for a dead end!"

Seeing Ye Xiaoyu rushing at him, the sixth prince sneered and waved his palm. Three pure white palm prints with hot heat came out and patted at Ye Xiaoyu in a zigzag shape, faintly locking all the key points around Ye Xiaoyu.

Facing three powerful pure white palm prints, Ye Xiaoyu did not retreat and moved forward. At the moment, his body bent into an exaggerated arc, dodged the three character-shaped palm prints, and then punched Shang Yao.

Seeing that Ye Xiaoyu dodged his attack, Shang Yao was not surprised. Jiuyang's supreme palm met Ye Xiaoyu's iron fist like a meteor.

"Bum!"

With a loud noise, the fists and palms intersect. This time, Shang Yao felt an unparalleled force coming from Ye Xiaoyu's iron fist. His protective Jiuyang Supreme Gong was instantly scattered under this huge fist. A heart-lunging feeling came from the palm of his hand, and his metacarpal was faintly cracked by Ye Xiaoyu's punch.

Ye Xiaoyu was also uncomfortable. The strong and domineering strength of Jiuyang's supreme skill was introduced into his body from his fist. The hot true qi almost dried his meridians, and the blood burned. The fish dragon power in his body couldn't help but rushed up from the Dantian field and swallowed up all the pure yang true qi that invaded the body.

Ye Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the fish and dragon nine-change method can restrain the pure yang qi that invades the body. Otherwise, he has no chance of winning this battle. Just the pure yang qi that invades the body can make him completely lose his combat effectiveness. However, with the fish and dragon power to offset the pure yang qi, he is not so passive in this battle. The power of a war.

With the help of the addition of the fish and dragon nine-changing skills, Ye Xiaoyu unfolded the boxing of Hercules boxing and firmly entangled the sixth prince Shang Yao. The fist was as dense as raindrops and as heavy as a meteor. One punch after another, instantly wrapped the sixth prince in countless fists.

The mysteriousness of the sixth prince's Jiuyang supreme palm is needless. The palm is unfolded, and each palm is full of hot and destructive pure Yang Zhenqi. Every contact will invade Ye Xiaoyu's meridians through the contact of this destructive and powerful pure Yang Zhenqi through the palm fist, but what puzzles the sixth princes are hundreds of palms. Come on, Ye Xiaoyu seemed to be not affected by his pure yang Zhenqi. The Vietnam War became more and more fierce. Moreover, with the continuation of the battle, Ye Xiaoyu's boxing power became stronger and stronger. Every time the terrible power from Ye Xiaoyu's iron fist made his palms seemed to be beaten by an iron hammer. His palms and fingers were painful and broken, and his arms were shaken. Trembling repeatedly.

What makes the sixth prince more depressed is that his Jiuyang supreme palm is not physical cultivation, but qi cultivation. After a palm is patted, there is a process of gathering gas in the air. Only through the process of gathering gas, can Jiuyang supreme palm exert its strong and horizontal power. Now, he and Ye Xiaoyu are fighting close to Jiuyang supreme palm. As soon as the palm print broke away from the palm of his hand, before he finished the process of gathering gas, he was smashed by Ye Xiaoyu's iron fist. He could not exert 50% of his power, which made him more and more aggrieved.

It's not that he doesn't want to open the distance in order to exert the power of Jiuyang's supreme palm. However, Ye Xiaoyu didn't give him this opportunity at all. He used several body methods, but he couldn't get rid of Ye Xiaoyu at all. Ye Xiaoyu was like a piece of cowhide candy, entangled him.

"Bum-bang!"

After all, the sixth prince Shang Yao suffered losses in the close battle, and no matter how exquisite his Jiuyang supreme palm is, until now, there is no secret about the decomposition of this set of palms under the decomposition of Ye Xiaoyu's mind. Finally, he was caught by Ye Xiaoyu and punched the heavy palm shadow of the sixth prince Shang Yao one after another, and hit him hard. The chest and ribs made the attack of the sixth prince more and more weak and scattered.

The cultivation of the sixth prince's first realm is that he is mainly refining qi, and his physical strength is far from strong. At most, it is comparable to the ice crystal bear after the rage that day. Such physical strength is already quite strong in qi cultivation, but in front of Ye Xiaoyu's strange power, it is unbearable. Ye After Xiaoyu used his mind to pierce the mystery of the sixth prince Jiuyang supreme palm, the power of Hercules's fist was finally exerted. Several punches broke the sixth prince's Jiuyang supreme palm and bombarded him. If he hadn't worn a five-grade body armor, these punches would have been enough to seriously injure the sixth prince.

"Ah!"

The sixth prince had never been insulted like this. He couldn't help shouting, and a bright, dazzling and extremely hot light bloomed between his palms. Everyone around him suddenly felt a pain in his eyes and couldn't help closing his eyes. He only heard several bangs coming from his ears. When he opened his eyes again, he found that the sixth prince and Ye Xiaoyu has been separated. There is a scorched black palm print on Ye Xiaoyu's chest, and there is a huge fist print in the heart of the sixth prince. The clothes outside have long been broken, revealing the five-grade body armor worn close to the body. There are also cracks on it, and the two are quietly opposed to each other like this.

"Fish, how are you? It doesn't matter, right?"

How could everything that happened outside be hidden from Yurou, but she didn't stop her. She wanted to see what her son could do before she came out of the room at this time.

The sixth prince saw a beautiful figure coming out of the room and came to Ye Xiaoyu. However, he had not carefully seen the beautiful figure's face. A great pain came from his heart. He fell down and fainted. While the sixth prince fainted, Ye Xiaoyu also fell into Ye Yurou's arms.

A group of people who followed the sixth prince saw that the sixth prince fainted and helped the sixth prince up one by one. Ye Guanghao pointed to Ye Xiaoyu who fainted and said, "Ye Xiaoyu, you dare to hurt the sixth prince. You have something wrong. If you have a big deal, no one can save you."

"Noise!"

Ye Yurou, who was lowering her head to check Ye Xiaoyu's injury, suddenly stared at Ye Guanghao.

Ye Guanghao suddenly felt an unparalleled murderous atmosphere hitting him. The chill hit him, like falling into an ice cellar, and he could no longer open his mouth. However, this feeling was fleeting, which made him think that the feeling just now was like an illusion.

"It's still important for the sixth prince."

Under Ye Guanghao's suspicion, he did not dare to threaten or stay here. He asked people to lift the sixth prince and rush to his mansion. If the sixth prince was slightly injured, it would be fine. If he was seriously injured, the whole Ye family would be unlucky.

"Less pigs, the six kings are swollen..."

Ye Shun followed Ye Guanghao and asked, but his mouth was almost broken by Ye Xiaoyu, and his pronunciation was blurred.

"Ye Shun, I'm afraid it's not your turn to pay attention. Get out of here and stay cool."

For Ye Shun, Ye Guanghao has no good impression now. If it hadn't been for Ye Shun, how could such a thing happen today? He still doesn't know how to talk to his father.

Ye Xiaoyu was carried back to the room by Ye Yurou. She had checked Ye Xiaoyu's injury and felt that it was not serious. The scorched black palm print on her chest looked scary, but in fact it was just some skin trauma. There was a surging vitality surging in her son's body. Now the dizziness is just caused by shock. It will wake up in a moment. As for the surging vitality in her son's body, Ye Yurou is directly attributed to the urn Gu Ben Peiyuan liquid. The effect of the earth's spiritual milk is not as simple as washing tendons and cutting marrow and rebirth.

"Mother, why are you here?"

Ye Xiaoyu opened his eyes and saw his mother at first sight.

"You fought with the sixth prince, and both of them fainted. If I don't save you, who will save you back?" The night rain smiled softly.

"That sixth prince also fainted. I remember he fainted before me." Ye Xiaoyu laughed.

"Yes, it's enough to be proud that you can force the sixth prince Shang Yao to this point. I can feel the strength of the sixth prince. However, you have to be careful. This man is narrow-minded and arrogant, and he will never give up. Do you want to help you solve this problem for your mother?" Ye Yu said with a smile.

"Mother, no, this sixth prince is the enemy of the child, so let the child solve it himself and dare to hit his mother's mind. This sixth prince is dead." There was a tight light in Ye Xiaoyu's eyes.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you." Ye Yurou nodded. For her son's enemies, she will take action unless it is the kind of existence that her son can never compete with. As for Shang Yao, it seems that she can't threaten her son's safety now. It can be a grindstone on her son's way forward.

"Well, I will definitely surpass this sixth prince in the future." Ye Xiaoyu's heart surged with strong confidence. The sixth prince Shang Yao was indeed strong. It was the greatest result he could achieve in this battle. Of course, if he used the dark emperor's blood skills and his own mental power, it was not impossible to kill the sixth prince. However, in that case, all his cards would be violent. Lu, it's very unfavorable to him. It's not what he wants to see. The sixth prince has been listed as a must-kill target by him. It's just the difference between early or late death.