Xu Yi practiced martial arts to the peak of bodybuilding. His skin was as skin as a cow's felt, and his bones were as hard as iron. Ordinary people could not pierce through the sword. However, Zhou Shirong's palm wind penetrated his bones like a steel needle.

He could not imagine whether his body would explode if this punch was put into practice.

Xu Yi dared not take such a terrifying fist wind. His body was like a spiritual snake, and he was just as he penetrated into the horse's belly. The sound of breaking the air came from his ears.

Xu Yi's heart was about to burst out of his mouth. He never thought that human fists could really exert such power. He knew in his heart that Zhou Shirong was definitely not something he could deal with. The previous idea of ​​trying to kill the evil son of the old thief Zhou was too naive.

However, Xu Yi was shocked by Zhou Shirong's magical power, so Zhou Shirong was also shocked by Xu Yi's ability.

With Zhou Shirong's ability, he could see Xu Yi's realm and looked at the entire Lingxiao Pavilion. No one could avoid him with the punch that Zhou had just finished his body training period, but Xu Yi easily avoided him, so how could he be shocked?

Xu Yi was in a state of concern for what Zhou Shirong was thinking. Now it was a critical moment of life and death. His brain was spinning rapidly. His thoughts flashed. He suddenly reached out and pinched the horse's belly. The white horse suffered and dragged him out several feet immediately.

Xu Yi turned over the horse, pulled the reins northward, kicked the horse's belly with his feet. The white horse became more and more rapid, and immediately he opened more than ten feet away from Zhou Shirong, who was covered in a shady and gloomy face.

The mountain wind was flying, the sun was gradually slanting, Xu Yi was whipping his horse and running for life. Although he had no riding skills, he practiced to the peak of bodybuilding, identifying muscles and bones, distinguishing bloodlines, and leveraging power to control power, which was like a natural method.

But I saw him sitting upright on the horse, swaying on the wind, like a lotus floating, and flowing freely.

What is even more rare is that the white horse under the crotch is far better than an ordinary horse. Its four hooves open and every step is twice as far away as an ordinary horse.

Xu Yi was experiencing the pleasure of the horse, and Lin Feng was thriving behind him. When he looked back, his eyes almost jumped out.

But when Zhou Shirong flew into the air, stepped on the top of the giant tree on the roadside, catching stars and moon, shooting towards him, and he was caught up with him after several breaths.

Seeing that there were still several feet away, Zhou Shirong had a little feet and his palms crisscrossed and a spiral energy came out of thin air. Xu Yi felt that a tornado seemed to have sucked him into the sky for a long time.

Xu Yi had never seen such a magical skill, and he was so scared that he was desperate. He kicked the saddle with a strong force, shattered the saddle, and the huge force tilted the white horse's body and almost fell down.

With this huge force, Xu Yi tilted his body and hid in another stomp.

The shocking fist power disappeared immediately, like this white horse like a towering mountain. No matter how fierce a hurricane you are, it will never be able to overcome it.

Xu Yi was still in shock when he hid himself back to the horse's belly, but the ability that Zhou Shirong had just used exceeded his cognition.

As far as he knows, no matter how strong the boxing force is, it must hit the object before it can be powerful. It has never been heard that it can kill people by relying on the fist wind.

Zhou Shirong's attack just now was simply a firing in the air. It was three feet away, and the energy was born from the air. This energy was definitely not the strong wind caused by the high-speed operation of the fist, which was clearly a pure palm force.

The palm power is coming out, and even Xu Yi, who is at the peak of bodybuilding, dare not imagine it.

From this, Xu Yi has completely confirmed that Zhou Shirong’s martial arts realm is not only in the body-building stage, but probably has reached the Qihai Realm - the realm where his dead ghost master Lichen is.

However, when Xu Yi was deeply shocking Zhou Shirong's martial arts cultivation, Zhou Shirong tapped his feet on the ground, immediately caught more than ten feet, jumped easily, and stood on the back of the horse.

The white horse was very powerful, and he was responsible for one person, and did not slow down his speed at all. He was rushing forward, and the hurricane was howling, as fast as thunder. The mountains, trees, and low houses on both sides quickly retreated and became empty.

Zhou Shirong stepped on his horse with his feet, his white clothes were better than snow, his strong wind was flying, and his romantic and elegant look was like an immortal exiled to the mortal from afar.

But who knows that Master Zhou, who is so beautiful that he is anxious and angry at this moment?

"You get off the horse. You have seen my skills, so there is no need to fight unnecessary. No matter what you have done to the Zhou family, you can escape from this master's palm again and again with your mere physical training. I will commit suicide!"

Zhou Shirong's beautiful pair of sword eyebrows were frowned and finally spoke.

Having seen a stinky fart, but never seen a stinky fart to this extent, Xu Yi was furious, but he said warmly, "Young Master is really kind. Look, I killed your uncle, slaughtered your cousin, burned your mansion with thousands of rooms into white land, and took two gold cakes in vain. You only gave me suicide. You are so kind, so kind that you are a slave. I guess your ancestors were from family slaves."

In terms of poisonous tongue, Mr. Zhou is not the opponent of Xu Yi, who has been verbally baptized for forums.

No dirty words were said, but every word was bloody.

Zhou Shirong almost bit him to pieces, "Looking for death!"

After drinking, he lightly tapped his feet, jumped off the horse's back, and slashed Xu Yi under the horse's belly with one palm.

Although Xu Yi was busy fighting between his lips and teeth, his attention was highly concentrated. When the horse's back lightened, the hair on his back exploded instantly, and his body shrank and shrank, and then he hid to the left side of the horse's body. The white horse was extremely tall, and his body was curled up and was covered by the horse's body to reunite.

Zhou Shirong held a thunderbolt on his palm, which made a deep pit explode on the ground, but did not hurt Xu Yi's hair.

"You thief dares! I will capture you and throw you into the cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts, and you will be bitten by Ten Thousand Ghosts, and your soul will be destroyed!"

While speaking, Zhou Shirong's temples thundered, and the sea of ​​anger in his heart was surging, one wave higher than another.

In other words, even if he knew that Xu Yi was the culprit of killing the Zhou family, Zhou Shirong never paid any attention to Xu Yi, and even at the beginning, he was unwilling to say a word to Xu Yi.

It’s just because in Zhou Shirong’s opinion that no matter how vicious Xu Yi is, he is just an ant. If you treat ants, just step on them to death, why bother to say too much?

But he didn't expect that this ant was so cunning. He had noticed his weakness from the beginning and was arrogant until now!

Indeed, Xu Yi noticed Zhou Shirong's weakness from the beginning - this white horse he leaned as a barrier.

At that time, Zhou Shirong punched, and Xu Yi's back became cold. He had to drill into the horse's belly before avoiding it.

But afterwards, Zhou Shirong's punch was settled, and the powerful punch pulled out a sonic boom on the horse's back. Xu Yi knew that if it weren't for this white horse, he would never have ended up well.

The reason is very simple. Zhou Shirong only needs to change his moves in the air and hit the white horse with one punch. The moment he hits the white horse, Xu Yi will definitely be hit.

But Zhou Shirong would rather punch the empty horse than hurt Baima.

At this point, Xu Yi didn't know that this white horse was extremely important to Zhou Shirong.
Chapter completed!