Chapter 1217 Want to eat buns?

A sword can fly, this scene is really rare, even Jiang Fengyue has never seen it.

However, the flying speed is not fast enough, it is almost impossible to hit him.

He swayed slightly to avoid the bamboo flute sword. At this time, Yang Yiyi fell from above, and the black bear three pushes were continuously hit.

The floor that had just broken under Jiang Fengyue's feet made a burst of sound, and a clear palm print could be vaguely seen.

The black bear three pushes is a typical internal force external kung fu, with great force and heavy power. Even if Yang Yiyi's total internal force is not high enough, the internal force of the extreme Vajra Kungfu is fierce, and the output is large in an instant.

Normally, if you are hit by one shot, you should be injured on the spot, not to mention dying on the spot, but Jiang Fengyue didn't move at all, as if the palm wind of the black bear three pushes was just a breeze.

And Jiang Fengyue didn't fight back at all, just stood there and let Yang Yiyi hit him.

You know, Yang Yiyi is in the air, there is no foothold to borrow force, looking at the position, she is now a target, Jiang Fengyue didn't move, it was a pure contempt.

As if to say, you can fight as you like.

As soon as Yang Yiyi's feet touched the ground, he immediately used the Tiger-Crane Double Form mixed with the Mantis Fist to fight continuously.

Jiang Fengyue only used one hand, with the other hand behind his back, to lightly block every combo of Yang Yiyi's attack on his neck.

"Yes, there are countless people who conceive boxing techniques based on animal forms, but it is rare to find such exquisite techniques in the world. Did you learn it from the Book of the Sky?"

"Stop talking nonsense, look at your palm!"

Yang Yiyi seamlessly switched to the Autumn Wind Palm, which made Jiang Fengyue frown.

He knew this palm technique, but it was meaningless.

At this time, Jiang Fengyue suddenly turned his body, as if he had eyes on his back, and made way for the bamboo flute sword that came back.

This little trick could not do anything to him.

Of course, Yang Yiyi knew that she was not an opponent. After all, Ning Xian'er and Shen Qingluo were already lying on the ground. She did not lie down purely because Jiang Fengyue was curious about her kung fu.

While the other party was avoiding the bamboo flute sword, Yang Yiyi opened her mouth and bit her back teeth hard, making a clicking sound.

Jiang Fengyue was confused at first, but then his face changed slightly.

The clicking sound continued, and Jiang Fengyue clearly felt that his internal force was actually a little disordered.

"It turned out to be the ghost car sound of Jiufeng, but unfortunately, it has not been practiced to the home."

Then Jiang Fengyue's internal force was swelled, and Yang Yiyi felt like she was hit by a wind wall head-on, and almost bit her tongue.

"If Jiufeng was here ten years ago, I would give it a thin face. Even if Jiufeng descends today, don't think about escaping."

Before Jiang Fengyue finished speaking, he reached out to Yang Yiyi's chest with a palm.

It looked like an old gangster attacking her chest, but in fact Jiang Fengyue knew that the Book of the Sky must be in Yang Yiyi's arms.

But at this time, a blue light suddenly lit up and blocked Jiang Fengyue's palm.

Yang Yiyi took the opportunity to use all her strength and slammed it with a palm.

In terms of internal strength, Yang Yiyi was no match at all. When this scorching sun palm was used, Yang Yiyi herself was bounced back and fell backwards.

When Jiang Fengyue retracted his palm, he looked at it with confusion.

Under the effect of soft piercing skills, Jiang Fengyue felt severe pain in her fingers, but there was no wound on them.

"Little girl, you have a lot of tricks. Let's put it this way, if you join me, I guarantee that you will have endless magical skills to learn."

In Jiang Fengyue's opinion, Yang Yiyi's qualifications were not particularly outstanding. In comparison, Ning Xian'er was rare in the world.

But Yang Yiyi's kung fu was very special, which made Jiang Fengyue love her talent.

And Yang Yiyi's answer was:

"Pah!"

"What a pity, then I will take it myself."

Jiang Fengyue stretched out his hand to hit Yang Yiyi who was lying on the ground. The bamboo flute sword flew again, but Jiang Fengyue didn't even look at it this time. He hit the hilt of the bamboo flute sword casually, causing the latter to fly out and stick into the wall.

At this time, the blue light flashed again, blocking Jiang Fengyue's palm.

Most people would be shocked to see this situation, but Jiang Fengyue knew that it must be the Book of Heaven that was protecting Yang Yiyi.

But it can only protect for a while, not for a lifetime.

Yang Yiyi was about to get up, and Jiang Fengyue's palm blocked by the blue light suddenly burst out with a powerful internal force, and the whirring palm wind pressed Yang Yiyi back to the ground.

At this time, the blue light broke, which was the first time in Yang Yiyi's memory.

Li Chengxi stretched out his hand to help Yang Yiyi, which consumed the true energy value.

This true energy value is linked to Yang Yiyi's internal force and has nothing to do with the faith value.

As long as the true energy value is exhausted, this situation will indeed occur, but it has never happened before that it broke directly after blocking twice.

Jiang Fengyue's strength is really too high.

At this time, Qin Yan, who was around, should have been unconscious after hitting the stone pillar. Wu Shaoyi's sound power had no effect on Jiang Fengyue. Shen Qingluo's palm that just fought back was the last one. Ning Xian'er couldn't move at all.

And Jiang Fengyue was right in front of Yang Yiyi. He could kill Yang Yiyi with just one hand.

At this moment when he was sure of success, Jiang Fengyue suddenly stopped. He maintained the action of leaning over and reaching out, stiff as a statue.

Yang Yiyi didn't know what happened, but she clearly saw that Jiang Fengyue's white hairline was obviously sweating.

At the same time, a familiar voice sounded from behind Jiang Fengyue:

"The old man is very happy. It's fun to bully our Yiyi, right?"

It was Li Chengxi's voice, and this voice did not come from the jade sceptre in Yang Yiyi's arms as usual.

There were soft footsteps and someone came over.

"Looking at how old you are, I don't ask for anything else but to die. This will make things easier for everyone."

As if being electrocuted, Jiang Fengyue turned into a black demonic wind and flew back to the high platform with a whoosh.

Li Chengqi just looked at it and didn't do anything else.

"Brother Li? Is that you?"

Yang Yiyi asked tentatively.

"Who else could it be if it weren't for me?"

Li Chengqi rolled his eyes and expressed his dissatisfaction with this girl's overly reckless behavior.

However, Li Chengqi still doted on Yang Yiyi after all. He raised his other hand to her and shook the plastic bag in his hand:

"Do you want to eat the buns I just bought?"

"..."

Not to mention Yang Yiyi, everyone present who was still awake was Spartan.

Who is this person?

It came out of nowhere!

Yang Yiyi and the others started taking action in the middle of the night. Even now, it's still dark, and it's only morning on Li Chengqi's side.

He looked all the way and hadn't eaten breakfast yet, so he ordered a takeaway.

Just when Jiang Fengyue was talking shamelessly there, the takeaway arrived.

Because he was afraid of suddenly dying while picking up the takeout, Li Chengqi asked the takeaway boy to put the things at the door, and then used his divine power to bring the takeout in from the outside, and then the saint came.

That's why she looks like she is now, carrying a box of steamed buns.