"Broken!"

That kind of violent ripple storm obscured countless sights, and while the many disciples in the Taihao Holy Land were still in shock, a faint voice suddenly came out from the sky.

"Phew!"

As the voice fell, a crisp voice suddenly sounded above the sky, and on the dazzling fist print, there was a crack, and finally, in the stunned gaze, it exploded with a bang, turning into a furious true element.

In the midst of the violent True Yuan Storm, a slender figure walked out leisurely, and that person was Qin Yichen!

Looking at the unscathed young man, Wan Yang's pupils also shrank slightly, although he didn't use all his strength for the punch just now, but the latter was able to destroy his attack so easily, it was really a bit beyond his expectations.

"The Son of the First Holy Land is nothing more than that. ”

Qin Yichen looked at Wan Yang with a gloomy face indifferently, and a sneer also sounded quietly.

"I'm underestimating you. ”

Wan Yang snorted coldly, he knew that on top of his tongue kung fu, he had no advantage at all, and immediately, he didn't mean to talk nonsense at all, and with the palm of his hand, a golden spear appeared in his hand.

The spear was golden, as if it was made of gold, giving people a sense of indestructibility, and on the tip of the spear, there was a little bright light, which looked extremely weird.

"That's the Golden Yang Divine Spear?!"

Looking at the spear, Mu Yanfeng shouted silently.

Anyone who has heard of Wanyang's fame will naturally be familiar with his famous weapon.

When Wanyang was still at the imperial level, he held the Jinyang Divine Spear in his hand and killed the honorable-level powerhouses by leapfrogging, which also set off a lot of movement in the Holy Land region!

With the Jinyang Divine Spear in hand, the momentum of refuting Wanyang has also become more and more powerful, and with the shock of the gun, there is suddenly a sharp sound of breaking the wind resounding in the sky, and the golden light ripples, as if it is going to tear the sky apart.

"Huh!"

The figure of Wan Yang swept out violently, turning into a remnant of the Dao, and the Golden Yang Divine Spear even brought up the shadow of the spear in the sky, shrouded in Qin Yichen, and a killing aura swept away.

Looking at the shadow of the spears in the sky, Yu Qianqiu's face was slightly condensed, such a fierce attack, even he didn't dare to say that he could defend without leaking.

"The marksmanship is good, but it's still a little slower. ”

However, what was surprising was that in the shroud of the shadow of the gun, Qin Yichen did not have any panic on his face, his figure was like a ghost, and he was able to dodge freely in the shadow of the gun.

"The spear splits the sky!"

Seeing this scene, Wan Yang's face also condensed slightly, and with a loud shout, he saw that the shadow of the gun in the sky suddenly disappeared, and a golden light that was about a hundred feet laughing suddenly burst out from the tip of the gun, roaring towards Qin Yichen like lightning.

Under the shadow of this gun, the sky was filled with a kind of murderous aura that made people's hearts tremble.

In the face of this shot, Qin Yichen's eyes also narrowed slightly, and immediately, he stepped under his feet, and in the stunned gaze, he bombarded the shadow of the gun with a punch.

Under his punch, the air was squeezed into cannonballs, and it was the first to hit the shadow of the gun.

As the space trembled, the air in the sky burst open directly, and in the end, the astonishing shadow of the spear shook with Qin Yichen's fist.

"Boom!"

When the two collided, a dull sound suddenly resounded, and the terrifying True Yuan Impact swept away in all directions like waves.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on the most violent impact, where a slender figure stood straight.

And the spear that could poke a hole in the sky was actually resisted by it with an iron fist.

Under the impact of the gun, his figure slowly retreated in mid-air, and with each step back, the air made a sound as if it had been trampled on.

"How is this possible?!"

Seeing that his blow was actually resisted by the latter, there was also a look of surprise in Wan Yang's eyes.

At this time, Qin Yichen's eyes flashed with a fierce color, in his body, the speed of blood rushing suddenly accelerated, and in the next moment, the soles of his feet stomped violently in the air, and the air under his feet directly burst open.

"Break it for me!"

On Qin Yichen's arm, green tendons were swirling, and with a loud shout, a terrifying force suddenly spread out from his arm.

"Buzz ......"

The golden spear, at this time, also cracked, and these cracks opened like a spider web, and finally, with a crisp sound, the hundred-zhang golden spear directly exploded, turned into a golden point of light in the sky, and slowly fell.

"This guy, what a monster. ”

Mu Yanfeng smiled bitterly, in just two years, he actually found that the latter had reached a level that he had to look up to.

"No wonder he said that the essence and blood of the Jiuli clan guy were useless to him, this guy's body was already so strong. ”

Yu Qianqiu also sighed with emotion in his heart, and blasted Wanyang's attack with one punch, such a violent gesture was really shocking.

"Shhh...... Is this our Qin Shengzi?"

"Oh my God, his terrifying strength is at least the pinnacle of the honorable level, right?!"

"How is this possible, I saw with my own eyes, when he left, he was only at the level of the Emperor Realm!"

"At the beginning, Senior Brother Qin was able to kill a supreme-level powerhouse when he was in the Imperial Realm, and now, he is able to compete with demons like Di Wanyang!"

Looking at a figure in the golden light in the sky, after a short silence, there was also an exclamation like thunder in the Taihao Holy Land, and there was a lot more fiery color in the eyes of awe.

"I have to say, you do have the capital for me to face up!"

Looking at the slender figure opposite, Ju Wanyang finally felt that it was impossible to humiliate this guy casually, and his face slowly became solemn.

"Buzz ......"

As his voice fell, the golden light in the sky suddenly vibrated violently, but it was only a few breaths, and the sky above the Taihao Holy Land was filled with golden light.

"What a terrible saint!"

Seeing those golden rays, the face of the hall master of Beihao Hall froze, although he had also broken through to the holy level, but compared to the Holy Might, it was undoubtedly much inferior to that of Wan Yang.

Looking at the holy power above the sky, even with the isolation of that transparent light mask, the countless disciples of the Taihao Holy Land also felt the incomparable strength in it, and their faces were covered with a thick look of horror.