"Whew!"

The black light was as fast as lightning, tearing the space apart, and finally landed on the back of Qin Yichen's head.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the huge mountain seemed to tremble violently.

However, at the moment when the black light exploded, some of the eyes that were staring closely at this side suddenly shrank.

The black-robed man's originally hideous complexion also changed suddenly, his eyes staring at the dusty space, and his eyes were filled with a touch of disbelief.

In the middle of the sound, the dust slowly dissipated, and a bottomless pit appeared in everyone's sight.

At a certain moment, the eyes of countless people suddenly turned, and finally landed on the edge of the deep pit, where a slender figure stood tall.

In everyone's expectation, Qin Yichen, who should have died under that black light, didn't know when he dodged that terrible attack.

"How is this possible?!"

"Did that guy use teleportation again?"

Looking at the slightly embarrassed figure, countless people couldn't help but exclaim.

The black-robed man's heart trembled, because he could clearly see that the latter did not use any teleportation methods at all, but used his speed to dodge his fatal blow!

"Impossible, I must have read it wrong, how can a mere saint-level junior have that kind of speed!"

The black-robed man trembled, and looked at the embarrassed guy in front of him in disbelief, at this time, the latter also raised his head slowly, and there seemed to be a flash of red flame in a pair of black eyes.

"It must be me dazzled, little brute, I see how you can escape!"

With a loud shout, the black-robed man's hands danced again and again, and one after another pitch-black beams of light tore through the space, bombarding Qin Yichen from all directions.

"Boom!"

Under the attack of the saint-level high-level powerhouse, the mountain was trembling incessantly, and the entire mountain peak, in the stunned gaze, was razed to the ground.

Under these attacks, some sharp-eyed people seemed to be able to see a crimson light flickering in them.

When the dust cleared, the faces of countless people changed dramatically.

On top of the rubble, a slender figure stood tall, his robe dancing in the breeze, but not a single scar on his body.

It was as if the terrible attack just now had not been able to touch him at all.

"What speed is this? No way, it's not true!"

The black-robed man's complexion changed drastically, and a look of panic appeared in his eyes.

"Your pride is over!"

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Qin Yichen slowly spoke, and the sound of word by word resounded in this world, and in his voice, there was an inexplicable charm, as if the judgment of the gods, which made people unable to question it.

"Huh!"

As soon as the words fell, Qin Yichen's figure suddenly became illusory, his figure stepped out like a wisp of smoke, and as his figure stepped out, there were afterimages behind him.

Seeing this, the black-robed man's face changed, and his figure turned out to be soaring into the sky.

At the same time, his palms were also violently pushed downward, and a powerful True Yuan offensive directly tore through the space and fiercely suppressed the figure below.

"Huh!"

However, what was terrifying was that this terrifying attack, just as it was about to hit that figure, the latter suddenly turned to the side like a ghost, dodged in a strange posture, and then, he shot towards the black-robed man at an unabated speed.

"It's useless, no matter how fast you are, you won't be able to break through my holy might!"

"The gap between us, relying on this speed cannot be bridged!"

The black-robed man screamed, and in the midst of his body, the space writhed, as if forming an invisible barrier space.

A saint-level high-level powerhouse has cultivated his own holy power to an extremely advanced realm.

Although it is said that there is a world of difference from the self-contained realm of the supreme strong, it is far from being comparable to the powerhouses of the primary and intermediate levels of the holy level.

Perhaps, there are saint-level junior powerhouses who can leapfrog and kill saint-level intermediate powerhouses, but in the history of the Ten Thousand Races Continent, there are very few saint-level intermediate powerhouses who can defeat the existence of saint-level high-level beings.

Between the two, it is like a holy level and a supreme level, there is a gap that is difficult to cross!

Although he didn't know why Qin Yichen was able to skyrocket his speed, but, even so, in everyone's opinion, it was impossible for Qin Yichen to defeat the black-robed man, because he couldn't break through the Saint-level high-level powerhouse Saint Authority realm at all!

"Whew!"

A red light flashed like a meteor, and everywhere it passed, the air exploded.

As Qin Yichen's body burst out, above his right hand, the nine-layer demonic power superimposed to the extreme caused the surrounding space to ripple, and a pure storm of power formed around him.

At the same time, the golden holy power is also spread all over, feeling this holy power, countless saint-level powerhouses are eyes narrowed slightly, although Qin Yichen's speed is extremely fast, but, with this kind of holy power, he can't break through the saint-level high-level powerhouse's holy power realm.

"Buzz ......"

And just as everyone was staring intently at the figure that shot up, a sudden change abruptly abruptly abruptly arose in the golden holy might, and a red light flashed out.

It was just two breaths, and the golden Shengwei was actually full of crimson.

The crimson holy power is generally only possessed by the saint-level powerhouses who are the main killers!

However, in this crimson holy might, there is not the slightest murderous and violent atmosphere, on the contrary, there is a kind of heroic righteousness that makes people admire!

Looking at the crimson holy might, countless strong people actually had a fear in their hearts, and that fear seemed to come from the oppression in the bloodline!

"Boom!"

Qin Yichen's figure caught up with the black-robed man like lightning, and with a heavy punch, under the gaze of countless eyes, it slammed firmly on the black-robed man's holy might.

A moving True Yuan storm swept away in the sky at a terrifying speed at this moment.

"Broken!"

In the midst of the storm, a cold cheer also suddenly rang out.

"Bang!"

As soon as the shouts fell, cracks appeared all over the space in front of his fist, and immediately, in countless shocking eyes, the holy power of the saint-level high-level powerhouse that was considered to be invincible was directly blasted by Qin Yichen with an arrogant attitude.

"Poof!"

As Shengwei was broken, the black-robed man's face turned pale in an instant, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the black veil on the black-robed man's face also fell.