Seeing this palm, the monk's face was solemn, and he was very surprised in his heart, the power of this palm far exceeded his expectations.

Seeing that he couldn't hide anymore, this person let out a low roar, opened his mouth, and a golden light erupted, and the heptogen gold qi exploded, cutting the mountain full of rubble one after another.

Ye Feng was a little surprised, this person's combat power was far stronger than that of a monk of the same level, even if it was a late stage cultivator of the Nine Refining Yuan Infant Stage, if he ran into him, he would probably suffer a big loss if he was unprepared. However, this person's performance has only reached the level of surprise that Ye Feng is a little surprised, and it is far from being able to make him take it seriously.

At this time, the monk was already going all out, and there was a golden light shooting out of his mouth and nose, and a golden steel shovel flew out from his heavenly spirit cover, suspended three inches above his head, and the golden light suddenly soared more than ten meters high, and the golden qi became more violent in an instant, almost to the point of terror.

Nearby, everyone was shocked.

People saw that with the outbreak of Gengjin Qi, the mountain began to become shorter, and layer after layer of stone powder floated up, flying everywhere with the strong wind, turning into dust. After just a few breaths, the mountain is already three feet lower!

"That golden steel shovel, what kind of spiritual treasure, how can there be such a terrifying Gengjin qi?"

"The mountains are getting shorter, if it were us instead, how would we resist it? I'm afraid that it will be cut into pieces by Gengjin gas in the first place!"

Everyone whispered, no one could keep their expressions unchanged, and they were all a little jealous.

People realized that this monk's combat strength was far superior to theirs, and that his strength was simply excessive. If they rashly confront them, just one piece of Gengjin Qi would be enough to make them tired and have the possibility of falling.

For a while, there was joy on the face of the same force as the monk, and he felt that with such a powerful fellow disciple, this trip to Hualing Mountain would definitely be full of joy.

On the other hand, the monks of the other forces all had solemn faces and looked jealous. Some of the monks had a murderous intent on their faces. If such a powerful cultivator is not eliminated here, when it comes to competing for the cultivation on Hualing Mountain, it will definitely be a big obstacle for them!

Of course, having said that, no one will make a move at this moment, such a powerful Gengjin Qi, who is not afraid? How can he pick such a time to make a move! The biggest possibility is that after this person and Ye Feng have lost and lost the victory, they will secretly carry out a sneak attack, and kill with one blow!

Seeing this golden steel shovel, Ye Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly raised a hand and pressed it down sharply.

Suddenly, the huge pale blue palm changed to a press, like a small mountain, and pressed towards the monk, as if trying to suppress it!

"The white-clothed sword demon is so confident, in the face of such a powerful Gengjin Qi, he even thinks about how to humiliate the other party!" someone said softly, revealing an indescribable complication to Ye Feng's behavior.

"The opponent's combat power is indeed strong, there should be few people in this realm who can be defeated, the white-clothed sword demon is so big, I'm afraid I will suffer a small loss. Someone else spoke, as if they wanted Yefeng to suffer.

More people didn't speak, watching coldly, with a strange light in their eyes, not knowing what they were thinking.

"Senior Brother Wang Ling of my sect was born with a golden spiritual root, and his combat power is far beyond that of ordinary monks of the same realm. Not to mention the steel shovel given by the immortal in the fairy realm. When Senior Brother Wang's cultivation goes further, when the time comes, the world is so big, how many people can resist it! His white-clothed sword demon has a scattered cultivation, even if he has a few reputations, how can he compare with Senior Brother Wang Ling. The disciples of the Qi Spirit Sect stood on other hills, looked at the battlefield, and said proudly, and the origin of the steel shovel was revealed in his words.

Rumble!

While everyone was talking, the pale blue palm had already collided with the heptogen gold qi that erupted from the steel shovel, and it erupted into fierce fluctuations.

Suddenly, everyone stopped talking, and all focused their attention.

I saw that the pale blue palm was pressed on the Gengjin Qi, like a vast mountain, and it was so overwhelming that the Gengjin Qi was defeated and retreated, and it was completely impossible to compete with it!

The fierce and terrifying Gengjin Qi, under the pale blue palm, is like a weak woman, a scene that can be kneaded!

The monk's eyes were straight, and he was stunned, and the invincible Gengjin Qi that he wanted to be so suppressed by the other party was like this? This was simply a terrifying thing that he would never have dreamed of before! The palm of his hand was pressed, and even his invincible Gengjin Qi hit him together, directly causing him to pop, spurt out a large mouthful of blood, and fell down the mountain!

"How is this possible! How could this happen!"

Nearby, a group of people were stunned and unconsciously opened their mouths, so frightened that they "lost their faces"!

Especially those Qi Spirit Sect disciples, they could no longer maintain their initial composure and arrogance, their expressions were no longer there, and their faces became a little pale.

No matter how stunned these people were, Ye Feng stepped onto the top of the mountain, looked coldly at the monk who had fallen on the mountain, snorted coldly, raised one hand, and was about to shoot it again.

As he moved, a huge pale blue palm reappeared from the air, ready to be photographed.

At this time, the monk still fell to the ground in a big shape, and had not yet recovered from the damage caused by the palm just now, if it was slapped by this blow, the monk would definitely fall on the spot, there was no second possibility.

Seeing that their fellow disciples were in danger of falling, those Qi Spirit Sect monks stood up one after another, their eyes flashing with coldness, and the killing intent skyrocketed, as long as Ye Feng's palm fell, they would attack it in groups, and attack Ye Feng together.

The palm of his hand stopped in mid-air, Ye Feng glanced around, and a gloomy voice came from under the hood: "I, don't accept the threat!"

With that, Ye Feng slapped his palm down and directly killed the Qi Spirit Sect cultivator.

Blood flowed from the area where the monk was, and when the smoke cleared, there was only a puddle of flesh left in its place, and it was impossible to see what the monk had been!

With the death of this monk, the golden steel shovel that had appeared at his Heavenly Spirit Cover suddenly rushed out, and in just one moment, it burst the pale blue palm, turned into a streamer, and quickly flew towards the depths of Hualing Mountain. In just an instant, this steel shovel had already flown away, and even if Ye Feng wanted to chase it again, it was already too late to catch up.

Looking at the steel wedge in the distance, Ye Feng didn't care, and turned his head to look at the Qi Spirit Sect disciples who showed murderous intent. Even through the cloak and hood, those people could clearly feel the murderous aura emanating from Yefeng's body.

"I don't like it, people are killing me. Ye Feng said, took a step forward, patted the mustard seed bag, took out the Blue Dragon Flag, and held it in his left hand.

With a wave of the blue dragon flag, a cloud of green mist dispersed, surrounding this place. Then, Night Blade took another step forward, and it looked like he was about to make a move.