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As those people felt, Mao Yibo's palm was indeed very strong, enough to crush the two masters who had condensed the mid-level peak into pulp, if it was the previous Xiao Yi, or even Xiao Yi who had just broken through to the high level, in the face of this palm, he might have to suffer a little loss.

Mao Yibo's accumulation over the years, once he broke through, that kind of accumulation is also extraordinary, and it is by no means comparable to ordinary high-level masters.

But for the current Xiao Yi, this palm is too weak.

He has entered the high-level for a period of time, and, after entering the high-level, after the improvement of that special cultivation method, as well as the tempering of the method on the treasure scripture, his strength has unconsciously improved a lot, although he is only a small journey away from being promoted to the high-level and middle-level, it can only be regarded as a small journey of the long march, but he is already a master among the masters, even compared to Long Xiaotian and others, he is not afraid of much, and he is by no means comparable to Mao Yibo, a person who has just advanced to the high-level.

Don't say that Mao Yibo only used fifty percent of his strength to support the earth, even if he exerted his strength, in Xiao Yi's eyes, he was pitifully weak.

Mao Yibo couldn't see through his strength, but Xiao Yi had already swept Mao Yibo's strength clearly at a glance at the beginning.

Want to put a high-level score in front of me and play the majesty of a high-level master?

Then let you play a trick!

Xiao Yi's gaze swept over Mao Yibo's palm that had been suppressed, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he, who had not moved, suddenly moved, and raised one palm to meet Mao Yibo's palm.

Do you want to carry it hard?

The mantis arm is a car, not self-sufficient!

Looking at Xiao Yi's movements, a hint of ridicule appeared on everyone's faces.

High-level masters, are you able to carry it?

However, they also know that this is probably the helpless choice of this kid.

The attack of a high-level master, even if he wants to dodge, he can't dodge, and he is in a situation where there is no way to dodge at all, so he has no choice but to carry it so hard.

However, this also does not make any sense.

Soon, he'll be crushed into a meatloaf!

Although they didn't have a head-on confrontation, they were beside them, and they could also feel the power pressed by Mao Yibo's palm.

Is this a desperate blow?

Courage is commendable, but unfortunately, in the face of absolute strength, it is completely meaningless.

The corners of Mao Yibo's mouth also floated a sneer, and his palm pressed down even faster.

"Pound!"

The palms of the two hands collided firmly.

At the moment when the two palms collided, everyone next to them only heard a dull blasting sound, and they only felt that the air seemed to explode suddenly, and a strong wave of qi suddenly swept over, and everyone involuntarily closed their eyes, and their bodies subconsciously retreated to the rear continuously, and at the same time frantically transported the true qi in their bodies to confront this strong qi wave

The rest of them on the field, those who are still awake, and the weakest ones are already masters in the condensation period, and their reactions are not unpleasant, almost in an instant, they have already reacted, but they are still a little late.

Some of the weaker people were directly swept out by the strong wave of qi and fell to the ground fiercely.

And even the stronger ones, such as the three musketeers of the Jin family and others, were also quite uncomfortable, feeling the qi and blood in their bodies churning and rolling for a while, and their internal organs seemed to be shaking.

Even Liang Yuehua's strong strength was also shocked to take two steps back before he stabilized.

Zhang Yuhan's Land Rover, which was relatively close, was also shocked by the strong air wave and moved directly forward two or three meters, shaking Zhang Yuhan, who was already pale in the car, even more pale.

Is this the attack power of a high-level master?

It's horrible!

After a while, when the terrifying aura finally calmed down, those who had escaped the catastrophe and were still awake slowly raised their heads with palpitations.

They all secretly swore in their hearts that they would never provoke high-level masters before they became high-level masters in this life.

This kind of attack power is too terrifying, and it is not something they can resist at all! In the face of high-level masters, not only are they like ants, they are not even as good as ants!

By the way, that kid surnamed Xiao is going to die this time.

With such a terrifying attack power, I'm afraid that I won't even be able to find the corpse!

After a while, they gradually calmed down the panic in their hearts, remembered the protagonist of this incident, and looked in the direction where Xiao Yi was standing before with a hint of schadenfreude and pity.

The moment they raised their heads, they were mentally prepared for what kind of bloody scene they were about to usher in, pieces of flesh and blood flying everywhere? The whole person was crushed into a ball of meatloaf? Or is it some other unimaginably bloody scene?

However, when their eyes fell on the direction in their memories and saw the scene in front of them clearly, their expressions suddenly froze, and their bodies all stiffened there, and each of them seemed to have been struck by lightning suddenly.

In their sight, a thin figure was standing there straight, like a straight ancient pine!

No!

That's impossible!

I must have read it wrong!

It must be a hallucination!

Liang Yuehua blinked her eyes vigorously.

At this moment, he completely forgot that he was a master who was close to the peak of the middle level of condensation, and completely forgot that he was the head of the Liang family, and he needed to maintain his image.

The scene in front of him was far beyond the boundaries he could accept, and it would completely break his inner defense.

He's completely lost his mind.

The others were all blinking vigorously, and even wiping their eyes directly with their own hands.

The picture in front of them is also completely beyond the scope of what they can bear.

How could that kid still be standing?

How could he have accepted such a strong and terrifying blow from Mao Lao just now!

This is absolutely impossible to save zài!

This is even more impossible than the existence of aliens!

Each of them was praying that when they opened their eyes again, the picture they saw would be completely different and would change back to what they had imagined.

However, unfortunately, the reality is sometimes really cruel.

When they opened their eyes again, all the qiē, there was no change, oh no, it was indeed a little different, they saw it more clearly, more realistically, this time, they even saw the expression on the face of the kid named Xiao Yi, who was standing there with a sneering smile on his face.

He's really not dead!

He really withstood the blow from Mao Lao just now!

But how is this possible?

That was a blow from a high-level master, even if it was Liang Yuehua, the head of the family, it was impossible to bear the blow, how could he bear it!

Everyone, all of them showed a look of disbelief, and everyone's hearts fell into a state of madness.

They even completely forgot about Mao Yibo, the attacker, and completely ignored why Xiao Yi was the only one in their sight, and there was no Mao Yibo, the attacker, and where did Mao Yibo, the attacker, go.

This reality is so cruel that they can't accept Cheng Dù at all.

"Now, it's your turn."

It wasn't until Xiao Yi with a hint of ridicule sounded in their ears that they suddenly came back to their senses, and then suddenly remembered that Mao Yibo was the attacker.

It's your turn?

What does that mean?

What about Mao Yibo and Mao Lao?

Where is he?

Keep cleaning up this kid!

This kid just blocked a blow, and Mao Lao can continue to clean him up!

Liang Yuehua and the others came back to their senses one by one from the stormy mood in their hearts, and their eyes began to search for Mao Yibo's figure.

However, when their eyes finally found Mao Yibo, their faces changed again, and they became instantly pale, and their bodies began to tremble.

In their minds, Mao Yibo, a high-level master who was like a god, was lying on the ground ten meters away from Xiao Yi, with a mouthful of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

On his body, there was no longer any kind of majesty of the previous high-level masters, and his face was pale and sallow, like an old man who was dying and dying.

His eyes, wide and round, were full of horror and incredulity, as if he had seen something incredible, and had been greatly frightened.

This...... This is...... What's going on?

Mao is a wave of old hair, how could he fall to the ground and become like this?

For a while, they hadn't connected Mao Yibo's fall with Xiao Yi, because they had no way to imagine and accept that Xiao Yi might defeat Mao Yibo.

It's absolutely impossible to give birth.

How can a hairy boy defeat a high-level master?

"Boy, what's wrong with Old Mao!"

Liang Yuehua suddenly came back to her senses, her eyes widened, like a wounded beast, and her eyes looked at Xiao Yi with red eyes.

He and Mao Yibo have been together for decades, the relationship between the two is very special, they are like brothers, friends, and like father and son, master and apprentice, not relatives, more than relatives, since he was a child, Mao Yibo has guided his cultivation, and has been taking care of him in life, that feeling, by no means ordinary people can imagine.

If Liang Yuehua finds the most trusted person in this world, that person is by no means anyone in the Liang family, but Mao Yibo.

But now, he actually saw Mao Yibo like this, how could he accept it? How can you not feel bad? (To be continued.) )