The five grandmaster-level figures did not move, and as soon as they made a move, they were fierce and killing.

"Up."

With Chu Yi snorting softly, with him as the center, a large area of white snow surged up in the surrounding area, and the spiral dance protected him in the center like a tornado.

At the same time, the entire snow column became faster and faster, bursting out with a violent suction, sucking up all the surrounding snowflakes, forming a giant tornado in an instant.

"It's not good, get back!"

Zao Wou-Ki exclaimed, and at the same time his body retreated, his palms raised and ready to attack.

"Fuck it, damn bad luck!"

Wen Pohai withdrew his fist and protected it in front of him.

"Open it for me!"

Chu Yi stomped his foot violently, and the round snowball buzzed, bursting into countless fragments, shooting in all directions like a cannonball.

Bang bang!

Snowballs as dense as a storm were no less than howitzers at this time, pouring down.

Wang Qiankun's muscles swelled all over his body, his hands were crossed to protect his chest, his feet fell to the ground, and the whole person was as motionless as a mountain, resisting with copper tendons and iron bones.

Yu Hengdao is worthy of being a master of knife art, his body is like electricity, a red bronze ancient knife is impenetrable to the wind, and thousands of knife lights are smart and elegant, and he protects himself in the center.

“Oh，shit！”

Hawke casually threw away the handkerchief, raised his hands, and instantly rose in front of him.

Knock knock knock!

Fist-sized snowballs bombarded like Katyusha rockets, and the fragile ice wall could not withstand it and shattered abruptly.

“Fuck！”

Hawke scolded, tiptoe back, and in an instant three more ice curtains rose in front of him.

Among all of them, he was the weakest in cultivation and relatively light on the enemy, so Chu Yi's blow caused him a lot of trouble, and he fell into a passive situation for a while.

"Good time!"

Wen Pohai shouted, his body twisted, and the whole person turned into a spinning top, and blasted out all the flying snowballs when he turned quickly.

"The surname is Chu, is that what you can do?!"

Wen Pohai laughed.

At this moment, a bland hand stretched out out of nowhere and silently imprinted on his chest.

"How's this hand?"

Chu Yi smiled indifferently, suddenly exerted his strength, and the true yuan of his whole body was inspired, pouring out from his palm, like a surging river rushing and domineering.

A palm without any moves made Wen Pohai's face change wildly.

"Vajra Cover Body Atmospheric Gong!"

The original bronze muscles were glowing with a layer of metallic luster, which was passed on from the Shaolin Temple's body protection skills, and it was hard to connect Chu Yi's palm.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Wen Pohai was slapped and vomited blood, and the other four were stunned.

A thought popped up in my mind at the same time:

Why is he so strong?

You must know that Wen Pohai is a rare body refiner, his muscles are comparable to copper walls, and after being blessed by the vajra body, he can face the impact of a speeding truck, this level of defense ability can't stop Chu Yi's fluttering palm, which is simply appalling.

Again.

Chu Yi backhanded an air knife, and the ice curtain wall turned into pieces in an instant.

"Damn! How can he move so fast! ”

Hawke's Double-Palm Push:

"The white dragon is out of his sleeves."

The flat ground thundered, the sonorous dragon groaned, and two white snow waves rushed forward.

Click!

Click!

It swept again, rolled up thousands of piles of snow, and turned into a white snow light knife that cut through one ice wall after another.

Chu Yi chuckled, struck with both fists, and swept with thunder in the big open and closing, shattering the ice curtain wall in the blink of an eye.

"How long can your mental strength last?"

Psychic power requires powerful spiritual power as an energy source, but no matter how huge it is, there will be an end to it.

Hawke tiptoed a little and stepped back, trying to stay away from Chu Yi's attack range.

But Chu Yi also saw this, and used the vacuum period of Hawke's sensing water system spiritual power to chase after him.

His speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the Adept.

"Die."

Chu Yi smiled indifferently, and was just about to point out-

"Cloak!"

With a loud shout, Yu Hengdao held the knife with both hands and fell from the sky. He stabbed with all his might, and even the air whined.

In the face of such a strong knife, Chu Yi couldn't suddenly realize it, he immediately withdrew his hand, and cut horizontally at the knife with his backpalm, the red bronze ancient knife shook violently, and the majestic force came, and the horizontal knife could barely hold it, and the whole arm was numb.

At the same time—

"Ice is really angry!"

Hawke shouted, his right hand reached out, and countless ice and snow attacked from all directions, overwhelming, one by one, one scene after another, under the full urging of Hawke, the sky and the sun swept in, engulfing Chu Yi in an instant.

"Whew, it worked."

Hawke got his hands on it, breathed a sigh of relief, and landed on the ground.

The danger just now really drove him to a desperate situation.

"It's a tough opponent, but so what, no one has ever been able to escape from my icy true qi, I really want to see your expression now."

Yu Hengdao frowned, stared intently, and suddenly shouted:

"Hawke, get out of the way!"

"What?!"

Click, click, click, bang!

Chu Yi suddenly exerted force, and the majestic power like a mountain erupted, shattering the ice, and at the same time, he twisted his body and slashed out with a hand knife.

"How is that possible?!"

Hawke was still immersed in shock, and Chu Yi's pure white qi had swept over.

"Hawke, be careful!"

Wang Qiankun exclaimed.

Click!

There was a crisp sound, and in the blood mist in the sky, the Strange Hawk was cut off by the waist.

Although the Adeptus is strong in combat, the physical body is weak, and it is far from the strong defensive ability of the Warrior.

"Go."

With a flick of his fingers, a flame fell on the corpse across ten feet, instantly igniting a golden flame.

"Brute, I'm fighting with you!"

Wang Qiankun was not injured yet, and at this time, Wan Jun rushed forward with killing intent.

But he was meticulous, and he just bombarded Chu Yi with his fists in the air, and never fought in person.

Facing the fist that pierced through the air, Chu Yi didn't even look at it, and slowly came with his hands behind his back.

"Heh, isn't it that the master of the ability still dares to do something with me, and really thinks that I am a good bully."

As soon as they fought, he could clearly feel that Hawk the Strange was the weakest, and he hadn't really become a master of the ability. Because the time for the master of the ability to induce spiritual power is very short, that is, a moment of work, and Hawke was overstretched in the face of Chu Yi's sword qi just now, and his strength is obviously not at home.

"The killing is too heavy, you can't be left in the world, take my palm."

Zao Wou-ki's internal strength had reached the pinnacle of perfection, and he slapped a palm in the air, instantly turning into a handprint the size of a zhang and coming across the void.

"Such a strong strength, such a pure internal force, rare in the world."

Chu Yi folded his hands above his head as he spoke, stepped on Tiangang, and suddenly slashed out.

An invisible sword aura came out of nowhere, splitting the giant handprint in two. At the same time, Zao Wou-Ki turned into a bolt of lightning, and his fists and feet attacked in an instant.

The two fought faster and faster, and the entire snow field was full of energy, and soon a vortex with a diameter of more than one foot was formed.

A giant vortex wrapped the two of them in all directions, and everywhere they went, thunderous waves were like rainbows, wringing large snowflakes to pieces.

Bang!

Boom!

With two muffled sounds, the white and gray robes parted in an instant.

"How's it going?"

Wen Pohai couldn't help but ask.

After a brief confrontation just now, Chu Yi ate a palm from Zao Wou-Ki, and Zao Wou-Ki received a punch from him.

"Help!"

With a loud shout, Wang Qiankun and Wen Pohai knew the result, their faces sank, and they flew forward.

Sure enough, a fist mark appeared on Zao Wou-ki's chest, and there were cracks extending outward around him, and everyone realized that Chu Yi's blow just now almost shattered Zao Wouji's heart.

At this time, although Chu Yi's face was expressionless, he was actually uncomfortable, and Zhao Wouji's pure yang palm print directly hit his chest, shaking him so much that he almost vomited blood.

"In terms of palm power alone, he is above me, but unfortunately the true yuan is not condensed enough."

Chu Yi sighed, and the red bronze ancient knife on the opposite side had been slashed out in the air.

More than ten zhang away, the crimson sword qi of the Xuan Heng Knife did not have a trace of decline. Looking at the entire Huaxia martial arts, there are no more than five people who can do it.

Even if the rest of the people can also release their true qi and face the enemy in the air, but across the distance of more than ten zhang, the breath is already like the end of a strong crossbow, and it cannot constitute a threat.

"It is worthy of being a character who enters the Xuan Realm with sword techniques, and this alone makes you worthy of this shot."

As the saying goes, the layman looks at the liveliness, and the insiders look at the doorway. Chu Yi could see at a glance that this was something that only the sword qi could do with its almost substance.

At this time, even Chu Yi didn't dare to hold it up, and stepped forward on tiptoe, and his body protection qi skyrocketed.

In the flash of lightning, the crimson sword disappeared into the snow-white thunder tornado, easily slicing through the protective shield, and then the sharp blade cut through the body guard like butter.

This knife condenses decades of hard work of the Xuan Hengdao, which seems to be plain, but it can be called the simplicity of the road, and almost brings the knife technique into a new field.

Burst!

At the right time, a mouthful of blood sprayed on the storm. The horizontal knife's gaze was like a torch, and the aura of the whole person soared to an unprecedented height.

"Take me with a knife, and let me live in the rain."

Ding Ding Ding!

In an instant, Chu Yi moved his hand like lightning, flicking nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine times on the body of the red bronze ancient knife, and at the same time, the sharp sword qi had already cut through his body protection qi.

The scene on Hong Kong Island seemed to be repeated, and at this moment, Chu Yi no longer had an external incarnation.

Rumble!

Chu Yi's body protection exploded, and between the lightning and fire, a red light slashed down.

"It worked!"

Wang Qiankun exclaimed in surprise.

The thunderstorm dissipated in an instant.

As the dust settled, the bright red blade buzzed incessantly, and stopped an inch away from Chu Yi's eyebrows.

Chu Yi clamped the blade tightly with both hands, making it difficult to advance any further.

"Unfortunately, it's just a little bit."

Yu Hengdao's face showed regret, and his face suddenly turned red, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Under everyone's closer look, the blade of the red bronze ancient knife was densely covered with cracks, and it was already broken.

No matter how tough the material is, Chu Yi's tens of thousands of resonances in the snap of his fingers are not something it can withstand.

"The ability is too watery, and the refining kung fu is not yet at home, as for the knife technique, it is still desirable."

Chu Yi threw away the ancient knife and walked leisurely with his hands on his back.

"As I said, the five of you are no match for me, and it's time to pay the price."