Swish! Swish!

After the two figures staggered and collided, the furious desolate force in the middle shook them both back.

At this moment, Yi Xiaoyao's expression became more and more solemn, Qingnan's strength was far from being comparable to the previous Qing Mania, and even exceeded Yi Xiaoyao's expectations.

The absurd art mastered by this person, every move is very thorough, and the power exerted is also quite terrifying.

Cultivation is the advantage of Qingnan, and under this advantage, if the same desolate art collides, Yi Xiaoyao is indeed not an opponent.

However, Qingnan's advantages are well known, how could Yi Xiaoyao not know?

He knows the advantages of the other party, and dares to come to the battle so confidently, how can he not have his own advantages?

"If you crush me with cultivation, then I will crush you with the level of spiritual skills!"

With a cold snort, after Yi Xiaoyao stabilized his retreating figure, he suddenly raised his hand, and a violent barren aura formed in the void, and as his palm movement fell, a majestic giant hand suddenly appeared in the void and tore it down.

"Desolate and tearing the heavens!"

With this shout, a loud tearing sound exploded in the void, and the torn crack appeared in front of Qing Nan in the blink of an eye, and the next moment it could tear this person in half.

Everyone around exclaimed, and they could all feel that Yi Xiaoyao's move was of such a high level that it definitely surpassed the creation-level spiritual skill.

Even Qingnan's expression changed drastically, and in a hurry, he didn't have time to make any counterattack.

"Wild Flash!"

With a shout, Qing Nan instantly disappeared under the hand that tore the sky, and the whole person flashed into the void crack.

Yi Xiaoyao's eyes froze, as if he had expected something, and his body was violent and retreated.

Sure enough, in the next moment, Qing Nan's figure appeared out of thin air where Yi Xiaoyao was standing just now, and the way he appeared was to tear the void with both hands and walk out of the void crack.

At the same time, his tendency to tear through the void did not diminish in the slightest, and he continued to tear violently in the direction of Yi Xiaoyao's retreat.

"Senior Brother Yi, the gap between you and me cannot be made up by the spiritual skill level!"

Qing Nan looked directly at this Yi Xiaoyao, and a cold voice came out of his mouth, although the spiritual skill of the desolate tearing technique was not as good as the barren tearing heavenly hand, but its cultivation was far beyond Yi Xiaoyao, so the power was not weaker than Yi Xiaoyao, and even stronger, and it was close to Yi Xiaoyao.

Behind Yi Xiaoyao, Qingpeng's giant wings shook wildly, and when he retreated, he didn't hear Qingnan's words, and then his right arm faintly swelled, gathering a terrifying barren aura, and a trace of cracks opened all over his fist, causing a sense of Dao shock in the space.

"King Kong Shock Fist!"

A punch was blasted, and in an instant, the entire space shook violently, and everything was shattered under this shock.

But fortunately, in Yi Yaoyao's punch, the target was not around, but the opponent's desolate hand.

Boom!

With a loud bang, under this punch, the spatial crack that was torn apart was directly shattered by the fist shadow, stopping the trend of spreading.

"You even have mastered the art of desolate earthquakes?"

Qing Nan's face was startled, he stopped his offensive slightly, and asked in disbelief.

You must know that even he only spent a lot of time before he was very reluctant to understand the desolate earthquake technique in the sixteenth ancient monument, and Yi Xiaoyao had only entered the Desolate Palace for a few days, and he had already mastered this technique, and the power was very good, which was really unbelievable.

However, Qingnan didn't wait for Yi Xiaoyao to answer, and his eyes instantly became cold.

"But even so, it won't change anything, I told you before, I know all the absurdities you know, you're just struggling in vain!"

When the words fell, he did not hesitate at all, and his backhand was slapped with an extremely fierce palm, and the air was shaken under the palm wind, making a piercing popping sound.

This palm also has the power of the desolate earthquake, and instantly met the King Kong Desolate Fist and smashed it.

"Senior brother, your words are inevitably too big, do you really know all the absurdity I know?"

Yi Xiaoyao watched the desolate giant palm crush him, and still didn't panic, just smiled lightly and asked him, followed by a low roar.

"The Great Desolate Sword!"

At the same time as the voice sounded, I saw Yi Xiaoyao suddenly draw his sword, and the sword light on the sword caused everyone around him to exclaim.

"What?!"

"This is the Seventeenth Ancient Monument's Desolation Technique!"

"This move, I'm afraid that among my disciples in the Desolate Palace, only Senior Brother Qinglin will do it, right?"

The pupils of all the disciples present instantly contracted, and Yi Xiaoyao had continuously used various increasingly powerful desolation techniques, and he could even compete with Qing Nan, which already made them extremely shocked.

And at this moment, after seeing this Great Desolate Eclipse Sword derived from the Desolation Technique, everyone finally couldn't bear it anymore and completely exploded.

Especially Qinglin, who was in front of the crowd, looked more shocked than the others.

"This guy, shouldn't he have penetrated the seventeenth ancient monument in these three days?"

Thinking of this, Qinglin's face couldn't help but tremble.

Yi Xiaoyao ignored the sudden uproar in the surrounding crowd, and when the desolate aura around his sword body climbed to the extreme, it filled the surroundings, his eyes suddenly became cold, and he slashed out with a fierce sword.

Swish!

The sword that devoured everything, the first thing it touched was the giant palm that smashed his Vajra Shock Fist, but this time, the domineering feeling of the previous giant palm did not appear, under the inclination of the terrifying power on the sword light, the giant palm trembled violently, and finally only lasted for a moment, and it was completely cut off.

At this time, Qingnan's face was shocked with a strong look of consternation.

He kept saying that he knew all the desolate arts that Yi Xiaoyao knew, but now in the face of the desolate sword, he could no longer say such words.

Because, the art of desolation, Qingnan has not yet understood it at all.

However, although he was shocked, he was flustered, although he had already shown his disadvantage in his moves, but after all, he surpassed Yi Xiaoyao in spiritual cultivation!

"Tianjiao tortures and kills, and it really deserves its reputation."

Qing Nan's face has been completely replaced by solemnity at this moment, if he still despised Yi Xiaoyao before, but now, he is beginning to truly regard the latter as an opponent of the same level.

Yi Xiaoyao pursed his lips and stared at the other party without slackening, he believed that until now, Qingnan had not used the strongest move.

"If you can take my move, I will agree that you will be promoted to the rank of Disciple of the Ancestral Lineage!"

Sure enough, at this moment, Qingnan's aura around his body seemed to have undergone a qualitative change, and when he stepped out, his hands slowly formed a rather strange handprint, and a large amount of gray light burst out from his body, like a god of death descending.

"The power of the bloodline!"

And when they saw the gray light around him, Mu Chang Soul and the Desolate Palace Lord both changed their faces suddenly, obviously recognizing the kind of power that Qing Nan was about to use.

At the same time, many disciples around seemed to have heard of this kind of power, and they were all exclaiming and discussing.

"The power of the bloodline?"

Yi Xiaoyao's eyes narrowed and he took a deep breath, because he felt the dangerous aura emanating from the other party, and immediately a solemn look gradually appeared on his face.

Then, he slowly raised his hands, stretched out his arms, and a strange layer of inky blue light began to emerge all over his body.

In the void, when Mu Chang Soul and the Desolate Palace Lord saw such a scene, they were stunned at first, and then they seemed to think of something, and a thick disbelief instantly appeared in their eyes.

Especially the Barren Palace Master, who was slightly shocked, opened his mouth the most, and unconsciously said, "This ...... Could it be ......?"

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