However, the middle-aged man did not give Qingji a chance to inquire at all. The palms broke through the air and swept in.

Qing Ji has long been familiar with "Xuan Poor Battle Spectrum", and although he is extremely shocked in his heart, he doesn't need to think about it at all.

His arms are waved at will, which is also a trick of "Xuan Poor Tail Swing".

Although this move is a late attack, it is extremely wonderful in martial arts changes. Waiting for work at ease and braking with quiet, Deng sealed all the whereabouts of the middle-aged man's palms.

Aside from the cultivation realm, he has already gained the upper hand in this move.

"Good!"

The middle-aged man cheered and immediately accepted the change.

Call! Call! Call!

Three strikes in a row, it turned out to be the three moves of "Xuan Poor Tail Swing", "Xuan Poor Struggle", and "Xuan Poor Playing in the Water".

This scared Qingji again. The opponent's moves changed, and the rebellious spirit rose to the sky. Indeed, the first three moves of "Xuanqiu Battle Spectrum" have both form and spirit.

Although the subtle changes in it are far less profound and accessible than one's own, it can also be said to be exquisite, and it is quite the samadhi of this exercise.

"Who is this man? If it weren't for the stone snail, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to comprehend the moves in the "Xuanqiao Battle Spectrum". But how can he show it? ”

Qing Ji thought about it, but his subordinates still didn't hesitate at all. He repaid the trick with a move, and also used "Xuan Poor Tail Swing", "Xuan Poor Struggle", and "Xuan Poor Playing in the Water" together.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

In this hall, neither side of the two sides mobilized the source qi of heaven and earth, and they purely exchanged attacks with moves.

The middle-aged man's true cultivation can be called strong, but his attainments in this set of exercises are much inferior to Qingji.

The same three moves, in the hands of Qingji, are full of strange changes and waves.

The two sides attacked each other dozens of times as fast as lightning. The middle-aged man has gradually switched from offense to defense, and he is obviously falling behind.

"Good, good! He is worthy of being the heir of the old man of the Holy Ancestor! ”

The middle-aged man obviously only has three moves for this "Xuanqiao Battle Spectrum".

Although it was used back and forth, it finally became overstretched under the attack of Qingji wave after wave.

Suddenly, his eyes widened, and a large bright and dazzling curtain of light flashed behind him.

Then the whole person was like lightning and light smoke, and somehow deceived Qingji in front of him. In the shouting, the splitter is a grab.

Qingji's divine source power has not recovered, and it is difficult to use the cultivation of the refining priest. This time, he didn't even have time to resist, and was directly grabbed by him in the chest.

The middle-aged man's arm was raised, and Qing Jidun was thrown sideways by a strong force.

"Where are the rats, dare to hurt my eldest brother!"

Wu Po screamed angrily and jumped up.

Qingji has been fighting with the middle-aged man so far, although the moves are changing, in fact, they are all in the blink of an eye. With Wu Po's cultivation, he has just woken up.

"Eighteen hammers!"

The purple sky shone, and Wu Po shook the void with a huge hammer, slamming towards the middle-aged man.

"What a treasure! Little brother, you misunderstood......"

The middle-aged man pointed out lightly. There was a clang, and it was on top of the hammer.

The invincible giant hammer swept through the air, and under his fingers, he was frozen in the air, unable to move forward.

"Wu Po stopped, this senior really has no malice."

At this moment, Qingji's voice sounded.

He was suddenly burst into cultivation by the other party just now, and he grabbed and threw it out, and he was also shocked in his heart.

But then he found that the middle-aged man's strength was used skillfully, and he seemed to throw it fiercely, but in the end, he was unharmed and fell to the ground lightly.

The other party's cultivation is really too much higher than himself, and the last blow is obviously merciful.

"Big brother, are you okay?"

Wu Po was relieved to see that he was safe and sound. I put away the hammer, and my heart was still pounding.

This middle-aged man is really a terrifying cultivator. With just one finger, it is difficult to resist the enemy. This is really much more powerful than Grand Elder Wuhong.

"Little brother, Shen Mou just made a move, just to verify your exercises. Now that you have unleashed the "Xuanqi Battle Spectrum" to the point of transcendence, you must be the descendant of the Holy Ancestor. ”

The middle-aged man smiled and looked at Qingji.

"Holy Ancestor?"

Qingji was inexplicable, shook his head and said, "I'm afraid the seniors are mistaken."

The "Xuanqiao Battle Spectrum" that the kid learned was the practice left by the Wusheng Great Sage of the Wusheng clan back then, but he didn't know who the Holy Ancestor was talking about by his predecessors. ”

"The Great Sage? Hahaha, compared to the Holy Ancestor, even if he is a great sage who moves the void, he is just a junior.

Little brother, can you practice the 'Xuanqi Battle Spectrum', don't you even know the name of the 'Xuanqiao Holy Ancestor'? ”

"Xuan Poor Holy Ancestor?"

Qingji's heart shook violently. What the middle-aged man said, could it be that monster?

"Little brother, it seems that you are not in the world, and you do not know the prestige of the Holy Ancestor."

The middle-aged man saw Qing Ji's confused expression, groaned slightly, and said with a kind smile:

"It doesn't hurt either. But there is one thing you need to know. This "Xuanqiao Battle Spectrum" is a practice created by the Holy Ancestor when he was a teenager.

If you don't have the favor of his old man, no matter how high your heavenly posture is, it will never be possible to succeed in cultivation.

Shen's ancestor had the honor of serving the Holy Ancestor for a period of time. It was to win the favor of his old man, so that my Shen family cultivated three of them.

In the past, the Holy Ancestor had said that in the future, in this Void Continent, if someone could comprehend the moves of the Xuanqiao Battle Spectrum, he would be regarded as his successor disciple.

Therefore, little brother, although you don't know the name of the Holy Ancestor, the fact is that he is already a descendant. My Shen family inherited the ancestral teachings, and I have been paying attention to this matter for generations. Unexpectedly, today I, Shen Fengyun, am fortunate to have finally waited for this day.

Little brother, you are a disciple of the Holy Ancestor. From now on, whenever something is sent, the people of my Shen family will not dare to disobey. ”

The middle-aged man said that he swore an oath to the sky, and his expression was indignant.

This made Deqingji's heart even more furious. Because of the supernatural nature of the stone snail, he inexplicably practiced "Xuanqiao Battle Spectrum".

At this moment, he actually became a "holy ancestor" in a daze because of this.

Thinking of the monster's rebelliousness, if it had nine days to know. Will you slap down and shoot your fake directly to the ashes?

As for what Shen Fengyun said, Qingji is not suspicious of fraud.

Because of such miraculous feats as "Xuanqiu Battle Spectrum", except for himself, no one in the Lingyu Department has been able to comprehend one and a half of these moves for hundreds of years.

And since the other party can use three moves, then the things mentioned above also seem reasonable and difficult to fabricate.

"Daddy, your old man has remembered the heirs of the Holy Ancestors all his life, and today we finally met. You two have been here for a long time, if you have anything to say, let's talk about it slowly. Now I have to ask Brother Qingji to diagnose my mother.

Qingji's eldest brother and younger sister Shen Ling, I was offended a lot when I was in the pharmacy before, and I hope your boss doesn't remember the villain. Hee-hee-hee-hee......"

The girl on the side pursed her lips and laughed at this time.

After all, she is a girl, and she only regards Qingji as a young man as big as herself.

As for the so-called identity of the Holy Ancestor, it is far from being as solemn as Shen Fengyun.

(End of chapter)