"Hmph, compare your mental power with me!"

Qiao Yi didn't know that Li Heng not only did not have a trace of anxiety in his heart, but was very happy.

When it comes to spiritual power, there are few cultivators in the world who can match Li Heng.

Back then, when Li Heng was still a teenager, he lived alone on Purple Smoke God Island, tempering his spiritual power day and night, and his spiritual power had already reached a terrifying realm that everyone couldn't believe.

Moreover!

The most important point is that the strange sarcoma that grows in his body not only gives Li Heng the 'power of nature' and 'heavy object control', but also provides him with a steady stream of pure spiritual power.

These spiritual energies were closely integrated with his brain, and they were slowly transformed into the most massive, terrifying spiritual power, and this wonderful state of supply never stopped.

"Hey, hey, huh!"

Li Heng couldn't help but snicker in his heart when he saw that Qiao Yi's eyes dared to look at him.

Mental power competition, you can't do it!

Suddenly.

Li Heng's eyes lit up sharply, like the scorching sun at noon in summer, shaking so much that people couldn't open their eyes.

Qiao Yi only felt two extremely bright and dazzling white lights hitting his eyes, and an obscure and sore feeling spread from his eyes to his brain.

He was shocked to find that his brain felt drowsy, accompanied by pins and needles.

The pain not only did not make him feel awake, but it made him more and more drowsy, and he desperately wanted to fall asleep.

"It's not good, this little rabbit cub is so terrifying with mental power!"

Qiao Yi is an old man who has been wandering for many years, and he has a wealth of experience in the enemy, and Li Heng can't compare to the horse, and when his brain feels slightly uncomfortable, he wakes up.

Head pain, accompanied by the feeling of fainting, this is a condition that only has damage to the mental power, and the mental power is traumatized, which is more serious than the ** injury.

Because no matter how you make a move, you need to think and consider whether you are reacting to the enemy or fighting, once there is a problem with your mental power, and your brain can't think and reflect normally, it is extremely dangerous for the battle, especially this kind of life-and-death struggle.

"Bang!

Li Heng made a successful move, and after hitting Qiao Yi's brain hard, his feet slammed on the ground, and the thick energy shook the vicinity for a while, and at the same time, his body rushed towards Qiao Yi like a meteor catching the moon.

Raising your hand is the palm power of thousands of Eight Thunder Methods.

"Whew!"

The space within a radius of twenty zhang was all huge palms glowing with a trace of electric light, accompanied by a deafening roar and the sound of the air crackling.

As soon as he made a move, it was the most powerful and majestic 'Eight Methods of Thunder'.

Li Heng used this boxing technique to deal with Qiao Yi, and he also had other thoughts.

Back then, Qiao Yi was seriously injured by Zhong Huan's use of the Eight Thunder Methods, and this kind of powerful and rigid punching method would definitely leave an extremely deep impression on Qiao Yi.

Now.

Qiao Yi's mental power was traumatized, and his brain had not yet returned to normal thinking and thinking ability, he was bound to be surprised when he suddenly saw this kind of boxing technique, which gave Li Heng an opportunity to take advantage of.

Sure enough.

Qiao Yi, who was still a little uncomfortable, suddenly shouted the most terrifying and familiar huge electric palm in his memory, and a desperate thought was irrepressibly born in his heart, and there was a rare trace of fear in his arrogant and cold eyes.

Seeing this, Li Heng showed a smile on his face, urging the true yuan power in his body, and continuously exerting this set of powerful palm power, not hoping to kill Qiao Yi, but just to be able to catch him off guard, that would be enough.

"Little rabbit cub, what a deceitful mind, the disciples of the Xuanyin Demon Palace, none of them are good. ”

After Qiao Yi took a dozen steps back, his gaze became cold and deep again, his brain no longer felt drowsy, and the only trace of fear in his heart was gone.

"Since I, Qiao Yi, dare to walk out of the sect, I just want to use this demon knife in my hand to kill all the disciples of the Xuanyin Demon Palace to avenge the revenge of the year, don't say it's you today, even if the old thief of Zhong Huan comes, I will kill it. ”

Qiao Yi once again turned into a terrifying blood demon.

"Buzz!"

There was a blood-red glow on his back, and the eerie scythe behind his back appeared in his hand.

After the Heavenly Toad Sword was held in Qiao Yi's hand, the momentum on his body changed again, and a deep, huge, and evil aura not only filled the entire mountain, but also enveloped the entire Dongxia Stone Valley.

Inside the Dongxia Stone Valley.

Those hibernating poisonous snakes, the fierce beasts hiding in their caves came out one after another, their eyes were blood-red stimulated by this evil force, they all looked up to the sky and howled, and then fought together, and suddenly the blood flowed into a river, and the roar of the fierce beasts was like the roar of thousands of evil ghosts, and they were extremely human-loving.

"Thorn la....... ”

Qiao Yi held the Heavenly Toad Fan Knife and waved it lightly.

When he landed, there was a burst of light explosions in the air, layers of air ripples stacked on top of each other, and then burst violently, and the violent air flow was like a sandstorm, blasting out, causing the entire mountain peak to shake violently.

The palm power of the Eight Thunder Laws that shrouded him instantly turned into nothing.

Li Heng saw that the power of the palm in the sky was wiped out in an instant, and he also sighed in his heart that Qiao Yi Zhenyuan's strength was really rare in his life, and he was extremely experienced in combat, and in just a few breaths, he completely reversed the disadvantage.

.........

"6 Bai really has a good apprentice, the Xuanyin Demon Palace is very blessed, to have an outstanding disciple like you, today Qiao will kill you first, and then kill the head sect of the Xuanyin Demon Palace another day, and kill all of you demons!"

Qiao Yi held the Heavenly Toad Fan Knife and pointed at Li Heng from afar.

The murderous and gloomy aura firmly locked on him, as long as Li Heng made the slightest move, what greeted him would definitely be a stormy attack.

"Tian is shameless!Qiao Yi, you are really practicing until your head is confused, there are thousands of disciples under the Xuanyin Demon Palace, and I don't know how many cultivators in the Soul Heaven Stage, just one blood demon, and you also want to subvert the Xuanyin Demon Palace, your tone is too big. ”

Before Li Heng's words fell, his body made a 'whoosh' sound and disappeared in place.

Then, a long black sword with a wide and long body like ink appeared behind Qiao Yi, and the tip of the sword probed forward, and the nearby space was instantly compressed, bringing a whirlwind that stabbed Qiao Yi's back.

"Qinglian Sword Song, women learn things, and they also take them out to show off. ”

Qiao Yi knew that since ancient times, the most outstanding disciple in the Xuanyin Demon Palace who cultivated the Qinglian Sword Song was Gongsun Auntie, and when Gongsun Auntie danced the sword light and flew to the immortal realm, leaving behind an eternal and immortal legend, he naturally knew.

Of course, he knew how powerful Aunt Gongsun was, but he had to insult a few more words between his words, hoping that Li Heng would be angry and embarrassed, and his swordsmanship would deviate.

"I sent Gongsun Auntie to kill thirteen masters who surrounded her with only three moves, one of them is a cultivator who has already passed the Little Heavenly Tribulation, and he is a certain senior of your Confucian Sect, right?

Li Heng sneered, his tone was also quite ruthless, and the sneering voice was accompanied by clusters of cyan sword light.

"Humph!"

Qiao Yi saw that Li Heng's swordsmanship was good, and the long sword in his hand was also a rare treasure, and he was not afraid of the Tianchan Fan Knife that was stained with the blood of thousands of living beings, and he was secretly surprised in his heart, and with a turn of thought, a set of cold and vicious knife techniques was displayed.

The sword is like a bloody sunset, dazzlingly red, so red that it makes people feel fear in their hearts.

This set of sword techniques is not the secretary of the Confucian Sect, but a set of powerful sword techniques that Yue Shiqun cultivated by himself in the Nine Desolations 6, killing countless cultivators, and combining countless sword techniques, called the 'Nine Styles of Fierce Beasts'.

After Qiao Yi obtained the Heavenly Toad Sword, he completely scattered a trace of Yue Shiqun's true spirit in the heavens and the earth, but he also obtained this powerful sword technique.

He was seriously injured by Zhong Phantom at that time, and one reason was that he had not yet cultivated the 'Fierce Beast Nine Styles', Qiao Yi believed that once he successfully cultivated the 'Fierce Beast Nine Styles', he would definitely be able to be in the heavens and on the earth, and he would be the only one.

"Hmm, what a terrifying knife momentum, such a strong smell of blood, this set of sword tricks that Qiao Yi used should be Yue Shiqun's unique Xuangong 'Fierce Beast Nine Styles' in the past. ”

Qiao Yi used this set of knife techniques, Li Heng only felt that it was dark in front of him, and countless ghosts crying wolf-like voices sounded in his ears, and circles of gray wolf smoke also came out of the knife and hit him head-on.

......

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The top of Dongxia Peak was completely shrouded by a layer of viscous blood-red light, and in the Dongxia Stone Valley, there were groups of crazy beasts killing each other, and the howls spread far away.

Li Heng saw that the gray wolf smoke was extremely weird, so he first sealed the pores of his whole body to prevent the poison from invading his body, and then flipped his wrist and played a few sword flowers, the sword qi was intricate, scattering these gray wolf smoke in the air.

"Dignified, little rabbit cub, the deity will let you see the power of the 'Fierce Beast Nine Styles' today, you are the first cultivator to be killed by the Nine Fierce Beast Styles, even if you die, you have no regrets, right?"

Qiao Yiyin's voice sounded around Li Heng, and the screams like ghosts crying wolves not only did not lessen, but became more and more poignant.

"Silk!"

The sword was like a poisonous snake spitting out letters, silently slashing towards the major acupoints of Li Heng's body.

"Drink!"

Li Heng held his breath and sealed the pores of his body, as for the terrible screams in his ears, there was nothing to fear for him.

How strong his spiritual power is, as long as he excludes a trace of spiritual power to deal with these noises, his ears will suddenly be much clearer, and at the same time, his footsteps are slightly wrong, and he jumps back a few feet away, casting the Qinglian Sword Song, and fighting with Qiao Yi.