Master Miao continuously absorbed the internal force transmitted by the four great martial artists through the formation, and his whole body was covered by internal force, the white light was sheng, the long beard hunted, and the strong wind of the horse coat protruded, almost like the lower realm of the True Martial Emperor, so it was not mighty.

"Qin thief, you can recognize my formation!" Master Miao's eyes flashed, and he said loudly.

"Qin Yi, this is a four-phase mighty formation, which was created by the martial artists of the ancient Chinese martial arts. With the attributes of the four phases, the principle of the five elements should be born together, and the four martial arts are one, and the cultivation of the people in the formation can be more than doubled. This person, after the blessing of the formation, his strength is at least the peak of internal refining, and he must not be careless to underestimate the enemy! Huang Yaodong held on to the pillars of the hall, resisted the violent wind, gritted his teeth and roared.

"Hmph, you rabbit cub has a bit of eyesight, and you know the old man's formation, that's right, this is the martial artist's four-phase mighty formation! Once opened, it can be attacked and defended, and no one can be responsible! Master Miao stroked his beard and said proudly.

"Really? With this broken brick and til-like formation, it is ridiculous to dare to come out and embarrass others. Qin Yi hugged his arms and shook his head in disappointment.

This array is full of loopholes, the changes are blunt, only the five elements of fur, not the true essence, in fact, it is a sheep's head to sell dog meat, it is not a real martial array.

"Presumptuous! Look at my Arhat Fuhu Fist! ”

Master Miao's fists slashed into the sky, the left and right buffer fists twice, each punch, the fist wind white light is magnificent, faintly visible Buddhism's solemn swastika condensed fist blade, the audience thinks that the tiger Arhat is in the lower realm, so not in awe.

At the same time, the four great martial artists burst into cheers at the same time, and the internal force of the dantian was promoted to the extreme with a four-phase array, and all of them were forcibly infused into the eight veins of Master Miao's strange meridians.

"Hmm!" The internal force of the four internal refining martial artists is condensed together, how powerful, Master Miao is also bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and when the fist method is used to the extreme, the double fist swastika has become big, the white light is shining, and the divine power is great!

"There are no tigers in the world!" Master Miao's arms were rounded, and the two swastikas fists of the big bucket bombarded the thin Qin Yi with the power of earth-shattering and weeping ghosts and gods.

"Internal force is true, this is the ability that can only be possessed at the peak of internal refining! The four-phase mighty formation can forcibly raise Master Miao's strength by a level with a formation, which is really wonderful. While Huang Yaodong was amazed, he couldn't help but worry secretly for Qin Yi.

Martial arts is based on internal force. When it reaches the middle stage of internal refining, the internal force can be released to kill the enemy, but the distance varies according to the purity of the internal force, and the most powerful one will not exceed one meter.

In the later stage, the internal force can transform into shape, and the cultivation of miraculous skills, such as the thunderous flame fist, the internal force turns into fire, which is difficult for ordinary people to stop.

When reaching the peak of internal refining, the internal force can be released externally, and it can be turned into reality, compared with the later stage of the internal force transformation, the power is even greater, and the momentum is more amazing.

Master Miao's Fuhu Fist has been able to transform into an Arhat swastika seal, which is a unique sign of internal force turning into truth and the pinnacle of internal refining.

Even if it was a peerless genius Yan Jiutian, at the age of seventeen, he was only the strength of the late stage of internal refining. No matter how strong the kid surnamed Qin is, no matter how high his talent is, it is impossible to be stronger than the Huaxia Martial God Yan Jiutian. How could he be the enemy of the pinnacle of internal refining, hehe, I have Master Miao, isn't killing you like slaughtering a pig and a dog? Wang Churen couldn't help but be overjoyed when they saw Master Miao's might.

As long as Qin Yi is killed, his limelight will inevitably overwhelm Tang Tianci and Lei Zhentian, and this time the position of the leader of the Nine Gangs and Eighteen Associations is not in the bag?

Thinking of this, he rolled a paper of dry tobacco, and the beautiful bar chirped.

"Phew!" Qin Yi was greatly pleased, he could feel the powerful power emanating from the Fuhu Fist, and the strength was not less than 10,000 catties.

"Boom!"

The two giant fists, such as the Optimus Lux holding Mount Tai high and Huashan smashing down with a loud bang in the air, are so amazing.

At that moment, the air in the hall seemed to be drained by the internal force of the fist, and everyone was suffocated by fear and suppression, and it became difficult to even breathe.

"Well done! It's time for you ordinary people to see what true martial arts are! ”

"Nine Yin and Eighty-one Absolute Hands, the First Absolute Hand, Fighting Yin and Yang!"

Qin Yi moved, his hands were soft and swam left and right, and the purple true qi condensed into a round of purple whirlpools.

The whirlpool purple light flashes, like the whirlpool of the Yellow River, deep and bottomless, can devour all things. As Qin Yi's hands wandered away, a huge force in the opposite direction suddenly appeared, and the tables, chairs, and tea cups that were originally brought up by Gangfeng in the hall suddenly changed their direction in mid-air and flew sideways in the opposite direction.

For a while, the positive and negative things collided and shattered in mid-air, banging, and debris flying around, so it was not terrifying.

"Turn!"

The bucket wheel is complete!

Qin Yi closed his abdomen and opened his hand, as if holding the moon, facing the giant fist!

Recite!

The whirlpool rolled up the giant fist, Qin Yi's face froze, like a double dragon playing with pearls, and his hands were fiddling with lightning and flint speed.

"Close!"

But seeing that the fist strength was wrapped in purple true qi, the white light became more and more dim, and the fist shape became smaller and smaller, and the originally majestic Fuhu fist was compressed into a purple ball the size of a baby's fist.

Qin Yi grabbed the purple ball, and in the stunned eyes of the five great martial artists, he raised his head and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Impossible, impossible! Swallowing internal force raw, how can there be such exercises in the world, absurd, absurd! Master Miao's beard trembled, his complexion changed greatly, and he stomped his feet and screamed.

Everyone just said that they had a nightmare, and this kind of supernatural power was really unbelievable.

"You old man, the frog at the bottom of the well, how can you know that I have the power of creation, I have thousands of true laws, each of which is enough to be proud of the sky, and it is not surprising that you can't see this kind of waste." Qin Yi carried his left hand on his back, raised his right hand slightly, and smiled proudly.

"Damn, Master Miao, the five of you can't beat a hairy boy, and you can do Nima's ancestors." Wang Churen knew that if he couldn't take Qin Yi today, he would definitely die, so he was in a hurry, and he directly burst into foul language.

You must know that in order to invite these five people, he spent hundreds of millions of dollars, and Master Miao alone spent a full 50 million bills, and he paid first, and these grandsons came out of the mountain.

If this is broken, he will really lose his son and money, and he will lose a lot of money.

"Ahem, don't disturb the prince, I have 10,000 catties of strength in this move, this kid forcibly continued, I think it is already the end of the crossbow. If the five of us make another strange move, he will surely die. Master Miao's scolded old face was a little unbearable, and he immediately handed over his hand to Wang Churen to pack tickets.

He really didn't know Qin Yi's supernatural powers, and he didn't believe in this evil. No one would believe that a hairy boy could take on the full strength of a peak martial artist, and in their opinion, it was definitely luck.

"You'd better take him, otherwise don't blame Lao Tzu for bombarding you to get out, my Wang Churen's money is not blowing in the wind, fuck!" Wang Churen threw away the dry tobacco in his hand, spit out thick phlegm, and scolded coldly.

"Boy, don't be arrogant, eat me again." Master Miao was scolded with a disgraced face, and he could only vent his anger on Qin Yi.

"No need, I've seen the power of your formation, and now it's your turn to eat my punch." Qin Yi sneered.

After speaking, his face turned cold, he burst into drinks, jumped up more than a foot, and slammed into Master Miao with a volley.