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Chapter 1252: Fierce Battle

"Stinky boy, if one move can't kill you!

This time, the protector of the Northern Hell Holy Land is really going to exert his might, and there is a tendency to tear apart Ye Qingyun's body with one hand.

The fivefold cultivation of the Immortal Palace Realm is not a joke.

"I don't have a grandson like you!" Ye Qingyun took a step forward without fear, and similarly, a violent aura erupted from his body, although this aura was a little worse than the other party, but it still went straight to the sky.

When the surrounding warriors saw Ye Qingyun looking like he was about to fight, they felt the mighty momentum, their faces changed, and they all showed expressions of surprise and shock.

No one expected Ye Qingyun to be so confident in fighting the other party.

"Can a martial artist who has cultivated less than the level of the Immortal Palace Realm dare to be so arrogant?" In the crowd, a figure stood, looking ahead, frowning, and couldn't help but smile, his smile was full of contempt.

The people around looked at the young man, and their faces changed.

"It's a person from the Yin and Yang Sect, and this person is a Yangzi. is named Yang Lie, but I didn't expect him to come to see the show!"

"The Yin Yang Sect has two Yin and Yang, the Yang character is Yang Lie, and Yin Zi is a woman, these two people have already entered the Immortal Palace Realm in their cultivation, but if they join forces, they will be known as the best among the young generation!

"He is Yang Lie and has a scorching sun body! A scorching sun aura is fully revealed, and no one can stop it!"

It's a good look.

However, there are too many movements here, and at this moment, more and more people are coming towards this side, all looking ahead with a pair of watching the show.

No one is optimistic about Ye Qingyun.

After all, the gap in cultivation between the two is too big.

It's like a heaven and an earth.

At this time, everyone stepped back, giving Ye Qingyun and the protector of the Northern Hell Holy Land a space to fight.

The protector of the Northern Hell Holy Land kicked his right foot towards the ground, and his entire body shot into the space like a sharp sword, and his palm was immediately raised in the next moment, and suddenly, a mighty force was stirred out from that palm.

The force stirred all around, causing the surrounding space to freeze, and blood-colored light flashed in the palm of his hand.

At this moment, he was like a huge demon beast, surging and galloping, heading towards Ye Qingyun.

At this moment, everyone felt as if there were mountains falling down on their bodies, and the hurricane that was born when the palm slapped away blew on their faces, making their faces ache and pain.

They are all like this, let alone Ye Qingyun.

Ye Qingyun stood at the center of the furious energy, under pressure ten times stronger than ordinary people, but a golden sun appeared behind him.

The sun emitted billowing heat, enveloping his body.

In addition to this, a large headless apparition hovered behind him, where there were nine circles of light.

"Rank 9 Holy Combat Force!"

A deep voice rolled out of his mouth, echoing throughout the heavens and the earth.

"What! Is it a ninth-level holy combat power? Did I hear it wrong? Isn't Xu Menghu, the patriarch of the current Holy Clan, only an eighth-level holy combat power? This guy is actually a ninth-level holy combat power, so isn't he even more powerful than Xu Menghu?"

"Oh my God, it turned out to be the legendary ninth-level holy combat power, but even so, he couldn't resist the palm of the protector of the Northern Netherworld Holy Land, right?"

"Isn't it? This kid is still too arrogant! However, I also want to know what kind of combat power a Saint Clan disciple with ninth-level holy combat power has!"

Whispers rang out from all around.

At this moment, the golden light on Ye Qingyun's body bloomed, and with the blessing of the ninth-level holy combat power, his speed, strength, and even spiritual power had been greatly improved.

His long black hair turned blonde at the moment, like the sun.

The undead dragon bloodline in his body was constantly tumbling at this moment.

"Holy Light Fist!"

A deep voice sounded, and then, he clenched his fists and slammed his fist forward, blooming with golden divine power on his fists, as if the golden ocean was constantly tumbling, sweeping across the entire void.

When the punch hit him, Ye Qingyun didn't forget to put a shield on himself.

A golden shield stood in front of it.

The next moment, the two sides collided directly.

At this moment, as if a strong wind was blowing, the end of the world was over, and the sound of the strong sounded like a landmine.

Boom! Boom!

Ye Qingyun flew out directly upside down under this violent energy, and his body was covered with blood, but his appearance was okay, and he still had the strength to fight.

"This is your ninth-level holy combat power, rubbish, but that's it!" the other party let out a wanton mocking sound.

"The martial artists of the Immortal Palace Realm are not as weak as you imagined!"

"Really?" Ye Qingyun smiled at this, and said sarcastically: "I don't know who said that he would kill me with one move, but what?"

"Don't call me grandpa, I don't have a grandson like you!"

The cold voice sounded and fell into the other party's ears, making the other party's complexion directly become hideous and distorted.

That's right, before he swore that he would destroy Ye Qingyun with one move, but now that one move has passed, although Ye Qingyun has been damaged, he still has combat effectiveness!

When the people around heard this, they were all stunned, looking at Ye Qingyun, and their faces became awe-inspiring.

Being able to survive a single move in the hands of a fivefold martial artist in the Immortal Palace Realm is already an extremely remarkable thing.

"This guy has some skills!" Yang Lie, a young disciple from the Yin-Yang Sect, looked at Ye Qingyun, a trace of curvature appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said slowly: "However, it's still a little worse!"

If it were him, he could do it too!

"Boy, you have completely angered me!" The martial artist of the Northern Hell Holy Land had a very gloomy face, staring at Ye Qingyun deadly, his eyes were extremely terrifying, as if there were countless sharp blades hidden, and he roared deadly: "In the next move, I will definitely kill you!"

"If you can't kill me? You said you couldn't kill me before, and your name was pronounced upside down, but now? Did you say something farting?" Ye Qingyun raised an arc at the corner of his mouth, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared ahead unscrupulously.

The Sword Emperor Sword Taixu who stepped on the nine-winged griffin's body also became gloomy at this moment, looked at the person below, and said directly: "Don't waste saliva with him, next, you kill him with one move! Otherwise, I will kill you!"

The cold voice reached the ears of the Dharma Protector of the Northern Hell Holy Land.