"Then it's up to you," Wen Qingye said lightly.

Wang Jie stopped talking immediately, and stepped forward suddenly, and the vitality under his feet was like a hurricane, running towards the surroundings.

"Divine Mighty Heavenly Thunder Palm Fifth Style!"

Wang Jie slapped his big hand, a big amber hand, crossed the layers of vitality, with overwhelming power and thunderous prestige, and slapped towards Wen Qingye, I have to say that Wang Jie's strength is much higher than Wang Chong's, and the two of them use this palm There is also a natural difference.

"Celestial Stars!"

Wen Qingye suddenly stretched out his fist and slowly pushed it forward. At the same time as he pushed out his fist, a star, hazy and faint, appeared behind him, this star exuded an extremely ancient, boundless aura, constantly flickering in the void.

Wen Qingye's eyes flickered, and he let out a low shout, and his punch seemed to be unpretentious, with a terrifying aura, and burst out of the air.

"Boom!"

With one fist and one palm, both Xingchen and Thunder turned into nothingness, turned into vitality and dissipated in the air, and the two of them took four or five steps back at the same time.

Wang Jie snorted coldly: "Use your swordsmanship, otherwise you are not my opponent"

"Why bother to deal with you?" Wen Qingye shook his head and smiled.

"Look for death!"

When Wang Jie heard this, he was furious, and his palms glowed with purple light, and even the sky became a little dim, with a trace of purple thunder in the black and oppressive air.

"Wen Qingye, you have completely angered me, you are ready to meet my anger!"

"Divine Might, Heavenly Thunder Palm Sixth Style!"

Wang Jie's entire body seemed to rise from the ground, and a pair of purple palms with thunder crackled, flashing with a chilling light.

"Boom!"

Wang Jie slapped his palm towards Wen Qingye, and the thunder suddenly appeared, with infinite sound, and the air was filled with thunderous sounds.

This Divine Mighty Heavenly Thunder Palm itself is a high-grade martial art, and at this moment, coupled with Wang Jie's use of the Divine Refining Double Heavenly Peak, the power is even more impressive.

"Yin Feng is coming to the funeral!"

Wen Qingye's hand suddenly turned, and the black and white air flow surged wildly in his hands, synthesizing an incomparably mysterious seal, and for a while, the surrounding yin wind was fierce, everyone's bones were sour, and their teeth trembled up and down.

What kind of martial arts is this?

Everyone felt a chill in their hearts and couldn't help asking.

"Boom!"

"Let's go!"

The rolling vitality overflowed, and everyone around was quickly shocked when they saw it, and they all avoided it.

The clothes on the two of them were completely shattered, turning into countless pieces of cloth and flying all over the sky.

In this flip, neither of the two backed down!

"How is it possible?" Wang Jie, who had always been calm and composed, showed a shocked look, Wen Qingye actually tied with him?

Wang Jie took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the surprise in his heart, and quickly approached Wen Qingye, his palm kept patting towards Wen Qingye.

Wen Qingye did not evade, stretched out his fist, and completely hit the hard.

"Bang bang bang!"

The figures of the two in the air were constantly staggered, and the bursting vitality was constantly discharging around.

"This newcomer is too powerful, isn't it?"

"Why should I wait for the old man who is studying in the inner courtyard?"

"Wang Jie can't help him, why haven't I heard his name before?"

The old people in the inner courtyard were all shocked, there was such a character in the inner courtyard, and they didn't even know it.

The people who were far away on the stone bridge looked at this scene, and they were also shocked in their hearts.

"Okay, good" Wang Tianming was overjoyed when he saw it: "One more person, our Qishan Academy will have more strength"

Nie Qinglan smiled silently, nodded secretly in her heart, and said, "Wen Qingye's potential has not been developed to the maximum, I think he should still have a chance to continue to climb."

"Is this true?" Wang Tianming opened his eyes and hurriedly asked.

Yan Shanjun nodded beside him, "This is true."

After Wang Tianming heard this, his eyes looked at Wen Qingye tightly, "In that case, we still have a chance in Qishan Academy."

...........

Wang Jie became more and more courageous the more he fought, and his palms were invincible with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying.

Wen Qingye still did not back down, his Tianxing fist was able to block Wang Jie, Wen Qingye was waiting, one blow, then declining, three and exhausted, he was waiting for Wang Jie's momentum to slowly converge.

Wang Jie and Yan Chuxue are both refining gods in the double heaven, Wang Jie is the peak of the double heaven, and Wen Qingye has to feel tricky.

Suddenly, Wen Qingye noticed a trace of Wang Jie's tiredness, and a gleam suddenly erupted in his eyes.

"Life and death, don't destroy the liver and sausage!"

The black and white airflow emerged again, but this time the breath spread to the heavens, and everyone trembled in their hearts, and they felt that this trick was not bad.

A black and white air flow appeared behind Wen Qingye, slowly converging to form a gossip shape.

"Snort!"

Yinfa flew towards Wang Jie, and the air was shaken by Yinfa and made a strange sound.

"Divine Mighty Heavenly Thunder Palm Seventh Form!"

Wang Jie's teeth were tight, knowing that Wen Qingye's move was not bad, he didn't dare to be careless at the moment, and directly used his most powerful move.

The sky is thundering!

At the time of the lightning and stone fire, the entire Yan Ling Pond was completely wrapped in thunder, black and white aura.

Bang! Bang!

There was an earth-shattering loud sound in the void, and an incomparable storm of qi burst out from the sky above the Yanling Pool, sweeping in all directions.

"Ahh

Wang Jie felt a heavy blow to his chest, and the whole person flew to the shore like a kite with a broken string, and the ground was knocked into a huge hole.

Quiet!

It's quiet all around!

Everyone looked at the young man in the air with an indifferent expression and a thunderous expression, and his eyes were full of incredulity and shock.

Wen Qingye's face was a little pale, and he stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Wang Jie slowly stood up, got up slowly, looked at Wen Qingye with unwillingness, "Okay, although I lost today, it doesn't mean that I really lost, this battle is not over"

"I'm waiting for you at any time," Wen Qingye looked like an ancient well, and said softly with his hands behind his back.

Shen Yanxing looked at Wen Qingye in surprise, as if there was a stormy wave in his heart, and when he was half-ringing, Shen Yanxing's eyes rolled sharply, and he counted on his heart.

Yan Chuxue frowned, and it was difficult to accept it in her heart for a while, Wen Qingye's strength was improving too fast, this result was too unexpected for her.

Originally, I thought that Wen Qingye had gone all out to fight against him, but now it seems that it is not at all.

Yan Chuxue couldn't help but think of that day, Wen Qing's cultivation was still practicing qi at night, and he worked hard to participate in the assessment, he was his examiner, but in an instant, he had already surpassed himself.

Yan Chuxue's nose wrinkled, and she secretly said in her heart, this Wen Qingye's potential is really powerful, if Situ Haoming and Wu Jing knew about it, would they regret it?

Wen Qingye was full of joy at this time, and when he was fighting with Wang Jie, the Yanling Golden Water was catalyzing more rapidly, and Wen Qingye's cultivation continued to grow every minute and every second.

"Snort!"

Suddenly, Yan Lingtan seemed to be boiling again, and everyone felt the scorching temperature, and they all felt a pang in their hearts, their bodies shook, and their eyes stared at Yan Lingtan.

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