"Oh no! This piece of waste, how can it be so strong?"

Zhou Zihang's face suddenly changed drastically, and he shouted in his heart, and hurriedly mobilized the spiritual power rolling in his body, and slapped his palms forward in unison. Suddenly, the surging palm momentum suddenly surged towards Chu Yi.

Boom!

A stirring air flow suddenly spread out in all directions. Zhou Zihang was extremely frightened to find that he was completely unable to resist Chu Yi's attack, his arms were in severe pain, as if they were about to break, and the whole person was violently blasted out by a mighty surge.

"It's... How is this possible! How could this little brute be like this..."

The qi and blood in Zhou Zihang's body were shocked by Chu Yi's powerful punch. He forcibly resisted the fishy sweetness that surged up his throat, his face was filled with shock and horror that could not be concealed at all, and a storm was set off in his heart.

As an old disciple of the profound realm of the sixfold channel, he was actually cultivated by Chu Yi, who was only cultivated by the ninefold refining body, and broke through the defense with one punch, and was even injured. Zhou Zihang couldn't believe it at all!

Several other people were also stunned by this completely unexpected result.

They originally thought that the powerful Zhou Zihang would attack Chu Yi like dealing with a child, and he could easily abuse and crush him.

However, Zhou Zihang was not Chu Yi's opponent of that little ant, and Chu Yi didn't even seem to use much strength. This kind of completely unreasonable thing made them all stare at Chu Yi with a freak look.

However, the look of surprise on Jun Polong's face faded after a while, replaced by a grim smile, and said, "It's really not simple. If you kid are really just an ordinary nine-fold hillbilly refining body, can you achieve such results in the championship?"

Chu Yi looked directly at Jun Polong, who had a cold face, a smile of indifference hooked up at the corner of his mouth, and said fearlessly: "Since Senior Brother Jun Polong knows this, then don't dwell on this." In this way, it is good for you and for me. ”

Hearing this, Jun Polong seemed to have heard some ridiculous joke, and couldn't help but sneer again and again, his eyes were full of disdain and arrogance, and said: "Hmph, even a little ant like you, dare to threaten Ben Shao? I think you have lost your mind and gone crazy! What can you do if you defeat a few opponents in the cross-border realm, as far as your mere nine-fold garbage cultivation is concerned, you are destined to not be able to make much waves at all!"

What Jun Polong said is not unreasonable. In terms of physical strength, spiritual power quality, exercise grade, etc., they are actually not as strong as the spiritual power level that determines the strength of a spiritual magician.

Indeed, those talented and extraordinary geniuses, with their extremely deep and strong qualifications and combat power, were able to defeat opponents with a spiritual power level higher than themselves in the cross-border realm, but there was always a limit to this. If the difference between the realms of the two sides is too big and too big, even if the side with a low realm has amazing combat power and defy the sky, it will not be able to cross such a huge gap in the realm.

An ordinary genius can fight across one or two realms. A more outstanding genius can generally fight across three or four realms. As for those demons who can compete with the spiritual power level five or six, or even seven or eight levels higher than themselves, they can already be called the pinnacle of heaven and arrogance, even the entire huge Qingzhou, there may not be a few.

In the final analysis, no matter how strong and demonic your talent and qualifications are, if your spiritual power level is too low, you can't do it.

Just now, Chu Yi, who was refining the ninefold body, defeated Zhou Zihang, who was the sixth-fold Tongmai, and he had already crossed the entire sevenfold small realm and defeated the opponent. In Jun Polong's opinion, this was almost the limit of his cross-border battle. How high can a person from the remote, extremely backward Canglang City have the qualifications and combat power to go up?

Therefore, after a brief shock, Jun Polong and the others quickly became contemptuous and disdainful of Chu Yi again. One after another, the arrogant and cold gaze fell on Chu Yi's body, as if looking at a poor lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

However, in the face of these old disciples who had been cultivating in the outer sect of the Heavenly Extreme Sect for several years and had profound strength, Chu Yi did not have the slightest panic or fear. He still calmly looked directly at Jun Polong and his party, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked up with an indifferent arc, and his blazing eyes were surging with blazing essence.

He who has cultivated the "Dragon Emperor Reverse Divine Technique", a supreme inheritance from the Taixu Dragon Emperor, how can he imagine that ordinary people like Jun Polong can imagine?

In their opinion, Chu Yi, who was refining the ninefold body, was able to defeat Zhou Zihang, who was the sixth-fold Tongmai, and had already reached the limit of his strength. However, to this extent, in Chu Yi's opinion, it is far from enough!

It just so happened that he also wanted to take a look at his current strength and how high the realm opponent could compete.

Jun Polong's eyes were full of contempt and pity in Chu Yi's eyes, and he said indifferently: "Lin Yufeng, you go up and give him a lesson that will never be forgotten." If you are in the sevenfold peak realm of the Pulse Realm, and you can't deal with such a waste that has not reached the Connected Pulse Realm, then you don't need to call you a genius of the Lin family to outsiders. ”

A tall and thin young man who followed behind Jun Polong smiled sadly, staring at Chu Yi coldly, like a poisonous snake staring at its prey, and said, "Senior brother, don't worry. Let a lowly waste of Canglang City defeat the noble genius of the Lin family in Qinglong City, this kind of thing will never happen! Hehe, this little waste who doesn't know the height of the sky, it's time to put away all the arrogance! Give me defeat!"

As soon as the words fell, the tall and thin young man named Lin Yufeng disappeared in an instant, like a ghost figure without any weight, floating in front of Chu Yi. A cold and strong palm wind, like a knife blade, slammed towards Chu Yi, and it was amazingly powerful. The air was cut open, and the wind whistled like a ghost, which made people feel creepy.

"What a powerful palm! It is worthy of being a powerhouse of the sevenfold peak realm of the Tongmai!"

Feeling the terrifying power of Lin Yufeng's palm, Chu Yi couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart. In the face of opponents of this level, he must also take it seriously and no longer think about retaining his strength.

"That's enough, Lin Yufeng!

At this moment, a thunderous voice suddenly sounded. A white figure, with the momentum of a meteor catching the moon, instantly swept in front of Chu Yi's body, and blatantly threw a punch, colliding with Lin Yufeng's palm.