Chang Tyranny's holy power poured out, exuding a tyrannical aura like a violent tiger, his eyes gradually turned red, and his forehead was also bruised.

His face was hideous, like a vicious beast that could burst out at any moment.

"yes, that's a coincidence. Chang smiled brutally, revealing a chilling breath all over his body, "Kill you, Lao Tzu can still go to receive merit." ”

As soon as the words fell, he kicked his legs and shot out like a cannonball, the speed was so fast that it set off a gust of wind, and in an instant, he appeared in front of Qin Ya, his palms were filled with cyan energy, and the qi was intertwined, like a bear's paw.

Suddenly, it was like a huge mountain pressing down on Qin Ya!

"Meritorious service, naïve!"

Qin Ya shook his head, didn't even raise his head, and threw a punch lightly.

This punch is pitifully small compared to the giant palm that is often violent.

In a trance, Chang Violent seemed to see the tragic scene of Qin Ya being slapped into pulp by him, the bloodthirsty color in his eyes became thicker, and the speed in his hands became faster.

Bang......

The fists and palms were handed over, like thunder exploding, and the layers of qi spread violently.

The ground under the feet of the two collapsed in an instant, and cracks like spider webs spread, dozens of feet long, and the big trees were also cut off and collapsed in an instant.

"Ahh

A miserable scream rang out, and I saw that the cyan energy lingering on Chang Tyranny's giant palm collapsed in an instant, Qin Ya's fist smashed on his palm, and a huge force exploded, and the bones of his hand clicked, and immediately shattered, and the flesh and blood collapsed.

"This little bit of strength, I also want to take credit?"

Qin Ya shook his head, turned his fist into a palm, and directly grabbed his wrist, the green tendons of his arm burst out, like a dormant dragon, each containing terrifying power.

Suddenly, Chang Tyranny's body was easily thrown up, like a rag thrown around by Qin Ya, the earth shook, and it was smashed out of holes.

Chang Storm felt that the world in front of him was constantly shaking and dizzy.

At the same time, the sharp pain hit his mind, and he almost collapsed, and with one last blow, he fainted without even making a wail.

Qin Ya threw Chang Storm away like garbage, clapped his hands, the holy power worked, took the storage ring in his hand, and took out the small sword.

In the first round, it passed almost without pressure.

At this time, a disciple of the Xuanyun Holy Land happened to pass by, and when he saw Chang Storm lying on the ground, his pupils suddenly shrank, revealing an incredible expression.

"Oh my God...... Isn't this Senior Brother Chang?"

He hurriedly walked over, checked the injury, and suddenly gasped, his bones were shattered, and his internal organs were bleeding in many places, this kind of injury was like being hit by someone with a mountain again and again, almost ravaging.

You must know that Chang Tyrant is a famous Tianjiao in the Xuanyun Holy Land, and his combat power is extremely good, even if he encounters the Six Seals Sage, he has the strength to fight.

can beat him like this, that person's combat power can be imagined.

In an instant, he looked at Qin Ya.

"Boy, you can see who is here. "In this disciple's opinion, he can beat Chang Violent into this appearance and cultivate to at least a six-seal saint.

And Qin Ya is just a Three Seal Sage.

How could a saint of this rank do such a thing?

And Qin Ya glanced at him indifferently and said, "From just now to now, except for you, there is only me, well, what else is Chang Violent here." ”

"Nonsense. The Xuanyun disciple immediately snorted coldly and said, "How can a sage like you defeat Senior Brother Chang, it's just nonsense." ”

"If you don't believe it, forget it. Qin Ya said indifferently, and then wanted to leave.

But the disciple's face sank and he said, "Hugh and go, make your words clear." ”

After speaking, his figure moved, and rushed out like a wisp of wind.

"Well, presumptuous!"

Qin Ya drank coldly, and his eyes revealed a trace of coldness.

In an instant, a very powerful momentum suddenly erupted, as if a hurricane and tsunami had suddenly erupted in the originally calm sea.

That momentum...... It almost crushed this disciple's mind!

"This ...... How is this possible!"

"He's just a Three Seal Sage, how can he have this kind of momentum!"

The disciple froze in place, trembling all over, and did not dare to step forward again.

And Qin Ya glanced at him indifferently, and his tone was like an eternal iceberg: "The etiquette of Xuanyun's disciples needs to be strengthened, Bai Qingya is like this, and so are you disciples, hmph, it's really crooked on the top and crooked on the bottom." ”

Hearing this, the disciple's heart became even more frightened.

Calling the name of the strongest in the Holy Land, and there is no half respect in his tone.

This...... Where the hell did this freak come from?

Qin Ya glanced at this disciple coldly, then turned around and left.

And after he left, the disciple suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but there was still a sense of horror in his heart, "What kind of person is this guy?" ”

Qin Ya, who defeated Chang Storm and obtained the small sword, was not in a hurry to go back.

Instead, they were wandering around.

In the sky, in the mountains and forests, there are amazing breath fluctuations from time to time, that is, the various Tianjiao are fighting each other, this kind of grand event, rare in a hundred years.

Suddenly, an astonishing sword aura suddenly broke through the air towards Qin Ya.

"Hmm......" Qin Yayu's eyebrows frowned slightly, and then he easily dodged.

With a whoosh, the sword qi fell to the ground.

I saw that a crack hundreds of zhang long was suddenly cut on the ground, and the surrounding of the crack was filled with cold air, condensing a large area of frost.

Wherever the cold passes, everything withers.

"It's amazingly cold. Qin Ya showed a hint of surprise.

The power of this sword qi is no longer inferior to that of the Eight Seal Sages.

He raised his eyes and saw a white-clothed young man standing high in the air, the young man was holding a long sword, his face was handsome, and his body exuded a cold ice and snow sword aura.

In front of him was a young man in a black robe.

It's just that this young man is not very good at this time, his face is pale, and he is covered in a layer of frost, and in the frost, there is a little bit of red blood.

"The name of the sword in the Cangxue Holy Land is indeed worthy of its name. ”

"I threw in the towel. ”

The young man in black smiled bitterly, then took out the small sword and handed it to the sword.

Cangxue Sword Bai Yuexuan took the little sword and smiled, "Agreed." ”

Immediately, his figure moved, and he hurriedly came to Qin Ya, and after seeing that he was not injured, he seemed to be relieved, and smiled apologetically: "The battle with Brother Lin just now was quite fierce, which affected this son, and I ask you to bear with me." ”

When Qin Ya heard this, the faint trace of fire in his heart instantly vanished.

He smiled faintly and said, "It's okay, I accidentally broke into the competition between the two of you next, strictly speaking, it should be me who fought abruptly." ”

"Brother Tai is polite, in the snow sage Bai Yuexuan. ”

"Qingyu Holy Land, Qin Ya. ”

"Brother Qin. ”

The two had some similar temperaments, so they simply cruised around as companions.

Within half a day, they had seen no less than 30 Tianjiao competitions.

(End of chapter)