The strength shown by Zhao Yi has completely shocked everyone in the hall.

Several Yuan Infant Pre-Realm cultivators were so vulnerable in front of Zhao Yi.

Moreover, at this time, Zhao Yi took the initiative to kill, showing his might, which was extremely amazingly powerful.

The remaining cultivators of the Yuan Infant Realm of the Cultivation Alliance felt the threat of life and death.

And Zhao Yi was trying to try his results after a year of cultivation in the killing battlefield at this time.

Before, he was in the Martial Palace, and he didn't need to use his real power at all.

Because, those opponents are too weak.

These cultivators in the middle stage of the Yuan Infant Realm in front of them were able to use their true power a little.

"That's right, I'm going to use you to measure my true strength today!"

Zhao Yi said lightly.

Rumble!

And his voice fell, and the attack had already landed on a cultivator in the middle of the Yuan Infant Realm.

Naturally, the other party also condensed the attack.

It's just that his attack was easily destroyed by Zhao Yi, and he couldn't resist Zhao Yi's attack at all.

Burst!

This cultivator in the middle of the Yuan Infant Realm was knocked into the air and was seriously injured and vomited blood on the spot.

"Let's shoot!"

The rest of the cultivators in the middle stage of the Yuan Infant realm reacted, and at the same time condensed their attacks, bombarding Zhao Yi.

In an instant, Zhao Yi was overwhelmed by the terrifying attack energy.

However, these cultivators of the Cultivation Alliance's Yuan Infant Middle Realm were not happy when they saw Zhao Yi rushing out from the endless attack.

Except for a few small wounds on his body, he looked like he was nothing.

Palm the town of mountains and rivers!

Zhao Yi rushed out, without hesitation, and used the first form of the seven-grade spirit technique "Zhentian Spirit Technique".

In Zhao Yi's view, if you want to start from the first type and step into the realm of Xiaocheng, the only way to do it is to use it more in actual combat.

Relying on perception alone, progress is slow.

Therefore, as soon as Zhao Yi had the opportunity, he used this palm.

Not only is it powerful, but it can also be used as a practice.

However, any move of the Seven-Rank Spirit Technique "Zhentian Spirit Technique" will consume a huge amount of power.

Fortunately, Zhao Yi has an astonishing internal force.

Moreover, with the "Bagu Xingchen Jue", the recovery of strength is also extremely fast.

As a result, every time Zhao Yi shot out with his palm, a Yuan Infant Realm cultivator was seriously injured.

Soon, in the entire hall, only Li Hu on the main seat remained.

The rest have been seriously injured by Zhao Yiyi's Zhangzhen Shanhe.

At this time, Zhao Yi was standing in the center of the hall, surrounded by Yuan Infant Realm cultivators who were seriously injured and fell to the ground.

They no longer have the power to fight, nor can they afford to flee anymore.

They could only pin their hopes on Li Hu in the late Yuan Infant Realm.

If Li Hu is defeated, then they can only wait for death!

Before, they felt that Zhao Yi was arrogant and ignorant.

At this moment, they realized that it was themselves who were truly arrogant and ignorant.

Zhao Yi squinted his eyes, as if he was feeling something, and was immersed in a mysterious realm.

At this moment, he faintly touched the realm of Xiaocheng in the palm of the town.

If he can achieve the realm of small success in the mountains and rivers of Zhangzhen, Zhao Yi can definitely slap these cultivators in the middle stage of the Yuan Infant realm in front of him with one palm.

And not just seriously injure them.

"This kid is actually comprehending martial arts. ”

"He's borrowing our hands to hone his martial arts, damn it!"

Li Hu shouted angrily.

At this moment, he had obviously understood.

However, Zhao Yi despised him so much, which naturally made him feel extremely angry.

Li Hu could also see that Zhao Yi was obviously in a wonderful state.

Therefore, he had to take action immediately to interrupt Zhao Yi's mysterious state.

"Boy, you have made so many palms, and now, your strength is almost exhausted, how can you be my opponent?"

"Now, come and take my hand. ”

"Let you see how powerful a cultivator in the late Yuan Infant Realm is, and it is definitely no match for a waste like you. ”

Li Hu drank loudly, and he had already flown over from the main seat, turned his palm into a knife, and slashed straight down at the top of Zhao Yi's head.

Li Hu struck out the palm knife, rolled the spiritual power, condensed into a spiritual power big knife, and slashed at Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi was in it, and there was nowhere to avoid it.

"Soul Breaker!"

What Li Hu used was the Soul Breaking Palm.

It is a four-grade spiritual skill, and he has already cultivated to the realm of Dacheng.

It is his mastery, which is very powerful and terrifying.

With a single palm, the shadow of the soul-breaking knife manifests, which can cut the soul and destroy the soul.

At this moment, Zhao Yi felt an amazing pressure.

At the same time, the danger was also felt.

"It is worthy of the late Yuan Infant realm, a small realm higher, but the strength is not a level at all. ”

Zhao Yi was amazed in his heart.

He found that the more he went to the later realm, the more terrifying and amazing the power he could exert became.

With a palm, Li Hu already had a slight vision of heaven and earth, which was extremely amazing.

Zhao Yi had nowhere to avoid it, but to face it head-on.

"Palm the mountains and rivers!"

Zhao Yi greeted it with a palm, and it was still the first form of the seven-grade spiritual technique "Zhentian Spirit Technique".

It just so happened that he had a trace of understanding in his heart, and he gave birth to a mysterious feeling.

Zhao Yi is now in this state of about to break through.

And at this time, it is necessary to be stimulated by external forces.

Therefore, Zhao Yi was desperate and continued to use the trick of Zhangzhen Shanhe to fight against Li Hu.

Boom, boom, boom!

Li Hu's palm slapped down.

Zhao Yi tried his best to resist.

Every time, he used the trick of controlling the mountains and rivers.

However, it is only a trick of the entry realm, and its power is limited.

Therefore, after resisting more than ten palms, Zhao Yi began to be defeated, and was bombarded by Li Hu to vomit blood again and again, constantly retreating, and even cracks appeared on the ground.

If it continues like this, I am afraid that there will be a danger of falling!

In fact, Zhao Yi has other means at his disposal.

But he wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to control the mountains and rivers of the first form of the seven-grade spiritual technique "Zhentian Spirit Technique" and break through to the realm of Xiaocheng.

"Come again!"

Zhao Yi spit out a mouthful of blood, and did not have the slightest intention of retreating, but rose to the danger and continued to make his palm.

Rumble!

Once again, Zhao Yi was repulsed, and even his flesh was so strong, there were cracks.

Blood flowed down, leaving him on the ground, leaving blood-colored footprints behind.

"Come back!"

However, Zhao Yi's body trembled lightly at this time, and he was already a little unstable on his feet.

However, he still took a step and slapped it with one palm.

Burst!

This time, Zhao Yi was directly knocked away, and his strong body was almost destroyed.

Only by relying on the sword of martial arts did he finally stabilize his body and not fall.

It's just that anyone can see that Zhao Yi's physical condition is very bad and he will fall down at any time.

I'm afraid that as long as Li Hu slaps again, Zhao Yi will be killed on the spot.

"Great, we're finally saved. ”

"Zhao Yi is dead!"

"As long as Boss Li gives him another palm, his body will be shattered. ”

A group of mid-Yuan Infant realm cultivators who were seriously injured on the ground all felt happy when they saw this scene.

At this moment, they clearly saw the hope of survival.

"Zhao Yi, I didn't expect that you would be able to take so many palms from me!"

"But that's all there, the last palm, send you on your way!"

Li Hu shouted loudly and slashed with one palm.

(End of chapter)