"Chu Qingyun, you ...... Damn!"

The third-level martial sect was defeated by a first-level martial sect.

This made Xue Ji embarrassed and angry, and his face became extremely ugly.

He flipped his hand, and suddenly took out a drop of origin power, which was suspended above the palm of his hand, and was about to be used.

The power of the source is very precious.

And for a martial artist, using the power of the origin means that there is a real life-and-death fight, and there is little room for maneuver.

But at this time, Xue Ji was annoyed and angry, but he didn't think about it so much at all.

In his mind, there was only one thought left now, that is, to kill Chu Qingyun and shame him!

And saw that Xue Ji took out the power of the origin.

Chu Qingyun was also shocked in his heart, and instantly took out the last drop of his origin power from the storage ring.

An even more tragic war seems to be on the verge of breaking out.

And at this moment, below the two of them, a cold shout suddenly sounded, "Xue Ji, stop!"

The one who drank Xue Ji was naturally the leader of the Xue family, Xue Yong.

Using the power of the Origin, it is equivalent to playing for real, not only is there no room for maneuver, but it is also easy to suffer casualties.

It's like two people fighting each other with machetes and sharp weapons, which is definitely more likely to cause casualties than fighting with wooden sticks.

And the two of them, no matter which side really has casualties, the consequences will become very troublesome.

Xue Yong just wanted to arrest Chu Qingyun back to show that the majesty of the Xue family could not be touched lightly, and to show the majesty of Tianxiang Mansion.

It's just a kind of battle for face.

But if it's really scrapped and killed, it's not, it can be easily settled.

Catching up with Xue Yong's somewhat stern gaze, Xue Ji trembled, although he was very unwilling, he still gritted his teeth and put away the power of the origin.

"It seems that I can only come and do it myself......"

Xue Yong sighed lightly, his figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye, he flew into the air.

Seeing that Xue Yong was about to make a move.

Everyone in the Xue family couldn't help but clench their fists, and their hearts instantly became a little complicated.

Xue Yong, he is a fourth-level martial sect, a powerhouse in the Earth Sect realm!

Martial Sect Realm martial artists, limited by the thinness of Heavenly Yuan Qi, the speed of cultivation is very slow on the whole.

Therefore, every realm can stop a lot of people.

And the Human Sect Realm, the Earth Sect Realm, and the Heavenly Sect Realm, these three intermediate realms, have stopped more people.

Being able to reach the realm of the Earth Sect, in the realm of the Martial Sect, can already be regarded as a strong person.

Such a strong man made a move to deal with a young man who had just broken through to the first-level martial sect.

Even if they win, those people in the Xue family will only feel dull on their faces, and they will not have any excitement and surprise.

Xue Yong naturally knew this, but he couldn't help it, the third-level Martial Sect Xue Ji had lost, and now only he could deal with Chu Qingyun.

"Chu Qingyun, stop it, your strength is indeed very strong, you can beat the third-level Martial Sect, but I am a fourth-level Martial Sect, you have no chance!"

Xue Yong stood in mid-air, staring at Chu Qingyun, and said in a deep voice.

A breath that was so powerful that it made people palpitate was also gradual, emanating from him.

The aura of the fourth-level martial sect made the heaven and earth yuan force in the sky seem to be solidified.

And Chu Qingyun felt an extremely oppressive pressure, making his breathing seem to be suppressed.

The fourth-level Martial Sect is obviously much stronger than the third-level Martial Sect!

However, on the contrary, it aroused the slightest trace of war intent in Chu Qingyun's heart.

He had just broken through to the first-level Martial Sect, and even defeated the second-level Martial Sect and the third-level Martial Sect, and now he also wanted to see how strong the fourth-level Martial Sect, the Earth Sect Realm powerhouse, could be!

"I've never had that habit of being caught with my hands tied, and if you want to catch me, you have to show some skills first!"

After all that is said.

Chu Qingyun's body suddenly erupted with a fierce sword intent, and under the pressure of the aura of the fourth-level martial sect, a space was forcefully propped up.

"Okay, in that case, then I'll arrest you back today!"

"Take me!"

Xue Yong's face was slightly gloomy, and the qi of the fourth-level martial sect was strong, and it burst out in an instant.

He stretched out his palm, and the yuan power surged, condensing into a dazzling hundred-meter giant palm, and grabbed Chu Qingyun more than a thousand meters away.

Between the giant palms, a vast and majestic palm intent permeated the air, suppressing the edge of Chu Qingyun's sword intent by a few points.

That is, the palm of the intermediate perfection!

The hundred-meter giant palm is not too big, and when it comes out, it is also silent, and there is no special momentum.

But being shrouded by this palm, Chu Qingyun felt a suffocating feeling in an instant, as if the entire heavenly dome was pressed over with this palm.

Celestial Dragon Spirit.

The Five Hells Secret Method.

Even the sword intent of the mid-level Dacheng.

Under this palm, they were all greatly suppressed, and there was a feeling of great powerlessness.

"Heaven-breaking sword intent!"

Under the huge pressure, Chu Qingyun gritted his teeth and condensed his sword intent and strength, and attacked it with a sword.

Hundreds of meters of sword light burst out, flashed, and instantly slashed into the hand of the Yuan Force giant.

But the moment he made contact, Chu Qingyun's face immediately changed greatly, and his arms trembled slightly involuntarily.

From the giant hand of the Yuan Force, he felt that an unusually powerful force was impacting his body along the sword light.

And that sword light, under the hands of Yuan Li Ju, only lasted for a moment before it shattered.

The moment when the sword light burst.

Chu Qingyun's body was hit hard, and he couldn't stop his body, and he retreated more than a thousand meters in the air, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Hit with a blow!

The palm of the fourth-level martial sect is actually as strong as this!

"The Yuan Force of the Fourth-level Martial Sect, the palm of the Intermediate Perfection, is really very powerful, far surpassing the Third-level Martial Sect!"

Chu Qingyun sighed secretly in his heart.

Facing the previous palm, even he had a feeling of unshakable and powerlessness in his heart.

There are three realms missing, and there is a whole person in the realm of the sect, and this kind of perception is like a chasm, and it is difficult to make up for it at all.

"The fourth-level Martial Sect is much stronger than the third-level Martial Sect. ”

"If you can, break through the sword intent to a high level, comprehend a stronger sky-breaking sword intent, and then raise the Five Hells Secret Method, at least to the stage of the Martial Sect Realm, maybe you can still fight with this person, but now...... There is no chance of winning at all!"

"I can only escape!"

Under the hand-to-hand, the high and low judgments are made.

Chu Qingyun also understood that with his current strength, he was not at all the opponent of a fourth-level martial sect like Xue Yong.

And he is not the kind of person who knows that the enemy is invincible, but still fights desperately.

The first-level martial sect that had just broken through, and it was not a shame to run away in front of the fourth-level martial sect.

"Heaven-breaking sword intent!"

After making a decision, Chu Qingyun couldn't bother to wipe the blood from his mouth, and with a wave of his hand, a dazzling sword light slashed towards Xue Yong.

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