After all his domineering "Tai Chi Fengtian Gun" has been performed, this kid is still standing here so calmly, even his clothes are still unusually neat, not like he has just fought fiercely, this is not an illusion, what is it?

"Boy, from beginning to end, you are just dodging, there is no chance to fight back at all, I can't see where you are strong at all? Moreover, you can dodge all my "Tai Chi Sealing Heavenly Spear", and it is just luck, what qualifications do you have to guide my cousin?"

Duan Ziyu roared, full of black hair, dancing wildly, until now, he had not been able to dry this young man, and his heart was full of unwillingness.

"Cousin, don't fight, you're not Qin Yi's opponent at all!"

A coquettish voice suddenly sounded on the edge of the martial arts arena.

The person who spoke was none other than Xuanlan.

After fighting like this, she couldn't help it anymore, with a graceful body, Huo Ran stood up: "Cousin, can't you see it? Qin Yi is giving you face and making you lose too embarrassed!"

What the?

Qin Yi is just giving Duan Ziyu face!

As soon as Xuan Lan's words came out, the entire audience was in an uproar, and all the people looked as if they had seen a ghost.

Duan Ziyu in the center of the martial arts arena suddenly stiffened, and then, the muscles on his face twisted weirdly.

The next moment.

"Toad, you give me death!"

Duan Ziyu roared, there was no adjective, he could describe his wounded and crazy heart, he shot a bronze spear, and once again towards Qin Yi, frantically killing him.

His eyes were slightly condensed, looking at Duan Ziyu who had gone completely crazy, Qin Yi sighed helplessly, if he didn't completely defeat him, he would never think that he was qualified to guide Xuanlan.

"The Three Styles of Tyranny - the First Style!"

Qin Yi no longer dodged, and began to fight back, Duan Ziyu's cultivation could only break through to the middle of the six realms of the sect, even if he had a medium-grade holy weapon, it was far from Qin Yi's one-level existence, and it was enough to face him with the self-created martial arts of "Three Styles of Tyranny".

This punch is simple and clear, but it is completely integrated into the natural avenue, and it is natural, and even the surrounding space is affected by the power of this punch, forming a strange ripple.

Qin Yi's fist, as hard as steel, slammed directly into Duan Ziyu's bronze spear.

"Peng!"

The fists and guns intersected, and the sound of impact was deafening!

Duan Ziyu only felt that the power coming from that fist was enough to make his arm numb, and even the tiger's mouth was cracked, and his whole person suddenly retreated several big steps before he could stabilize his position.

However, Qin Yi did not move at all, his clothes were hunting, and his black hair was dancing wildly.

With this punch alone, it is already clear who is strong and who is weak.

However, Qin Yi's attack did not stop because of this, the soles of his feet were on the ground, and with a slight stamp, the whole person exploded towards Duan Ziyu, and the second form of the three types of hegemony was killed, and then it was hit.

Looking at the void that seemed to have been directly shattered, and in an instant, it hit the fist in front of him, Duan Ziyu didn't have time to react, but subconsciously raised the bronze spear to block it.

"Peng!"

Qin Yi slammed his fist on the bronze spear, and the bronze spear trembled, if it wasn't for a medium-grade holy weapon, I was afraid that even the barrel of the gun would have been played with by this punch.

"Look for death!"

Duan Ziyu's eyes were red, he roared, and shot at Qin Yi with a bronze spear, the bronze spear pierced through the void, the killing intent was monstrous, and the Tai Chi image on the head of the spear suddenly expanded to a diameter of ten zhang wide, and shrouded Qin Yi fiercely, and the powerful sealing power was formed again.

"Tyrant Killing Three Styles - Third Style!"

In the young man's cold cheer, he threw a third punch, and with one punch, the ten-zhang wide Tai Chi image was shattered, however, his fist did not stop, and hit Duan Ziyu's chest directly.

The moment his fist touched Duan Ziyu's chest, Qin Yi suddenly retracted part of his strength.

Despite this, Duan Ziyu still felt like a huge mountain, slamming into his chest, and that punch, like a fist of death, made him smell death in an instant.

He couldn't compete with this force at all, the whole person seemed to be a leaf, without the slightest weight, flying out dozens of feet away and falling to the ground.

He felt that the ribs in his chest were shattered by this punch, and in his chest, the qi and blood were churning, and he was extremely uncomfortable.

"Wow!"

Because he felt quite embarrassed, Duan Ziyu endured it for a while, but in the end he couldn't hold it back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

What the?

Duan Ziyu is defeated!

Or was defeated by Qin Yi's three punches!

Just three punches, not much for one punch!

In the entire martial arts arena, it was so quiet that it was almost audible.

All the people, Huo Ran stood up, looked at Duan Ziyu who was lying on the ground with a shocked face, and looked at the young man who was standing there proudly, his face was always calm.

And Xuan Lan in the crowd closed her eyes in a little pain, and couldn't bear to look at such an ending, in fact, she had long expected such a situation to happen.

"I'm grass, Brother Duan actually lost, or three punches, he was defeated, this is an illusion, right?"

After a while, a cautious voice finally broke the silence of the martial arts arena, and for a while, there was a commotion in the entire martial arts arena.

"Oh my God, hallucination, this is definitely an illusion!"

"My idol, I was defeated with three punches, I went to the toilet and cried, no one should pull me!"

“......”

Qin Yi defeated Duan Ziyu with three punches, such an ending is really heartbreaking, the Xuan family is unacceptable, and I can't bear to look at it directly!

And the high-level members of the Xuan family, including Xuan Changge, the head of the Xuan family, are all sitting there in despair, Duan Ziyu is in the Xuan family, which is second only to Xuan Lan's existence, however, in Qin Yi's hands, he can't even get out of the three punches!

What's more important is that this young man from the Holy See of Kyushu has a cultivation talent that can break through to the middle of the half-step of the five realms of the sect, which is more than a big realm lower than Duan Ziyu.

Click!

Qin Yi's footsteps sounded in the martial arts arena.

He walked towards Duan Ziyu on the ground step by step, with a faint smile on his face, his steps had a wonderful charm, and with each step, the space around the soles of his feet was slightly distorted.

"What are you going to do? Stop!"

Looking at the young man with a faint smile on his face, Duan Ziyu on the ground, the corners of his mouth twitched again, and a touch of vigilance appeared on his somewhat pale face.

This novel comes from reading books