Inside the main hall.

"Young man, you're really good, how many years have I been, I haven't seen anyone who can defeat the 9 bronze men in front of me, and I want this old bone to appear. ”

The gray-robed old man showed a look of appreciation for Qin Yi, and then said, "I still remember, the last time I appeared, I was the sect master of the Immortal Trace of the Battle Demon. ”

Qin Yi stood in front of the gray-robed old man in a daze, his heart was very shocked, he never dreamed that the 10th Great Bronze Man turned out to be a big living person, and he had also fought with the Sect Master of the Demon Immortal Wizard.

"Then may I ask the senior, what was the result of your battle with the Demon Immortal Trace Sect Master?"

Qin Yi was very curious about this question.

He didn't know how strong the sect master of the Demon Immortal Trail was, but he could feel that the gray robe in front of him was unimaginably powerful.

"The Sect Master of the Wizard of Magic is very strong, but it is slightly worse than me. ”

The gray-robed old man said lightly.

What the?

Once, even the sect master of the Demon Immortal Trail was defeated at the hands of the gray-robed old man in front of him.

At this moment, no adjective could describe Qin Yi's shock.

At the same time, he was bitter in his heart, even the sect master of the Demon Immortal Trail was defeated, how could he win?

"You don't have to be frightened by the battle between me and the Sect Master of the Demon Trace Immortal in the past, you know, if I fight with you, I will suppress my cultivation to the same level as you, in my opinion, you are slightly stronger than the Sect Master of the Demon Trace Immortal. ”

The gray-robed old man said with a light smile.

He is actually stronger than the sect master of the Demon Wonderland!

Qin Yi was stunned.

However, he quickly figured out the meaning of the gray-robed old man's words, and the gray-robed old man was referring to the fact that the Demon Immortal Trace Sect Master was slightly stronger when he was at the same level as himself.

If it is at the current level of the Demon Miracle, even if there are ten of them, they are definitely not his opponents!

Qin Yi knew very well that he was slightly stronger than the Demon Immortal Trace Sect Master of the same level, that was a reasonable thing, you must know that he not only possessed the two major elemental seeds of earth and fire, but also possessed the Immortal Ancient Peerless Sect such as the Heavenly Demon Seven Styles.

"Alright, let's get started. ”

The gray-robed old man was very simple, and after a few words of conversation, he waved his hand at Qin Yi, at this moment, his cultivation had been suppressed to the same level as Qin Yi.

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

Facing the gray-robed old man, Qin Yi didn't dare to have the slightest carelessness, as soon as he made a move, it was a strong martial art like "Three Styles of Tyrant and Killing", and the "Praise Father's Step" under his feet was exerted to the extreme, and in an instant, he rushed to the front of the gray-robed old man, and punched out, directly knocking the gray-robed old man through.

Well?

It was the shadow of the gray-robed old man who hit!

Qin Yi's heart sank.

Such a scene was only encountered during the battle against King Senluo in the underworld.

You must know that the gray-robed old man's current cultivation has been suppressed to the same level as Qin Yi, a cultivator in the middle of the 8th realm of the Xuan Dao, and he has such an amazing speed.

"It's okay. ”

Behind him, the voice of the gray-robed old man was heard.

Qin Yi turned his head suddenly, only to see the gray-robed old man standing there with an indifferent expression.

Such a powerful martial arts as "Three Styles of Tyrant and Killing", in the eyes of the gray-robed old man, it turned out to be only "okay"!

Qin Yi felt powerless, and the two major elemental seeds of earth and fire in the dantian suddenly burst into flames. In an instant, Qin Yi's strength and physique defense doubled.

"Tyrant Killing Three Styles - Second Style!"

"Tyrant Killing Three Styles - Third Style!"

Next, Qin Yi played two types of domineering kills in a row, but unfortunately, he still only hit the shadow of the gray-robed old man.

is usually almost terrifying in "Three Styles of Tyrant and Killing", but at this moment, he didn't even touch the placket of the gray-robed old man.

The gray-robed old man looked calm: "Your three styles are not bad, and they can be compared with the Demon Miracle Sect Master in the past." Next, it's my turn to strike. ”

In an instant, on the gray-robed old man's body, the inner strength of the Xuan Dao rushed out, like a monstrous wave, making the entire hall slightly twisted.

"It's terrifying!"

Qin Yi felt the endless coercion, which made him breathless.

"Huh!"

The gray-robed old man's big hand slashed, seemingly directly shattering a space, and abruptly slashed on Qin Yi's chest.

In an instant, Qin Yi felt a breath of death, only to feel that the bones in his body were almost scattered by this palm, and the whole person flew out sideways and fell to the ground.

There was a burst of blood in his chest, and Qin Yi couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

The palm of the gray-robed old man, both in speed and strength, had reached a terrifying realm.

You must know that the earth elemental seeds are also burning in the dantian, and the physique defense is doubled, and it is even split to vomit blood.

"Hey, young man, your physique defense is much stronger than the Sect Master of the Demon Trace Immortal Trail in the past, relatively speaking, you must know that the Sect Master of the Demon Trace Immortal Trace in the past was severely injured by my palm. ”

The gray-robed old man had a look of horror on his face.

Qin Yi was also shocked, in the duel between the gray-robed old man and the sect master of the Demon Immortal Trail in the past, this gray-robed man actually hit the sect master of the Demon Immortal Wizard hard with just one palm!

Suddenly.

"Take me again!"

The gray-robed old man drank coldly, and with a big hand, the palm strength was even greater than the previous palm, and the space of the entire hall was violently twisted.

Qin Yi didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and hurriedly entered the ethereal state, and in an instant, he saw clearly the trajectory of the gray-robed old man's palm, which was actually like a huge python, winding in.

"It's a perfect hand, it's impossible to tell where he's going to split!"

Qin Yi was horrified, and he exerted his father's steps to the limit, and the whole person disappeared directly in place. The palm of the gray-robed old man finally split into the air this time.

"Huh......"

The gray-robed old man was surprised.

"Slap me!"

An indifferent voice came from somewhere: "Heavenly Demon Seven Forms—First Style!"

The left hand of the Heavenly Demon, which seemed to be from the Immortal Gu, shattered endless time and space, and patted the body of the gray-robed old man firmly, and with one palm, the gray-robed old man was slapped away.

No matter how strong the gray-robed old man is, after all, he can't resist the great god of heaven in the ancient years, and the mastery left behind.

At this moment, Qin Yi's chest was full of battle intent, his movements did not stop, he stepped on the steps of his father, chased the gray-robed old man who was flying sideways, and burst out.

"Heavenly Demon Seven Forms—Second Style!"

The second form of the Heavenly Demon Seven Styles was suddenly beaten by Qin Yi without the slightest reservation.

"Boom!"

The gray-robed old man fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string, his whole body was already cracked, and he looked a little miserable.

The old man in the gray robe is defeated!

The mysterious and powerful gray-robed old man once severely injured the sect master of the Demon Immortal Trail, but at this moment, he was defeated by Qin Yi!

"Heavenly Demon Seven Styles" is a super attack martial art left over from the Immortal Ancient Era, and Qin Yi's full force blow, even if he is as strong as an old man in a gray robe, he can't resist it.

The gray-robed old man got up from the ground and looked at the young man in front of him, his face full of horror and disbelief.

"Haha!"

Suddenly.

The gray-robed old man laughed: "How many years, I haven't been defeated, young man, I really haven't looked away, you are indeed stronger than the sect master of the Demon Immortal Trace." ”

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