Chapter 217: Black-robed youth

"Senior Brother Qin, I admit that you are indeed talented in some aspects, but this does not mean that you can win in the end, now, "Ling Feng Palm" has been beaten by us, and you are indeed stronger than me in this set of "Ling Feng Palm", but next, I will let you see the true majesty of the existence of a Xuan Dao 9 realm. ”

Makita's face was terrifyingly gloomy, and the duel between the two before that made him feel so aggrieved that his heart was broken, which was very different from what he had expected.

This bad breath must come out!

As soon as his voice fell, his whole body once again exuded a Xuan Dao internal strength, which was even more majestic and incomparable than the previous Xuan Dao internal strength.

This......

Feeling Makita's momentum, he climbed to a new realm, and everyone around him was shocked, is Makita going to make a trick?

"Qin Yi ......"

Yang Shiqi, who was in the crowd, couldn't help but snort softly, and her look of worry was on her peerless face.

That day, Xinghou was frowning slightly, showing a strong interest.

"Seven Styles of Slaughtering Heaven - First Style!"

Makita burst into tears, his body burst out at great speed, swung his fist, and slammed towards Qin Yi, his body was mysterious, and his fist was extremely fierce, and the space in front of him was violently twisted.

This punch seems to be the only one between heaven and earth, containing natural avenues, and it is natural.

With one punch, it sealed all Qin Yi's retreats, no matter where Qin Yi hid, Makita's fist was aimed at his chest, straight to his chest.

"Seven Styles of Slaughtering Heaven!"

Tianxinghou's eyes froze, and a smile appeared on his face: "Yes, Makita's Seven Styles of Slaughtering Heaven have actually been cultivated to the realm of Great Perfection!"

"Seven Styles of Tu Tian", that is a set of Xuandao peak-level martial arts taught to Makita by Tianxinghou. Under normal circumstances, the more advanced the martial arts, the more difficult it is to cultivate.

And Makita actually cultivated a set of Xuandao top-level martial arts directly to the realm of the Great Perfection, which shows how appalling his qualifications have become.

Facing the monstrous Makita, Qin Yi instantly entered an ethereal state, and he could see every hair on Makita's body clearly.

There are no flaws!

Qin Yi was secretly surprised that Makita's boxing technique was flawless!

He had to admire, Makita is really an extraordinary genius, it's amazing!

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

Unable to find the other party's flaws, Qin Yi had no choice but to fight hard, and the martial arts "Three Styles of Tyranny" created by himself swung his fist to meet him.

"Bang!"

Two fists collide!

Such a battle scene is just masculine!

A huge sound, shocking people's hearts!

The energy fluctuations that surged out between the two fists opened like a monstrous wave, hitting the two of them fiercely.

Makita took a big step back, his black hair danced, his clothes hunting, Qin Yi was unable to resist this force, and the whole person flew out directly.

There is still an obvious gap between the peak of the 7th realm of the Xuan Dao and the peak of the 9th realm of the Xuan Dao!

Qin Yi only felt that in his chest, blood and qi were churning. "Teng" and "Teng" sounded, and the two elemental seeds of earth and fire in his dantian suddenly burst into flames.

With his powerful momentum, Qin Yi quickly fixed his sideways figure, and in an instant, he rushed back.

What the?

Qin Yi actually punched Makita hard, and he was not injured!

Looking at the young man who rushed back quickly, everyone was secretly shocked, you must know that Makita's "Seven Styles of Slaughtering Heaven" has already cultivated to the realm of Great Perfection.

At this moment, Qin Yi also instantly ignited a monstrous battle intent, and shouted: "Tyrant Killing Three Styles—Second Style!"

"Slaughtering Heaven Seven Style-Second Style!"

Makita followed and swung his fist at him.

"Bang!"

The two fists collide again!

This time, Makita only felt that above Qin Yi's fist, the power was like a vast ocean, even if he was a powerhouse at the peak of the 9th realm of the Xuan Dao, it was difficult to resist, and the whole person was swept out by this force.

Qin Yi's body also flew out sideways again.

At this time, everyone was so shocked that they couldn't speak, Qin Yi not only had a hard fight with Makita, but also knocked him away with one punch! Such a combat power, even if you look at the entire Heavenly Star Mansion, it is one of the few!

The people watching the battle around could be regarded as seeing that his combat power was comparable to the peak of the 9th realm of Xuandao!

This punch was thrown, and Makita himself was shocked in his heart, Qin Yi was actually able to fight to a draw with himself at his peak.

"Slaughtering Heaven Seven Style—Third Style!"

Makita roared wildly, with black hair on his head, dancing wildly, swinging his fist towards Qin Yi in front of him, smashing hard.

"It's over!"

Qin Yi snorted coldly in a low voice, this is not a contest at all, but a duel in Makita to find the field, such a duel is essentially meaningless and boring.

"Heavenly Demon Seven Forms—Second Style!"

He even omitted the first style of "Seven Styles of Heavenly Demons", and directly showed his most powerful hole card, the second style of "Seven Styles of Heavenly Demons".

In an instant, his whole person changed drastically, like a demon king from the ancient years, breaking through endless time and space, his voice was indifferent, and there was even a faint trace of demonic energy lingering all over his body.

Feeling Qin Yi's aura, it suddenly became ancient, mysterious, and unfathomable, and Makita's soul couldn't help but tremble.

"Immortal Ancient Martial Arts Reappear!"

Tianxinghou, who was sitting somewhere watching the battle, suddenly got up, his face changed, and he easily caught that this time, Qin Yi's momentum was much stronger than when Xuanyang Qing used the Immortal Gu Martial Arts that day.

However, as far as Qin Yi's left hand was concerned, he was just about to turn into the left hand of the Heavenly Demon.

Swish!

A figure came in the air, and in an instant, it was between Makita and Qin Yi, and Qin Yi's second form of "Seven Heavenly Demon Styles" suddenly closed and did not show it.

"Tsk, it's really good!"

The man smashed his mouth, and easily clenched Makita's fist.

The sudden change interrupted the competition that was coming to an end, and all the people on the field were extremely shocked to look at the person who suddenly appeared here and interrupted Qin Yi and Makita's competition.

Makita tried his best to punch, but was easily caught by this person, what kind of realm is this cultivation?

"What people!"

Tianxinghou shouted angrily, and his majestic voice echoed in the martial arts arena, and his deep gaze, like two sharp swords with substance, shot directly at this sudden uninvited guest.

"Tsk, Uncle Zhan, don't come unharmed!"

The visitor slowly turned around and looked at Tianxinghou, with a lazy smile on his face.

This is a young man about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, wearing a black robe, but the style of the robe is somewhat special.

He looked handsome, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his slender figure faintly exuded an unpredictable strange aura.

He was calm, lazily looking at the Marquis of Celestial Stars, and then glanced at Makita beside him. However, he didn't care about Qin Yi in the same game.

Touching the young man's gaze, Tianxing Hou was slightly cold, and his face was a little solemn, as if he was afraid.

"Who is the rat generation, you dare to trespass on my Tianxing Mansion!"

Ji Zhantian shouted angrily, and in an instant, a powerful Xuandao internal energy emerged on his body, and the two of them were about to prepare to make a move.

At the same time, the two personal guards beside Tianxing Hou who had already broken through the 9th realm of the Xuan Dao both burst out and slaughtered the black-robed young man.

"Stop!"

Tianxing Hou Xiong's hurried shouting sounded in the ears of Ji Zhantian, Lecturer Lu and others.

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