After fighting with Qin Yi, Xuanyang Qingfang knew that although Qin Yi's cultivation was only in the early stage of the Xuandao 7 Realm, it gave him an unfathomable feeling that he had used his "Heavenly Thunder Palm" with all his might, but he was only able to fight with him to a draw.

"The ninth weight of the Heavenly Thunder Palm!"

Xuanyang Qing burst into tears, and the breath on his body soared more than twice in an instant, directly casting the most powerful weight of the "Heavenly Thunder Palm", and the rolling thunder shook the blood and qi in the human body.

With this rolling thunder, Xuanyang Qing's palm strength also suddenly climbed to an incredible realm, and that body method was also dazzling.

It's just a pity that Qin Yi has entered the ethereal state, no matter how fast his body is, it looks very slow in his eyes.

"It's impetuous, it's hard to be in the climate. ”

Qin Yi shook his head lightly, and punched out a flat punch, hitting a slight flaw somewhere in Xuanyang Qing.

"Bang!"

Xuanyang Qing flew out.

Everyone watching the battle around was shocked, and their faces showed an incredible look, Qin Yi actually used only one set of the most basic boxing techniques to easily blast out the Xuanyang Qing in the late stage of the Xuandao 8 Realm.

Makita in the crowd was also slightly moved, and he had to admit that Qin Yi's strength was completely beyond his expectations.

Xuanyang Qing was a powerhouse in the late stage of the Xuandao 8 Realm after all, and he was not smashed far by Qin Yi's punch, he just fixed his body and turned back suddenly.

"It's hard to become a climate? Even my Xuanyang Qing is difficult to become a climate in your eyes, what a big breath!"

Xuan Yangqing's eyes were cold, and he smiled coldly: "Just now, that was just the appetizer of this duel, and next, it is the real beginning." ”

Such an amazing set of "Heavenly Thunder Palm" turned out to be just an appetizer for Xuanyang Qing!

Everyone is shocked!

Qin Yi was slightly moved, but he was not afraid, he had the spatial state created by his left hand, the two elemental seeds of earth and fire, and the first and second styles of "Three Styles of Tyrant Killing" and "Seven Styles of Heavenly Demons".

He didn't believe that with so many good things, he would not be able to defeat a Xuanyang Qing.

"Ethereal!"

With Xuan Yangqing's shout, he suddenly waved his palm towards Qin Yi and attacked fiercely, and his whole person suddenly became erratic, as if he was as unpredictable as a ghost.

His ghostly figure, suddenly, a palm that was more delicate than a woman's jade hand slashed into Qin Yi's throat.

The technique is fast and ruthless!

Xuanyang Qing's set of martial arts, in fact, had been used when he challenged Makita before, but after many days, his set of martial arts was obviously much stronger than when he challenged Makita that day.

Even the Tianxing Hou, who had been sitting on the main hall and watching the battle quietly, had his eyes lit up slightly, nodded slowly, and affirmed it.

Just, on the dueling arena.

Although Xuanyang Qing's palm was ruthless, Qin Yi was not panicked, in the eyes of ordinary people, Xuanyang Qing's technique was undoubtedly almost to the limit, but in the eyes of Qin Yi, who had entered an ethereal state, it was commonplace.

Qin Yi's feet slipped, his body exploded, and he dodged Xuanyang Qing's fatal blow very easily, and his face was light.

Well?

Everyone was slightly stunned, Xuanyang Qing's such a clever palm technique was easily dodged by Qin Yi, which was really surprising.

At this time, Xuan Yangqing seemed to be a different person, with a calm temperament, and he was not impatient because Qin Yi easily dodged his sharp palms.

"Fanghua style!"

Xuan Yangqing's figure became erratic again, flickering left and right, unpredictable, never leaving Qin Yi at a distance of one meter around his body, making a move.

Qin Yi faced the battle heavily, stepping on his father's steps, at this moment, he not only showed "Overlord Fist", but also "Ling Feng Palm".

"Ling Feng Palm", at present, he has cultivated to the second level, and the palm strength is fierce and terrifying.

Makita in the crowd saw that Qin Yi had performed "Ling Feng Palm" again at this time, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching slightly, and a trace of annoyance rose faintly in his heart.

The scene with Qin Yi in the past will always be a pain in his heart.

"Lingyun style!"

in the dueling arena.

Soon, Xuanyang Qing will be the third type, and the whole person suddenly became sharp, like a sword out of the sheath, and the palm force instantly pressed and distorted the air around him.

He turned his palm into a knife and slashed with all his might.

A powerful blade two feet wide slashed down in the air, as if a divine knife descended from the sky, with a roaring sound of breaking the sky, killing tens of millions, making people tremble.

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

Qin Yi drank coldly.

Feeling the strength of this palm, he didn't dare to be careless, and finally performed his self-created mastery "Three Styles of Tyranny", swinging his fist against the sky, facing the powerful blade that seemed to be a divine knife and a half.

This punch is still unremarkable, but it gives people a strange feeling, as if it is a punch that suddenly came out of hell, condensing the essence of the world's boxing techniques.

"Click!"

Qin Yi's fist slammed into the huge powerful blade that slashed down, directly shattering it.

"Tragic!"

Xuanyang Qing drank lightly, and the breath on his body suddenly changed again, as sharp as a blade, and even around his body, there was a faint touch of green.

And on his palms, it was even more green, directly turning into a large piece of cyan palm shadow, virtual and real.

"It's so powerful!"

Among those high-level leaders of the Heavenly Star Mansion, some people couldn't help it, and directly exclaimed, and praised it loudly: "This Xuanyang Qing really deserves to be the number one star envoy of the Star Envoy Battalion, which is really surprising." If this continues, then Qin Yi is afraid that it will be difficult to parry, and if he can't support ten breaths, he will be defeated. ”

Makita in the crowd also had his eyes lit up, Xuanyang Qing's martial arts had obviously been cultivated to the point of perfection, that day, he defeated Xuanyang Qing in four moves, if he fought again at this moment, I was afraid that it would take ten moves.

"Tyrant Killing Three Styles - Second Style!"

Qin Yi's gaze was as cold as a knife, and he snorted coldly, and the second form of the three types of domineering and killing was suddenly struck.

A mere punch, but it seems to shatter everything, and it has the potential to swallow the sky.

"Boom!"

Qin Yi's fist met the dense cyan palm shadow, the cyan palm shadow instantly shattered and turned into nothingness, but the powerful fist power did not disappear because of this, and the aftermath slammed towards Xuan Yangqing's chest.

Suddenly, Xuan Yangqing only felt that the punch was like a monstrous wave, which was difficult to parry, and the whole person flew out sideways and fell more than ten zhang away.

"This ......"

Those high-level officials of the Heavenly Star Mansion who had just praised Xuanyang Qing couldn't help but open their mouths in shock, and they were stunned, feeling hot on their faces.

Just now I said that Qin Yi couldn't hold on for ten breaths, who wanted to blink an eye, Qin Yi punched, but defeated Xuanyang Qing!

Xuanyang Qing was defeated?

The entire hall was silent.

It is incredible, Xuanyang Qing, who was in the late stage of the Xuandao 8 realm, was defeated by Qin Yi, who was only in the early stage of the Xuandao 7 realm.

However, at this moment, Qin Yi's voice slowly sounded: "Xuanyang Qing, don't hide it anymore, show your most powerful hole card." ”

This book originated from reading a book