Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Old and the New Collide

This burly man actually has the strength of the Fifth Rank Xuan King, and among this group of people, he can be regarded as a leader.

At this time, he pressed it with one palm, as if a giant tower had descended, and it was going to suppress Qin Hong directly below!

Qin Hong raised his hands and became a posture of holding the sky.

"...... Uproar"

Heavy waves of qi surged, and the two forces collided violently.

The burly man and Qin Hong's hands collided together.

Click!

The sound of bones colliding.

The burly man's face changed greatly, and he felt as if he was facing an iron wall, and the strength of his hands could no longer be exerted, or after the power was pressed out, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, without the slightest response.

And Qin Hong has been standing in place, not moving, and even his complexion has not changed in any way!

This already shows that a large part of Qin Hong's power has not yet been displayed.

The burly man's face suddenly became a little ugly, and he didn't expect that there was such a perverted guy among the newcomers this time.

"Give me back!" Qin Hong sighed and pushed with both hands.

It seems that the lifting of weights is light, and the movements are natural and coordinated, all in one go.

The burly man was suddenly pushed away by a huge force, flew upside down, fell to the ground and staggered a few steps before he stood firm.

All the old disciples had time to stay where they were, and they didn't know what to do, Qin Hong's strength made them feel a little depressed,

I originally thought that this group of newcomers was easy to bully, but I didn't expect that there were such difficult bones to gnaw.

"Hahaha, Senior Brother Qin Hong, you can't just beat them back, and you have to give me a few!" Among the newcomers, Wei Wuya strode out.

Wei Wuya's strength is good, the Fifth Rank Xuan King, among this group of newcomers, he has the highest cultivation realm.

However, when it comes to real strength, it is naturally inferior to Qin Hong.

"You, who is going to fight me!" Wei Wuya's gaze swept over the group of old disciples and asked aloud.

Today, this group of old disciples has been repeatedly provoked by newcomers, and they have already held back a breath of anger in their hearts.

"I don't believe it!" a man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes walked out, his face was handsome, his lips were red and his teeth were white, but he was a beautiful man.

Qin Hong's divine sense swept away, and he found that this person was the Six-Rank Xuan King, and he was the strongest cultivator among this group of old disciples.

This beautiful man is indeed the strongest among this group of old disciples, and he has been in the Yan Dao Holy Sect for a long time, so he can be regarded as an extremely old disciple.

"Ram Feather!" The beautiful man signed up for himself, arching his hand towards Wei Wuya, with a graceful demeanor.

"Wei Wuya, let's shoot!" Wei Wuya didn't say anything, and directly let the ram feather shoot.

"Okay! Courageous!" Ram Yu stopped talking nonsense, and directly turned into a war knife with one hand and slashed out.

A sword qi instantly pierced through the sky and slashed towards Wei Wuya.

This knife is very powerful, and the waves of qi are surging along both sides of the knife qi, and the whole sword qi is like a sharp boat chopping waves, unstoppable.

Wei Wuya waved his hands, and the power of the water element around him soared, and almost instantly, it condensed into a water curtain in front of him, and above the water curtain, there was a Taoist king.

"Bang!"

The sword qi slashed above the water curtain, and countless water droplets were splashed in an instant.

The sword aura is gone.

The curtain of water also collapsed, turning into a puddle of water, lying on the ground.

"Sure enough, there are some means!" Ram Yu squinted slightly, raised his hands high at the same time, and kept slashing, wave after wave, and the sword qi suddenly became like a violent storm, attacking Wei Wuya non-stop.

Wei Wuya's face was a little more restrained, his eyes condensed a little cautious, and his hands kept waving, Shui Yuan's Xuan Force became even more violent, almost forming a water dragon around his body, wrapping around his body, with every wave of Wei Wuya's hand, on top of this dragon's water column, a water sword would be shot, and the water sword instantly condensed into ice in the air, turning into a crystal clear ice sword, with a cold glow on it, colorful and colorful.

Bang bang......

Ice swords and sword qi kept colliding.

In the air, the ice slag kept flying swords, the sword qi swept wildly, and the sword qi was swirling.

The strength of the two turned into countless waves of qi, constantly surging.

"Phew!"

The ram feather couldn't attack for a long time, and it seemed that he had lost his patience, and he roared again, grabbing the void with one hand, and a big knife flashing with thunder appeared in his hand.

"Crackle!"

On the big knife, the thunder and lightning exploded, and one after another thunderbolts burst open, turning into countless thunder wires, coiled on the big knife, like countless tiny purple snakes.

"This Wei Wuya actually forced Senior Brother Ram to use the Thunder Extinguishing Knife!"

The old disciples were also completely shocked by this group of newcomers at this time, the previous Qin Hong, and the current Wei Wuya, all completely shattered their original idea of teaching this group of newcomers a hard lesson.

Wei Wuya opened his mouth and spat out, and a white ball of light flew out, and then the ball of light exploded, and a longbow appeared in it!

The bow looked crystal clear, as if it was made of crystal, but on the top of the bow, it was inlaid with a very fast blue crystal nucleus.

It's actually a wind-attribute Mysterious Beast Crystal Nucleus!

This crystal nucleus is embedded in the bow, and through the blessing of the formation, it will play an amplifying role, and even make the longbow have a mysterious energy that it does not have.

This time, Wei Wuya made the first move.

He kept pulling the bowstring, and his fingers continued to fluctuate as if they were dancing, leaving a series of afterimages in the air, and the bowstring kept vibrating.

"Buzz ......"

The entire space seemed to tremble with the fluctuation of the bowstring.

Woohoo......

One after another wind arrows burst out of the air, almost without a trace, leaving only flowing mystical power in the air.

But none of them are extremely sharp, and they can destroy a hill in an instant