On the top of the mountain, Shen Yun's white-clothed robe fluttered, dancing with the wind, and his eyes were cold and sharp, making people dare not look directly.

Qin Wuxi's face did not change color, the killing intent in his deep eyes was condensed, and the two of them met without giving in, like a needle-tip wheat, Mars jumping!

The enemy is very red when he meets, let alone the enemy of life and death.

The cold killing intent made the sky a little gloomy, and Shen Yun took the lead in slowly stepping out here, and with the movement of his steps, the source power around his body was rising at this time.

There was a sense of oppression, and Qin Wuxi was immediately enveloped in it, and the coercion of the eightfold source power of the Condensation Source Realm could not be underestimated in the slightest.

Rumble!

The source power climbed to the extreme, and Shen Yun was the first to strike with a clear look in his eyes, and the vast source power surged in his fist, carrying an astonishing oppression and blasting away at Qin Wuxi.

The power of this punch, even if it was hit head-on by a person like the Seven Layers of the Condensing Source Realm, I am afraid that he would be seriously injured in an instant.

Obviously, Shen Yun no longer had the slightest intention of showing mercy to his subordinates, and as soon as he made a move, he gave full play to his source power advantage.

However, in the face of the fierce fist wind that attacked, Qin Wuxi's face did not change.

The green tendons on the arm surged up like a dragon, and a sense of vigorous power suddenly gathered, and at the same time, the majestic source power surged out in an instant.

The two fists, which were also overflowing with majestic source power, collided in mid-air without any fancy words.

Rumble!

The ferocious fist wind contained a little violent source power and suddenly raged in all directions, but the two of them shook their respective bodies, and they dissolved all the strength from their fists, and then their bodies burst out again.

"Bang Bang Bang"

A low, dull sound that made the scalp tingle continued to sound, and the ferocious fist wind continued to rage, causing the sand and stones to move.

And between the constant collision of the two fists, Shen Yun's face was faintly ugly.

With his Eightfold Powerful Source Power of the Condensation Source Realm, he was confident that he could completely blast an ordinary Condensing Source Realm sixfold martial artist into serious injuries with a single punch.

But right now, he can't help but have a fivefold Qin Wuxi of the Condensation Source Realm, this guy, not only is the source power extremely strong, but even the physical body is extremely strong, if he simply competes in strength, I'm afraid that the people of the sevenfold Condensation Source Realm are not his opponents.

"Bang"

There was another violent bang, and a violent shockwave suddenly exploded, and the figures of the two were each shaken back.

Qin Wuxi's feet suddenly made two dazzling marks on the ground that were nearly ten meters long before he stabilized his body.

On the other hand, Shen Yun was in a disorganized shape and after retreating a few meters, he was able to stand firmly, obviously, Shen Yun of the eightfold Condensation Source Realm had an advantage in this kind of confrontation.

However, Shen Yun didn't have the slightest smug look on his face, he had to know that he was three small realms higher than him, but under a battle, it was a close result, how could he tolerate it?

Especially when he saw the slight dissatisfaction on Qin Wuxi's face, his chest suddenly burned with anger, and his entire eyes filled his entire eyeballs.

The incomparable source power suddenly burst out from Shen Yun's body, and I saw that his face was extremely cold, and at the same time, a violent source power fluctuation slowly condensed above his head.

Between the continuous tumbling of the vast source power, an ancient monument with a size of dozens of zhang is slowly condensed.

The ancient monument was suspended in mid-air, and an astonishing oppressive aura emanated from it, and the air seemed to be much heavier at this time.

Qin Wuxi, who was the first to notice this astonishing fluctuation, gradually became solemn, this kind of martial arts was at least a low-level existence of the spirit level.

However, under the ancient monument, Qin Wuxi's solemn eyes were filled with some astonishing battle intent, and then his five fingers were clenched into fists.

The ancient monument was formed, and Shen Yun sneered at Qin Wuxi, his smile was as cold as a knife, and a trace of chill emanated from it.

Immediately, he grabbed his hands weakly, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he slammed down at Qin Wuxi.

"Earth-Covering Demon Ancient Monument!"

The low shouting suddenly resounded on the top of the mountain, and the ancient monument of dozens of zhang in size roared down with a heavy sense of oppression, and suppressed Qin Wuxi.

Looking up at the roaring ancient monument, Qin Wuxi grinned, and then his body swept away, turning into a blur of figures and bursting up.

"Wind Walk!"

"Eight Desolation Battle Body!"

When the figure flickered, wisps of golden mangs continued to burst out of his body, wrapping around Qin Wuxi's body, and with each step of his steps, the golden mangs would become even more serious, and then converge on his fists.

When Qin Wuxi's figure came to the ancient monument, the golden rays on his fist were already extremely bright, shining like the scorching sun, and between the surges of source power, the violent fluctuations made Shen Yun couldn't help but feel palpitations.

The scorching sun appeared, and a punch was blasted out, and it landed firmly on the ancient monument.

Rumble!

A terrifying and moving storm of source power swept directly from the sky.

A roar full of unyielding and warlike intent suddenly sounded, even drowning out the previous explosion.

"Broken!"

As soon as the cheers fell, I saw that the surface of the huge ancient monument was spreading out one after another visible cracks in an instant, and the cracks continued to spread out like spider webs.

In the end, the ancient monument that condensed some of Shen Yun's source power exploded under the gaze of his gaze, and exploded into a sky full of light and fell down.

Shen Yun was suddenly implicated, his steps staggered back, and his face turned a little pale.

"How is that possible?"

Ignoring the small injuries in his body, Shen Yun muttered with a pale face, a little disbelief in his eyes.

The spirit rank intermediate martial technique that he had performed in the eightfold Condensation Source Realm would actually be broken by Qin Wuxi?

Even if he didn't go all out, that kind of powerful attack was definitely not something that a person from the Fifth Layer of the Condensing Source Realm could take.

"This guy's physical body ......" Shen Yun's eyes were vicious and he saw the golden mangs flowing from Qin Wuxi's hands, and he suddenly came to his senses.

This guy was able to turn the power of his body into an attack, no wonder that punch was so terrifying.

On the top of the mountain, Qin Wuxi's figure quietly fell, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised when he noticed a faint paralysis coming from his fist.

His punch gathered the strength and source power of the Eight Desolation Battle Body, and in terms of power, I am afraid that none of the martial artists of the Eight Realms of the Condensation Source Realm will be seriously injured.

It seems that he still underestimated the strength of the source power of the eightfold martial artist of the Condensing Source Realm!

"After this battle, we have to find a way to improve our strength as soon as possible!" Qin Wuxi said secretly in his heart.

With his current strength, it will not be a problem to fight against the people of the Sevenfold of the Condensation Source Realm, and the Eightfold of the Condensation Source Realm will probably be quite difficult, or even defeated, as for the Ninefold of the Condensation Source Realm, it will not be a problem, and it will definitely be defeated.

In the final analysis, his own source power cultivation can't keep up, if he can't break through again when the wind and clouds will open, I'm afraid that the battle for the top three positions is like a fantasy.

But for now, let's deal with this annoying guy first.

Rumble!

Thinking in his heart, Qin Wuxi's eyes suddenly became fierce, and between the golden mangs, the soles of his feet slammed into the ground, and his body shot towards Shen Yun.

Above the fist, the golden mangs are entangled, the source power surges, and the momentum is amazing.

"Look for death!"

Sensing the fluctuation of the source force, Shen Yun suddenly raised his head, and when he saw Qin Wuxi rushing over, he immediately scolded angrily.

Immediately, the source force rolled, and the fist that was also surging with the source force blasted angrily towards Qin Wuxi's fist.

"Bang"

As soon as the punch fell, the corners of Qin Wuxi's mouth swept up in a strange arc, his arm stiffened, and his reckless strength suddenly exploded, blasting Shen Yun away.

As soon as the figure moved, it swept out again, and swept towards Shen Yun who was blown away.

"The guy who got to make inches!"

Being blasted away by a punch, Shen Yun was furious, his face was extremely gloomy, and he saw Qin Wuxi, who was chasing after him again, and there was humiliation rising in his heart.

Immediately scolded angrily, his hands suddenly changed into obscure and mysterious palm prints, and at the same time, in front of him, the source power suddenly condensed into a needle.

Hundreds of source power needles were suspended in front of him, and the sharp aura carried a cool killing intent, making people's hearts palpitate.

Although the power of these source force fine needles is weak, but when hundreds of source power fine needles are combined, even if an ordinary person from the Seven Levels of the Condensation Source Realm falls into it, they will be pierced into a hornet's nest!

"Cold Bone Storm Needle!"

Under Qin Wuxi's suspicious gaze, the needle rain turned into hundreds of source power needles roared under Shen Yun's angry shout, but in just a few breaths, it was to submerge Qin Wuxi's body.

Snort!

A harsh sound sounded quietly, and on the top of the mountain, thin needles like a torrential rain kept falling, layers of smoke and dust continued to swing, and Qin Wuxi's figure was also submerged in smoke and dust.

Shen Yun sneered on his face, and forcibly withstood his attack, don't say that Qin Wuxi's strength in the fifth level of the Condensation Source Realm, even an ordinary person in the seventh level of the Condensation Source Realm, I am afraid that they will all have to be hit hard.

However, the sneer on his face had just spread, and when the smoke and dust on the top of the mountain had faded, it had quietly frozen, and there was an unbelievable surge in his eyes.

I saw that within the scope of the needle rain, Qin Wuxi's figure stood safely, and at this time, his body was shrouded in a golden giant bell.

The surface of the ancient clock has a golden spell, which looks golden and indestructible, and the thick sense of defense is faintly diffused.

The thin needles of the source force only left shallow traces on the ancient bell, and they fell down, as if they were powerless to penetrate.

Around the ancient bell, the ground was riddled with holes interspersed with fine needles of the source force, and the bottomless holes faintly had a sharp breath wafting out.

When the golden man receded and the figure fell out, Shen Yun's face suddenly turned extremely blue, and he saw Qin Wuxi looking at him unharmed, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, with a faint mockery.

"That's all you have?" Qin Wuxi looked down at the bottomless holes in the ground, and looked up at Shen Yun, who was pale, and said lightly.

Shen Yun looked at Qin Wuxi, who was below his source power fine needle attack, his eyes were even colder, but the killing intent in his heart skyrocketed.

This son, he can't keep anything!