At this moment, such as Xie Qinghong and others, an ominous premonition suddenly arose in their hearts, and then they heard Wang Qingyuan's indifferent and flat voice.

"After today, don't talk to me and the other three about qualifications, all of you, go together. ”

Arrogant!

At this moment, even the other deacons of the Five Academies on the high platform, except for Tianya Peak, also showed a look of displeasure, this is to treat their outstanding disciples of the Five Academies as soft persimmons, and feel that they can knead them at will?

"It's not bad, it's not bad. ”

Jingyue Daoist stroked his beard, and his smile became more and more intense, so that many Dharma Protector Daoists couldn't figure out his thoughts.

"Arrogance! I really think that the ninth floor of "Xuantian Gong" is invincible in the outer courtyard!"

"There is also Senior Brother Xie Qinghong of Yunjuan Peak! Senior Brother Zhu Qingxuan of Ying Tianfeng! and Senior Brother Yuan Qinglong, who is about to turn the Dao Ji three times, and his own vitality is profound, which is enough to subdue everything!"

One Yuan Tai Quartet, many disciples of the Sixth Academy are also angry, this is provoking the entire Xuantian Dao Outer Court, thinking that they can sweep away all opponents and not take anyone in their eyes.

Wang Qingyuan saw all this in his eyes, he was unmoved, since he had already made a move today, he would throw away all his scruples, either not make a move, or once and for all, no one in the outer courtyard would dare to question it, suppress people's hearts, and deter all hidden ghosts. The five-color furnace was floating above his head, Wang Qingyuan was not polite at all, and his fist realm urged, enveloping and locking all the fifty-six people on the one-yuan platform at once.

"Presumptuous!"

"Arrogant!

Fifty-six people are all discolored, there are older outer court disciples, twenty have three, there are four, built a number of years, already the Dao Ji rotation, they may not be as talented as some junior brothers and sisters, but in the entire Kyushu, the younger generation is enough to be called the best, how can they tolerate being so despised by a young man who is only fifteen years old.

But if Wang Qingyuan hadn't heard it, as soon as his body moved, it was like a hurricane swept and crashed into the crowd.

The five-colored furnace thundered, moving with his fists to suppress the enemy.

With a bang, the metal sound rumbled, and a foundation building disciple shook his palm, "Taiyin Soft Palm" was soft, dissolving the strength, and the anode was yin, but it couldn't resolve Wang Qingyuan's fist power, and he was shocked and fell off the stage.

There is Zhao Qingmin of Feixian Peak, a young woman with a beautiful appearance, the long sword in her hand is transformed into a round of chaoyang, the sword light is like a glow, the tip of the sword swallows three inches of sword light, and the third-order "Taixuan Sword Technique" has extremely high attainments, which can be regarded as the essence of the gods.

Ding! Ding!

The tip of the sword collided with the five-color furnace, and there was a sound of gold and iron resonating, and a little spark burst out, which made this young female disciple with a cold temperament frightened.

Bang!

Just a few breaths later, three more young masters of the Sixth Academy were shocked by the five-color furnace and fell off the stage.

The disciples of the Sixth Academy who were observing widened their eyes, and they even forgot to breathe, as if they saw a young Jiao entering the sea, encountering the wind and clouds, and turning into a dragon in one day, they couldn't imagine it at all, they couldn't resist it at all.

Rumble!

After a while, Xie Qinghong and Zhu Qingxuan glanced at each other, the two no longer hesitated, the qi and blood belonging to the ninth layer of "Xuantian Gong" were vigorous, the two pinched their fist marks, and the qi and blood like the Yangtze River broke out of their bodies, and the faint chaotic light was floating, although it was much worse than Wang Qingyuan, it was far from being comparable to the young masters of the other six academies.

The ninth layer of "Xuantian Gong" is different from the eighth layer, it gradually opens up the 365 hidden secrets of the human body, merges heaven and earth, and attracts the ancestral qi of heaven and earth in the depths of the void into the body, refining qi and blood, and condensing the skin, tendons, bones, and marrow, so that the cultivators can be reborn, beyond the limits of the human body, and go to the next level.

At this moment, with Xie Qinghong and Zhu Qingxuan making a move, the chaotic qi and blood that had been condensed by the Qi of the Beginning, the majestic breath even made many Foundation Building disciples palpitate, and it was originally the body's own vitality that was condensed to the extreme, and it seemed to be slightly inferior to it.

Airplanes!

In the void, the five-color Shenhua flows, which are two five-color furnaces, from the virtual to the real, to manifest the world.

It's just that compared to Wang Qingyuan's almost real fist realm, the five-color furnace derived by Xie Qinghong and the others is like an artifact that does not exist in the world, a little more ethereal, a little less vicissitudes and simplicity.

Rumble!

In an instant, the two of them made a move, and the two five-colored furnaces crossed the air, and where the five colors intersected, chaotic light faintly flowed, and the air was shattered, pulling out a long vacuum to practice.

Bang!

Another foundation building disciple was shocked away, Wang Qingyuan's eyes turned, he pinched the fist mark with both hands, and another five-colored furnace appeared above the fist, and the two five-colored furnaces moved with the fist, both of which shrank to the size of a palm, but that heavy fist realm seemed to be able to collapse the void.

The two fists pierced forward, and Wang Qingyuan shook the five-colored furnace of the two towns.

Bang!

The four five-colored furnaces collided, as if the heavenly god bell had been rung and sparks burst out. All can be the size of a thumb and are blazing hot. It burned so much that the yuan platform was full of potholes.

The three of them fought, and several young disciples who had not yet built a foundation were accidentally affected. was directly swept away by the intertwined fists of the three people, spit out a mouthful of reverse blood in the air, and fell off the stage.

Withdraw!

As strong as Qian Qingye and other foundation building disciples, they also changed color, and they didn't dare to make any more moves, these three people were ridiculously strong, and the fist realm was concluded, and no one else was allowed to interfere at all.

Four five-colored furnaces were in the air, and where the three of them were, dozens of feet of air were distorted. Pale vacuum markings are born.

However, for example, many supervising deacons on the Yiyuan platform still have a vague insight into the truth and reality, and many people of the Jingzi generation have changed slightly.

The young man's fist realm was too strong, and the strength of the five-color furnace qi machine with two palms was so strong that it seemed that even the heavenly dome could be broken, and almost every collision left a clear furnace mark on the five-color furnace of Xie Qinghong and the others.

Rise!

After nine punches, Wang Qingyuan roared like a dragon, and the Taiji diagram behind him rushed violently. Immersed in the body, the human figure is one.

His fists became incomparably bright, the chaotic qi was swirling with Chixia, and the qi and blood fists floated out of the fist, and the fist was five inches long.

Burst!

The two fists came out, the chaos followed, and the five-color furnace belonging to Xie Qinghong and the two was pierced and shattered in the air.

Five-colored light rain sprinkled the void. Under the horrified gaze of many disciples of the Sixth Academy, Xie Qinghong and the others flew out like straws. fell to the bottom of the one-yuan stage, and after the two of them landed, they staggered back more than ten steps before barely stopping their figures. His face was pale, and his arms were spasmodic, obviously unable to withstand the power of Wang Qingyuan's strong and masculine fist.

Continuous punching, or the eighth style of the Five Elements Boxing, such as Wang Qingyuan also consumes a lot, but he doesn't care at all, "Xuantian Gong" is running, in the depths of the void in the underworld, wisps of heaven and earth ancestral qi seep out, and the dark apertures that run through his body do not enter the body, and they will replenish the needs in a moment, plus the deep and pure spiritual power given by the third consummation of "Time Knife", which can always be maintained at the peak.

"One hundred and ten secret secrets!"

On the high platform, there are the deacons of the outer courtyard and the spiritual power of the courtyard master, who have insight into the virtual and the real, look at each other, and catch the color of shock from their respective eyes, and they have actually penetrated a full hundred and ten secret holes, and nearly thirty percent of the secret points have been opened.

This made some Jingzi characters think deeply, and many people fell silent.

And at this moment, on the one-yuan platform, the chaotic qi and blood belonging to Wang Qingyuan oppressed the void and shocked the soul, he breathed the ancestral qi of heaven and earth, and was at the peak all the time, and the five-colored furnace moved with the fist, crushing the disciples of the six academies.

Clang!

is as strong as Qian Qingye, and without taking a punch, he was shocked to disperse his vitality, staggered backwards, and finally fell into the audience.

Xie Qinghong and Zhu Qingxuan on the ninth layer of "Xuantian Gong" were defeated, and on the one-yuan platform, many foundation building disciples saw Wang Qingyuan's mixed yuan fist that broke out of his body, and the five-inch fist was probably only matched by the cultivation of Daoji's three-turn vitality into liquid.

Even at this time, some foundation building disciples did not understand that the original Xuantian Gong ninth layer of the Xuan Mystery could actually swallow the Heaven and Earth Ancestral Qi in the depths of the void, you know, generally speaking, only the top grandmaster in the Dragon and Tiger Realm opened the door to the Void Netherworld Realm, and only by ingesting the ancestral qi of heaven and earth, refining the vitality, and strengthening the spirit, and the heaven and earth established by the strong people of the Void and the Netherworld are also called the Mixed Yuan Realm.

Thirty-two, thirty-five, thirty-nine, forty-three......

Wang Qingyuan's body is like a dragon entering the sea, his fist is like a heavenly peng, the five-color furnace is rotating, the chaos pattern is ups and downs, he is wrapped in a general trend of victory, almost no one can catch a punch, and it is difficult to catch it.

Even if it is the Qingchen of Yunjuan Peak, Li Qingrong, Yuan Qinglong of Ying Tianfeng, He Qinghong of Ma Tafeng, Yan Qingqi, at most no one can hold the third punch, Wang Qingyuan's qi and blood are surging, if the Yangtze River is a big river, it is endless, and there is no sign of weakness at all.

After half a stick of incense.

The five-color furnace crushed the void, crushing the air, and another foundation building disciple snorted, his body was like defeat, and he fell to the stage, and then looked at the Yiyuan platform, in addition to the three people of Ziwei Peak, and the thirty-six deacons and Taoists who were supervised, where were the shadows of the other disciples of the Sixth Academy.

The long silence, all the disciples, the characters of the Jingzi generation looked at the young man on the Yiyuan platform, the dark blue robe rose with the wind, he stood long, his black hair danced lightly, his eyes were like electricity, overlooking the four directions, and no one said a word for a long time.

Hit until no one dares to question it!

The fat man had already opened his mouth wide, he never thought that Wang Qingyuan would actually reach such a situation violently, sweeping the outstanding figures among the disciples of the Six Academies, a pair of fists, really pressed no one dared to speak, and played a bright and bright world.

Qingliu's gaze swept over the Quartet, and sure enough, at this time, there were more than a thousand disciples in the outer courtyard of Yiyuantai in all directions, but they were silent, and any doubts and speculations disappeared, and in the face of such a young man who swept all the young and strong people in the outer courtyard, they were left with awe and sighs.

As for the inheritance of Ziwei Peak, at the moment, it seems that none of them can be more qualified than the young man on the Yiyuan platform.

Hum!

On the high platform, the deacons of Jinguang Peak and Tianmen Peak brushed their sleeves away, their faces gloomy and not good-looking.

Tai Ah Feng, the young man smiled quietly, and beside him, the Dharma Protector Senior Brother who was originally holding his shoulder also let go of his hand, his eyes were complicated, and he suddenly felt a little headache.