How did Feng Qingyun know that this Kwaler was already a strong outsider, seeing that he had vomited blood, and his face was even more bloody, he thought that this salamander's immortal strength really had the miraculous effect of instantly recovering from injury, and he was suddenly a little worried in his heart, he couldn't even take him from the Divine Palm, how could this be good.

"Don't talk about the second palm, master, I just hit a dozen or twenty palms in a row, and this internal force is more than enough. However, I see that the young sect master of Quale has vomited a few liters of blood, so don't hold it on, and I'll have another trick that is more powerful than before, it's not a joke. ”

Feng Qingyun quietly triggered a qi return talisman between his wrists, silently recovering the dry internal force in the meridians, and the momentum between his words was not weak, which simply blew the cowhide through the sky.

"Ten or twenty palms, I believe you are a ghost!"

But the more Feng Qingyun boasted about his words, the more Qualer felt that he was strong on the outside and capable in the middle, so he was tricky, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, he smiled disdainfully, and his body rushed up as he spoke, and he slapped Feng Qingyun's shoulder fiercely with a palm.

Feng Qingyun knew that this swimming sucking palm could tear away his own body protection qi, and he would inevitably use the body protection qi of the Heavenly Demon Golden Body to suffer again, and when he took over this time, he deliberately used the body protection technique of the innate Qiankun Gong: Qiankun Mianji Body, and wanted to try the weird palm technique of using soft strength to restrain the opponent.

At the moment when Quale's palm hit his body, a cyan halo flickered on Feng Qingyun Zhou's body, and a faint innate gossip pattern swirled under the skin, instantly removing eighty percent of the power in Quale's palm, and even the tearing power in that chapter was dissolved invisibly by the soft power of Qiankun Gong.

How could this young sect master of Qualle know that Feng Qingyun was full of peerless learning, seeing that he couldn't use the golden body protection god before, and instead used the labor-saving yin and yang to unload his offensive, it was expected that this was a manifestation of insufficient internal strength, and for a while, he had an eight-point chance of winning in his heart, and shouted with a rebellious face:

"Boom Boom... Feng Shaoxia, I see that your aura is vain, why can't you even condense the protective body qi, is it that your internal strength is exhausted, and you can't continue.

I guess I can't use the domineering sword qi just now, right?

And the palm technique of the golden dragon's phantom flickering is even more useless, right?

This young master is a fierce dragon and a tiger, and he is in full state, I see what other tricks you have to break my salamander immortality!"

Looking at Quale's unbeaten appearance, Feng Qingyun's heart was also muttering, looking at this guy's arrogant appearance, is it really not seriously injured, this salamander's immortal recovery ability is so sharp, this can't even take him from the Divine Palm, what tricks do I have to use·····

It's ridiculous to say, when the competition came to this point, the two young martial artists were disturbed by their opponents' words and performances, and who didn't see through the opponent's reality and reality.

Qualer thought that Feng Qingyun's internal force consumption was too great, and he couldn't fight for long, and Feng Qingyun on the other end thought that Quale's injury recovery power was extremely strong, and his fierce moves had no obvious effect.

In the field, the two figures looked at each other from a distance, Quale's body was stained with blood, on the skin armor of the alien beast on his chest, a clear palm print depression could be seen with the naked eye, and bright red blood appeared on the skin like a tattoo, exuding a faint breath of blood, and was secretly frantically promoting internal strength to heal.

On the other hand, Feng Qingyun was also a little embarrassed, the originally chic and handsome Liuyun Dao robe was torn off a large piece on his shoulder at the moment, and his messy hair was mixed with sweat on his forehead, looking anxious.

At this moment, the two of them are going to confront each other from afar, and they have a momentum of mountain rain coming and the wind is full of buildings, and the crowd of spectators outside the camp who were originally whispering are also shocked by this tense momentum at this moment, and they are silent one by one, staring intently at the changes in the field, for fear of missing a detail.

At this moment, Feng Qingyun lowered his head and was silent, thinking about the strategy against the enemy, if this Quale's recovery power was really as terrible as it looked, and his own move to make another move was just a refueling tactic, even if he had a qi recovery charm to restore his internal strength, the kid on the other side was simply a four-legged snake that couldn't be killed, how long would it take to fight like this?

If you want to say that there are more powerful tricks such as coming to the Divine Palm, Feng Qingyun really has it!

That is the seventh absolute of [Innate Qiankun Gong]: the heavens and the earth are shocked.

This set of exercises can be said to be the ultimate mastery in the Heavenly Immortal Qiankun Gong, the martial artist needs to use the power of the Qiankun to absorb the qi of heaven and earth within a radius of 10,000 miles, borrowing the wind, water, fire, mountain, and thunder in nature, a total of five kinds of heavenly power.

The more the power of heaven and earth the user absorbs, the more powerful the move will be, and in the end, it can almost trigger the power of the heavens and the earth to crack, and unleash an infinite power like a natural disaster between heaven and earth.

Even in the memory of Feng Qingyun's previous life, this set of stunts is the most destructive stunt in the entire story of the Son of Heaven. It's just that the power of this set of peerless learning is too terrifying, and it can't be promoted without more than forty years of internal force.

Moreover, in the story of Hong Kong Manga, this trick will suck the qi of heaven and earth, destroy the balance of nature, and after use, it will affect the ecology within a radius of thousands of miles, resulting in natural and man-made disasters, which also makes Feng Qingyun a little unbearable.

The current Feng Qingyun has several peerless internal skills, and after reaching the middle stage of the Qi Refining Realm, the sum of the internal forces in this body is also close to forty or fifty years of strong cultivation.

This skill is barely able to promote this move.

After a moment of silence, Feng Qingyun finally made a move, a pair of clear eyes looked at the sky as if nothing, and then glanced at Qualer opposite with an indifferent and arrogant look, this look was like looking at a dying person, it seemed to be full of pity.

Then, with his right hand to the sky and his left hand to the ground, a cyan light burst out from his eyes, and three thousand green silks moved with the wind, as if dancing wildly between heaven and earth, and the next moment, Feng Qingyun's body seemed to be free from the shackles of gravity, and actually floated up slowly.

"Between heaven and earth, why is there a wind? This land of Miaojiang is hot and humid, how can there be such a strange wind in ordinary times. ”

Even Jia Lao, who was not far away, felt the strange changes between heaven and earth, and muttered to himself in surprise.

"Elder Jia, it's not just the wind, I feel that the aura of heaven and earth around me has begun to storm away. ”

The ghost monkey on the side was also shocked and blurted out.

In the battlefield, as Feng Qingyun's figure soared, the internal force of the innate Qiankun Gong all over the body was like the Yellow River bursting its embankment, surging and surging, and an innate gossip figure condensed by cyan energy emitted ripples of energy like substance in the air, spreading away with bursts of halo between heaven and earth.

Feng Qingyun's left hand to the ground, his right hand to the sky, pinched into a sword finger, two invisible tornadoes and hurricanes formed between heaven and earth, and the eye of the hurricane was Feng Qingyun's hands, this two tornadoes, frantically inhaling the natural qi between heaven and earth, as if endlessly pouring into Feng Qingyun's body.

It was only when the meridians in his body swelled and Ying Ying was in pain that Feng Qingyun suddenly withdrew his hands, gently pushed his palms, and pointed obliquely at the Qualer below, the hurricane between heaven and earth seemed to have been instructed, and suddenly poured out in the direction of Feng Qingyun's palm, and the storm containing the true power of Taoism roared and rolled up the surrounding cars, horses, and tents, as if a natural disaster had come.

"Qual, this is my trick!