He Zhentian's palm was dense, Zhao Hanqing's footwork shook after the palm, and he made more than 20 moves, and his shoulder was slammed by He Zhentian's palm, and he stumbled and almost fell, but in order to save the Taishan faction, he would rather take his life and hold back. Seeing eighty moves, ninety moves, and gradually approaching one hundred moves, He Zhentian has never been able to defeat Zhao Hanqing, if one hundred moves passes, he will be defeated in the hands of Zhao Hanqing, not to mention what he is planning, if he is defeated, what face will he have to stand in the rivers and lakes? It is to exert ten successes, and each palm is a lifelong effort.

Zhao Hanqing's footwork became more and more scattered, but He Zhentian's palm power became stronger and stronger, and after a few moves, he received another palm on his leg. He Zhentian was secretly happy, knowing that if he slapped one or two more palms, Zhao Hanqing would have to fall. But at this moment, it was already the ninety-ninth move, and there was still the last move left.

He Zhentian shouted, exhausted his life's skills, one move "giant elephant devouring", and his palm power was already extremely powerful, enveloping Zhao Hanqingtuan in it.

Zhao Hanqing was almost overwhelmed by the circle formed by the power of his palm, and he was injured in his leg, his knee weakened, and he fell to the ground. Coincidentally, this fell just past He Zhentian's fatal palm, but He Zhentian's move was so powerful, and the aftermath contained in it was also continuous, Zhao Hanqing only felt that his chest and back were hit by the palm force, and his bones were about to break, so he hurriedly rolled away.

He Zhentian was like thunder, seeing that Zhao Hanqing was already scarred, since the Taishan Conference, this kid has been his confidant, and at this time, he was defeated in his hands, how can his anger be suppressed?

Zhao Hanqing didn't have much strength at this time, so he rolled his body, but his strength was exhausted, and he didn't roll fast, He Zhentian's palm power had arrived, half of it hit the ground, and it fell into a big pit, and half of the palm force hit Zhao Hanqing's head, a large piece of scalp fell, and blood splashed everywhere.

He Zhentian sent out one palm, and the other palm sent it again, at this time, Zhao Hanqing didn't talk about dismantling, and he didn't even have the strength to fight back, and with a bang, he hit the chest and broke three ribs. Gritted his teeth and held back, trying his best to dodge, seeing that He Zhentian's third palm was coming, he was powerless and waiting to die.

Suddenly, Qian Sanyuan shouted: "Formation!" Sun Lihui, Li Yuntong, Zhou Zhaozhong, Wu Qiushui, Zheng Zhicheng and others rushed up, each standing in their own position, and at this time, Wang Xueqing's injuries were almost healed, and they were also included.

The seven people lined up according to the position, seeing that as long as Qian Sanyuan gave an order, the Spirit Wind Seven Star Array would start immediately, he had suffered a big loss from this sword array, and knew that once he was trapped by the sword array, it would take a lot of trouble to break through the encirclement, so he sighed and flew over the heads of the seven people, and walked down the mountain without looking back