The God of War Challenging Heaven

“Tie...”

Qiushao muttered and lost his voice. The whole person, instantly lost his soul. He was defeated by the sword, but he defeated the sword, and whoever was strong or weak between them, as long as he was not a fool, could think of it.

Ridiculously, I've always been confident that I could easily beat him and even challenge him.

All along, I was just a jumping clown!

Qiushao glanced back, Yang Shiqina's beautiful and suffocating youthful face, just felt the heart, like it had been shot through by 10,000 arrows.

Unwilling!

It's so boring!

Qiushao suddenly and angrily drank: “Qin Yi Boy, you're lying! With you, it's impossible to defeat Sword Zero - Pluto Palm! ”

His whole person burst into Qin Yi again, playing the ultimate Palm of Heaven. Around him, a dense and numb palm print, slapped towards Qin Yi.

Bloom!

Qin Yi, in the state of emptiness, can always easily see the other party's bloom. His flat and unexpected champion fist greeted him, and it was extremely incredible to bombard Qiushao's idle bloom.

“Boom!”

Qiushao flew out idly and fell to the ground.

Qin Yi stood proudly there, that still had some weak body, but seemed to be a tall mountain, even the first young disciple of Ling Yumen Qiushao leisure, must look up.

“Pfft...”

Qin Yi closed his fists and made a skeletal sound in his palms. His whole body was all over him and through a majestic entrance, he went to that station without any tears.

“Very good!”

He nodded with a smile and was very happy with his heart, but he felt a little sorry for himself.

On that day, Qian Qiu Pavilion, he watched Qin Yi fight far away, but always felt that Qin Yi, seemed more sharp.

... hasn't he done his best yet?

With this in mind, Ji Wutian's mind jumped gently. If the teenager hasn't really done all he can, I can't imagine how much potential he has.

“Kid Qin Yi, I can't lose to your men! ”

In the center of the main hall, Qiushao roared and his body burst out again, waving his hands toward Qin Yi to kill him.

He was once the first young disciple of the Spirit Feather Gate, full of exuded inward-looking energy, pressed the air around him slightly distorted.

“Really strong! ”

The people couldn't help but admire.

It's just a pity that Qin Yi, who is stronger and enters a state of emptiness, can easily tell where his blossom is.

“Hopper Fist! ”

Qin Yi drank lightly, punched out flat, impartial, in the middle of the autumn shao idle bloom.

Spray!

Qiushao flew out again and fell to the ground.

As his body swept down, the spiritual feather doors and the young disciples present were all trembling, feeling that all this was as unreal as a dream.

You know, that's the chief disciple of Ling Yumen.

The night before the Wushu Guild, Cangsong asked Qiu Shao Lei if there was a problem in preserving the chief position, and Qiu Shao Lei's answer was absolutely no problem.

Now it seems that if Qiushao leisure and Qin Yi were to face each other in the Wuyu Guild of the Master Gate, the position of the chief is truly brilliant...

Puchan, who ranked second, and Tong Hangan, who ranked sixth, were also a little green. They could not have dreamed of it. Now, even Qiushao's leisure was easily defeated by Qin Yi and ravaged at will.

“I'm going to kill you! ”

Qiushao's leisure has obviously gone completely insane, roaring towards Qin Yi, and the meditation palm was played by him to the extreme, slashing the palm to Qin Yi constantly.

“Hopper Fist! ”

Qin Yi struck out again with a flat and uncanny basic boxing method, also easily hitting the bloom of Qiu Shao's leisure.

“Spray! ”

Qiushao fell to the floor again.

“Go to hell! ”

“Hopper Fist! ”

“Spray!

“ …… ”

Once upon a time, Qin Yi did the same thing. Just one of the most basic martial arts of the master gate, "Ju Wang Fist," almost swept across all the young disciples in the master gate.

This battle scene is so weird, people even have the illusion that they feel like they are back in the Wushu Guild.

Everyone present, even Panasonic looked at himself. He could not have imagined that Qin Yi was powerful enough to ravage his seiko at will.

Qiushao Leisure, who was once his pride, spent a lot of medicine and medicine to help him create a genius.

But now...

The pale heart at this time, under a single anguish.

At this moment, Qiushao leisure, under various psychological stimuli, has completely lost his mind. After having been continuously beaten by Qin Yi more than ten Keeper King fists, his mouth has spilled a trace of blood.

However, he ignored it and still went mad to kill Qin Yi.

“Master, please stop Autumn Brother, so that he will only be afraid of serious injury. ”

Qin Yi warned the sky to relax.

The sky turned back and drank quickly: "Idle, stop it! ”

“No, I'm gonna kill him! ”

Qiushao, who has completely lost his mind, where will he listen to the pale drinking, instead, the crazier he rushes to Qin Yi, that room, he rushes to his eyes, hands up to his neck severely.

So fast!

Qin Yi Jiaomei.

The speed of Qiushao's death made him a little overwhelmed, and it was too late to bombard his bloom.

Then there's just...

Demon of Heaven!

At the next moment, Qin Yi's temperament changed dramatically. He was clearly just a teenager as young as fifteen years old, but gave a sense of the Geshi strong coming from the Immortal Age.

He had dark hair all over his head, suddenly he danced wildly, and even rolled up a hint of black gas, his hands spying, his bones snapping, the area of his palms, instantly multiplying.

This…

Looking at the sudden arrival of the Yuru Ancient God, including Ji Wu Tian, the hearts of the people in the palace instantly burst with horrors, people can feel it, Qin Yi's breath all over the body, instantly has a qualitative improvement.

“It's not martial arts now, it's martial arts! ”

Thrilled by the war, the whole person stood up directly from the chair.

“Qin Yi, stop! ”

Calm down and shout!

But it's obviously too late.

Qin Yi surged several times in the big hand, slapping towards Qiushao idle.

Seems like an all-terrain demon hand taken from the Immortal Age, smashing endless space-time, appeared in this Hung Meng Era and headed towards Qiushao idyllic photography.

The devil's hand was wide, but it seemed to accommodate the whole heavens and earth. The speed of filming seemed slow, but it was actually fast to the extreme point. In a moment, it was filmed on Qiushao's idle body. At the same time, Qin Yi was also going to be a significant part of the power, suddenly harvesting.

“Boom!”

Jong-won's left hand was patted on Qiushao's idle body. Qiushao's idle body felt like a mountain crashed into him and his body flew out harshly.

Boo!

The pale rushed up and caught it in his arms.

“Rebel, if you want to die, you dare to hurt the slayer! ”

The palm waved straight towards Qin Yi, angry and angry.

At this time, Qin Yi's left hand did not have time to recover to its original state. He was trying to kill himself to give Panasonic a copy of the celestial demon, a figure, but it seemed to break space and appeared directly in front of it.

Exactly!

“Outrageous! ”

At the dawn of the Great Sleeve of Ji Wu Tian, the pale flew straight out and fell to the ground.

“Lord Ki, forgive me! ”

The pale face suddenly grew pale after returning to God.

“Huh, you dare to move the stars? ”

Ji Wutian's face, quite gloomy, hidden in a murderous intent, obviously moved true anger.

Feeling the killing intentions emanating from the discipline of the heavens, the pale body couldn't help but tremble, over the forehead, instantly seeping a bean-sized sweat bead.

A Peak Master of the Great Xuan, to destroy him, one move is enough.

“It was my impulse, I forgot that he was the one who Tianxing Hou loved, but, Lord Ji, is he too harsh and spicy, even though my son is a little out of control, he doesn't want to kill him?” Said the pale and careful.

“Killer for your son? ”

Ji Jintian shook his head: “If Qin Yi really wanted to kill you, your son would be seriously injured if he hadn't died by now. The hand of Qin Yi really amazed me. Qin Yi, what kind of martial arts is that? ”

Ji Wu Tianwang turned to Qin Yi, his eyes became fierce. This teenager, he had hidden something before.

The people of Ling Yumen, also an incredible look at Qin Yi, especially Yang Shiqi, in addition to the shock and incredible, the eyebrows, with a strong color of joy.

This teenager is so surprising, the hand you just shot will definitely make the person you see unforgettable for life.

Qin Yi's left hand has returned to normal. Faced with the fierce eyes of everyone, he did not have many waves in his heart. He turned to smile at the discipline warfare sky: “The hand I just shot of Brother Qiu was the Seven Types of Tenjin." ”

“Demon Seven? ”

Ji Jin Tiansuo explained: “No wonder, just listen to this name and you will know that it is the martial arts inherited from the immortal years. Surprisingly, this Ling Yumen and such ancient martial arts. ”

Cangsong, Qiushao Leisure, Puchang, Yang Shiqi and other Ling Yumen people, but there is something wrong in their hearts. What is wrong with them? For a moment and a half, people can't remember.

“Wait a minute, Titan Seven. Isn't that the collection from the Sutra? ”

Yang Shiqi responded the fastest, he said carefully.

- What? - What?

Turns out it's the collection!

For a moment, in the hearts of people, there was a terrible wave.

At one time, I didn't know how many senior masters, exhausted their minds, and couldn't practise the contents of the Seven Types of Celestial Demons. Ultimately, Ling Yumen had to give up and list them as collectibles.

Today, this 15-year-old teenager practiced the ancient Legacy of the Seven Types of Celestial Demons.

This is absolutely shocking news!

In the past, the whole Ling Yumen was laughing at Qin Yi. Did he get his head caught in the door? He actually picked a collection that he couldn't cultivate.

Now, Qin Yi is hard to cultivate this martial arts, and it is incredibly powerful. If he hadn't recovered half his strength in time, Qiushao's idleness would have seriously injured him if he hadn't died.