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Suddenly.
"Bullying and killing three types - the first type!"
He changed his moves, punched out, and blasted the huge blade that came from the fierce split, directly smashing it.
"The eighth move of beheading the gods!"
He Gong's divine chopping has been performed to the eighth form. When it comes to this form, the power is exactly twice that of the first form. The sharp half moon machete, sharp and strange, draws a suffocating huge blade.
"Bullying and killing three types - the second type!"
Qin Yi didn't panic. He fought calmly. The second of the third form of bullying and killing was still a fist, smashing the knife awn.
The inner strength of the patriarchal road in his body was surging like a wave. Coupled with the flaming seeds of the fire element in the Dantian, every punch was powerful enough.
Such strength, even the great Xuanshi at the peak of xuandao 9 realm, will be severely damaged if he gets a punch, even if he doesn't die.
"The ninth move of beheading the gods!"
He Gong drank angrily.
The power of the ninth move of the divine chopping is four times that of the first move.
"Bullying and killing three types - the third type!"
Qin Yi's fist almost broke through the heaven and earth. It was even harder than steel. He welcomed Gong.
The space around the fist was violently twisted, as if it were going to break up.
It's amazing!
Qin Yi, a disciple who had just broken through the patriarchal Road, actually resisted the nine moves of He Gong and asked God to chop. What's more, he was always calm and did not lose the slightest.
"Such momentum is not what ordinary people can have. They must have experienced hundreds of battles before they can sharpen it."
At the moment, gongzuhe, who was sitting on the top of the stone steps, couldn't help sighing: "although Qin Yi's exertion is only xuandao martial arts, his own momentum is much stronger than he Gong, and his speed and internal strength are not weak. He Gong wants to defeat him, I'm afraid it's not easy. This disciple is really talented and amazing. "
The immortal worshipping immortal below has become quite gloomy. Qin Yi's birth makes him feel uneasy.
The top ten disciples of the sect over there looked at Qin Yi in the challenge arena with an incredible look. The lower disciples looked ashamed and thought they were not Qin Yi's opponents.
Huo Hua, Na LAN Yunfang and other top disciples are also thinking to themselves, if Qin Yi challenges himself, how much is his chance of winning.
On the challenge arena.
"The tenth move of beheading the gods!"
He Gong roared.
At the moment, his black hair stood upright, and his whole body was violent. This beast like appearance was very different from his usual lazy and casual image.
The endless dark sabres broke through the air and came to Qin Yi with a harsh roar of anger.
The power of the tenth move of the divine beheading is six times that of the first move!
"Rage formula!"
Looking at the dagger like the face of a ghost, Qin Yi stood proudly there, still, hunting in his clothes.
He turned his palm into a fist and changed his martial arts again to meet the startling blade.
In an instant, a violent spirit leaked out from him. His whole human charm was also changed with this great change. His black hair fluttered wildly in his chest. In an instant, he was burning a towering sense of war.
"Boom!"
Qin Yi punched out, and the pressure from the fist made the surrounding space crazy and distorted, with a momentum of thousands.
Rage formula!
Seeing the young man on the challenge arena suddenly hit such a powerful punch, all the senior leaders in the sect were shocked to stand up again, as if watching ghosts, looking at the young man on the challenge arena.
People's hearts are shocked hard to attach!
Not just because of the surprise of the boy's punch.
"Reproduction of taboo martial arts!"
The immortal worshipping immortal among the eight elders, after being mercilessly stunned, appeared a smile on his white face: "if so, the boy in front of me will not pose any threat to me."
At the end of his speech, he breathed out a long breath, and the uneasiness in his heart disappeared in an instant.
He knows very well what the final result of practicing "Rage formula" is, that is, sudden death, there will be no accidents!
The elder, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly trembled and twitched his muscles on his face: "tragedy, the tragedy of zongmen two years ago, happened again."
Some of the other high-level leaders in the sect sighed gently, showing regret, while others gloated.
On the challenge arena.
Qin Yi in the fierce battle could not have noticed the movements of these high-level sects. At the moment, his body was full of violent power. Every punch was surging with unparalleled strength.
He Gong was shocked by the strength of Qin Yi's fist technique and fought with all his strength.
"The twelfth move of beheading the gods!"
His divine beheading has come to the 13th move!
The power of this type is already ten times that of the first type. Just the Dao Qi is enough to hit any strong person below the patriarchal road.
"Rage formula!"
Qin Yi's moves remained unchanged. He still fought with a violent formula. He killed the copy of He Gong with the God of heaven and blew it to pieces.
In fact, the moves of rage formula are not complex. It can even be said that it is not much better than overlord fist, and its mystery lies in bringing a person into rage.
Once a person enters a violent state, his explosive power is definitely more than twice as much as usual.
Now, Qin Yi has reached the fourth level of the martial arts of "Rage formula", and its power is unimaginable.
However, despite this, he Gong on the opposite side still did not lose the wind, and his strength can be seen.
"Ha ha, this battle is really enjoyable, but I want to see how many moves you can resist my God's cutting."
He Gong suddenly laughed and showed his crazy state.
There are 18 movements in total. The power of each form is superimposed. He doesn't believe that a boy who has just broken through the patriarchal road can resist his 18 movements.
He Gong Yang Dao!
Machete to the sky!
Endless murderous intent, wreaking havoc on the whole audience in an instant!
"Kill the fourteenth move with the Heavenly God!"
He Gong roared wildly, holding the knife in both hands and chopping down with force, and the trembling blade broke through the air.
"This is the end of everything."
The faint voice was slowly spitting out from Qin Yi's mouth.
"Seven forms of heavenly demons - the first form!"
The next moment, his charm changed again. The whole person seemed to be like the demon king who suddenly came here from Xiangu years. His whole body was up and down, and even suddenly haunted with a trace of magic gas out of thin air.
"Pa pa..."
At the same time, in his left hand, there was a sudden sound of soaring bones. In a flash, his left hand became wide enough.
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Suddenly.
"Bullying and killing three types - the first type!"
He changed his moves, punched out, and blasted the huge blade that came from the fierce split, directly smashing it.
"The eighth move of beheading the gods!"
He Gong's divine chopping has been performed to the eighth form. When it comes to this form, the power is exactly twice that of the first form. The sharp half moon machete, sharp and strange, draws a suffocating huge blade.
"Bullying and killing three types - the second type!"
Qin Yi didn't panic. He fought calmly. The second of the third form of bullying and killing was still a fist, smashing the knife awn.
The inner strength of the patriarchal road in his body was surging like a wave. Coupled with the flaming seeds of the fire element in the Dantian, every punch was powerful enough.
Such strength, even the great Xuanshi at the peak of xuandao 9 realm, will be severely damaged if he gets a punch, even if he doesn't die.
"The ninth move of beheading the gods!"
He Gong drank angrily.
The power of the ninth move of the divine chopping is four times that of the first move.
"Bullying and killing three types - the third type!"
Qin Yi's fist almost broke through the heaven and earth. It was even harder than steel. He welcomed Gong.
The space around the fist was violently twisted, as if it were going to break up.
It's amazing!
Qin Yi, a disciple who had just broken through the patriarchal Road, actually resisted the nine moves of He Gong and asked God to chop. What's more, he was always calm and did not lose the slightest.
"Such momentum is not what ordinary people can have. They must have experienced hundreds of battles before they can sharpen it."
At the moment, gongzuhe, who was sitting on the top of the stone steps, couldn't help sighing: "although Qin Yi's exertion is only xuandao martial arts, his own momentum is much stronger than he Gong, and his speed and internal strength are not weak. He Gong wants to defeat him, I'm afraid it's not easy. This disciple is really talented and amazing. "
The immortal worshipping immortal below has become quite gloomy. Qin Yi's birth makes him feel uneasy.
The top ten disciples of the sect over there looked at Qin Yi in the challenge arena with an incredible look. The lower disciples looked ashamed and thought they were not Qin Yi's opponents.
Huo Hua, Na LAN Yunfang and other top disciples are also thinking to themselves, if Qin Yi challenges himself, how much is his chance of winning.
On the challenge arena.
"The tenth move of beheading the gods!"
He Gong roared.
At the moment, his black hair stood upright, and his whole body was violent. This beast like appearance was very different from his usual lazy and casual image.
The endless dark sabres broke through the air and came to Qin Yi with a harsh roar of anger.
The power of the tenth move of the divine beheading is six times that of the first move!
"Rage formula!"
Looking at the dagger like the face of a ghost, Qin Yi stood proudly there, still, hunting in his clothes.
He turned his palm into a fist and changed his martial arts again to meet the startling blade.
In an instant, a violent spirit leaked out from him. His whole human charm was also changed with this great change. His black hair fluttered wildly in his chest. In an instant, he was burning a towering sense of war.
"Boom!"
Qin Yi punched out, and the pressure from the fist made the surrounding space crazy and distorted, with a momentum of thousands.
Rage formula!
Seeing the young man on the challenge arena suddenly hit such a powerful punch, all the senior leaders in the sect were shocked to stand up again, as if watching ghosts, looking at the young man on the challenge arena.
People's hearts are shocked hard to attach!
Not just because of the surprise of the boy's punch.
"Reproduction of taboo martial arts!"
The immortal worshipping immortal among the eight elders, after being mercilessly stunned, appeared a smile on his white face: "if so, the boy in front of me will not pose any threat to me."
At the end of his speech, he breathed out a long breath, and the uneasiness in his heart disappeared in an instant.
He knows very well what the final result of practicing "Rage formula" is, that is, sudden death, there will be no accidents!
The elder, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly trembled and twitched his muscles on his face: "tragedy, the tragedy of zongmen two years ago, happened again."
Some of the other high-level leaders in the sect sighed gently, showing regret, while others gloated.
On the challenge arena.
Qin Yi in the fierce battle could not have noticed the movements of these high-level sects. At the moment, his body was full of violent power. Every punch was surging with unparalleled strength.
He Gong was shocked by the strength of Qin Yi's fist technique and fought with all his strength.
"The twelfth move of beheading the gods!"
His divine beheading has come to the 13th move!
The power of this type is already ten times that of the first type. Just the Dao Qi is enough to hit any strong person below the patriarchal road.
"Rage formula!"
Qin Yi's moves remained unchanged. He still fought with a violent formula. He killed the copy of He Gong with the God of heaven and blew it to pieces.
In fact, the moves of rage formula are not complex. It can even be said that it is not much better than overlord fist, and its mystery lies in bringing a person into rage.
Once a person enters a violent state, his explosive power is definitely more than twice as much as usual.
Now, Qin Yi has reached the fourth level of the martial arts of "Rage formula", and its power is unimaginable.
However, despite this, he Gong on the opposite side still did not lose the wind, and his strength can be seen.
"Ha ha, this battle is really enjoyable, but I want to see how many moves you can resist my God's cutting."
He Gong suddenly laughed and showed his crazy state.
There are 18 movements in total. The power of each form is superimposed. He doesn't believe that a boy who has just broken through the patriarchal road can resist his 18 movements.
He Gong Yang Dao!
Machete to the sky!
Endless murderous intent, wreaking havoc on the whole audience in an instant!
"Kill the fourteenth move with the Heavenly God!"
He Gong roared wildly, holding the knife in both hands and chopping down with force, and the trembling blade broke through the air.
"This is the end of everything."
The faint voice was slowly spitting out from Qin Yi's mouth.
"Seven forms of heavenly demons - the first form!"
The next moment, his charm changed again. The whole person seemed to be like the demon king who suddenly came here from Xiangu years. His whole body was up and down, and even suddenly haunted with a trace of magic gas out of thin air.
"Pa pa..."
At the same time, in his left hand, there was a sudden sound of soaring bones. In a flash, his left hand became wide enough.
Suddenly."Bullying and killing three types - the first type!"He changed his moves, punched out, and blasted the huge blade that came from the fierce split, directly smashing it."The eighth move of beheading the gods!"He Gong's divine chopping has been performed to the eighth form. When it comes to this form, the power is exactly twice that of the first form. The sharp half moon machete, sharp and strange, draws a suffocating huge blade."Bullying and killing three types - the second type!"Qin Yi didn't panic. He fought calmly. The second of the third form of bullying and killing was still a fist, smashing the knife awn.The inner strength of the patriarchal road in his body was surging like a wave. Coupled with the flaming seeds of the fire element in the Dantian, every punch was powerful enough.Such strength, even the great Xuanshi at the peak of xuandao 9 realm, will be severely damaged if he gets a punch, even if he doesn't die."The ninth move of beheading the gods!"He Gong drank angrily.The power of the ninth move of the divine chopping is four times that of the first move."Bullying and killing three types - the third type!"Qin Yi's fist almost broke through the heaven and earth. It was even harder than steel. He welcomed Gong.The space around the fist was violently twisted, as if it were going to break up.It's amazing!Qin Yi, a disciple who had just broken through the patriarchal Road, actually resisted the nine moves of He Gong and asked God to chop. What's more, he was always calm and did not lose the slightest."Such momentum is not what ordinary people can have. They must have experienced hundreds of battles before they can sharpen it."At the moment, gongzuhe, who was sitting on the top of the stone steps, couldn't help sighing: "although Qin Yi's exertion is only xuandao martial arts, his own momentum is much stronger than he Gong, and his speed and internal strength are not weak. He Gong wants to defeat him, I'm afraid it's not easy. This disciple is really talented and amazing. "The immortal worshipping immortal below has become quite gloomy. Qin Yi's birth makes him feel uneasy.The top ten disciples of the sect over there looked at Qin Yi in the challenge arena with an incredible look. The lower disciples looked ashamed and thought they were not Qin Yi's opponents.Huo Hua, Na LAN Yunfang and other top disciples are also thinking to themselves, if Qin Yi challenges himself, how much is his chance of winning.On the challenge arena."The tenth move of beheading the gods!"He Gong roared.At the moment, his black hair stood upright, and his whole body was violent. This beast like appearance was very different from his usual lazy and casual image.The endless dark sabres broke through the air and came to Qin Yi with a harsh roar of anger.The power of the tenth move of the divine beheading is six times that of the first move!"Rage formula!"Looking at the dagger like the face of a ghost, Qin Yi stood proudly there, still, hunting in his clothes.He turned his palm into a fist and changed his martial arts again to meet the startling blade.In an instant, a violent spirit leaked out from him. His whole human charm was also changed with this great change. His black hair fluttered wildly in his chest. In an instant, he was burning a towering sense of war."Boom!"Qin Yi punched out, and the pressure from the fist made the surrounding space crazy and distorted, with a momentum of thousands.Rage formula!Seeing the young man on the challenge arena suddenly hit such a powerful punch, all the senior leaders in the sect were shocked to stand up again, as if watching ghosts, looking at the young man on the challenge arena.People's hearts are shocked hard to attach!Not just because of the surprise of the boy's punch."Reproduction of taboo martial arts!"The immortal worshipping immortal among the eight elders, after being mercilessly stunned, appeared a smile on his white face: "if so, the boy in front of me will not pose any threat to me."At the end of his speech, he breathed out a long breath, and the uneasiness in his heart disappeared in an instant.He knows very well what the final result of practicing "Rage formula" is, that is, sudden death, there will be no accidents!The elder, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly trembled and twitched his muscles on his face: "tragedy, the tragedy of zongmen two years ago, happened again."Some of the other high-level leaders in the sect sighed gently, showing regret, while others gloated.On the challenge arena.Qin Yi in the fierce battle could not have noticed the movements of these high-level sects. At the moment, his body was full of violent power. Every punch was surging with unparalleled strength.He Gong was shocked by the strength of Qin Yi's fist technique and fought with all his strength."The twelfth move of beheading the gods!"His divine beheading has come to the 13th move!The power of this type is already ten times that of the first type. Just the Dao Qi is enough to hit any strong person below the patriarchal road."Rage formula!"Qin Yi's moves remained unchanged. He still fought with a violent formula. He killed the copy of He Gong with the God of heaven and blew it to pieces.In fact, the moves of rage formula are not complex. It can even be said that it is not much better than overlord fist, and its mystery lies in bringing a person into rage.Once a person enters a violent state, his explosive power is definitely more than twice as much as usual.Now, Qin Yi has reached the fourth level of the martial arts of "Rage formula", and its power is unimaginable.However, despite this, he Gong on the opposite side still did not lose the wind, and his strength can be seen."Ha ha, this battle is really enjoyable, but I want to see how many moves you can resist my God's cutting."He Gong suddenly laughed and showed his crazy state.There are 18 movements in total. The power of each form is superimposed. He doesn't believe that a boy who has just broken through the patriarchal road can resist his 18 movements.He Gong Yang Dao!Machete to the sky!Endless murderous intent, wreaking havoc on the whole audience in an instant!"Kill the fourteenth move with the Heavenly God!"He Gong roared wildly, holding the knife in both hands and chopping down with force, and the trembling blade broke through the air."This is the end of everything."The faint voice was slowly spitting out from Qin Yi's mouth."Seven forms of heavenly demons - the first form!"The next moment, his charm changed again. The whole person seemed to be like the demon king who suddenly came here from Xiangu years. His whole body was up and down, and even suddenly haunted with a trace of magic gas out of thin air."Pa pa..."At the same time, in his left hand, there was a sudden sound of soaring bones. In a flash, his left hand became wide enough.
