Chapter 101

"Draw..."

Qiu Shao murmured and lost his voice. The whole person suddenly became dejected. He was defeated by the falling sword, but he defeated the falling sword. Who is stronger and who is weaker between the two can think of it as long as he is not a fool.

It's funny that I've always been confident that I can easily win him, and even take the initiative to challenge him.

From beginning to end, I was just a clown!

Qiu Shao looked back at Yang Shiqi's suffocating youth face. She only felt that her heart was pierced by thousands of arrows.

not reconciled to!

It's so oppressive!

Qiu Shaoxian suddenly shouted angrily, "Qin Yi boy, you lie! With you, how can you lose the war and the sword float away - Ming tianzhang! "

His whole body shot at Qin Yi again and gave full play to Ming Tian's palm. Around him, a dense palm print patted Qin Yi.

flaws!

Qin Yi in the ethereal state can always easily see the flaws of the other party. He greeted him with an ordinary overlord fist and blew on the flaws of qiushao leisure.

"Boom!"

Qiu Shao flew out and fell to the ground.

Qin Yi stood there proudly. He was still weak, but he seemed to be a tall mountain. Even Qiu Shaoxian, the first young disciple of Lingyu sect, had to look up to him.

"Pa Pa......"

Qin Yi closed his fist, and there was a bone sound in his palm. His whole body was full of powerful strength in the mysterious way. He didn't have any flaws at that stop.

"Very good!"

Ji zhantian smiled and nodded. He was very satisfied, but he had some vague regrets.

That day in Qianqiu Pavilion, he watched Qin Yi fight from a distance, but he always felt that Qin Yi seemed to be more sharp.

Isn't... He hasn't done his best yet?

As soon as he thought about this, Ji zhantian's heart jumped gently. If the boy really hasn't done his best, he can't think about his potential.

"Qin Yi boy, I can't be defeated by you!"

In the center of the main hall, Qiu Shaoxian roared wildly. His body shot up again and waved his palm towards Qin Yi.

He is worthy of being the first young disciple of Lingyu sect. The inner strength of the mysterious way all over him distorts the air around him.

"Really strong!"

People can't help sighing.

Unfortunately, no matter how strong he is, Qin Yi, who has entered the ethereal state, can easily covet where his flaws are.

"Overlord fist!"

Qin Yi drank lightly and hit him with a flat fist. He was impartial, which was the flaw of Shao leisure in the Mid Autumn Festival.

Blow!

Qiu Shaoxian flew out again and fell to the ground.

As his body fell to the ground, all the senior leaders of Lingyu sect and young disciples present suddenly trembled. They felt that all this was as unreal as a dream.

You know, that's the chief disciple of Lingyu sect.

The night before the martial arts meeting of the school, Cang Songyi asked Qiu Shaoxian if there was any problem in keeping the chief position. Qiu Shaoxian replied that there was absolutely no problem.

Now it seems that if Qiu Shaoxian and Qin Yi compete in the martial arts meeting of the school, the position of chief is really mysterious

Puchang, who ranked second, and Tang Hangan, who ranked sixth, also turned green. They never dreamed of it. Now, even Qiu Shaoxian was easily defeated and ravaged by Qin Yi.

"I'll kill you!"

Qiu Shaoxian is obviously completely crazy and roars towards Qin Yi. Mingtian palm is brought into full play by him, one palm at a time.

"Overlord fist!"

Qin Yi responded to changes by keeping the same. Once again, he wrote down an ordinary basic boxing, which is also the flaw of easily hitting Shaoxian in the Mid Autumn Festival.

"Spray!"

Qiu Shaoxian fell to the ground again.

"Go to hell!"

"Overlord fist!"

"Puff!

“……”

Once upon a time, Qin Yi was the same. Bawangquan, the most basic martial art of the school, swept almost all the young disciples of the school.

Such a battle scene is very strange. People even have an illusion that they have returned to the martial arts meeting of the school.

All the people present, even Cang Songyi himself was stunned. He never thought that Qin Yi had been strong enough to ravage his adopted son at will.

Qiu Shaoxian was once his pride. He spent a lot of medicinal materials and pills to help him become a Tianzong wizard.

But now

Cang Songyi's heart at this time was in pain.

At the moment, Qiu Shaoxian has completely lost his mind under various psychological stimuli. After more than ten Bawang punches by Qin Yi, a trace of blood has spilled from the corners of his mouth.

However, he ignored it and still frantically rushed to Qin Yi.

"Headmaster, don't stop elder martial brother Qiu. If he goes on like this, he'll be badly hurt."

Qin Yi reminds Cang Songyi.

Cang Songyi returned to her senses and quickly drank: "idle son, stop!"

"No, I'll kill him!"

Qiu Shao, who had completely lost his mind, would not listen to Cang Songyi's drink. Instead, he rushed to Qin Yi more and more crazily. In an instant, he rushed to his eyes and raised his palm to cut his neck.

So fast!

Qin Yi frowned.

Qiu Shao was caught off guard by the speed of his death. It was too late to bombard him again.

So only——

Demons!

The next moment, Qin Yi's temperament changed greatly. It was clear that he was only a 15-year-old boy, but it gave people a feeling of being a strong man from the immortal era.

His black hair suddenly danced wildly, and a faint black gas even rolled all over his body. His big hand probed, his bones snapped, and the area of his palm soared several times in an instant.

This

Looking at the young man who was just like an immortal and ancient god, including Ji zhantian, the hearts of all people in the hall suddenly rolled up with towering waves. Everyone felt that Qin Yi's breath had a qualitative improvement in an instant.

"This is not the current martial arts, but the ancient martial arts!"

Ji zhantian was stunned and stood up directly from his chair.

"Qin Yi, stop!"

Cang Songyi exclaimed!

But it's obviously too late.

Qin Yi's big hand soared several times and patted Qiu Shaoxian.

It seems to be a magic hand from the ancient immortal era, breaking endless time and space, appearing in this Hongmeng era and shooting leisurely towards qiushao.

The devil's hand was Zhang Kuan, but it seemed to accommodate the whole world. The speed of shooting seemed slow, but in fact it was fast to the extreme. In an instant, it was shot on Qiu Shaoxian. At the same time, Qin Yi suddenly closed a considerable part of his strength.

"Bang!"

Zhang Kuan's left hand was patted on Qiu Shaoxian. Qiu Shaoxian only felt that a mountain hit him, and his body flew out mercilessly.

Shua!

Cang Songyi rushed up and took it in her arms.

"Rebel, you're looking for death. You dare to kill Xianer!"

Cang Songyi was furious and waved his palm to Qin Yi.

At this time, Qin Yi's left hand hasn't been restored to its original state in time. He is trying to kill Cangsong Yi to remember the devil. Together, it seems that the space is broken and appears directly in front of him.

It's Ji zhantian!

"Presumptuous!"

Ji zhantian brushed his big sleeve, Cang Songyi flew out directly and fell to the ground.

"Lord Ji, spare your life!"

Cang Songyi returned to her senses and suddenly turned pale.

"Hum, you dare to move the person whom the heavenly star Hou likes?"

Ji zhantian's face was rather gloomy, and his whole body was vaguely murderous. It was obvious that he was really angry.

Feeling Ji zhantian's killing intention, Cang Songyi's body trembled, and a bean sized bead of sweat oozed from his forehead.

A great metaphysical master at the peak. One move is enough to kill him.

"It was on impulse that I forgot that he was the favorite of tianxinghou. However, Lord Ji, is he too cruel and cruel? Even if my adopted son is out of control, he won't kill him?" Cang Songyi said carefully.

"Kill your adopted son?"

Ji zhantian shook his head: "if Qin Yi really wants to kill your adopted son, even if your adopted son is not dead, he has seriously fallen to the ground. It was Qin Yi's palm that really surprised me. Qin Yi, what is your martial arts? "

Ji zhantian looked at Qin Yi and his eyes became hot. The young man really hid something before.

The people of Lingyu gate also looked at Qin Yi, especially Yang Shiqi. In addition to being shocked and incredible, there was a strong happy look in their eyebrows.

This young man is so surprising. The slap just taken can definitely be unforgettable to those who see it for life.

Qin Yi's left hand has returned to normal. Facing the hot eyes of all the people, he doesn't have many waves in his heart. He turns and nods to Ji zhantian and smiles: "the palm I just took from elder martial brother Qiu is the seven forms of heavenly demons."

"Seven forms of heavenly demons?"

Ji zhantian was relieved: "it's no wonder. Just listening to this name, you know it's a martial art left over from the Xiangu years. I didn't expect this Lingyu gate and such immortal ancient martial arts. It's surprising. "

Cang Songyi, Qiu Shaoxian, Pu Chang, Yang Shiqi and other people of Lingyu gate feel something wrong in their hearts. What's wrong? They can't remember for a while and a half.

"Wait a minute, isn't it the collection of the Sutra pavilion?"

Or Yang Shiqi's reaction is the fastest, said carefully.

what?

It's that collection!

For a moment, the hearts of all people were filled with towering waves.

Once upon a time, I don't know how many senior masters tried their best to cultivate the content of the seven forms of demons. Finally, Lingyu gate had to give up and list it as a collection.

Now, this 15-year-old boy has cultivated the "seven forms of heavenly demons", which is a unique skill left over from the ancient immortal years.

This is absolutely shocking news!

Once, the whole people of Lingyu gate were laughing at Qin Yi. Did they pick a collection that could not be cultivated because their brain was caught by the door.

Now, Qin Yi has just cultivated this martial arts and is incredibly powerful. If he hadn't recovered half of his strength in time just now, Qiu Shaoxian would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die.