Chapter 676

Han Yonghui did not immediately use his mace.

He didn't know Li Qiankun's strength, so he first used an ordinary three grade spell "flying sand sword Qi" to test.

Tear it!

A quicksand like sword Qi was cut out. The speed was not slow. According to the previous deduction, Li Qiankun took a step to the left, palm with his right hand, cast the four grade magic "red rock palm" and beat it down.

Bang!

The flying sand sword Qi was smashed in an instant.

Han Yonghui's blow was easily resolved.

"What a powerful prediction! Is this a coincidence, or is it elder martial brother Li Qiankun's talent? "

Han Yonghui was surprised.

Without hesitation, he once again performed a four grade spell called Flying God swallow, which made dozens of sword Qi appear in front, combined in pairs, like a swallow's scissor tail.

Whoosh!

They joined together and cut at Li Qiankun.

"Falling flower palm!"

Li Qiankun stepped back three steps, pinched the Jue with both hands and pushed forward. In an instant, a large number of snow-white flowers flew forward and crashed into the sword Qi coming towards him.

"His prediction is very strong!"

Han Yonghui realized this.

He continued to make moves, and the level of magic products gradually increased from three and four to seven. He was serious.

However, no matter how tricky Han Yonghui's moves are, they are blocked by Li Qiankun with the same level of magic.

"Something's wrong, really something's wrong!"

Xia Qinglian, a disciple of three generations, frowned.

"Elder martial brother Han's moves are all blocked by the second generation elder martial brother Li Qiankun. It can't cause any damage. It's amazing!"

"Is this the horror of the second generation of senior brothers?"

Besides Xia Qinglian, other disciples are also ignorant.

Li Qiankun doesn't show his fame and reputation on weekdays, but who knows, he can easily resolve Han Yonghui's various attacks.

"Your poisonous milk is really strong."

In mid air, Ji Ziling glanced at Wang Ping'an, who shrunk his neck and smiled awkwardly.

"In fact, it can't be attributed to the poisonous milk. Li Qiankun's deduction ability is very strong. Even if I fight one of them, he can push most of my attacks."

The ink warbler held the spirit sword and said calmly.

"Younger martial brother Li Qiankun's deduction ability is so strong?" The other generation of disciples were all surprised.

"Of course it's strong." The ink warbler lightly points his chin, "in a battle of the same level, unless the combat power is crushed, otherwise, our moves will basically be deduced by Li Qiankun and easily resolved."

"It seems that Han Yonghui is going to lose." Huo Yunjie whispered.

Zongmen square.

Han Yonghui's dozens of attacks in a row were dissolved by Li Qiankun, which shocked his heart.

"This prediction is amazing!"

Han Yonghui was more and more discouraged.

This is only the 12th in the combat power list. Wouldn't it be more terrible if it was the top 10 in the combat power list?

Is it true that I can't even get in the top ten?

Han Yonghui became more and more surprised.

Even a sense of frustration.

"Younger martial brother, you have attacked for more than 50 rounds in a row. Are you tired? Next, I'll attack. " Li Qiankun drew a circle in the air with his left hand and held the sword formula in his right hand, gently.

Tear it!

The circle in the air quickly disassembled and became a sword Qi. It cut in the direction pointed by Li Qiankun.

Han Yonghui quickly drew his sword and tried to split the sword Qi.

However, Li Qiankun had expected that he knew Han Yonghui's move direction. He used the sword fighting technique to control the sword Qi to turn the direction, avoiding Han Yonghui's block.

Whoosh!

The sword Qi cut upward from below and touched Han Yonghui's wrist, breaking his robe and flying the long sword upside down.

Qiang!

This top-grade spirit sword is obliquely inserted into the brick crack of the square, and the handle of the sword is still trembling slightly, just like Han Yonghui's heart at the moment.

"How... How is it possible?"

Han Yonghui's pupils narrowed and he felt cold all over. When he looked down, he knew that Li Qiankun's sword Qi was hovering three inches in front of his neck.

As long as Li Qiankun moves his mind, this sword Qi can cut off Han Yonghui's neck.

Gudong!

Han Yonghui swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"I... I admit defeat."

Li Qiankun's sword Qi is too close.

This kind of distance, even if it is too late to show "Green yuan sword shield", there is no other way but to admit defeat.

"Hiss!"

"It's incredible that elder martial brother Han took the initiative to admit defeat after only dozens of rounds of fighting?"

"This battle is enough to show that elder martial brother Li Qiankun, No. 12 in the combat power list, deserves his reputation."

"Alas, our three generations of disciples are still too young after all, and the second generation of senior brothers can't fight. Then, aren't the top ten generation of disciples more abnormal?"

Three generations of disciples whispered.

At first, they were not very convinced of the first and second generation of disciples. In the eyes of the third generation of disciples, they were the Tianjiao of the 18th ancient clan. They were the top in any sect outside the world.

But who knows

Even Han Yonghui lost the first world war today!

The loser has no power to fight back!

"The strongest of our three generations of disciples stopped at the 15th in the combat power list. Is it true that the ranking on the combat power list is so accurate?"

The disciples sighed again.

"Younger martial brother Han, accept." Li Qiankun had long deduced that Han Yonghui would admit defeat when he came here. He was not surprised.

He withdrew the sword formula, and the sword Qi dissipated immediately.

Whoosh!

Li Qiankun jumped and returned to Wang Ping'an and others.

"Yes, you won so soon." Wang Ping'an rubbed Li Qiankun's shiny bald head and laughed.

"Cough! Keep a low profile. " Li Qiankun blushed.

Ethereal peak.

The Lord of the shadow demon sect gently stroked his long beard: "look! After only a few dozen rounds, Han Yonghui was defeated by Li Qiankun. The three generations of disciples are still too weak. It's really bad to keep them in the cave world. "

Qingshan sword Zu chin said: "indeed, they can grow faster if they go to the outside world."

At this time, Gong Qingqiu fell from the top of the ethereal peak.

"Hello, elder!"

When the disciples saw her, they saluted one after another.

Gong Qingqiu nodded and asked the crowd, "today, does anyone want to continue to challenge?"

She didn't object to the disciples competing with each other. Instead, she agreed with them and hoped that they would compete more and make common progress.

The disciples looked at each other when they heard the speech.

"No."

Han Yonghui shook his head.

He has already lost, so he decided to improve and enrich himself in the fastest time, and then it is not too late to compete with a generation of disciples.

"Since you don't want to continue the challenge, let's break up!"

Gong Qingqiu waved.

"Yes." The disciples bowed their hands and dispersed one after another. They should practice what they should do and perform what they should do.

The ethereal sect was up and down and busy again.

Headmaster hall.

Ye Feng saw the whole process of the battle.

"After this battle, the energy of the three generations of disciples has been mobilized. In the future, the harder you practice, the stronger I will be. It's amazing!"

He laughed.

……

Deep in the boundless sea.

There is a magnificent underwater imperial palace here.

It stretches for more than a hundred miles and is covered by a huge hemispherical bubble with a diameter of 200 miles, filling the interior with air.

In the center of the palace complex, there are eight tall towers.

A long halberd of moonlight hung on the top of each tower, emitting a terrible, fierce and explosive atmosphere.

Under the long halberd, there were two people sitting.

If ye Feng were here, he would be surprised.

This is because the female emperor Shenjiao, who is called the "three heavenly emperors of the scorching sun holy city" together with the white robed Heavenly Emperor and the Yellow Dragon Heavenly Emperor, is kneeling under a long halberd.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the opportunity for our bayuanhai family has come!"

The female emperor Shenjiao suddenly opened her eyes and said to the mysterious strong man who knelt on the other seven towers.