Chapter 1142: The Verge

"I've never seen anyone so stupid!"

"Oh, he's not stupid, he's arrogant!

"A little speechless, the tenth-level cultivator of Qi cultivation can't even accept the concession of the twelfth layer of Qi cultivation seniors, I can't understand it!"

"Maybe he thought he could defeat Senior Brother Yun. ”

"This should be the coldest joke I've ever heard, the tenth layer of Qi cultivation has no ability to fight back before the twelfth level of Qi training. ”

"If he can defeat Senior Brother Yun, I will directly eat Xiao Hei's dung from last night!"

"Who is Blackie?"

"It's the dog raised by Senior Brother Yun. ”

"Haha! I'm going to eat half of it too!"

……

The disciples in the audience were all sarcastic and ridiculed Xia Liu.

In their opinion, Senior Brother Yun was invincible.

Among the sects that can crush Senior Brother Yun, the only ones who can crush the Great Elder and the Sect Leader Lu Mu are the only ones.

The remaining three elders, their cultivation was all at the thirteenth level of Qi cultivation.

Senior Brother Yun practiced Qi at the twelfth level, and he had the qualifications to compete with the thirteenth layer of Qi cultivation monks without defeat.

If Xia Liu wanted to defeat Senior Brother Yun, it was almost impossible.

"Since you insist on this, then I have nothing more to say. ”

Yun Hai smiled lightly and shook his head, Xia Liu didn't accept it, so wait for an instant defeat.

"Eight Desolation Palms!"

One pneumatic mountains and rivers, four clouds and empty air, eight wildernesses shake the four wildernesses!

The Eight Desolation Palms are the spiritual techniques of the Qingyun Sect.

But it's one of the most violent spiritual arts.

Cultivating the Eight Desolation Palms to the realm of perfection, it can even crush the peak of the middle grade, and even the top grade spiritual arts.

Yun Hai is a cultivator of the twelfth layer of Qi cultivation, and with his skillful Eight Desolation Palms, it is more than enough to defeat Xia Liu.

With the condensation of the sea of clouds, the eight desolations were turbulent, the four wilds trembled, and the clouds and sky were even more chaotic.

An incomparable power rushed through it, making everyone wait with bated breath.

"It's powerful, but there's a spirituality in it. ”

Xia Liu nodded, the Eight Desolation Palms are indeed very good, but compared to the exhaustion of Xuanhuang, it has good spiritual power.

With one hand raised to the sky, in an instant, the aura within the radius began to riot, and then converged towards the Xia Stream.

"Exhausted Xuanhuang!"

For the twelfth-layer cultivators who practiced qi, as soon as Xia Liu used it, he condensed the martial arts that were exhausted of Xuanhuang out of the top layer.

In the dantian, the five elements of spiritual energy rushed out angrily.

After being frightened away, he broke through the boundaries of his physical body and gathered on the palm of his hand that looked up to the sky.

A solemn and terrifying aura rippled for it.

Feeling this kind of power, even Lu Mu and the others were surprised.

This kind of spiritual art, its level, is at least above the middle grade!

Nowadays, there is a spiritual art in the Huaxia world, and if you want to talk about telephones, it is definitely the five great immortal gates.

But the spiritual arts above the middle grade, even the five major immortal sects rarely possess them.

But Xia Liu can show it.

It is conceivable how huge the energy behind him was before he entered Qingyun.

Liu Hong also looked at Xia Liu differently, when he fought against Ye Tiande, Xia Liu amazed him.

Looking at his leapfrog battle today, it's not as simple as being amazing.

He does have what it takes!

It's worth paying attention to!

The power of Xuanhuang shocked the audience, and the sea of clouds also felt bad.

But the Eight Desolation Palms have been condensed, and he can't change it, only to shake it head-on!

Rumble!

The mighty palm rushed out, the four fields rumbled, and the breath was unmatched.

On the opposite side, Xia Liu pressed the palm print at the same time.

The confluence of Haoyuan condensed into a golden handprint.

The palm prints on it are clearly visible.

The speed is so fast, in an instant, the two palms are handed over.

The first move of the two geniuses and powerhouses, the Eight Desolation Palms fell to the upper hand.

The broken big handprint continued to attack, as if it was about to crush the sea of clouds in one go.

Yun Hai is not a mediocre monk who cultivates qi at the third or fourth level.

He has the twelfth level of Qi cultivation and has a wealth of combat experience.

At the moment when the Eight Desolation Palms shattered, the long sword hanging from his back rushed out.

With the sword of qi, with the sword of the gods.

The sword pointed at each other, and the long sword carried a fierce aura, directly shattering the big handprint in an instant.

Then the long sword attacked, and there was a little more killing intent on it.

Seeing this, Xia Liu was not in a hurry, and his sword fingers condensed.

Woohoo!!

Suddenly, the sound of Xiao Se's sword resounded throughout the territory.

I was surprised to see a fiery red front appear.

The red front spun out, and with a single blow, it knocked back the long sword of the sea of clouds.

Holding the Flowing Fire Sword in his hand, the fire attribute aura on Xia Liu's body rioted.

A blazing invisible flame enveloped a radius of several miles.

"Fire Attribute Spiritual Weapon!"

"What a powerful flame!"

"Oh my God, where was his sword hidden?"

"Wait!

"He's got a storage container!"

After the surprise of the spirit weapon, everyone reacted.

Xia Liu actually has a storage container on his body!

He's not easy!

The low-level disciples were stunned.

Although this battle has only just begun, the speed is so fast that they are envious.

The wonderful posture is far better than what I have seen in my life.

"Sure enough, it's a young hero, and he actually has a storage container!"

"Great Elder, what was the background of this son before entering Qingyun?"

"To be able to use the tenth layer of Qi training to leapfrog the battle of the twelfth layer of Qi training and not be defeated, before he comes to Qingyun, he must not be underestimated, this must be checked. ”

The three elders were all amazed.

Even if they were elders of the Qingyun Sect, they were not qualified to enjoy the storage containers.

However, the young Xia Liu actually had it.

His background can be imagined!

However, now that he had become a disciple of Qingyun, the three elders naturally had some suspicions.

"There is no doubt about his identity, even the pure real people of Shushan shelter him everywhere. ”

Liu Hong didn't say much else, what does the pure real person represent, he believes that the three elders understand.

"The pure real people of Shushan are all sheltered!"

Hearing this answer, the three elders were shocked and all let down their guard.

The pure real person represents the justice of the world.

It does not belong to the Five Great Immortal Sects, and it is not intended to be at the peak of cultivation.

The heart is concerned about the world, and there is no one in the world after the purification!

This is the inscription of the former real person who is famous all over the world.

It is not difficult to see from this that the influence of Qing Zhenren in the Chinese world.

However, some self-righteous people will not be too friendly to Qingjue Zhenren, and even try to kill Qingjue.

Because of his presence, many things have become troublesome.

"I'm all thinking about it, take a good look at this competition, the excitement is just beginning!"

At this time, above the square, under the scorching sun, only the flashes of sharp edges collided.

Both of them are above the upper echelons.

It is impossible to catch with the naked eye.

All the low-level disciples could reach was the light that came out of the collision.

Bite!

A crisp and loud sound appeared, and on the square, a black and a white figure each shook back a hundred meters.

Yun Hai glanced down at the long sword in his hand, and then his face was covered with black lines.

This sword, which was close to the spiritual weapon, was covered with traces like spider webs.

Click!

As the aura was withdrawn, the sword in Yun Hai's hand immediately disintegrated, and the fragments scattered all over the place。。。。。

(End of chapter)