"I believe it!" Elder Yun Shu took a deep breath and said, "Otherwise, how can Guo Yi's appearance be explained? One anger slashes Ding Qianqiu, and one anger slashes against the sky. Now, one move to destroy the heavens is even more likely to destroy the sky. If there is no place for holy ruins, I will never believe it!"

In Elder Yunshu's opinion, Guo Yi must be an immortal among the holy ruins. Otherwise, how to explain Guo Yi's life?

From an obscurity, from a nameless boy who no one knows, to a powerful person who stands tall in the sky. Even big masters. If he is not a member of the Holy Ruins, who can believe him? Even Qiu Qianren frowned.

The Holy Ruins are a place of legend. Although everyone in the martial arts world knows about it, everyone doesn't know where it is. It is rumored that everyone in the Land of Sacred Ruins is an innate martial artist, who has great power since birth, and has comprehended the laws of heaven and earth through cultivation. With great power, he eventually became an immortal-like noble existence.

If Guo Yi is not a person in the holy ruins, who can explain his strong strength?

"Maybe!" Qiu Qianren replied faintly, perhaps, as Elder Yunshu said, if Guo Yi was not a person from the Holy Ruins, then where did his strength come from? It was impossible for anyone to explain such an unreasonable existence. Qiu Qianren racked his brains, and it was impossible to think of any way to explain. Ding Qianqiu has been in retreat on the Bohai Sea for 20 years, and Fang has realized a unique knowledge. And the anti-cangtian retreat at the pole of the Antarctic ice field for dozens of years, only then did he comprehend a life and death, and comprehended a set of anti-heaven mastery.

If any martial artist wants to achieve extraordinary achievements, he must go through hardship and tempering. But on the contrary, Guo Yi, this kid is against common sense, this kid killed Chu Mingfei with the power of one person and destroyed the Swallow Gate. Later, he killed Ding Qianqiu in the Xiliu River and split the sky at the top of Huashan Mountain. Along the way, almost all of them have shocked the world with amazing assets. You must know that Guo Yi is only twenty-five or sixteen years old. At this age, it is not as good as the time to retreat at the pole of the Antarctic ice sheet against the sky.

With one blow, everything is destroyed.

Under one palm, all living beings are destroyed.

With Guo Yi's blow, the mountain of Wutai Mountain was completely erased, and hundreds of overseas martial artists were wiped out by Guo Yi's palm. World-class martial artists like Gandhi and Kuroki have completely disappeared under this palm, and no one knows whether they are dead or alive.

"This palm, I'm afraid that there is no one in this world who can defeat the martial arts in this world!" Elder Yunshu said leisurely.

"Yes!" Qiu Qianren nodded.

Nine clouds.

A figure stood on top of a cotton white cloud, his hands behind his back and his eyes closed.

One move to destroy the Heavenly Palm instantly emptied his entire person. almost let him explode and die, but fortunately, Guo Yi controlled the scope of the Heaven Destroying Palm. Otherwise, with the strength of his Transformation God Realm, he would definitely be evacuated and die in an instant.

Whoosh......

After a long time, Guo Yi exhaled a breath of turbidity. This time he was a little reckless, obviously he could destroy the other party in a few moves, but he wanted to be cool and use the Heaven Destroying Palm. This immortal method almost killed him. If I hadn't controlled it in time just now, I'm afraid my little life would have been difficult to protect.

When I opened my eyes, the ground was really as I thought, a mess, a mess.

Within a radius of a kilometer, it has been completely reduced to ashes.

"The power of the Heaven Destroying Palm has reached such a terrifying realm?" Guo Yi exclaimed.

He himself didn't expect that the power of the Heaven Destroying Palm would be so powerful. Sure enough, the more powerful the spell, the more powerful it can trigger. The Nine-Style Divine Power and the Three-Style Immortal Method are both extraordinary powers that the Northern Hell Venerable has taught to him.

Shizun spared no effort to cultivate himself, and in the past eight years, I don't know how much elixir has been consumed, and I don't know how much spiritual power Shizun has consumed. Finally lived up to expectations, Guo Yi stepped into the peak of the Xuan Body in eight years.

You know, there is a door to cultivating immortals. The hardest part is getting started. It's like a high-rise building rising from the ground. The time to build the foundation is also the most time-consuming and energy-consuming. Once you step into the door of cultivating immortals, the rest depends on personal comprehension. This is also the reason why the Northern Immortal Venerable expelled himself from the sect and allowed himself to go down the mountain alone to practice.

"This kid isn't going to die, is he?" someone asked.

"You're dead!" Xu Rou shouted angrily.

When the other party heard this, he hurriedly shrunk his neck. Overseas martial artists have been relegated to a weak position. There is no longer the arrogance that I had before. The ancient yoga of India and the ninjas of the Aoki school in Japan are all dead, how can they have the confidence to shout? Even great masters like Gandhi and Kuroki have been slapped into scum. And even more so them?

"If he didn't die, why didn't he show up like this?" the overseas martial artist frowned and said, "This palm, I'm afraid that even the master has been devoured, right?"

Martial artists, if they burst out with great power, it is easy to backlash. For example, if a gunman shoots at a wall, it is easy for bullets to bounce. And the backlash of martial arts is even easier to backlash.

"Nonsense!" Li Jinzhu jumped out and accused the other party: "Chinese martial arts has shown his strong side, you juniors, you don't even hurry up and surrender." ”

Several ninjas of the He Chuan school had gloomy faces: "You are not Chinese, why do you want to speak for Chinese martial arts?"

"Although I am not Chinese, my man is Chinese!" Li Jinzhu snorted coldly.

The other party immediately frowned and looked displeased.

"Nine times out of ten, that kid is dead, don't wait!"

"Well, it's been an hour. The battle of martial arts in Asia is about to begin!"

A group of overseas martial artists clamored one after another.

In their opinion, there is only one person in the Chinese martial arts world, Guo Yi, who is strong. The rest are simply not a problem. Now, Guo Yi is dead, and the ancient yoga sect in India is also dead, and the ninjas of the Aoki school are also dead. So, they feel like they have a chance to compete.

"Master Merlot, what do you think?" someone moved out of Merlot.

Guo Yi, Kuroki, and Gandhi, the three martial arts masters, are all dead, and only Merlot is the one who can preside over the overall situation.

Merlot's face was lost, she looked up at the sky, and said faintly: "The Sun God Sect has withdrawn from the martial arts realm since then, and all the disciples have retreated and practiced. From now on, I will never participate in any martial arts battles!"

Wow......

The crowd was in an uproar.

Although the coffin in the palm of his hand was destroyed, Merlot was not so lost. Only when Guo Yi sacrificed the Heaven Destroying Palm did Melo seem extremely lost and depressed. Merlot always thought that she was the first person in the Asian martial arts world, and as for Gandhi and Kuroki, she didn't pay attention to it at all. Because in her opinion, Gandhi and Kuroki were not any threat at all.

(End of chapter)