Tuoba Hong still despised Qin Yi in his heart, Yan Long was already a mid-stage grandmaster, and among the disciples of the Martial God Temple, his talent was relatively good. He expected that even if Qin Yi was a Great Heavenly Master in the late stage of Faqi, he might not be Yan Long's opponent in close combat.

"Xiaolong, you just go and meet him, remember, it's best to stay alive!" Tuoba Floodway.

Yan Long nodded, looking at Qin Yi, Sen sneered: "Lord Taishan, don't worry, wouldn't it be too cheap to kill him with one palm, I know how to do it." ”

After speaking, he pressed his palm on the table, volleyed a three-zhang high upside down, and landed steadily in the middle of the field.

It's just Xiao Lu's hand, and everyone in the audience applauds.

"The surname is Qin, look at the move!"

Yan Long's eyes were cold, and his right hand punched out, and a majestic energy turned into a ferocious, infinitely powerful black bear, roaring angrily, and slapped it at Qin Yi's head.

His hand has a great background, his name is Xiong Fist, the name is very familiar, but it is a top-grade martial art that Yan Jiutian personally passed on to Duan Muquan and other disciples.

It turns out that this Yan Jiutian is a rare genius in heaven and earth, who can integrate the ancient and the modern, and create his own magical powers. In the early years, he had tempered his ontological divine power in the mountains, and occasionally fought with spirits, and deeply felt the wonder of nature's living beings, so he combined the ancient method to fight and observe the spirits of bears, tigers, and white cranes in the mountains, and created a set of ten beast magic skills.

There are a total of ten kinds of spirit beast techniques in the Ten Beast Divine Skills, and Yan Long cultivates the bear fist taught by the master Duan Muquan.

This fist technique seems to be rough and simple, but in fact, it has melted dozens of ancient people's strength lifting techniques, and can burst out in a short period of time with far more than five times the usual strength. Because Yan Jiutian had also led soldiers, the moves he created were different from other sects, recruiting and killing machines, focusing on taking people's lives and being pragmatic, and the power was incomparably wonderful.

Yan Long's punch has more than 100,000 jin of strength, and he is the great grandmaster in the late stage of Gang Lian, and he can also fight.

Against an ordinary Heavenly Master, at such a short distance, it is not a lie to say that he will be killed in seconds.

The black bear's giant palm was mixed with the strong wind that broke through the air, and in an instant, Qin Yi just smiled slightly, his demeanor was calm, and he didn't dodge.

"Don't block, what do you mean, look down on me?"

Yan Long roared!

Boom, the fist smashed into Qin Yi's body, and the huge impact, accompanied by the roar of the black bear, made everyone frightened.

It was Long Ze, Lao Hei and others, their hearts were also hanging, and they dared not to block Yan Long's fist, isn't this sending them to death?

The strong wind swept up the sand and soil in the field, and when the dust and sand dissipated, Qin Yi did not break his bones as everyone thought, but patted his shirt and said with a light smile: "With such a little strength, dare to come out and mix?" ”

"How, how is that possible?"

Yan Long looked at his fists in disbelief, these fists of more than 100,000 catties, even the mountain spirit monster can be killed with one punch, but it can't hurt the young man in front of him at all, this must be an illusion, an illusion!

"Take me a trick and try it!"

"Nine Yin Absolute Hand, Cloud Exclusion Hand!"

Qin Yi's wrist was like cotton, and he shook it elegantly, like plucking an ancient string, and the back of his hand slapped lightly on Yan Long's chest.

"Not good!"

Yan Long only felt that the entire void shook with Qin Yi's fluttering tremble, and a crisis of death accompanied by the distortion of that huge force spontaneously appeared, like a whirlpool in the East China Sea, which could crush everything in the world.

However, this move seemed too simple, and with Tuoba Hong's ability, he didn't notice Qin Yi's terrifyingness, he just thought that Yan Long's move just now didn't make a move, but just made a false move to open the way.

"Xiaolong, you don't have to be polite to him, just fight him to the death."

Tuoba Hong was afraid that he would tie up Yan Long's fighting style alive, so he reminded on the side.

"The next dead hand!"

Yan Long complained bitterly in his heart, and he didn't have time to explain, his body was inclined forty-five degrees, all his energy was gathered under his feet, and he flew back with the swallow body of the master.

Between life and death, this hiding has gathered the essence of his lifelong cultivation.

Yan Long is like a swift, sweeping several feet like lightning, he has absolute confidence, even if he can't beat Qin Yi, it is no problem to escape and save his life.

However, just when he was full of confidence, Qin Yi's cold and handsome face always appeared above him like a tarsal bone, Yan Long shouted, his right foot spun, his body turned one hundred and eighty degrees, and the dust on the soles of his feet flew away, and he fled in the opposite direction.

Still useless!

Qin Yi leaned forward, still following him.

"Lord Tarzan save me!"

When his hand lightly pressed against Yan Long's chest, Yan Long was completely wrapped in death and let out a desperate roar.

Tuoba Hong also saw that something was not quite right in the situation, but how could he be saved between life and death?

Qin Yi's hand slapped firmly on Yan Long's chest.

Burst!

Yan Long vomited blood in the air, his body flew more than ten feet to the ground, and he fell to the ground, his entire chest was completely sunken in, his lungs were all mud, he stared at his eyes and vomited blood, his mouth was open, and he was already speechless.

"Son!" Yan Shixiong was still waiting for his son to slaughter Qin Yi, but in the blink of an eye, such a tragic incident occurred, and he hurriedly rushed over in shock.

When the family helped Yan Long up, Yan Long was already angry, his eyes were full of infinite hatred, and he didn't even say a last word, so he traveled to the west.

"How can this be, in-laws, my son is a disciple of the Martial God and a guard of Lord Duan Muquan, how can this be?"

Yan Shixiong cried out to the sky.

Yan Long is the Optimus Prime of the Yan family, once he dies, the Yan family is like a tiger that has lost its claws, who else can it deter after that?

"Phew!"

Long Ze on the side hurriedly exhaled in fright, he originally wanted to provoke Qin Yi, who knew that he would kill the first day of Jinxi, the middle stage master Yan Long, he was a shamanic wizard who really wanted to get started, but he was afraid that it would be a fatal move.

Come to think of it, I really saved my hand at the venue that day, and I gave enough face.

Thinking of this, Long Ze quietly stood up and slipped over to Shi Fu to make a stand.

"In-laws, you have to avenge Xiaolong." Yan Shixiong hugged his son and begged Tuoba Hong.

Tuoba Hong raised his hand to stop him, his tower-like body was straight, his divine power gathered around him, and he walked towards Qin Yi with a tom, and with every step, the ground would fall into a two-inch-deep footprint, and the earth shook violently.

"It's the old man who underestimated you, I originally thought you were just a Dharma Qi Heavenly Master, but I didn't expect your martial arts cultivation to be so high."

"Who the hell are you?"

Tuoba Hong asked coldly.

"You can walk through my hands three times, and I may be able to answer your question." Qin Yi said proudly.

said three moves, in fact, there are many, Qin Yi broke through the middle stage of Jindan in the Nanguang Iron Prison, cultivated the natal sword, possessed the power of the five mountains, and became a great martial artist.

Although Tuoba Hong has some ability, his essence is just a god refining in the early stage, and he can withstand the power of the three mountains at the limit of the mid-stage martial arts with a single body of horizontal refining kung fu, which is too different in strength compared to Qin Yi.

(End of chapter)