Bai Qihu sighed: "I don't want to do this either. But since the sect master has entrusted me with the important task of collecting blood jade, I cannot allow any mistake to go wrong."
After a pause, he said coldly: "No matter which link makes a mistake, you have to pay the price."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Qihu's feet suddenly accelerated and he was in front of Yang Huang in the blink of an eye. What followed was an unparalleled pressure that enveloped Yang Huang from multiple directions.
A martial arts practitioner with an average level of cultivation would be enveloped by this pressure, fearing that he would be unable to move on the spot and would be helpless to die.
But Yang Huang raised his body and flew back about ten feet away like a meteor, once again opening a distance from Bai Qihu.
As soon as the distance increased, most of the pressure that made the whole body weak and breathless disappeared.
"Not bad! It seems that I still underestimated you!" Bai Qihu didn't expect that Yang Huang could break free from his Yuan Jin. He was slightly stunned, then sneered and walked towards Yang Huang again.
This time, his steps were bigger and faster. Although he still seemed to be strolling, he was in front of Yang Huang in the blink of an eye. Then, he raised his right palm and patted Yang Huang on the shoulder.
A powerful force of energy came out from his palm and enveloped Yang Huang in an instant.
Different from the previous invisible pressure, this pressure from Bai Qihu's palm was very purposeful. It came directly and was twice as powerful.
Yang Huang suddenly felt like he was about to be suffocated. Without thinking, he immediately used the powerless magic technique.
The eighteen-fold force was fully activated, and the defensive force was so powerful that it finally removed most of the power from the opponent's hand.
"Crack!"
Bai Qihu's palm slapped Yang Huang's shoulder heavily, making a crisp sound.
Everyone in the audience, including the people at the mountain gate, were all frightened, thinking that Yang Huang had been hit by the opponent, but they didn't know that Yang Huang had quietly removed the opponent's energy.
"Very good! Very good!"
Bai Qihu was also unexpected, but he still released his hand and patted Yang Huang twice on the shoulder, "You are really the only extraordinary talent I have seen in these years."
Yang Huang calmly let him pat his shoulder and said with a slight smile: "I wonder if Hall Master Bai can be lenient..."
The smile on Bai Qihu's face immediately disappeared. He took a few steps back and stared directly at Yang Huang: "I'm afraid this cannot be discussed! Unless!"
"Unless what?" Yang Huang asked.
Bai Qihu said slowly: "Unless you can defeat me, I will naturally have no choice but to let you go."
Yang Huang sighed: "I don't want this!"
"It's not up to you, unless you sit back and wait for death!" Bai Qihu said coldly.
Yang Huang said: "One of the things I least like to do in my life is to sit back and wait for death."
Bai Qihu sneered: "Very good, your determination will make me never forget you in this life. Be careful!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Qihu moved.
Different from the slow motion before, this time his figure suddenly became very fast, followed by two palms, hitting Yang Huang's chest.
The Yuan Jin inspired by both palms rushed like a horse, with a faint sound of wind and thunder.
Yang Huang did not retreat anymore, but stood still with both feet. Wutian Divine Art was activated, and two powerful and powerful Yuan Jin zigzagged around both sides of Bai Qihu's body and struck at his temples on both sides.
"Um?"
Bai Qihu didn't expect that Yang Huang would attack his temples regardless of the fact that his chest would be severely injured, and he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart.
If he didn't quickly change his defense, even if he could kill Yang Huang in one fell swoop, he would definitely suffer a fatal blow to his temple.
As the leader of the Daozhong Sect with a prominent position in the semi-immortal world, Bai Qihu did not want to die together with Yang Huang, so he chose to retreat. At the same time, he changed the direction of his palms and faced the Yuan Jin coming from both sides.
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"boom!"
"boom!"
In mid-air, two explosions rang out out of thin air, and the air seemed to be shaken by the shock.
"Boy, you have the guts!"
Bai Qihu's face showed a rare sullenness, he shouted violently, and struck Yang Huang with both palms in a series of strikes.
"Hoo! Hoo!"
Amidst the strong wind howling, countless strands of Yuan Jin suddenly shot out from Bai Qihu's palm and hit Yang Huang continuously.
As the revered master of the Daozhong Sect, Bai Qihu never had to put any effort into killing someone. He was not mentally prepared for Yang Huang's fierce resistance. He originally thought that he could kill Yang Huangli in three or two blows.
Incredible. Unexpectedly, as the attack intensity continued to increase, Yang Huang would follow suit.
Not only was it difficult to get over this situation in front of everyone at Lianshanmen, it was also difficult to get over it in front of his deacons.
Therefore, Bai Qihu must end the battle as soon as possible in order to regain his face.
This air-splitting palm is one of Bai Qihu's special skills. Every palm strike is extremely powerful, and the path of the palm strike is weird and unpredictable. Killing someone in the air is like searching for something. I don't know how many martial arts practitioners died before and after.
under it.
Yang Huang knew how powerful it was, so he steadied his body and activated the Invisible Magic Skill again. Eighteen layers of strange power were exerted, like eighteen invisible tentacles, flying and intertwining in front of his eyes, forming a shielding net of Yuan Jin.
"Bang! Bang bang! Bang bang bang!"
The dense explosions shook the air in front of Yang Huang.
There were exclamations in the audience. Many people could see that Yang Huang was being bombarded by the opponent, and couldn't help but worry about him.
However, Yang Huang's expression remained unchanged, his palms were constantly waving in front of his eyes, and the strange power was continuously emitted, intertwining with the protective net.
In this style of fighting, both sides stand far away and just wave their palms to each other in the air. It doesn't look intense at all, but only the two people in the battle know that this style of fighting consumes the Yuan Ti the most.
It's far more strenuous than using a real sword or a real gun, or punching and punching.
However, both of them are exhausted at this moment, and no one dares to stop, otherwise they will declare failure early.
The two sides fought back and forth for a long time, but the situation was still deadlocked. Bai Qihu couldn't bear it any longer. He shouted loudly and rushed towards Yang Huang while clapping his palms.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
As the distance shortened, the palm force became more and more fierce, violently shaking the air around Yang Huang.
"Asshole, the hall master is really different!"
Under the opponent's continuous fierce attack, Yang Huang soon became unable to bear it any longer. He gritted his teeth and suddenly rushed towards Bai Qihu.
At the same time, Wutian Divine Skill suddenly struck out, and several strands of strange twisting power split up and struck towards the palm.
"Boom! Boom!"
The closer the two got closer, the more violent the explosions between them became, as if there were countless strings of firecrackers exploding continuously.
In the blink of an eye, the two sides rushed to face each other.
At this time, Bai Qihu gritted his teeth and let out a sharp scream from the bottom of his throat.
"break!"
Then, the speed of his two palm strikes obviously slowed down, with one palm slower than the other. To outsiders, it seemed that he was a little out of his depth.