"I'm not born so dark. I just practiced a body-refining spirit, so I became like this. "
"Hey, what a coincidence. I also practiced a body-refining spirit, but my skin was so dark when I was born." Shagumo said, grinning and showing his white teeth.
"How about we try our best?"
"Okay, no one has ever been able to beat me in strength." After Shagumo finished speaking, he clenched his fists and secretly ran the magic formula. His muscles bulged high, and his bronze skin seemed to be plated with a layer of gold powder.
He moved towards Han Yi and punched out. Han Yi did not dodge or dodge, his fists came first and then hit each other. Boom, huge power exploded, the ring shook, Shagumo took a step back, but Han Yi did not move at all.
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So strong, Shagumo was surprised. His spiritual skills were operating to the extreme, a faint golden light appeared on his body, and his eyebrows were bright.
He slowly punched out, and a golden light shot directly into Han Yi's face. This was the Prajna Vajra Technique. Han Yi recognized this technique that he had seen once in the Lingjue Hall, and punched him in surprise.
Hitting the golden light, black spiritual power flowed under the skin, which was strange and inexplicable.
Hey, that golden light collided with Han Yi's fist and was torn apart by the huge force.
"This guy has such a strong body." A disciple in the arena exclaimed, "Although the Prajna Vajra Technique practiced by Shagumo is a Buddhist technique, it is also overbearing. The attack of the Buddha's light is extremely sharp. Unexpectedly, even Han Yi's
Even physical defenses cannot be broken."
"It can only be said that Shagumo's Prajna Vajra Technique has not been cultivated to great perfection. Otherwise, even a high-level defensive spirit armor may not be able to block the attack of the Buddha's light." Someone said.
After Han Yi smashed the Buddha's light in the ring, he clearly felt that the evil spirit attached to his fist had been purified. The Kui Long Jue in his body seemed to be stimulated by the Buddha's light and secretly started to operate.
Kuilong's blood surged violently in his veins, running rampant. An inexplicable disgust and anger rose up in Han Yi's heart. The eyes he looked at Shagumo were filled with murderous intent, and the evil spirits lurking in his body surged uneasily.
It seemed like it could break out of the body at any time.
Shagumo was startled by Han Yi's sudden change. His eyes were sharp and domineering, like the cold light of a knife.
His eyes blurred, and Han Yi suddenly appeared in front of him. So fast, boom, his chest was hit with a huge force, and he was shot backwards. His energy and blood surged, his face turned pale, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
Just as Shagumo stood firm, a fist came towards him.
"Prajna Vajra Art, Immortal Golden Body." He roared, his skin turned into pure gold in an instant, and a palm struck with Han Yi's fist.
"Pfft." The power coming from Han Yi's fist was as heavy as a mountain. He couldn't resist it at all. He shot it backwards and spat out another mouthful of blood.
Phew, a fierce punch struck from the back of his head.
"I surrender." Shagumo shouted, Han Yi's fist stopped in front of his head.
"Concession."
Looking at Han Yi's leaving figure, Shagumo secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If he had been hit by that punch, he would definitely be seriously injured.
The crowd made way for Han Yi. He stood in the distance and looked down at his hands. He seemed to have lost control again. This time he was still affected by the resentment of the dead Han Yi, but this time, he was actually affected by the blood of Kui Long.
Contains violent erosion.
What is the reason why the Prajna Vajra Art can cause Kuilong's blood to be so violent? Is it just because the attributes are incompatible?
Han Yi thought to himself and frowned. He almost couldn't stop the punch just now. If it had landed, Shagumo would not be seriously injured, but would die on the spot with his head bursting.
"Fang Xiaoyue, versus Chen Xiao."
The elder's voice interrupted Han Yi's thoughts. Fang Xiaoyue, if I remembered correctly, she should be the girl next to Mu Fangyun, a core member of Tianmen. Unexpectedly, she was assigned to the same group as him.
As if she sensed Han Yi's gaze, Fang Xiaoyue turned her head and glanced at Han Yi, then looked away expressionlessly.
"Let's take action." Fang Xiaoyue put her hands together and made a seal, and several flames condensed around her.
"I lost to you once, and I want to get it back this time." Chen Xiao said coldly, waving his delicate hand in front of him, and a piece of ice thorn condensed out.
The two used the method of materializing spiritual power at the beginning, and they obviously did not underestimate each other's thoughts at all.
"Fang Xiaoyue defeated Chen Xiao in a foreign palace. I wonder who is stronger and weaker one year later?"
"Chen Xiao was no match for Fang Xiaoyue a year ago, and it is unlikely that she will be able to defeat Fang Xiaoyue a year later."
"Both of them are very talented. They entered the Ling Mansion in the same class as me. They are now at the peak of the late Ling Sect's cultivation. They are definitely the best among the disciples of my generation. There are only a handful of people who can compare with them.
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The disciples who were watching were discussing in low voices.
Han Yi looked at the two people, using his insightful eyes to observe the strength of their spiritual power flow and their control over their spiritual power.
"It seems that Chen Xiao is going to lose again this time." He smiled. In the vision of the Eye of Insight, the spiritual energy in Chen Xiao's body was surging and powerful, far surpassing that of ordinary Lingfu disciples, but Fang Xiaoyue
But she is still stronger, and in terms of control, Fang Xiaoyue is better.
The next moment, the two waved their hands and started fighting. Flames surged out, ice spikes roared, they collided in the air and exploded. Fire and ice crystals splashed, and shock waves swept away.
Fang Xiaoyue stepped out, waving her bare hands, and streaks of red flames turned into gigantic horses tens of meters high and came towards her. The temperature in the arena rose rapidly, and it was extremely hot. Chen Xiao felt the powerful spiritual power and frowned.
She dodged the incoming flames, formed a seal in her hand, slapped her palm on the ground, and squeaking, a layer of ice crystals immediately condensed on the arena, spreading quickly, and the chill was overwhelming.
Fang Xiaoyue grasped it with her fingers, and a ball of flame appeared in her palm. She slapped it with her palm, and the ice crystals instantly melted in the flame, and white mist rose.
"There's no need to test it anymore. We both know our details, so let's end it quickly."
"That's what I meant." Chen Xiao smiled and intertwined her fingers to form a seal. The temperature around her dropped rapidly. Huge ice spikes quickly grew out of the arena at her feet, covering most of it in a few breaths.
Arena.
Seeing this in the distance, Fang Xiaoyue's face became solemn, a layer of red aura suddenly rose up from her body, and clusters of head-sized flames appeared in the sky, like cherry blossoms blooming in the void, lush and beautiful.
"The ice is extremely broken." Chen Xiao raised his hand high and waved it down violently. The ice spikes on the ground shattered suddenly and turned into tens of millions of pieces and shot out. Carrying the terrible cold current, the ice crystals on the ground of the arena spread with the broken ice, and in an instant
Arriving at Fang Xiaoyue's feet.
"Fire Meteor."
Fang Xiaoyue formed the last seal, her tone was sonorous and powerful, and the flames fluttering in the sky fell at the same time, like a grand meteor shower. One ice and one fire collided, and there were continuous explosions, and the two energies eroded each other.
It was not until several breaths later that Chen Xiao's ice breaking finally showed signs of decline. The flaming meteor suddenly overwhelmed him. All the broken ice exploded into powder at that moment. A flaming meteor spanned hundreds of meters and hit Chen Xiao.
"Pfft." Chen Xiao's face turned pale, and she shot out a mouthful of blood. If she hadn't formed a layer of spiritual power to defend herself at the last moment, this blow would have been enough to seriously injure her.
"I didn't expect that your Flame Meteor would reach the realm of great success." Chen Xiao stood up and said, with a look of reluctance on his face.
"Your ice breaking is pretty good, we're not far from Dacheng."
"Hmph, you won this time, but I won't lose again next time." After Chen Xiao said coldly, he swept off the ring and disappeared outside the fighting battlefield.
After defeating Chen Xiao, Fang Xiaoyue turned to look at Han Yi with indifferent eyes. Han Yi twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled. It seemed that this person was a little dissatisfied with him taking over as the leader of Tianmen. But it didn't matter, he joined.
Tianmen is also trying to confront the Peacock Pavilion. In the future, even the Hanyun Palace in the inner palace may become his enemy.
Thinking of this, Han Yi took a deep breath. Yunli, that woman was really scary. Those eyes that stayed in his mind were bright and beautiful but bottomless, like an abyss.
"The next match is Han Yi versus Meng Li."
Han Yi dismissed the memories in his mind and appeared in the ring in a flash. The huge sword behind him made him petite and thin.
"Junior brother Han, please enlighten me." Meng Li seemed a little nervous and looked at Han Yi with a simple and honest smile.
"Do you know me?" Han Yi asked without rushing to do anything.
"When Junior Brother Han launched the gambling war at the fighting battlefield, Senior Brother was also present, so we naturally know each other."
"The gambling battle is not worth mentioning. At that time, all the powerful senior brothers and sisters were no longer in the house, so I won with some ease."
Han Yi behaved very humbly.
"It is also an honor for me to fight against Junior Brother Han. Senior Brother knows that he is no match for Junior Brother, but I still hope that Junior Brother can give me some advice."
"Don't take advice seriously." Han Yi waved his hand, looked at Meng Li and said, "Senior brother, please take action."
Meng Li breathed out and began to mobilize his spiritual power. He waved dozens of palms in a row, and the palm prints all over the sky hit Han Yi. Han Yi stepped out, and the black fist punched out instantly, and the air suddenly compressed and shot out. Boom, the sky was filled with
The palm print actually exploded under the impact of the air.
"What a terrifying power." Seeing this, Meng Li didn't dare to be careless at all. He made a hand gesture, and spiritual power rushed into the palm of his hand crazily, "Jufeng Palm."
Palm prints measuring dozens of meters in size shot out. Han Yi did not retreat but advanced. The heavy sword behind him was unsheathed and made a heavy sound.
"Create a mountain with one sword."
The giant peak slashed, and a white sword light that was tens of meters in size flashed past. It was extremely slender, like a ribbon. The giant peak's palm print was split into two in an instant, collapsed and disappeared, and the sword light flew past Meng Li and slashed at it.
The formation light curtain caused the light curtain to fluctuate violently.
Meng Li looked at Han Yi with lingering fear. When the sword light passed by him just now, it almost sent chills all over his body. The power contained in it was definitely beyond his ability to resist.