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Chapter 167 Suppression

In fact, he was attacked by Zhao Yuanyang's previous terrible hole cards.

The Tsing Yi cultivator was severely injured at this time. Not only was the road ahead cut off, but his true essence was almost exhausted.

It is possible to survive from the jade talisman that seals the true essence double blow.

This itself is already the strength and luck of the Tsing Yi cultivator.

To know,

Even if the ordinary jade talisman cannot seal the magic and martial arts, the attack of the real yuan realm is the power of the real yuan realm.

Not to mention the ordinary half-step true essence, even a cultivator of the first level of true essence faced this blow head-on.

Not dead or seriously injured.

The Tsing Yi cultivator was able to survive, and the price he paid was definitely not a small amount. It was barely enough to be able to survive after exhausting his trump cards.

It is precisely because of this that this gives Zhang Qingyuan the greatest confidence to challenge the opponent!

boom! ! !

Zhang Qingyuan stepped on the void, and his figure crossed a distance of more than ten meters like a ghost, and suddenly appeared next to the severely injured monk in blue.

Eagle hand!

The majestic spiritual essence is gathering,

In an instant, it turned into a real eagle and descended, tearing the air, with a terrifying vitality, and the sound whistled!

"asshole!"

With a broken arm, the Tsing Yi cultivator, whose body was dripping with blood, had his eyes split open.

Zhang Qingyuan's speed is very fast,

Even the cultivators in the late stage of the Nine Stages did not have any means of movement, so they could not capture his figure.

But in front of the Tsing Yi monk,

Nothing more than that.

If he was in his prime, no matter how much the kid in front of him jumped, it was just a matter of a few slaps.

But not now.

The Tsing Yi cultivator, who was severely injured, had already fallen to the bottom of the valley in his own strength.

Not only did the previous forcibly resist the attack of the jade talisman, which caused the meridians of the whole body to collapse, the severe pain made the whole body tremble, and the consciousness was also cracked under the previous attack, and the head was buzzing.

Therefore, Zhang Qingyuan swept away suddenly, and fell with an incomparably powerful attack.

The Tsing Yi cultivator was never able to react.

Tiger fell and Pingyang was bullied by dogs!

The Tsing Yi cultivator only felt extremely uncomfortable.

The eagle hands gathered their mighty strength and reached in front of him, and the monk in green was unable to dodge, and the magic tools and talismans around him also shattered and shattered in the previous attack.

Without any choice,

He had to forcibly lift the remaining trace of true vitality in his body, endured the severe pain from the meridians that were on the verge of being broken, forcibly lifted up the remaining left hand, harnessed the majestic invisible energy, slapped the sky, and Zhang Qingyuan's eagle. Hands collide.

boom! ! !

A powerful force erupted, the spiritual energy oscillated like a tide, and air ripples visible to the naked eye swept through the impact and scattered.

Terrible power, through the palm of his hand, poured into the body of the Tsing Yi cultivator.

snort!

The blue-clothed cultivator snorted, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The terrifying power shock made his body, which had suffered severe trauma, even more severe. The broken meridians in his body were torn apart again, and unspeakable pain surged up.

Unable to hold up any longer, he fell toward the ground!

Zhang Qingyuan's eyes lit up.

The wounds of this Tsing Yi cultivator were even heavier than he imagined!

Pursue the victory!

The majestic Spirit Yuan vibrated, and the Spirit Yuan extracted from the Yiyuan Guishui Sutra was not only pure, but also boundless, giving Zhang Qingyuan the capital that he could use almost arbitrarily.

Stepping on the wind and clouds, the figure is like a thunderbolt rushing in.

Zhang Qingyuan did not use his martial arts again.

Just used the most basic boxing techniques.

The nine-strengthening bone-training boxing, which had been cultivated to perfection that year, was launched one after another.

unremarkable moves,

A punch and a palm pierced the air.

But it was as if it was carrying the pressure of a vast ocean, majestic surging, surging and boiling, almost drowning and suffocating the Tsing Yi cultivator!

This martial art itself incorporates Zhang Qingyuan's water fist intent.

And the artistic conception of water itself is incomparable with the water scripture of one yuan and gui water, coupled with the control of the water-repelling technique, makes the spiritual energy in the body like a majestic water flow like a finger and an arm.

Fist is awesome,

An ordinary basic boxing technique, which Zhang Qingyuan used at this moment, is no worse than some low-level martial arts!

"what!!!"

Under the attack of this violent storm, the monk in Tsing Yi screamed.

In the face of Zhang Qingyuan's continuous and suffocating attacks like a tsunami, the Tsing Yi cultivator, who had already suffered heavy losses, was overwhelmed one after another.

At the time of crisis, he barely squeezed the last trace of true energy in his body.

However, he could only barely resist one or two attacks against them, and more attacks landed in the body with majestic might.

The already serious injuries in the body became more serious,

The whole person is like a lonely boat caught in the stormy ocean, under the violent attack of Zhang Qingyuan!

Like being beaten up.

No counterattack ability at all.

around,

The people who were originally fighting the enemy while distracting Zhang Qingyuan and the half-step True Yuan cultivator, who were worried that Zhang Qingyuan's failure would lead to the collapse of the fighting situation and lead to a desperate situation, were also stunned at the moment.

They never imagined that the half-step True Yuan Realm cultivator in Tsing Yi would be so injured under Zhao Yuanyang's trump card attack.

He also did not expect that Zhang Qingyuan would be able to press the opponent to fight.

Get the upper hand!

"Great!"

At this moment, everyone's worries disappeared.

The original dead end, at this moment, revealed the dawn of being broken!

There was hope in his eyes.

It's like someone who was in a desperate situation and suddenly saw the hope of escape!

stand time,

High morale.

Zhao Yuanyang, Jin Tiefeng and others, who were originally suppressed by the late ninth-level cultivator, all breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, resisting the powerful attack of the opposing enemy, and buying time for Zhang Qingyuan.

The situation turned around in an instant.

......

"Damn!!!"

The blue-clothed cultivator's eyes turned red, revealing a crazy look.

Status like magic!

If it was during his heyday, no, even if it wasn't his heyday, as long as he didn't suffer such a serious injury, how could this kid on the other side be able to be arrogant in front of him? !

The strength of this Yunshui Sect's inner sect boy is really good.

At least with this kind of movement speed, even the cultivators in the late ninth stage of the ninth stage are not as good as they are, and with the pure and strong spirit energy in the middle stage of ninth stage, even if the ninth stage ninth stage cultivator comes, they may not be able to take the opponent down. .

But, so what!

It's only the late stage of the Nine Layers!

If it hadn't been so severely traumatized, how could he have been beaten by a kid in the early stage of the ninth level, and he didn't even have the ability to counterattack!

humiliation!

Unprecedented humiliation welled up in my heart.

He has never suffered such humiliation ever since he stepped into the half-step True Essence Realm, and is far away from the True Essence Realm.

The blue-clothed monk gritted his teeth.

At the moment when he lost his mind, Zhang Qingyuan punched the air and bombarded his chest with a powerful force.

"Collapse!"

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