Chapter 227 Battle of the Great War

"After the three of you enter the Magic Trail, if you can obtain the specific location of the ancient god's ruins, and ensure your own safety, I hope you can go and have a try. Maybe this will be a turning point in your lives. A great opportunity.”

Marquis Tianxing poured his hope into Qin Yi and the three of them. From the beginning to the end, he never forgot to step on the Immortal Worshiper.

Only if any one of Qin Yi and the three of them obtains certain opportunities in the Ancient God Ruins can he fulfill his wish.

The others had envious expressions on their faces.

The ruins of the ancient gods left over from the Immortal Era are an exciting thing for any cultivator.

"Okay, today is the fifth day, Qin Yi, you come with me to the main hall and test your potential again."

Tianxinghou did not forget his previous arrangements.

"Prince Tianxinghou, please wait a moment."

Ji Zhantian said suddenly.

Um?

Everyone looked at Ji Zhantian in confusion.

Ji Zhantian smiled slightly and looked at Qin Yi: "Qin Yi, I have never been able to see through you. Although your cultivation is only at the peak of the 7th level of Xuan Dao, you still give people an unfathomable feeling. The previous relationship with Makita In the battle, you clearly have the upper hand, and the vision just appeared, everyone was imprisoned by inexplicable power, but you are fine, which is even more incredible..."

Everyone was confused and didn't know what Ji Zhantian meant by what he said.

Ji Zhantian continued: "My current strength should be on par with Makita. I want to compete with you. If you can defeat me, you should be able to defeat Makita. I want to know what the relationship between you and Makita is. Who is stronger?"

Qin Yi was recommended by his own niece. Later, Ji Zhantian himself realized that Qin Yi was indeed extraordinary. Therefore, he was also quite curious about Qin Yi's true strength.

As soon as Ji Zhantian said this, everyone immediately showed a hint of interest.

Qin Yi was stunned. He had never expected that Ji Zhantian would make such a request to him.

"Ji Zhantian's suggestion is indeed good!"

Marquis Tianxing smiled lightly and said: "Qin Yi, just give it a go and fight Ji Zhantian. Ji Zhantian's cultivation has also reached the peak of the ninth realm of Xuan Dao."

Qin Yi didn't know what to say except for a helpless smile.

Without further ado, the two men immediately arrived at the center of the martial arts arena, with everyone surrounding them, their faces full of anticipation.

Ji Zhantian stood in the middle of the field, and an invisible spiritual pressure suddenly spread out. When he stood casually, he created an aura of his own, making people feel an invisible oppression.

"Buzz..."

Qin Yi secretly moved his left hand and entered an ethereal state, sensing spiritual power and covering Ji Zhantian.

No flaws!

Qin Yi was secretly surprised. He couldn't find any flaw in Ji Zhantian's body. Standing there, he seemed to be integrated with the world and was invulnerable.

"Although his training level is the same as Makita, he has more combat experience than Makita."

Qin Yi made this judgment.

Combat experience, sometimes, becomes the key to victory.

What a good opponent!

Qin Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and a fierce fighting spirit gradually ignited in his chest. Suddenly, his black hair moved without any wind, and his clothes made a rustling sound.

"good!"

Feeling Qin Yi's momentum gradually rising, Ji Zhantian nodded appreciatively: "Pay attention, I'm about to take action."

"Blood Refining Slash First Style!"

Ji Zhantian suddenly shouted coldly, his tall body shot forward, and he waved his palm towards Qin Yi, slashing hard without any reservation.

As he struck out with his palm, a powerful blade formed and shot through the air.

Feeling the power of Ji Zhantian's battle, Qin Yi did not dare to be careless at all. The profound energy in his body surged crazily and he used "Lingfeng Palm".

"The first style of Lingfeng Palm - Phantom Wind Style!"

Qin Yi slashed with his palm, and suddenly a strong wind blew up on the martial arts field, and wind blades formed, facing Ji Zhantian's blood-refining slash!

"boom!"

The huge powerful blade formed by the Blood Refining Slash collided with the dense wind blades chopped by Qin Yi, and the impact made a huge sound, which made people's eardrums numb and their blood vibrating.

A majestic wave of air spread out, sending Qin Yi and Ji Zhantian flying away.

"Sure enough, it's slightly better than Makita!"

Qin Yi was shocked in his heart. The huge air wave hit his chest, and his blood was churning, making him extremely uncomfortable.

Ji Zhantian's Blood Refining Slash has almost reached the state of great perfection. The inner strength of Xuan Dao is extremely powerful, and the palm technique is perfect and natural. Even if Qin Yi enters an ethereal state, No one can see its flaws.

"You're good!"

After the palm passed, Ji Zhantian was also shocked. He felt that Qin Yi's power was coming like a giant wave and was unstoppable.

Qin Yi's institutional defense also made him unbelievable.

You must know that with this palm, he directly exerted 100% of his power. If it were an ordinary practitioner at the peak of the 7th realm of Xuan Dao, the power of this palm would be enough to kill him.

But Qin Yi was just thrown away, leaving no trace of trauma on his body.

"Second Form of Blood Refining Slash!"

Ji Zhantian slashed towards Qin Yi with another palm. The powerful blade formed by this one was larger than the first palm, and the surrounding space was distorted and moved.

"The second style of Lingfeng Palm - Phantom Rain Style!"

Qin Yi faced Ji Zhantian's palm force and struck out with one palm.

As he struck out with his palm, rainwater appeared all around again. The rainwater condensed into a huge palm, crystal clear and dense, and rushed towards Ji Zhantian.

"Break it for me!"

Ji Zhantian shouted loudly, his powerful voice echoing in the martial arts arena.

"boom!"

The single palm struck by Ji Zhantian shattered Qin Yi's densely packed palm shadows, leaving no trace behind.

The huge air wave once again sent both of them flying out of the air, flying more than ten feet away before they stopped.

Evenly matched!

"The third form of Blood Refining Slash!"

"The third style of Lingfeng Palm - Phantom Thunder Style!"

In an instant, Qin Yi and Ji Zhantian were fighting wildly together again. Both of them were exuding extraordinary inner strength, exerting their respective martial arts to the extreme and fighting wildly.

"Blood Refining Slash Fourth Style!"

"The fourth style of Lingfeng Palm - the disillusionment style!"

"Fifth Blood Refining Slash Style!"

"Overlord Fist!"

"The Sixth Form of Blood Refining Slash!"

"Overlord Fist!"

"..."

In the martial arts arena, Ji Zhantian and Qin Yi fought wildly. Both of them used their martial arts to the best, with mysterious figures and powerful strikes. Waves of air flowed in all directions, and everyone hurriedly retreated. Go, for fear of harming the fish in the pond.

"Haha, Qin Yi, you are very good!"

Ji Zhantian's chest was filled with overwhelming fighting spirit, and he laughed wildly: "This is the first time in my life that I, Ji Zhantian, have fought so happily with someone! The fifteenth style of Blood Refining Slash!"

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