Chapter 1150: Defeat Chen Xing

"Heh, I seem to have heard a certain bastard say that Young Master Chen Xing will be abolished."

Yu An looked at Xiao Yi who was blown away and vomited blood, and sneered.

The head of the Yu family smiled disdainfully, "Some rubbish that is beyond their own power can only utter maddened words, which will add a bit of brilliance to themselves."

"After all, being able to challenge the Eighteen Mansion Tianjiao once is not something that ordinary people can encounter."

The two laughed jokingly, but the sound stopped abruptly after only a second.

Because, the figure of Xiao Yi in the distance suddenly disappeared in place.

When he appeared again, he had come to Chen Xing.

The fist wrapped in flames slammed out, reaching the extreme.

Boom... a bang.

Chen Xing's body was instantly blasted 100 meters away, and he vomited blood.

"How is that possible." Chen Xing's expression changed, "Ba Xing Jue can't stop you from punching?"

Whoosh... Xiao Yi said nothing, his body disappeared again.

When he reappeared, he was behind Chen Xing who was blown away.

Another punch, a fist wrapped in flames, slammed heavily behind Chen Xing.

"Pfft." Chen Xing spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards along the same path.

Whoosh... At the same time, Xiao Yi's figure disappeared again.

Moreover, it appeared behind Chen Xing who was being blasted away.

"Stinky boy, don't be too proud." Chen Xing's face suddenly became extremely cold.

Because, like Xiao Yi's fighting style, it kept disappearing, and then bombardment kept appearing.

This is the way of fighting that exists only when the strong completely oppress the weak.

And now it is Chen Xing who is in a weak position.

With Chen Xingzhi's arrogance, how can he bear it, he is naturally furious.

"Stinky boy, I want you to die, shake the star palm." Chen Xing shouted, his body was still in a state of flying, but he forced himself to stabilize his body and slammed a palm at Xiao Yi.

"Shaking Star Palm?" Xiao Yi's indifferent eyes showed fear for the first time.

Whoosh... Xiao Yi hurriedly retracted his fist, turned sideways, and avoided the palm of his hand.

Almost at the moment when he turned sideways, a cold and extremely domineering palm wind brushed past his ear.

Palm wind, then rose into the sky, straight into the sky.

Wherever he went, everything was vanity.

The palm wind slammed into the sky above 1,000 meters before it suddenly stopped, and then, bang... a shocking sound.

With a radius of thousands of meters, the air annihilates, and it seems to become a vacuum range.

From a distance, high in the sky, it seems that a huge hole has been forcibly blasted out.

"Shaking the Star Palm."

Xiao Yi didn't have time to look at the sky, when a loud shout came from his ear again, his face changed, and he immediately retreated.

The cold palm of the wind was dodged again.

However, the palm wind hits straight,

The impact all the way, directly pierced the entire side of the huge city master's mansion.

Then the area on the side of the City Lord's Mansion instantly turned into powder.

"What a strong palm." Xiao Yi frowned.

In the distance, City Lord Ming An and the others exclaimed, "It's the holy rank martial skill of Ba Xing Mansion, quickly retreat."

A group of warriors retreated thousands of meters in an instant, and even left the City Lord's Mansion, only watching the battle from a distance.

"Boy, weren't you very proud just now?" Chen Xing's eyes were extremely dark, and he looked directly at Xiao Yi.

"Why, can I only run away like a dog now?"

Chen Xing sneered, and there was pride in his sinister face.

Star Shaking Palm, this is the strongest martial skill of his Baxing Mansion, only the elders and above are qualified to practice.

In the distance, Xiao Yi's eyes returned to indifference.

He had heard the name of the Star Shaking Palm.

This was created by an ancient powerhouse. It is rumored that in the ancient times, when this powerhouse was at its peak, he could really make a palm out and shake the stars.

The power is earth-shattering.

Yes, this ancient powerhouse is the first generation Palace Master of Ba Xing Palace.

In ancient times, monsters ravaged the mainland, so there were eight ancient temples.

In the ancient war, another individual family has fallen, and in exchange for slaying all monsters, the mainland can end in peace.

The ancient times came to an end from then on.

At the end of the ancient times, 18 of the human race powers for the rest of their lives created 18 forces, which are now the Eighteen Palaces of the Central Region.

Therefore, since the ancient times, the eighteen palaces of the Central Territory have become the most dazzling eighteen forces in the entire Central Territory.

The only one who can hold them down is the Eight Ancient Temples.

However, the Ancient Eight Palaces never participated in the disputes between the parties; therefore, the Eighteen Palaces of the Central Region were the eighteen hegemonic forces.

Looking at the big middle domain, no one can shake them.

The Eighteen Houses have been passed down for a long time and have a large number of ancient inheritances.

This Star Shaking Palm is one of them, and so is Ba Xing Jue.

Both are powerful.

At this time, Xiao Yi raised his head and glanced at the sky, at the huge hole.

Then, he nodded and shook his head again.

"Although the Star Shaking Palm is strong, you haven't mastered it yet."

The words fell, Xiao Yi did not retreat but advanced, and the fist wrapped in flames attacked Chen Xing directly.

"I'm not ashamed, shake the star palm." Chen Xing shouted, and slapped it with one palm.

Boom... The collision of the palm and the fist was another explosion.

This time, the ground of the entire City Lord's Mansion suddenly cracked.

The remnants of the collision between the two were just a wave of momentum, and the mansion of the big city lord was crumbling.

However, the confrontation between the two did not last long.

After a minute.

The domineering aura on Chen Xing's palm was gradually destroyed by the amethyst spirit flame.

"How is that possible." Chen Xing's eyes widened.

"You are defeated." The indifferent words slowly spit out from Xiao Yi's mouth.

The moment the words fell, Xiao Yi clenched his fists, and the flames burst out suddenly.

boom…

Chen Xing was directly engulfed by the flames and blasted away heavily.

After a few seconds, the flames dissipated, revealing the extremely embarrassed Chen Xing inside.

There are burn marks all over his body.

The corners of his mouth were overflowing with blood.

"How is it possible, how is it possible." Chen Xing ignored the pain, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"No, I don't believe it."

"An ant that came out of nowhere can beat this son? I don't believe it."

Chen Xing shouted loudly, looking like a madman.

In his hand, a blue light appeared out of thin air.

The thing that appeared, the momentum was amazing, and people dared not look directly.

"Middle grade holy artifact?" Xiao Yi frowned.

The spectators in the distance also felt this amazing momentum, "It's a middle-grade holy artifact."

"Amazing, Master Yi Xiao actually forced Young Master Chen Xing to sacrifice a mid-grade holy artifact."

"In this battle, even if Master Yi Xiao loses, it is enough to become famous in the Central Region."

Here, Chen Xing's crazy face is extremely rich.

"An ant, you can only be an ant, you can only be a crumb that can be crushed to death at any time in my hands."

Chen Xing's voice seemed to be roaring out.

The voice fell, and attacked Xiao Yi directly.

Xiao Yi felt it and shook his head, "It's still too weak."

This voice is too weak, I don't know if it is talking about myself or Chen Xing.

Whoosh... In Xiao Yi's hand, the same light flashed, and a blue light appeared out of thin air.

It's the Star Magic Gloves.

The Star Magic Gloves are the Holy Artifact of Fire Control.

Of course, this is damaged, and it is only restored to the low-grade holy artifact.

Above the glove, there is no starlight, like an ordinary glove.

However, the terrifying flame suddenly condensed on the glove symbolized its extraordinaryness.

Boom... the sky is full of purple flames, pouring out.

No... If it is said, the previous Ziyan was like a sea of ​​fire.

Now, it has transformed into a mad dragon with purple flames, surrounded by a huge pillar of fire, gradually becoming a sky-high momentum.

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