The void twisted, and as the palm advances rapidly, a white fold was generated, and mysterious lines were intertwined in the folds.

Several monks from the Feng Zhuang League nearby felt a severe burning pain, as if they were in a stove, retreating anxiously while screaming loudly.

The sixth leader was also shocked.

He could not have thought that Shui Qingyang would do it as soon as he said he could, and even more unexpectedly, this boy who only had the cultivation level of the Congzang Realm in the information had a real strength beyond imagination.

The thoughts flashed through my mind, and there was no time to dodge. Sixth head raised his fists, one in front and one behind, and the fist wind made a loud sound like a drumbeat.

Behind him, there was a monster that looked like a sheep but not a sheep, with three heads. At the same time, it opened its mouth and roared wildly. The roaring sound formed a black wave, and together with the fists of the Sixth Head, they all rushed forward, like thunder and unstoppable.

Song Yuhu and others who were hiding in the dark were so nervous that they held their breath. Now it was less than a few people who took action, if Shui Qingyang couldn't even stand this wave, no matter how exquisite the plan was, it would be useless.

Only Shi Cheng was nervous and expectant. He didn't believe that a person who could subdue him with one move would be easily defeated by the Sixth Head.

boom!

On one side is the white palm force, although it is scorching, but the momentum is not visible. On the other side, there are three monsters blessed, and the black fist force is broken. Just from the scene, Shui Qingyang is more than just inferior.

However, the result made everyone stunned.

When the black fist force touched the white palm force, it immediately looked like butter encountered fire, making a hissing burning sound, and blue smoke rose up.

Shui Qingyang's slender palm was like a sharp scalpel, cutting the black fist force along the edge of the palm, scattering to both sides, and recoiling to make the monks of the Zhuifeng League who had no time to retreat were bleeding from their mouths and noses.

Before the blink of an eye could be reached, Shui Qingyang's palm pressed on Liu Dangjia's chest.

Dong!

It was like a bell in the evening drum and morning, and the invisible but terrifying force of flames rushed into the body of Liu Dangjia along his palms, burning his flesh and blood meridians.

The Sixth Head's magic power was almost defeated in an instant, and his feet were off the ground and he was beaten up by this palm. The man was in mid-air and he was coughing up blood.

Blood splattered on the ground, and a few more squeaks were heard, and the soil and gravel actually started to burn.

There were clusters of blue flames that spurted out from all over the body of Liu Dangjia, raging around, and soon wrapped him into a blue fire man.

It was not until this time that the Sixth Headmaster let out a twisted roar that trembled his soul.

This is Shui Qingyang's peak attack, transforming thousands of moves into one move, infusing his lifelong magic power, and successfully killing a mid-stage cultivator with his early stage of Caixia Realm.

The second in commander was stunned.

The other monks of the Zhuifeng League were stunned.

The people of Song Yuhu, who were hiding in the dark and worried, were even more stunned.

Only Shi Cheng slanted the reaction of the three people beside him, sighing with a sense of superiority: "It's true."

The three of them immediately turned their heads, and Song Yuhu widened his eyes: "What do you mean? Did you know that the boy had hidden his strength?"

Shi Cheng smiled bitterly and said, "I met Captain Shui before, but I was subdued by him with one move. I feel too embarrassed, so I didn't tell you."

Upon hearing this, Song Yuhu wanted to kick this dog away. Such an important thing was hidden from the crowd, which made her think randomly and almost rushed out just now.

The other two also looked at Shi Cheng with contempt, then turned their heads and continued to stare at Shui Qingyang in the field.

One of them said: "I don't know what this little water captain has done in the past few months, and his strength has improved so rapidly."

As soon as she was reminded of these words, Song Yuhu suddenly thought that Shui Qingyang once said that he wanted to go to the Wanling Mountains.

When she saw the other person today, she subconsciously decided that the other person had not gone, or had just gone to Wanling City for a walk, and after realizing the reality, she came back in shame.

But now it seems that the truth seems to be a little different. Song Yuhu's face changed constantly, and a pair of peach blossom eyes staring at Shui Qingyang.

And in the audience, everyone was stunned for a moment.

The second in commander woke up, roared, and ten thousand magic power was activated. A trident appeared in his hand, waving it towards Shui Qingyang.

This is a late-stage cultivator in the Caixia realm. His strength in the Zhuifeng League was second only to the leader. As the trident was slashed down, his thick magic power was imprisoned around him and crashed into Shui Qingyang.

Shui Qingyang immediately felt that there seemed to be an iron wall in all directions, limiting his movements and increasing. The speed of the trident was not slow at all, and it slashed towards his head with the power of Mount Tai.

This is the suppression of pure mana.

In the world of cultivation, even if it is just a small realm, it is completely different in strength. Especially as the cultivation level increases, the time for breaking through to a small realm will increase dramatically.

From the early stage of Caixia realm to the late stage, there are two small realms, which often takes decades for ordinary monks.

If it were a few months ago, Shui Qingyang would undoubtedly die in the face of this blow.

However, at this moment, under the pressure of the opponent's magic power, Shui Qingyang burst out potential, and a raging blue fire ignited all over his body. A crane bird soared into the sky and turned into a sea of ​​fire and burned in all directions.

"Bi Fang's magical power!" The second in commander was shocked.

The mana he exerted was burned through the flames, and the cage was imprisoned as a joke. Shui Qingyang took the opportunity to escape, but was restricted for a moment and it was difficult to completely avoid the trident.

Shui Qingyang was not panicked, and no longer raised his palm to greet him, but pulled out the sword in his other hand.

Only then did people see that the sword's body was like a cold wave, and even reflected the surrounding green mountains and shocked faces.

The momentum increased instead of decreasing. Shui Qingyang swung his sword in a slanted manner, and faced with the brilliant blue flames, collided violently with the trident. Countless Mars formed a sickle-like explosion.

Amid the strong roar, Shui Qingyang's arm numb and was shocked and retreated. The loss was that the difference in mana was too big, even if his magical power was not enough, it could not be compensated.

The second head laughed wildly, but then he found something wrong. One of the forks of the trident in his hand was broken into two pieces and stabbed to the ground with a clang.

Logically speaking, as a strong side, it is unlikely that the weapon of the other side will be damaged in a fight. Unless the quality of the weapon of the other side is far superior to the former.

Shui Qingyang sighed quietly, looked at the sharp sword in his hand, and thought of the sister of the Jade Corner Alliance.

But now is not the time to sigh. He didn't care about the second leader. As the starlight flashed, he had already rushed into the crowd, moving back and forth, and his sword fell.

The result is conceivable. With Shui Qingyang's strength, he used the nine-tailed fox magical power to deal with a group of monks in Guzang Realm, and it is not an exaggeration to say that a tiger entered the flock of sheep.

One sword, the head, body, arms, etc. kept flying. Wherever Shui Qingyang's sword pointed, there was a bloody storm, and there was no one in one junction.

The second leader was shocked and angry, but in terms of short-distance body skills, he could not compare to Shui Qingyang. He was half a beat behind every time. Because he was worried about his subordinates, he did not dare to use killer moves, so he could only watch Shui Qingyang continue to massacre among the crowd.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

The second head of the army shouted like crazy, and the monks of the Feng Zhui Feng League also woke up and scattered everywhere. But it was too late. Most of the people were killed by Shui Qingyang, and those who were not dead were scared and had no intention of fighting anymore.

"Little bastard, I won't be a human being if I won't chop you up!"

The humiliation made the second head of the family look ferocious and attacked Shui Qingyang like a tiger. No one else was in the way, and he was confident that he could kill this kid.

However, at the critical moment, several figures flew out from the darkness. The woman in the lead shouted softly, and circles of water waves overlapped each other, constantly weakening the attack of the second leader, and finally completely subsided.

Seeing the person coming clearly, the second head of the house looked as dark as the bottom of the pot. When he recalled Shui Qingyang's various abnormalities, he still didn't understand that he had been designed by someone.

There is nothing to say. Shui Qingyang, Song Yuhu, and her two confidants together, surrounded and killed the second in command. Shi Cheng was responsible for cleaning up the remaining defeated soldiers.

Song Yuhu alone made the second leader feel as if he was facing a great enemy, let alone the other three people to help. After a few moves, the second leader was already clumsy, and this guy was decisive. After a halberd swept the water Qingyang, he turned around and ran away.

The four of them hurriedly chased after him.

Seeing that the second head of the army was almost running out of sight, Song Yuhu whispered to Shui Qingyang: "Is this your plan? I have to hide my strength, and now everyone has run away."

Speed ​​has never been her strength, otherwise she would not have been so embarrassed by the two leaders. Even if she learned the Nine-Tailed Fox magical power, she would have only improved her short-distance body skills.

Shui Qingyang said: "Pay attention to the petal code I left behind."

After saying that, a faint green light rose all over his body. He rushed out like a gust of wind, suddenly widening the distance between him and the few people. Not long after, he completely disappeared from the sight of him.

"This, isn't this the Fengxing technique that was just born a few months ago?" One of Song Yuhu's confidants spoke, a little numb.

First, there was Bi Fang's magical power, then the Nine-tailed Fox's magical power, and now he used Fei Lian's magical power. What is the origin of this Shui Qingyang?

Song Yuhu was also speechless. This time, Shui Qingyang frightened her again and again, as if she felt that she was not shocked enough, so she came again before leaving.

After not seeing each other for just a few months, the other party seemed to have changed. Could it be that this guy really went to Wanling Mountains and gained something?

Just thinking about this, Song Yuhu felt incredible and could not believe it at all.

As the wind and lightning were running all the way, Shui Qingyang always kept a distance from the second leader, neither letting the other party discover himself nor losing. Every other section of the way, he threw down a large piece of pink petals to guide Song Yuhu and others with the fragrance.

When his mana was consumed too much, he took out the storage ring and absorbed the purest spiritual energy that had been prepared.

From leading the Feng Zhui Feng League to reverse tracking, the most critical point is to let the other party fall step by step. If Song Yuhu and others were asked to take action from the beginning, the Second Head and the Sixth Head would most likely escape on the spot.

In that case, the two men who were unable to escape from the end of their lives would not escape back to their hometown. Now, the second leader has become the commander of the bare hands, so he naturally has to go back to report.

After a short while, Shui Qingyang hid in a pile of huge rocks, poked his head out, looked at the second head and looked around, then pushed apart the layers of thorns. There was a stone wall inside, and it knocked it apart, and the stone walls separated, revealing a passage.

The second in commander made a concealment and went inside.

"No wonder I have been hiding for so long, and I really have a trick." Shui Qingyang smiled coldly.

At night, Song Yuhu and his men finally arrived, and their breath was a little chaotic. Shui Qingyang asked the four of them to adjust their breath first, and it was midnight.

But the four of them finally recovered completely. Shui Qingyang said in a deep voice: "In a battle tonight, we will first slap the Zhuifeng League, and then cut Lan Jinsong. Sister Song will be the first to win!"

Even though Song Yuhu couldn't stand this guy, he was so excited that he seemed to see a high-ranking official and a grand fortune hit him. He looked at him and said, "You are not very bad either."

Shi Cheng and the others couldn't help laughing.

At this point, it was unnecessary to conceal it. The five people rushed towards the target, directly used their magic power to open the way, forcibly smashing the stone wall. The monks of the Zhuifeng League who were hiding inside were immediately alarmed.

Song Yuhu rushed forward, and the woman tore off her disguise and even used Bi Fang's magical powers. Shui Qingyang and others were protecting each other, and they were all cultivators in Caixia realm. They can be said to be a god blocking the gods and a demon blocking the demons.

In the end, the two masters greeted each other and roared grief and anger. One was the second in command, and the other was naturally the strongest in command.

This is a head-on battle of strength.

Although the boss is extraordinary, unfortunately he encountered Song Yuhu, who had practiced the supreme magical powers and had a cultivation level of not inferior to him. In addition, Shui Qingyang assisted him, the two tried their best to fight with the boss for dozens of rounds.

In the end, the boss, who was dragged and unable to escape, was cut off by Song Yuhu.

On the other hand, the second in commander was also stopped by Shi Cheng and the other two. In the battle between the four, Yubo killed many minions from the Zhuifeng League.

After Song Yuhu and Shui Qingyang joined the battle, the second in command was also killed without any suspense.

The monks of the Wind Chasing League were frightened. When they saw this, they didn’t have the idea of ​​taking action. The smart ones had long since slipped away, and the unwise ones were running wildly, and they only regretted that their parents had fewer legs.

The five people chased after a while, and were sure that only a few small fish and shrimps escaped the net before returning to the cave.
Chapter completed!