"What is this guy talking about? You want to defeat the red-clothed disciple of Saint Yangzong within ten moves?"
Hearing Qin Shaoyang's words, everyone around was dumbfounded.
"This kid doesn't have any delusions, right? He's starting to talk nonsense."
"Hey, his opponent is the 5th Heaven of the Heavenly Transcendent Realm. Ten moves to defeat the opponent, at least he needs the cultivation of the Seventh or Eighth Heaven of the Heavenly Transcendent Realm."
"How many eighteen or nineteen-year-olds above the Seven Heavens in the Heavenly Transformation Realm, even if you look at the Dragon Continent?"
Everyone sneered again and again, as if they had heard a big joke.
Lu Xuan smiled violently, his mouth cracked, and his face was rather hideous.
"Boy, you said you would defeat me within ten strokes? Very good, I also want to tell you, now I plan to crush your bones."
When he was speaking, Lu Xuan no longer stopped, and a wave of air suddenly broke out under his feet, and his whole body rushed towards Qin Shaoyang directly like an evil tiger.
Both claws protruded at the same time, forming the momentum of tiger claws, and there was a rustle of wind flowing between the fingers, the momentum was shocking.
"This kid really owes him, he dares to provoke Lu Xuan."
"Lu Xuan's claws, under the blessing of Shengyangzong's mind, have a bite force of thousands of catties. Even steel will be directly distorted and deformed under ten strokes. It is estimated that the bones of this kid's limbs will be shattered."
Several red disciples looked at each other and smiled, just waiting to hear the crisp sound of the bones being crushed.
It's just that when they looked at the battle and saw that scene, they couldn't help changing their colors.
When Lu Xuan's palms were swiftly grasping Qin Shaoyang's shoulders, Qin Shaoyang couldn't avoid it. At the same time, he stretched out his palms and clasped Lu Xuan's palms together.
"Boom."
The four palms collided, bursting into a ring of energy.
"Hmm, find your own way."
Lu Xuan's face was grim, he held Qin Shaoyang's palms and suddenly exerted force, then his wrists sank suddenly, and his palms bite like snake mouths.
With this force, he wanted to directly pinch off Qin Shaoyang's metacarpal bones.
Unexpectedly, in the next second, Lu Xuan's expression was stunned, his eyes staring, and his expression stunned.
"What's the matter? Hard, folded his palms, and threw this boastful boy down the mountain." The disciples in red in the distance saw Lu Xuan's palms still, and looked puzzled.
As disciples of Lu Xuan's bite, they had seen it many times, and it was comparable to a crocodile in a poisonous swamp. Even the disciples of the Seventh or Eighth Heavens in the sect sect did not dare to confront him head-on. Why is it not working now
Yin Gu's eyes narrowed slightly on the stone chair, and he sat upright.
"How is this going?"
Lu Xuan was shocked, and at the same time he gritted his teeth abruptly and applied force again.
However, no matter how he urged the power in his palm, it was difficult to shake Qin Shaoyang at all.
"Wanjun snake bite."
"Stop it for me!"
Lu Xuan's arm muscles violently violently, and he suddenly drank low. The spiritual power of the whole body skyrocketed again, and the bluestone slabs under his feet trembled slightly.
However, no matter how hard Lu Xuan tried, Qin Shaoyang's expression on the opposite side remained the same, as if a mountain remained motionless.
"It's time for me to work hard."
The indifferent voice came out from Qin Shaoyang's mouth, and at the same time, two clusters of pure sun fire suddenly rose in his palm.
Lu Xuan's face changed abruptly, and a sharp burning sensation came from his palms.
When the soles of the feet slam on the ground, the palms relieved their strength, and then they had to withdraw.
"Want to go?"
Qin Shaoyang stuck out his palm, but his backhand strangled the opponent's two wrists.
Then the corners of his mouth cracked, revealing a bright and playful smile.
A bad premonition suddenly rose in Lu Xuan's heart.
However, he hasn't waited for him to resist. However, Qin Shaoyang's body leaped into the air, his knees slamming against Lu Xuan's chest.
"Induce vomiting and slay the dragon's knee."
"Vigorously break the palm of the tooth."
"Nosebleed cross-flow fist."
Qin Shaoyang made all three moves, like running clouds and flowing water, hitting Lu Xuan's chest with a strong knee, then rounded his slap and screamed. Finally, the right fist was raised high and hit Lu Xuan's nose vigorously.
After the three moves, Lu Xuan's body was as if he had been hit by a bull, his nosebleed threw an arc in the air, and he rolled and fell three meters away in an extremely embarrassing manner.
Everyone around them opened their eyes wide, and their chins almost hit the ground.
What just happened
How is this different from other people's scripts
The red-clothed disciple of Shengyang Sect was beaten up by a young man of eighteen or nineteen.
And the names of these moves are simply...
"There is one last resort, step on the big shoe prints on your face."
When everyone was dumbfounded, Qin Shaoyang took a step forward nonchalantly, raised the soles of his feet, and stepped on Lu Xuan's unrecognizable face.
With this set of self-made four combos of trampling people, he was already proficient in his skill and operation.
"enough."
Just when Qin Shaoyang's soles were about to step on Lu Xuan's face, Yin Gu finally stood up, his face uncertain.
Qin Shaoyang smiled slightly, and the sole of his foot suddenly stopped in the air just an inch away from Lu Xuan.
On the ground, Lu Xuan was afraid for a while. If he stepped on this foot, he would not die or be disabled.
"Unexpectedly, at your young age, your cultivation base is already above the seventh heaven in the Tongtian realm."
Yin Gu took a step forward, his figure shook, and he was already standing in front of Qin Shaoyang, with a pair of eyes looking at him.
hiss.
Hearing the words of Deacon Yin Gu, there was a sound of exclamation around him, and his eyes swept towards Qin Shaoyang.
The eighteen-year-old Seventh Heavenly Martial Artist of the Heaven-Tall Realm
This guy wasn't bragging just now, he really defeated the red disciple of Shengyangzong within ten moves.
Even that can't be said to be a defeat, it's just a unilateral brutality.
Qin Shaoyang smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth. He is not just the Seventh Heaven in the Heavenly Transcendence Realm. Since the academy conference half a month ago, he has stepped into the Ninth Heaven of the Transcendent Realm.
It's just that in the final round of battle, he was seriously injured, and his cultivation hasn't recovered to its peak for the time being.
"Now I can enter the Sacred Sun Sect, and I will visit the Sect Master."
Qin Shaoyang's voice was indifferent, and his eyes met Yin Gu again.
Yin Gu shook his head slightly, his tone indifferent.
"Although your talent is far superior to that of your peers, I can even say that you are the strongest among the worshipers of the same age."
"But with your cultivation base in the Tongtian realm, you are not yet qualified to directly visit the suzerain."
"Now, see you off."
When Yin Gu spoke, he swung his robe and turned around, not paying attention to Qin Shaoyang.
At the same time, the crowds of red-clothed disciples around took a step forward, and the entire square was suddenly raging.
Tang Wei and others were taken aback by the battle, and at the same time they withdrew two steps, for fear that they would be hit by the fish.
Twenty red disciples surrounded Qin Shaoyang at the same time, with a great momentum.
A sneer appeared in Tang Wei's heart. Although this guy has a good cultivation level, he can be described as extraordinary among his peers.
But really thought that with this strength, he could be presumptuous in the territory of Saint Sun Sect
Still want to visit the lord? It's really whimsical.
It is estimated that he will be thrown down the mountain next.
"Hey. I didn't expect that the deacon sect of the dignified Sacred Sun Sect would also turn back."
Qin Shaoyang sighed slightly, then he palmed his hand, and a crimson jade card fell into his palm.
"Then I don't know whether he is the heir of the president of the Alchemist Association and whether he has this qualification."