"stop!"
"Yu Wei, stop!"
"How can you use this kind of martial arts, you evil beast!"
The three of them were so anxious that they jumped onto the ring with roars, trying to stop Yu Wei.
"Want to save someone? It's too late. Today, no one can save him!" Yu Wei glanced at the three anxious-looking people, with a crazy smile on his face, and pushed his palms forward suddenly.
The red sun wrapped around the fire dragon roared out, and wherever it passed, the sky burned crazily, and the blazing fire connected into one piece, pressing down like a raging sea of fire. The entire space was instantly dyed red, as if the entire space was burning crazily.
Waves of heat spread to the surroundings. Even under the arena, the onlookers could not even open their eyes. They felt as if their whole bodies were about to be ignited.
A rolling heat wave rolled over, and the surface of the Fengyun Terrace, which was already riddled with holes, melted instantly, and the broken stones even burned under the scorching heat.
Taboo martial arts, one move can destroy the world.
The flames had even reached the point where all the clothes on Zheng Shiyi's body were already burning under the high temperature.
I don’t understand the devil!
A pair of pupils in Zheng Shiyi's eyes narrowed sharply, and he stared closely at Yu Wei in the sea of fire opposite. Ten rounds in his body completely exploded, and three black dragon-like body-protecting auras emerged.
Under such a move, the entire sky seemed to be covered, and there was no way to dodge it. The only way to resist this move was to use the Incomprehensible Demon God.
"Snapped… "
Zheng Shiyi raised his legs and kicked on the ground. He took one step forward, as if the Eight Desolations had passed, and rushed towards the sea of rolling fire. The black energy lingered in his body, and his whole person looked like an ancient troll descending.
"Crazy, Zheng Shiyi is crazy!"
"He actually rushed into the sea of fire!"
"It's such a scorching temperature, we are so far away, we feel hot all over, as if we fell into the underground magma, Zheng Shiyi actually rushed in on his own initiative, he is looking for death!"
"Under such high temperatures, I'm afraid even his bones will melt instantly!"
Under the Fengyun Tower, everyone in the farthest place couldn't help but scream in surprise when they saw Zheng Shiyi rushing into the sea of fire.
The next moment, Zheng Shiyi rushed into the sea of fire. Almost instantly, the entire sea of fire rolled crazily like a furious wave. In an instant, whether it was the sky or the earth, the entire world was completely engulfed in flames.
The already unbearable heat wave suddenly increased again. The disciples surrounding Fengyuntai were tightly affected by the burning flames, and their bodies were instantly ignited. In the surge of air waves, they were even more... He was thrown far away and landed on the roofs of buildings in the distance, setting the whole house on fire.
Many disciples immediately released their spiritual energy to try to catch the heat wave, but the energy they released only lasted for less than a breath before being burned out in an instant.
Wherever the heat wave passes, everything burns!
At the end of the sea of fire, a long knife slashed through the fiery red flames and slashed down.
With one swing, five sword shadows fell from the sky. Each sword shadow seemed to be integrated with the surrounding world. The trajectory of each sword shadow was natural and seemed to be perfect to the extreme!
Fist intention!
Zheng Shiyi!
Yu Wei's face was already full of madness, his eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at the shadows of swords falling in front of him with a look of disbelief.
Zheng Shiyi is not dead? How could he still do it? Or, what he used was forbidden martial arts. Under this move, no Lingquan realm warrior could survive. Zheng Shiyi was only an eighth-level Lingquan realm martial artist. How could he survive? !
There is also the fist intention. How could this little beast realize the fist intention? He had the fist intention but kept it until the last moment!
Impossible, absolutely impossible, all this must be an illusion.
I, Yu Wei, am the most talented being in the world. It is impossible for me to be killed by an outer sect trash who is younger than me. It is definitely an illusion...
In Yu Wei's madness, the sword flashed and his body was split into two.
On the Feng Yuntai, countless seas of fire disappeared in an instant. The Feng Yuntai, which was still in shock a moment ago, returned to calm. Only the flames still burning on the ground were left, reminding people of what had just happened.
On the ground, Yu Wei's whole body was chopped into two pieces, and one arm seemed to be shaking slightly.
Yu Wei, die!
The entire Fengyuntai area fell into a deathly silence for an instant. Even the disciples who were affected by the flames and who were screaming miserably just a moment ago were lying on the ground, staring blankly in the direction of the arena.
Yu Wei lost, and Yu Wei was cut off by Zheng Shiyi with one sword!
That was Yu Wei, the number one person in the Xuanming Sect. He had been the most dazzling being in the sect since he started. He was also called the person most likely to be called the Holy Son. He was at the ninth level of the Lingquan Realm and owned the earth. Martial spirits possess innate energy, comprehend the subtleties, and practice taboo martial arts.
How could such a person be killed by Zheng Shiyi!
Zheng Shiyi, he was just an outer disciple who had just entered the sect for about half a year and had no martial spirit. How did he cultivate to such an extent
At the eighth level of the Lingquan Realm, he reached the subtle level, understood the meaning of the fist, possessed innate Qi, and cultivated into the Eight Desolate Steps that no one thought could be achieved. Now he has killed Yu Wei, the number one person in the inner sect. Zheng Shiyi became the number one disciple of the inner sect as a disciple of the outer sect.
Such a thing is unique among the ten sects, let alone the entire sect.
The eighth level of the Lingquan Realm without a martial soul, kill the ninth level of the Lingquan Realm with a martial soul!
Along the way, Zheng Shiyi seems to have done everything that others think is impossible!
After Zheng Shiyi killed Yu Wei on Fengyuntai, he stayed on the spot, panting heavily. The Holy Fire Dragon Thunder strike just now was too terrifying.
Even if he cast the Incomprehensible Demon God and rushed through the sea of fire at a speed of eight steps, his Incomprehensible Demon God was instantly shattered. In just a breath, his internal organs were burned by the scorching heat. Almost melting.
If it were not for the obstruction of the Demon God, I am afraid that he would have been buried in the sea of fire. Forbidden martial arts is indeed a forbidden martial arts. Yu Wei, who has used forbidden martial arts, is not at the same level as before.
Gong Qi looked at Zheng Shiyi on the Fengyun Platform, with murderous intent in his eyes. Zheng Shiyi was just a disciple who had just joined the sect and had just completed his martial arts training. He was able to kill Yu Wei in such a short time.
If he is allowed to grow, he will become a serious problem.
To get rid of him, we must eradicate him as soon as possible!
On the other side, the three elders looked at Zheng Shiyi with complicated expressions, wondering about the Demon God. They had seen clearly before that Zheng Shiyi was definitely using the Demon God before he rushed into the sea of fire.
Zheng Shiyi actually cultivated to become the Incomprehensible Demon God. This is a unique skill that only the leader of the Xuanlei Demon Sect can master. Zheng Shiyi, how did he cultivate it
There is no way this kid has anything to do with the Demon Sect!
While the three of them were confused, a monstrous murderous intention suddenly came from the other side. Du Xiaoyu looked at Zheng Shiyi on the ring with eyes wide open, and suddenly rushed out with his legs raised and swung his palm towards Zheng Shiyi.
"How dare you take action!"
The punishment elder's eyes were solemn and his sleeves were suddenly swung in the direction where Du Xiaoyu rushed out, and a breath of shock that seemed to be able to break the world into pieces came out.
In mid-air, before Du Xiaoyu even landed on the ring, he was swept away by this terrifying aura, and his body instantly flew back like a kite with its string broken.
"In front of everyone, you openly attacked and fought a fight with Feng Yuntai's junior brother. Even if you are the Holy Son, you must be punished!"
The punishment elder glared with tiger eyes, and waved out his palm as he spoke. In mid-air, a huge palm shadow fell. A strong wind blew up, and the clothes on Du Xiaoyu's body were torn into pieces. Behind him, the ground was even more layered. The layers are rolled up.
In this strong wind, his body even swayed uncontrollably. He wanted to move, but found that his breath was completely locked and he could not move at all.
At the next moment, the punishing elder's palm was about to fall, and suddenly a dangerous voice came out.
"Punishment, using the old to bully the young, attacking the younger generation, don't you feel ashamed?"
As the voice fell, Gong Qi's figure flashed past Du Xiaoyu's eyes. Before the disciplinary elder could hit Du Xiaoyu, he struck out with a palm in front of him and collided with the disciplinary elder's palm.
With one palm, there was a loud noise like thunder on dry land, and Gong Qi's figure took three steps back before he stabilized his figure.
This old guy is indeed as strong as rumored.
Gong Qi had a long sword in his hand at some point. He stared at the punishment elder opposite and whispered to Du Xiaoyu beside him: "I can hold the punishment for a while and return to the Holy Child Hall as soon as possible!"
"Disciple understands that Deputy Head Gong showed his gratitude today, and the disciples must remember it." Du Xiaoyu whispered, quickly turned around and retreated into the distance. Today, the Punishment Elder actually rushed into Deputy Head Gong Qi for Zheng Shiyi, and even smashed the head with such force. Warrant.
Obviously for Zheng Shiyi, he has given no face to anyone. If he continues to stay here, he will definitely be killed by the punishment elders. Only by returning to the Holy Child Hall can he maintain his safety.
In the Holy Child Hall, the elders of the Holy Child Hall are protecting you, so no one can hurt you!
"Gong Qi, you are so brave. How dare you stop me from punishing those who break the sect's rules! If I really thought you were the deputy head, I wouldn't dare to take action!"
Seeing Du Xiaoyu retreating away under Gong Qi's protection, the punishment elder suddenly jumped out and swung his palm in Gong Qi's direction.
It's just a seemingly simple palm, but it is full of endless heroic aura, and the palm wind carries the power of thunder.
"Punishment, you are getting more and more confused as you get older! You are becoming more and more unruly. In the past, you relied on your elders and betrayed them. I don't care about you because you have been in the sect for many years. I am the deputy head of the sect, and now you are attacking me. .But you can’t be a villain!”
Gong Qi dodged sideways and avoided the blow from the Punishment Elder. The whistling wind from his palm was like a long dragon, clinging to his body and crashing onto a house in the distance, causing the whole house to collapse instantly.
(End of chapter)