Chapter 71 The might of a thousand punches! Shock the audience!
In the eyes of the disciples of the Holy Empire, Yan Jinghong is the "Holy Son" and naturally represents the top combat power within the Huangji Taoist Palace.
And Qin Dong... no matter in terms of aura or identity, he is just an ordinary inner disciple.
How dare a mere inner disciple challenge a Holy Son in the Ten Thousand Monsters Mountain?
Xiao Yanqing and others could not think of any other possibility besides having water in their brains and becoming insane and abnormal.
"Hey! If Senior Brother Xiao doesn't come out, have these Huangji Taoist disciples become so crazy? It seems that it will be time for Senior Brother Xiao to take action soon."
The female disciple sighed and turned her admiring gaze to Xiao Jiyuan.
This woman's name is Nan Xiaoxuan, and she is also a true disciple.
"I have to say that Yan Jinghong is indeed very strong! But for him to use such strength to suppress an inner disciple would be too much to bully a small one."
Xiao Jiyuan's eyes flashed, but he didn't say much. In terms of strength, there was not much difference between him and Yan Jinghong, but the other party was a saint, but he came to bully an inner disciple. In his opinion, it was indeed
Somewhat unreasonable.
However, even so, he had no intention of intervening. After all, this was a matter between the disciples of Huangji Daofu and had nothing to do with their Holy Academy.
"Yes, this Yan Jinghong... is too thick-skinned. A noble saint actually bullied an inner disciple! By the way, Senior Brother Xiao, they will finish here later, do you want to take action?
, let him know how powerful our Holy Academy is!"
Nan Xiaoxuan said with expectation.
"The Immortal Ascension Competition is about to be held. If possible, I wouldn't mind taking action once to test the strength of this top master of Huangji Taoist Palace in advance."
Xiao Jiyuan's mood was in decline.
"In this case, we will wait and see." Nan Xiaoxuan smiled slightly. If they could take this opportunity to show off the power of the Holy Academy, it would undoubtedly be a good thing for them.
In the field.
The situation is getting more and more intense and has already entered a white-hot stage.
"Let's take action, Qin Dong. Since you are an inner disciple, I actually don't mind. I'll let you take a few moves first! But... if you are not strong enough, then don't blame me for being ruthless under my sword."
A sonorous sound!
Yan Jinghong took the lead in drawing his sword, pointing it at Qin Dong, and said proudly.
It seems that he has also noticed that people from the Holy Academy have arrived here. If he goes too far and directly kills Qin Dong, it will not be a glorious thing if word spreads.
In order to make the scene less ugly, he had to settle for the next best thing and let Qin Dong do a few tricks.
"Haha, let me give you a few tricks? Senior Brother Yan, since you have already done such a shameless thing as robbing your junior brother's wife, why do you need to care about this little face? In my opinion, it's not necessary."
Qin Dong stood with his hands behind his back, neither drawing his sword nor making a move. Instead, he spoke slowly and calmly as if he was traveling around.
"What? You don't need to let me go? Qin Dong, do you know that as soon as this Holy Son takes action, your life will be in danger? Aren't you afraid of death?"
Yan Jinghong's face was filled with surprise and uncertainty. He looked at Qin Dong blankly and thought to himself, is this kid really out of his mind? Or is he tired of living and deliberately looking for his own death?
Unexpectedly, the next second, suddenly——
"Senior Brother Yan, you can fight if you want, why are you talking so much nonsense? Don't you know that villains often die from talking too much?!" Qin Dong sneered and suddenly shouted sharply.
"court death!"
As soon as this statement came out, Yan Jinghong was furious!
Even at this moment, there were people from other colleges watching the battle nearby, but he couldn't care less. He must immediately kill Qin Dong, a creature who didn't know life and death, tragically under his own sword.
Whoosh!
The cold light is beginning to appear, and the sword light has arrived!
As soon as Yan Jinghong made a move, the flames of rage filled the sky and swallowed up the sky. Just a ray of sword light struck, like clouds and mist, it was extremely fast and pierced the vital parts of Qin Dong's body.
If you look carefully, you will find that there is not only pure sword energy in the sword light, but dense thunder and lightning, as if God has sent a thunder punishment, which is extremely terrifying.
"Is this... the true meaning of Thunder?"
When Qin Dong saw it, he couldn't help but curse in his heart. This Yan Jinghong was indeed a hypocrite. On the surface, he said that he would give him a few moves, but in fact, he didn't hold back at all. As soon as he came up, it was such a terrifying killing move, almost
It will exceed the limit that the Pulse Condensation Realm can withstand, and its strength will approach the Heavenly Soul Realm.
Fortunately, he recast his battle body and entered the Pulse Condensation Realm. Otherwise, if he encountered this trick, not even a trace of dregs would be left, let alone his life.
"Come! Fight with me!!"
In shock and anger, Qin Dong did not intend to hold back any longer. After a loud shout, he punched one after another. In an instant, he fired hundreds or even thousands of vitality fists, hitting the sword light.
Boom! Boom! Boom!...
Incomparably explosive punches came, each punch was as heavy as a mountain. Although the sword energy was violent, it could not withstand it in the end and exploded, exploding into lightning all over the sky.
Then, the fists of vitality roared continuously, and almost in the blink of an eye, they covered the sky and fell on Yan Jinghong's body one after another.
"ah!"
An unbelievable scream resounded through the mountain forest, and Yan Jinghong's entire body turned into a cannonball on the spot, and was smashed into a mass of rocks.
Even under these fists, Yan Jinghong was unable to resist, and was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, his body was covered with punch marks, and several of his ribs were broken.
If it weren't for the protective armor on his body, which offset most of the power of the punch, Yan Jinghong would have passed away and been beaten to death at this moment.
"This, this, this...isn't this the Overlord Divine Fist? You have actually practiced to the number of a thousand? This...how is this possible!!!"
Soon, a voice of shock and anger came out from the pile of rocks. It was obviously that Yan Jinghong was stunned, that's why he was so incredible!
A thousand punches!
This is a state that many capable people have not reached since ancient times, but Qin Dong, a bastard, has actually reached it?
Yan Jinghong's eyes were unfocused, as if he had fallen into an extremely unreal illusion.
At this moment, he was shocked by Qin Dong's terrifying strength, but also inexplicably shocked that someone could evolve the Overlord Divine Fist to such an extent. This was no longer a simple talent, but turned decay into magic, transforming it into something magical.
All the ancestors surpassed them in one fell swoop.
Is there really a monster in this world? He is obviously lower in level than himself, younger than himself, and even his status is very different, but the other party just crushes him.
He knocked his lofty prince status off the altar and threw it into the pile of rocks like garbage!
"What? Yan Jinghong actually lost!!!"
"Oh my God, what is going on? This person actually... actually defeated Yan Jinghong with one move!"
"Oh my god, could I have seen it wrong? A mere inner disciple actually defeated a Holy Son in an instant, and he only used one move!!"
"A thousand punches, this is really a thousand punches. I am definitely not wrong. Who is this person? He has such ability to practice a heaven-level skill to such an extent..."
In the jungle not far away, the people from the Holy Academy and others were frightened when they saw this scene. They all looked at Qin Dong with dull eyes, as if they had seen a ghost in the daytime!
Their expressions are definitely not because they have not seen much of the world, but because they have seen a lot before they can truly and truly feel how incredible this scene is.
The most terrifying thing is that Yan Jinghong faced Qin Dong. He was supposed to crush him, but unexpectedly, he was blown up on the spot by an inner disciple. He was blown into a pile of rocks like garbage.
And from the looks of it, it was not that Yan Jinghong didn't use all his strength, but he sent out the strongest blow, but in the end he was defeated, at the hands of a junior from the same sect.
In the eyes of these disciples of the Holy Academy, such a picture of the collapse of the three world views was like a small ant trampling a giant elephant to death in public. It was unbelievable, and they could not help but feel a wave of horror.
feel.
"Failed...Yan Jinghong actually lost...at the hands of an inner disciple!"
Xiao Yanqing had a horrified look on his face, and at this moment, he was so shocked that he was in a daze, dancing with his hands, as if he was in a state of madness.
"This inner disciple of Huangji Taoist House is too strong. He can even kill the Holy Son with one move. Did we all make a mistake just now?"
Nan Xiaoxuan blinked her eyes, as if she still refused to believe it.
But when she rubbed her eyes vigorously and confirmed again, she had to admit that this inner disciple of Huangji Taoist Palace was indeed ridiculously strong.