Except for a palm print, Zang Qilin's face was still changing from blue to white, and he was extremely angry: "Okay! Okay! Okay! Xuantian, today I want to see who beat whom into a big pig head!"
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Qiang! As he spoke, there was a crisp sound, and Zang Qilin pulled out the sword on his waist.
This is a first-class earth-level sword. Hidden Qilin cannot reach the fifth level of the earth-level realm, but he is actually holding a first-class earth-level sword.
The weapons in the hands of ordinary fifth-level earth-level experts should be earth-level lower-level treasures. Those who possess mid-level earth-level treasures are rare, which is enough to show his special status in the 'Tianxing Pavilion'.
Swish——!
The Tibetan Qilin stabbed with a sword, bringing out a dazzling sword light. In the Qixuan Mountains, although the warrior's internal power was imprisoned, the physical power was still there.
From the dazzling sword light, it can be inferred that the speed of Zang Qilin's sword is very fast. When the internal force is imprisoned and it is impossible to use the sword light, the only possibility for the sword light to appear is the speed of the sword.
The faster the speed, the more dazzling the sword light is.
Facing the sword thrust by Zang Qilin, Xuantian's eyes shrank slightly. He did not draw the sword, but his energy level rose to its peak in an instant. The sword light thrust by Zang Qilin struck Xuan Tian.
A reflection is reflected in the eyes of the sky.
That seemingly extremely fast sword was not that fast in Xuantian's opinion. Between the lightning and flint, Xuantian's body moved a step to the right.
It seemed like an inadvertent step, but it managed to avoid the sword perfectly.
call out--!
The sword light pierced Xuantian's clothes and stabbed from the side.
At this moment, Xuantian suddenly bent his body, put his left hand behind his back, made a fist with his right hand and suddenly punched out from above his head.
Xuantian was so familiar with this move that he had practiced it for thousands of times. Even though he had not used it for a long time, he still used it very naturally.
The horns of a wild cow!
When Xuantian was in the martial arts realm, he practiced a boxing technique - a common move in the Mangniu boxing method. In terms of preparation, Xuantian only used one hand, which was equivalent to Mangniu only using one horn, so he could only count
Half a move... .
Although it is only a yellow-level martial arts skill, Xuantian's current physical fitness is many times better than when he was in the martial arts realm and the innate realm.
Bang!
A punch was thrown out, and there was a thunderclap in the air. Wherever the punch passed, a layer of ripples suddenly appeared in the air, and there was a faint light flashing at the fist.
Fist light! He did not use internal force, but relied on pure speed and pure strength to break the void and produce a little fist light. This shows how powerful and fast Xuantian's punch is.
Although it is a Huang-level martial skill, it possesses the unpredictable power of ghosts and gods when it is displayed by Xuantian.
With Xuantian's terrifying strength that now weighs more than 200,000 kilograms in one arm, any punch would be earth-shattering. What's more, although the Huang-level martial arts is low-level, it is still a martial skill and is naturally extremely powerful.
Zang Qilin never expected that Xuantian, as a disciple of 'Beichen Pavilion', would not use the sword, but use a boxing move. It was completely beyond Zang Qilin's expectation. Xuantian's fist was not even able to react.
Qilin's eyes instantly grew bigger and appeared in front of his face.
"ah--!"
A scream sounded out, and Xuantian's punch hit the bridge of Tibetan Qilin's nose.
Although Zang Qilin is a strong man at the fifth level of the Earth Realm and has a very strong body, the power of Xuantian's punch was so powerful that he broke the nose of Zang Qilin with one punch and broke the bones inside into several pieces.
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Poof! Blood spurted out from both nostrils, splashing in all directions and flying far away.
Zang Qilin's face was in great pain, and his eyes and blood were flowing out, but his heart was even more painful: Damn it, I was actually injured by a Huang-level martial arts? Damn -!
Xuantian used the 'Mangniu Fist Technique' because, firstly, he did not regard the Tibetan Qilin as a formidable opponent. In the Qixuan Mountains, the internal strength of the warriors was imprisoned. Xuantian's physical strength was worse than that of the strong men in the late Earth Realm.
To be strong, even if Zang Qilin is a genius who can challenge super, and his combat power is very unparalleled, but here, it is completely out of Xuantian's eyes. Xuantian's sword will only be drawn against powerful opponents, and Zang Qilin will be punched.
It is to attack Zang Qilin with an attitude of contempt. Previously, Zang Qilin despised Xuantian with words, but now Xuantian despised him with actual actions...
The second is the 'Mangniu Top Horn' in the 'Mangniu Boxing Technique'. I happened to use it just now. When a martial art follows the trend, its power will be infinitely amplified. It is like a seamless garment without any flaws. Therefore, the 'Mangniu Top Horn'
Although it is a Huang-level martial arts move, the power exerted by Xuantian's hands at this moment is far beyond the Huang-level martial arts skills. Even the Earth-level boxing technique may not be as powerful as this punch.
The effect was indeed very good, completely beyond Zang Qilin's expectation. His nose was crooked by this punch, which caused him great pain, and his body flew backwards instantly, bringing out a lot of blood.
The pain when being hit on the nose was huge, far more painful than being hit on other parts of the body, so Tibetan Qilin's eyes were so painful that they gushed out. The arm holding the sword also loosened at the same time, and with a clang, the sword fell.
Fall to the ground.
Bull collision!
The Tibetan Qilin was still howling and flying back, but Xuantian had already punched out the second time. His body suddenly rushed towards the Tibetan Qilin like a wild bull. With one punch, another explosion sounded in the air, and the void
There were layers of ripples in the middle, and the power of the fist was astonishing.
In the blink of an eye, Xuantian rushed in front of Zang Qilin and punched forward.
As we all know, the huge pain when the nose is hit hard is enough to make a person lose any power to fight back within a certain period of time. However, the Tibetan Qilin's combat power is extraordinary, and its physical fitness is also very strong, far beyond ordinary earth-level strongmen.
Although he was in pain, he still had enough energy to resist Xuantian.
His hands immediately crossed, blocking his face.
However, in the face of Xuantian's terrifying fist power, Zang Qilin's resistance was in vain.
Snap—pop!
Zang Qilin's hands in front of his face were immediately knocked back by Xuantian's punch, and he was slapped hard on his face. It was like two hard slaps. The blood marks were very clear and he was in severe pain.
The Tibetan Kirin let out another shrill howl.
Although it was a bit miserable, compared to Xuantian's fist hitting him directly in the face, he was still luckier. Otherwise, it would not be just a slap mark on his face. Xuantian's fist would probably break several pieces of his face.
bone.
boom--!
For the first and second punches, Xuantian also used a yellow-level martial art called Mangniu Boxing. For the third punch, he just went straight and punched Tibetan Qilin in the face with a casual punch.
Direct speed, direct power, direct punch!
The first punch, the second punch, Zang Qilin still had a little chance to block it, but the third punch, Zang Qilin could no longer react in the huge pain, so he had to shrink his neck, immediately hold his head with both hands, and made
A perfect defensive style, no more blocking.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang...!
Xuantian kept his left hand behind his back, but he made a fist with his right hand and punched Zang Qilin's head hard. Zang Qilin was beaten until he hugged his head and howled, leaving only a miserable scream.
"You're fucking arrogant!"
"You fucking call me noisy!"
"You're fucking asking for trouble!"
"You fucking told me to follow my ass like a fly!"
"Your fucking father is angry. The consequences will be serious. I will beat you into a big pig head today!"
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The depression in Xuantian's heart was swept away as his fist fell, and he felt very happy. Every time he punched it, he let out a loud shout, which made Zang Qilin scream, and blood and tears flowed together.
At first, Tibetan Qilin simply screamed, then slowly began to cry for father and mother, and finally, it was scared of being beaten and began to beg for mercy.
Xuantian didn't know how many times he punched Zang Qilin, and he didn't stop until Zang Qilin began to beg for mercy.
When punching, Xuantian didn't pay attention to how Zang Qilin was beaten until he stopped his hand and saw that Zang Qilin's head was swollen to the size of a pig's head. It was really beaten into a big pig's head.
"Aren't you still arrogant?" Xuan Tian waved his right arm.
Zang Qilin covered his face and shook his head.
"Is it still noisy?" Xuan Tian stretched his body.
Tibetan Qilin groaned and shook his head.
"Are you still looking for trouble?" Xuan Tian suppressed a smile and looked at Zang Qilin's embarrassed appearance.
"I don't dare, wow——!" Zang Qilin shouted and burst into tears.
As a disciple of the main pavilion of the 'Tianxing Pavilion', Zang Qilin is also the cousin of the 'First Young Master', and his qualifications are far beyond ordinary people. He has always been superior to others. He has only bullied others and has never been bullied by others.
This time, it was the first big setback in Tibetan Qilin Martial Arts. After all, he was too young. When he was usually arrogant, his tone was frivolous. But when he was really frustrated, he showed his youthful nature and burst into tears.
Xuantian is not afraid of Zang Qilin being arrogant, nor is he afraid of Zang Qilin being arrogant, but when Zang Qilin cries, Xuantian really doesn't want to do anything to him.
"Take care of yourself!" Xuantian left a word and walked deeper into the Qixuan Mountains.
Although the Qixuan Mountain Range is not big, there are many formations in it. There are confusion formations, phantom formations, and even trap formations everywhere. Therefore, once they are scattered, it is difficult to get together.
After Xuantian and Zang Qilin separated, they met several talented disciples who had passed the first level one after another. They all gathered together, and not long after, they encountered the second strange event of the earth moving and strong winds blowing.
This time the wind was much stronger than the first time, and some talented disciples were blown away. Xuantian spent several times more effort than the first level before he broke through and continued towards the center of the Qixuan Mountains.
Xuantian lost contact with the other disciples again. It is not known how many people have passed the second level, but it is certain that it should be much less than the number of people who have passed the first level.
After passing the second level, we were finally not far from the center of the Qixuan Mountains. The several peaks we had seen previously that could never be approached were right in front of Xuantian.
The center of the Qixuan Mountains is the valley in the middle of those peaks.
If anyone passed the two levels, they would definitely gather in the valley of Zhong Yang. Xuantian quickened his pace and began to climb the last mountain peak between him and the valley of Zhong Yang.
