Wu alchemy body

Chapter 53
With a hint of teasing at the corner of Qian Ning's mouth, he looked at Sun Yi playfully.

"Baji Palm!" Qian Ning yelled in the wooden house, and with the power of the palm in his hand, he attacked Sun Yi first. In his opinion, Sun Yi would definitely be hit by this palm.

The palm of the hand carried the momentum of the eight poles, and it was suppressed towards Sun Yi like an eight pole purgatory between turns and turns, bringing a roar of thunder.

Qian Ning is worthy of being a palace-level powerhouse. Every palace-level powerhouse has the strength to fight across levels, and can fight against ordinary legal bodies.

Seeing this scene, Sun Yi's eyes shot out bright lights, and he directly threw out the Yanlong Fist in his hand, the fists and palms collided together, bursting out bursts of roaring sounds, and the sky was filled with flames.

After a move was completed, Qian Ning was also surprised. He was able to resist his own move. He deserved to be a genius who could defeat his subordinates. If he was defeated so easily, there was no need for him to recruit him.

Octopus suppression palm!
In the small wooden house, Qian Ning was covered in black light, and he suppressed it fiercely with his big palm. The powerful aura made the already simple wooden house shake, and his palm directly suppressed Sun Yi.

Sun Yi raised his eyebrows, the golden light in his hand was shining brightly, and he broke through the wooden house and flew outside.

One overturned and fell to the ground in an instant.

At this time, seeing Sun Yi falling outside the wooden house, he snorted coldly, turned over and rushed outside, the rolling palms in his hands blasted towards Sun Yi in an instant.

bang bang!Fist and palm met, the roar shook the entire inner door, and Qian Ning was also forced to retreat, suffering a dark loss.

"How is it possible? Under the suppression of this palm, even the warriors in the legal body state will be shocked. How can this kid be so powerful." Qian Ning said angrily.

Eight poles of purgatory!
Qian Ning let out a startled cry, black inner energy burst out from the palm of his hand, and black energy radiated from all over his body. The black inner energy enveloped his whole body, like a god of death from hell, carrying a cold aura.

You must know that as a martial artist at the pinnacle of the ninth level of body training, the meridians of the whole body can already absorb the inner energy for a short period of time. A martial artist in the body refining realm must call it from the dantian if he wants to call it.

Seeing the cold aura emanating from Qian Ning's body, Sun Yi directly raised his Yanlong Fist, his arms were burning with golden inner strength, burning the darkness with raging fire.

In a blink of an eye, Qian Ning came in front of him with a whoosh, and Sun Yi roared, the golden red arm collided with the black inner strength, and there was a hissing and burning sound in the air.

The golden inner strength of this inexhaustible golden body seems to be born to restrain this kind of yin and cold technique. When Qian Ning's black inner strength meets the golden inner strength, it immediately burns and turns into wisps of light smoke.

Seeing that his skills were actually controlled, Qian Ning was annoyed in his heart. He didn't expect a martial artist at the eighth level of body training to be so difficult to deal with. A trace of cruelty appeared on his face immediately, and the black light in his hand glowed again.

Bajiquan suppresses everything!
This Bajiquan is an earth-level skill, powerful and powerful, before the wind of the fist arrives, the cold breath arrives first, the black energy condenses into a huge palm, covering the hand as rain, and turns the hand to suppress Sun Yi.

"Multiple punches!" Sun Yi saw the black palm pressing down, his expression was indifferent, multiple punches erupted suddenly, and the moment the golden fist shadows touched the black palm, they were burned into white smoke by the golden inner strength, and his mouth was cold. He snorted: "Is this your strength?"

Hearing Sun Yi's ridicule, Qian Ning also yelled violently, and swung Bajiquan again, this time he wanted to confront Sun Yi head-on.

Fist and fist meet, the wind of the fist roars like thunder, and the air explodes under the continuous palm of the fist. For a while, the shadow of the fist is all over the sky, and Qian Ning unexpectedly blasts out the domineering eight punches in an instant, it is Baji.

At this time, the roar of the battle between the two shocked the other people in the inner sect, and they all came out to check.

"Isn't that the palace-level powerhouse Qian Ning? Who is that young man fighting him?"

"Why is Qian Ning so embarrassed, but that young man's cultivation is only at the eighth level of body training!"

People all exclaimed, in the inner sect, fighting is a common thing, but fighting between palace-level powerhouses is rare.

The eight punches were like Sun Yi's blast in an instant, and Sun Yi swung multiple punches again, punching against each other. What scared Qian Ning was how powerful the guy in front of him was. One must know that he, who is practicing Bajiquan, has a strength of [-] catties.And was completely suppressed by the boy in front of him.

Terrible, in a hurry, he retracted his fist and retreated. Seeing this, Sun Yi naturally would not let it go. Tian Lingdu flew up in the air and came to Qian Ning in an instant.

Qian Ning was frightened and angry, and Sun Yi, who was bullied, forced him to retreat again and again. He was in a panic, and the situation on the field was completely controlled by Sun Yi.

This scene left the inner sect disciples dumbfounded.Qian Ning was forced so unbearably by a martial artist at the eighth level of body training.

Immediately, the disciples' bodies were sluggish, and their mouths opened wide, as if an egg had been stuffed.

However, as a palace-level powerhouse, Qian Ning is naturally not that simple.

"Octopole Explosion!"

A gust of black wind blew around Qian Ning's body, and the tyrannical energy swirled around his body, taking the flying sand and rocks around him, compressing, and freezing. Qian Ning smiled grimly: "You forced me to do this?"

"No, Channing was forced to use this trick."

"It is said that a martial artist in the legal body realm fell under Qian Ning's move. However, this move is over. Qian Ning won't be able to get out of bed for a month. That kid is out of luck. It's a pity."

When people saw this move, they all exclaimed.

Sun Yi's expression was dignified. He felt a strong crisis in this move, so he had no choice but to use his blood power in shock. A giant golden tiger appeared, staring at the black vortex in front of him with wide eyes.

Boom!

The black vortex hit Sun Yi, instantly solidified into a point, and then exploded with a violent explosion.

At this time, Qian Ning also collapsed on the ground, and said with a ferocious smile: "This is the end of angering me, Qian Ning."

People also secretly sighed, whoever is not good to offend must offend Qian Ning, and lose their martial arts path in vain.

"Do you think you can deal with me like this?" There was a young boy's voice coming from the black vortex, and there was a golden tiger in front of the boy, but the boy was unscathed.

"It's impossible, what's going on here." Qian Ning fell on the ground with his pupils wide open, his face full of disbelief, and he was actually defeated by a martial artist at the eighth level of body refining.

It turns out that Qian Ning's internal strength is inherently yin and cold, and Sun Yi's bloodline power can restrain this yin and cold force. The golden giant tiger easily resisted this internal strength. If it were another person, Sun Yi would never have so easy.

"Qian Ning lost so badly, is this young man a human or a monster?" People exclaimed.

(End of this chapter)