God's Son-in-law

Chapter 202 Giant Spirit Fist
The speed of Feng Wuyan's punch was faster than the speed of grabbing Gu Tianpeng just now. Deng Dajiang was beside him, and he could only capture an afterimage. Shocked by him.

Feeling the strength of his punch, Qin Yi put away his playfulness and looked more squarely at it.

He also pulled out the spiritual power in his dantian and wrapped it in his hand, and punched him to meet him.

Bang.

The fists of the two were separated, Qin Yi took a step back, and Feng Wuyan took seven or eight steps back.

"Xiantian realm, you are also a Xiantian realm warrior..." Feng Wuyan finally showed a shocked expression to Qin Yi: "How is it possible, you are so young, how could you be a Xiantian realm warrior???"

Feng Wuyan, who is in the Xiantian realm himself, knows how difficult it is for a warrior to break through to the Xiantian realm.

He is almost 70 years old this year, and he is only at the early stage of the Xiantian Realm, but Qin Yi, who is only in his early 20s, has the same cultivation level as him, how can he not be surprised?Even if Qin Yi starts to practice from a fertilized egg, this speed of cultivation is too terrifying!
Deng Dajiang was injured beside him, and when he heard Feng Wuyan's words, his face was filled with disbelief, Qin Yi was a warrior of the Xiantian realm, and the other party was actually a warrior of the Xiantian realm...

His eyes were about to pop out, and he hadn't even dreamed of it before.

However, after Feng Wuyan was shocked, he laughed strangely again: "I didn't expect to kill Gu Tianpeng today, but there are other gains. After I kill Gu Tianpeng, I will take you back and study it carefully. Tsk tsk, 20 I'd like to see how you cultivated the congenital realm of many years old."

"Hehe, I'm afraid you don't have that ability!" Qin Yi smiled disdainfully.

"Hmph, do you think that you are my opponent if you are in the Xiantian realm? I will let you understand today that even if you are both in the early stage of the Xiantian realm, there is still a gap."

Feng Wuyan stamped his right foot on the ground, a whirlwind was generated from the sole of his foot, and then his body disappeared in place, Qin Yi only felt a whirlwind tearing towards him.

"Boy, today I will let you taste the whirlwind of our blood-clothed dance!"

In the hurricane, Feng Wuyan's cold voice sounded.

Hearing this, Qin Yi didn't feel anything, he just quickly transferred his dantian spiritual power to resist and counterattack.

After hearing this, Deng Dajiang raised his heart in his throat, and reminded him loudly: "Mr. Qin, Whirlwind Dance is an inherited martial art of the Blood Clothes Sect. It is extremely domineering, be careful!!!"

"Martial arts? Alright, I want to see how overbearing it is!"

Soon, Feng Wuyan's attack using the whirlwind had arrived in front of Qin Yi, and Qin Yi also drew most of the spiritual power in his dantian to his right hand.

Seeing that the torn whirlwind was about to envelop him, Qin Yi clenched his right hand into a fist and punched directly towards the whirlwind.

"Break it for me!"

"Ah... puff..."

In an instant, he punched his fist into the whirlwind, and the whirlwind disappeared suddenly, and Feng Wuyan's body flew out, spitting out blood.

Qin Yi stood with his hands back, with a faint smile on his face.

Let you dance the whirlwind wildly, any kind of martial arts, as long as his spiritual power is enough, he can break it with one punch.

Feng Wuyan was sent flying by Qin Yi, and flew several meters away before hitting the ground.

After landing, due to his serious injuries, he couldn't say a single word he wanted to say except for the endless horror at Qin Yi on his face.

The next moment, Feng Wuyan covered his chest with his hands, the pain on his face was extremely intense, and he lay on the ground completely motionless.

"???" Qin Yi was stunned.

Seeing this, Deng Dajiang dragged his injured body and approached.

When he tried Feng Wuyan's snort and heartbeat, but found that there were none, he turned his head and said to Qin Yi: "He, he is dead!"

It was only then that Qin Yi walked over unexpectedly. He squatted down and checked himself, and found that his punch just now was too powerful, which not only broke Feng Wuyan's whirlwind martial skill, but also shattered the opponent's body. Internal organs, in this case, the other party died violently and hiccupped.

Immediately, Qin Yi got up, clapped his hands and said: "Okay, since the person is dead, then you can handle the next thing by yourself, I will go back to the house first."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and entered his room without waiting for Deng Dajiang, Gu Tianpeng, and Leng Feng who had just stood up from the ground with a painful face to respond.

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As soon as he entered the room, Qin Yi's originally calm face suddenly turned pale.

He even leaned on the wall next to him, moved to the bed and sat down.

Sitting on the bed, Qin Yi closed his eyes and took a deep breath. It took two to three minutes for his pale face to recover.

He opened his eyes again, opened his mouth and muttered to himself: "It seems that it is still a bit difficult to deal with the warriors of the Xiantian realm with the cultivation base of the mid-stage Qi Refining Mirror..."

Earlier, although he broke Feng Wuyan's attack with one punch and killed him, but the spiritual power in his dantian was directly emptied by him.

If there were still people attacking him at this moment, he would be useless even with the slightest bit of spiritual power.

To put it bluntly, it was because his cultivation was not enough.

"It seems that not only do I have to improve my cultivation, I also have to practice several attacking skills..."

Previously, Feng Wuyan's attack reminded Qin Yi that he had been cultivating hard recently, but he was only improving his cultivation, and had not practiced any offensive skills.

And the so-called offensive technique is the same as the Whirlwind Dance martial art used by Feng Wuyan just now, it is a skill or way of attack specially used in battle.

However, in the world of martial arts in the mortal world, it is called martial arts, and in the world of gods, it is collectively called skills.

Just named differently.

Thinking in this way, Qin Yi's thoughts quickly started to work, and he chose the martial arts skills that are suitable for his current practice.

In his memory, although there are many martial arts skills, but because of his limited cultivation level, most of them cannot be practiced, so he can only choose the ones he can practice now.

After a while, the corner of Qin Yi's mouth pulled a strange arc: "Yes, Giant Spirit Fist, I'll train you!"

Giant Spirit Fist is a boxing technique created by the Giant Spirit God in Heaven. Its moves are simple and easy to practice. Most importantly, this boxing method does not require much cultivation for the practitioner, even if Qin Yi is only in the middle stage of the Qi Refining Mirror Cultivation can also be cultivated completely.

At most, the higher the cultivation base, the greater the power displayed by the giant spirit fist after training, and the lower the cultivation base, the lower the power displayed.

Back then, when Qin Yi was in the Heavenly Court, in order to obtain this boxing technique from the Giant Spirit God, he used threats and lures, and finally took an elixir that was refined by the Taishang Laojun himself, and finally got it from the Giant Spirit God. !
(End of this chapter)