Conceited Immortal On Campus

The great master of gangjing is as strong as Basong, the great master of taiwangmen. He is vulnerable to the attack of Ye Longyue, not to mention Chen Yi, who is so young.

When ye Longyue started, everyone was silent.

Even cloud ink ice, cloud ink Xuan's eyes are dignified to the extreme.

Chen Yi Can you stop it?

But in the blink of an eye, ye Longyue already appeared in front of Chen Yi.

Chen Yi's expression didn't even change. Only the strong wind made his bangs fly backward.

Boom, just like thunder.

In the eyes of the crowd, Chen Yi put one hand in his pocket and raised the other, easily blocking ye Longyue's blow.

The purplish red vigorous Qi was surging, but it was like a light red falling. Chen Yi's palm didn't even move a point.

As soon as ye Longyue's pupils coagulated, his fists were like a storm. The purple shadows dazzled everyone.

The sound of thunder is constantly ringing, but Chen Yi stands still.

With one hand, he blocked ye Longyue's stormy attack. Even the ground under Chen Yi's feet was sinking slowly.

More soil flying, the wind never stops.

After nearly a hundred punches, ye Longyue finally catches a gap. He suddenly hits Chen Yi on the back.

However, before the blow was near, suddenly, in front of Ye Longyue, a golden bell appeared.

Hum!

Chen Yi's hands have been folded up this time.

He didn't look back and said, "is this your best effort?"

Chen Yi's face is calm. He hasn't done anything to build a base for many years.

After all, for him who was at the top of the golden elixir realm before, the so-called master of martial arts was too weak. He could wipe out a group of master of martial arts with every move.

Hearing Chen Yi's words, ye Longyue's face became hard to see.

He suddenly retreats and looks at Chen Yi as if a golden bell is turning.

"Is this the golden bell jar of Buddhism?"

"Golden bell jar, does he still have Buddhism martial arts?"

"Is this the means of vigorous qi transformation?"

At this moment, no one doubts Chen Yi's strength.

It's easy to block ye Longyue's nearly 100 fists. How can they question and despise such existence.

Even if it was a martial arts exhibition, Ma Wanyuan was shocked.

"How can gang Qiqi block ye Longyue, a great master of gang realm?" Wu Zhan's face was a little frightened. "Can't it be true Qi turning into form?"

True Qi turns into form!

That's a great master's way?!

Less than 20-year-old master of zhenqijing?

It's impossible!

No matter how evil it is, it is unrealistic. Even if you look at ancient books, you can hardly see such records.

Ma Wanyuan's face also changed. "It's not true Qi, maybe it's just some advanced martial arts. Even so, master Zhenjiang's strength is amazing enough."

"It's not you and I that can compete!"

At this time, the vigorous Qi of Ye Longyue also rolled together.

"Let me see. When can you stop it?" Ye Longyue roared, which was the first move of Zhu Rong's three movements.

CongGang Hualong!

Above the two fists, like the roar of fire dragon.

Ye Longyue leaped, bullied himself, and his fists fell on the golden bell.

An almost deafening sound, resounding in the manor, but also a wave, swept in all directions.

The trees are about to break, the grass is flying.

Some people are retreating in this storm, even the master has to squint.

When the aftershock dissipated, they all looked at Chen Yi, but they saw that he was still standing still. His hands were in his pocket, and he looked at ye Longyue calmly, like a mayfly shaking a tree.

Ye Longyue's face also changed, and his eyes were extremely shocked.

"You..."

Ye Longyue stepped back, unwilling to accept this fact.

Chen Yi's calm face finally shows a faint smile.

"It seems that you have reached the extreme."

"I've been practicing martial arts for some time. Let me tell you what is real martial arts!"

With that, Chen Yi's Golden Bell slowly faded away. It was just the simplest form of mana, not even the real formula.

There is a touch of fear on ye Longyue's face, but Chen Yi's hands have been taken out of his pocket.

His hand, like the moon, is like the air of heaven and earth coming into his right hand.

Chen Yi is like a moon in her hand, holding her fingers to form a fist.

Martial arts, the moon!

Then, Chen Yi's feet softened and disappeared into the eyes of the public.

Ye Longyue's face suddenly changed. In his heart, there was a crisis.At that moment, ye Longyue gave a loud drink, and his vigorous Qi surged out, turned into a purple armor and condensed in his body.

Zhu Rong's three moves, Huoshen armor!

This is the defense of Zhu Rong's three styles. Ye Longyue almost tried his best and didn't dare to keep his hand.

All of a sudden, Chen Yi appears in front of him, two feet empty and one punch down.

Boom!

The earth is shaking, like the collapse of the earth. Ye Longyue's armor of the God of fire is broken in this moment.

Not only that, the earth beneath ye Longyue is sinking. If you look down from high altitude, it looks like a huge fist imprint on the earth.

There was also an endless gale, which swept all around. People just felt that they were like fallen leaves, and they couldn't help flying out with the gale.

Some people have even used their internal strength and internal power to stabilize their bodies.

When the wind blows away, people look around and see that Chen Yi's fist is an inch away from ye Longyue's face.

Ye Longyue's face was pale without any blood.

He is no longer as proud as before, and even In the eyes of all the people, ye Longyue's body was paralyzed and knelt down in front of Chen Yi.

The power of this fist almost broke his heart of martial arts and Taoism that he had practiced for many years.

Chen Yi looks at ye Longyue faintly. He slowly closes his fist.

Xuanyuan gate is the gate of Xiuxian sect, and there is almost no martial arts.

However, he has lived for a long time, and even in order to fight against the increasing terror of natural calamity, Chen Yi will dabble in side ways, so as to make a comprehensive understanding and make his strength to a higher level.

Qin, Qi, calligraphy and painting, strange ways to escape armour, making amulets and alchemy Among them, he also studied martial arts for a period of time.

Intermittent, about 130 years.

Among them, he created five styles, and the moon sweeping is the first.

For this result, Chen Yi's face is not sad or happy, which has long been expected by him.

After 130 years of martial arts, this fist is just a great master in gangjing. Can it be stopped?

"Before you, I'd like to avenge my shame for Huaxia. I'll save your life!"

"Go away!"

Chen Yi looks at ye Longyue kneeling in front of him, his eyes are lost, and his heart of martial arts is almost broken.

After this blow, ye Longyue did not dare to fight against him again!

Chen Yi's light words fall, and all the previous voices disappear.

All the people were silent. The whole manor

A dead silence!