Chapter 130

then the fighting was more fierce than expected, and even serious injuries occurred.

The earthquake gate Rao Gangqiang flies to the stage, and the two incense sticks beat Hong first.

Sun Xiuyuan of Yimen had an unstoppable momentum. Before the building foundation monk had no time to react and Rao Gangqiang had no time to admit defeat, he flew a sword through his chest, and Rao Gangqiang was seriously injured on the spot.

This is the first friar who was seriously injured in the fight. At the moment when the flying sword passed through the chest, all the monks under the stage covered their chest and couldn't breathe. Then they roared.

The struggle on the edge of life and death is always exciting, especially the life and death of others.

Although sun Xiuyuan seriously injured Rao Gangqiang on the spot, he also consumed too much and was forced to level by genmenhong.

According to the rules of the draw, Yimen Gen gate had to send people to the stage again, and the shock gate was in the ascendant again.

The wind of Yimen defeated Cen Qifeng of Gen gate with a calm and incomparable manner, and finally let the world's practitioners see the demeanor of the elder martial brother.

However, it is a pity that Guo Zizhen, a militant in zhenmen, came to power. After a fierce battle, Feng Wuwei ran out of spiritual power and had to retreat.

At this time, only Yi Heng was left in Yimen, while Guo Zizhen, Gu Changyan, Chen Shoutian, Li Xiancheng and Wu Siyi were left in zhenmen.

In the eyes of many practitioners, the fighting method may be at the bottom of Yimen again. Although the people in the Yimen know that Yi Heng is powerful, he is the only one left in Yimen, and the hope of entering the second place is very slim.

When genmen Li Xiancheng defeated Guo Zizhen, the last person in Yimen, Yi Heng, finally appeared.

Yi Heng, who was very popular at that time, turned out to be like this, and it didn't look very strange.

However, the fame and deeds are well known in the world. When the fourth floor was killed, six layers were killed. When the sixth floor was hit, there was no enemy under the eighth floor. Five people were killed immediately, including one disciple.

However, these things are simply weak for the rear. The latter triggered 13 years of scuffle, which buried many monks' bodies in the immortal cultivation world, and advanced the fighting experience and the fierce style of the whole cultivation realm for hundreds of years.

These are still weak explosions, but they can not die after being chased by the foundation building friars in anger. After falling into the bottomless deep hole, they can come back alive.

It's still weak. A few days ago, he retreated under the attack of the building foundation friar, and took time to hurt him.

This is the legend of this man.

But now on the stage, it seems calm and calm, even looking at the zhenmen, the foundation building friar who once pursued him.

Li Xiancheng also shivered in his heart, remembering the explanation of his elder martial brother Wu Siyi.

"If you meet Yi Heng, you don't want to be meritorious, but you want nothing wrong. You can defend him with all your strength, even if you consume a little of his spiritual power."

"Li Daoyou, please." Yi Heng's hands arched slightly, calmly said.

Li Xiancheng quickly sacrificed a hill and blocked it in front of him, but he still felt uneasy. He put on an ice shield to block the front door, which made him feel at ease.

"Yidaoyou, please advise me." Although it is at ease, but even the hands do not dare to have other movements, but ready to pinch the finger, for fear that it will not be able to prevent.

Yi Heng smiles in his heart, but his face does not show half of his expression. With a wave of his right hand, the third layer of Xun's character has already been used.

The air in front of him solidified into a flute. He went around the hill and stabbed Li Xiancheng. On the way, he even made a "Wuwu" sound. However, there was no real Dongxiao that could distract the opponent's intelligence.

But the speed and power are also amazing. When Li Xiancheng commanded the hill to block the flute, he was shocked. He even stepped back two steps. Then he tried his best to stabilize his steps.

But when I felt a pain in my internal organs and a sweet throat, I knew that I had already been hurt by just one hit. "This Yi HENGQIANG is really terrible, much more powerful than the legend." Li Xiancheng's face was flushed, and the only feeling in his heart was at this time.

It can be seen clearly from the public practice under the stage. After all, Yi Heng's fame is too great, and his strength should be extraordinary. Now it seems that he is really like this. He can attack with all his strength, and the opponent is defending with all his strength, and even he has the upper hand.

Although we can't see whether Li Xiancheng was injured or not, from the two steps backward, it must be absolutely inferior.

"Why don't Li Daoyou take the initiative to admit defeat?" Yi Heng said softly.

When Li Xiancheng heard this, he wanted to be angry. Although there was a big gap in strength, he was also a monk with twelve levels of Qi training. How could he easily admit defeat?

But seeing that Yi Heng's face is not ironic, but very sincere, we can see that he is not only unfathomable in strength, but also broad-minded.

"Thank you for yidaoyou, but as a disciple of Gen clan, you can't easily admit defeat. Please give me your advice." After that, he bowed himself deeply, just like the elder martial brother Wu Siyi.

"Be careful, Li Daoyou." With a slight sigh, Yi Heng wants to do it again.

Hearing this, Li Xiancheng quickly held the finger to show the "gen word Jue" of Gen gate.

The space in front of him was distorted. A word "gen" appeared in the air and quickly melted into the hill. With this blessing, the hill began to grow larger, and then became more thick and deep.Seeing that he was ready, Yi Heng did not wait any longer. He waved his hands quickly, and the third layer of Xun was determined to display it again and again. The air in front of him rolled and solidified into five Dongxiao pipes. He did not go around the hill and stabbed at the hill together.

Li Xiancheng's face changed a lot. He knew that Yi Heng's words were so sincere.

But he didn't dare to speak. He just clenched his teeth and put all his spiritual power into the hill. The hill became thick again, waiting for the attack from "Wuwu".

With a dull sound of "bang", five Xiao pipes hit the hill at the same time. Hearing only a whine of the hill, they recovered to their original size, and then fell back and hit Li Xiancheng in the chest.

Li Xiancheng had been shocked for a long time. After being hit again, he flew upside down, leaped over six or seven feet, and fell on the stage. He could not get up. He just spouted blood from his mouth and nose.

The audience was stunned by this scene, silent, half loud, then burst out bursts of exclamation.

"Strong, too strong, it's really a man of the day. No wonder he can escape from the pursuit of the friars. This power should be equal to that of the monk who can build the foundation."

Both the sanxiu and the three disciples were talking about it one after another, and some of the twelve layer practitioners of Qi refining were more measured by themselves.

"No way. A Qi refining monk can't be so powerful, but how can we explain that?"

Although the biography of the Yi family was shocked, how could this younger brother be so powerful, but it never showed up? But in the end, it was covered by the color of surprise. Although it was not easy to win, now there was a trace of expectation.

Zeng Yushu was even more elated. His face, originally black, was flushed with excitement. He sat upright and his eyes were fixed on Yi Heng on the stage. He admired him very much.

At the same time, the corners of his mouth trembled and his tears glistened. His long cherished wish has come true today. Even if it is not realized by himself, elder martial brother Yi is equally proud to replace himself.