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Chapter 235: The Gang of True Essence

The eight palm seals appeared in the space in a vast way.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Several bursts of sounds sounded one after another, but eight palm prints collapsed under the flame sword one after another. In an instant, only the last two were left.

"boom!"

A sound of thunder resounded, and a hot storm swept out, and the flaming sword also shattered under the last two palm prints.

"cut!"

A sword shadow came, Zi Yang spoke out, and the word "Slash" echoed in the space. The violent heat of the rolling murderous intent with flames enveloped Zhou Qing's body. A burning sword light, like thunderbolt lightning, cut through the sky and slashed towards Zhou Qing.

"open!"

Zhou Qing raised his head slightly, and a word came out of his mouth. His robe blew without wind, and the sound of frightening sounded around him, making him like a god of war fighting the sky and the earth. The shadow of the shocking fist exploded out, breaking through the sky and colliding with the falling sword light.

"Boom!"

The crowd only felt that the space was shaking violently, and the deafening sound fell into the eardrums, which made them feel a little unstable and shocked.

What a fierce collision.

The crowd's eyes were frozen on the two collision figures, and their hearts were trembling.

"kill!"

Zhou Qing spit out an extremely clear word for killing from his mouth.

"Kill, kill, kill!" The voice echoed, and in the space, a fierce and fierce murderous aura bloomed in the air, as if to make everything annihilate, kill it, kill it.

This strong murderous intent made Zi Yang's pupils condense, and his heart trembled slightly, as if he was facing a peerless killing god at this moment. The god blocked the killing god, and the Buddha blocked the killing Buddha. No one could stop him from killing.

When Zi Yang's heart trembled, Zhou Qing's figure was already coming like a whirlwind. At the same time, the cold murderous intent became stronger and went straight into his heart.

Zhou Qing's fists kept blasting out, and the crazy intention was mixed with a strong murderous aura. Fierce fist winds exploded out, and the space trembled endlessly, and layers of space waves appeared.

Zhou Qing's hair was flying and his eyes were cold. At this moment, he was like a god of war that was undefeated.

The violent momentum made Zi Yang's breathing stagnate. His eyes condensed, and behind him, the flames of the long sword burning in his hand became even more hot, and the flames of the flames continued to slash out.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The shadows of the fist and swords continued to collide, and rumbling sounds came one after another. At the center of the collision, strong wind raged out and turned into a storm. People with weak cultivation were severely injured and were thrown away, and screams came out.

"So strong, so violent!"

The crowd looked at the two people fighting wildly, their eyes flashed, and their hearts kept trembling. The crazy collision between these two people actually had the illusion of destruction.

In the attic, Lan Xin looked at Zhou Qing's figure and her mouth opened slightly, a little surprised. She didn't expect that Zhou Qing's combat power was really so powerful. With one punch and one kick, she was enough to kill the martial artists at the ninth level of the Lingwu Realm.

"ah!"

Suddenly, a scream came out, and the crowd saw Zi Yang's figure retreating. A blood hole appeared in his left hand, and boiling blood dripped down.

Zi Yang is injured!

The crowd's eyes condensed and descended on Zi Yang's body. Seeing the blood hole in Zi Yang's palm, his heart trembled. Unexpectedly, the invincible existence like Zi Yang, who was as powerful as Zi Yang, was actually injured!

"He is so powerful that he hurts Zi Yang!"

The crowd looked at Zhou Qing at this moment and his heart trembled.

This young man, with a mad domineering momentum, was extremely charming, and exuded a momentum of competing with someone, extremely powerful and unparalleled.

"I want you to die!"

Zi Yang's face turned gloomy as water. He stared at Zhou Qing and said Binghan's words. The heat between the sky and the earth became cold, and the minds of the crowd trembled.

"By you?"

Zhou Qing's cold eyes fell on Zi Yang, and his tone was filled with disdain.

"By me!"

Zi Yang said arrogantly, and as he said, a sharp breath spread out from his palm. At the same time, the crowd's eyes suddenly condensed.

"The True Yuan Gang!" someone exclaimed in surprise.

I saw a crazily domineering light flashing on Zi Yang's body, and flames floated out of his palm, emitting a breath of destruction, which was the true energy.

A martial artist in Xuanwu realm transforms into a sea of ​​Qi. The true energy in his body is spread all over his body, and the acupoints in his body are opened up to give birth to the true energy. The true energy can transform into shape and possess incredible power.

At this moment, although the aura bloomed from Zi Yang's body was still at the peak of the Lingwu Realm, he had already given birth to the True Yuan Gang, which meant that he had already entered the Xuanwu Realm with half his foot.

"No wonder Ziyang Zongheng Lingwu Realm has few opponents. It turns out that he has already produced the True Yuan Gang. If he obtains the Doomsday Flame, devours the Doomsday Flame and merges it, he will definitely be able to enter the Xuanwu Realm. The fire of the True Yuan has the power of the Doomsday Flame and goes to the next level. Even if he just enters the first level of the Xuanwu Realm, he is definitely the best among the martial artists in the same realm."

The crowd's eyes narrowed and they whispered.

"The True Yuan Gang, this should be Zi Yang's trump card, but I didn't expect to be forced into this by a young man who came from somewhere. But this time, the young man is afraid he will be in danger."

The eyes of the crowd trembled. Zi Yang was forced to use the trump card and could definitely be called invincible under the Xuanwu Realm. Unfortunately, Zhou Qing had a strong cultivation level and was about to be killed on the spot.

Everyone had to admit that Zhou Qing was very strong and had a unique spirit, but he might still be destroyed in front of the true energy that only possessed by Xuanwu Realm.

However, Zhou Qing didn't seem to be worried. He looked at Zi Yang calmly and said slowly: "Now, you are qualified to let me draw my sword."

As soon as these words were said, the crowd suddenly became in an uproar.

Facing Zi Yang at this time, Zhou Qing actually said the arrogant words of "You are qualified to let me draw my sword." Before, he could hurt Zi Yang before he could use all his strength!

"Arrogant!"

Hearing Zhou Qing's words, Zi Yang felt that he had been insulted in his life. There was a substantial anger in his eyes, as if he was going to burn Zhou Qing to ashes.

"die!"

Zi Yang stepped forward, his body trembled slightly, turning into a shadow and running out. Wherever he passed, there was a burning smell in the air. He raised his palm and condensed a sword of flame, which was transformed by the energy of the true essence and slashed down.

Then, the crowd saw Zhou Qing's footsteps praising him, and suddenly, a fighting spirit that looked down on the world rose up, burning on Zhou Qing's body, sweeping out.

"Clang!"
Chapter completed!
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