Chapter 545 (1/2)

Hong Tianyang is known as the first master of Chu. Whether it is true or not, we can see his strength.

Qin Yi is a powerful presence in the Kyushu Holy See, the peak force in the Kyushu mainland. Along the way, he has already made many achievements that even the world dare not think of.

The constant collision between the two masters, a magnificent energy wave, ravaged the whole audience, and cracks appeared on the ground.

”Hong Tianyang, knock this boy down!”

Around the stadium, a roar sounded.

Before that, they had never seen such a master duel, one by one.

”Boy, get down!”

At this time, Hong Tianyang's eyes were red, his face was ferocious and terrible, and his whole body was filled with a strong violent spirit. He didn't expect that the game could be deadlocked for so long, which was completely inconsistent with his identity of ”the first master of Chu”. It should end at the beginning.

He roared and hit Qin Yi with another punch. He contained all his anger in his fist. He wanted to blow Qin Yi into slag with one punch.

The huge fist with golden awn is extremely domineering. It is ten feet away from Qin Yi. The fist strength is like an invisible wave rushing towards Qin Yi.

Qin Yi stood there proudly, dressed in hunting clothes, with black hair all over his head, dancing wildly. His eyes were slightly frozen, looking at the fist that hit him quickly, and suddenly said coldly, ”hand over the silver flag! This is the end of everything! ”

As the Dharma formula of the seven forms of heavenly demons surged up, I saw the youth's charm, changed rapidly, became indifferent and profound, and a trace of ancient magic spirit lingered all over me.

There have been countless signs of demonization, and they appear again, which makes me feel like a fairy ancient demon, breaking up endless time and space and suddenly coming here.

”Pa Pa Pa!”

In the boy's left hand, there was a sound of bone transformation. In an instant, the palm of his hand soared to a width of Zhang. It was dark, and a trace of magic spirit lingered on it.

”Seven forms of heavenly demons - the first form!”

At this time, the young man's voice has become extremely indifferent.

His action is simple and clear, which is to clap it with one palm.

”Hoo...”

Zhang Kuan's left hand, rolled with a gust of wind, patted hard at the huge fist.

The scene of palming is quite wonderful. It seems that from the very distant Xiangu years, it broke up endless time and space, and has been photographed to the present world. The speed of palming seems to be slow, but in fact it is fast to the limit.

”Peng!”

The devil slapped his left hand on Hong Tianyang's fist. He could only hear the sound of fracture in Hong Tianyang's arm. The whole arm was broken into five pieces and hung there.

”Boy, you want to die and dare to waste my arm!”

Hong Tianyang roared wildly, his black hair stood upright, and his body sent out a thrilling and violent spirit, as if he were a big demon with crazy hair.

The soles of Hong Tianyang's feet stamped on the ground, dragged the broken arm, and desperate to kill Qin Yi.

”Seven forms of heavenly demons - the second form!”

Qin Yi's indifferent eyes looked faintly at Hong Tianyang who had been frantically slaughtered. The words in his mouth seemed frozen for thousands of years. Then he did not hesitate to play the second form of the seven forms of demons.

”Hoo...”

The magic hand, like the face of the ghost who claimed his life, tried to shoot it again, sending out a trace of ancient flavor.

At this moment, time seemed to solidify. There was no sound in the whole field. All the people were stunned with their mouths open. Only the left hand of the heavenly devil was moving, whistling away with an ancient smell.

Looking at the devil's left hand haunted by the devil's gas, Hong Tianyang's killing body stagnated slightly. In his round staring eyes, a touch of fear suddenly flashed over, and his soul trembled suddenly.

”Peng!”

Without hesitation, the devil slapped Hong Tianyang with his left hand.

At the moment when the magic hand touched his body, Hong Tianyang smelled a breath of death. He couldn't compete with the power transmitted by the magic hand. He flew hundreds of feet away and fell to the ground.

”Pa!”

Hong Tianyang's tall body made a huge noise. Even the whole stadium shook. His body had been cracked and covered with cracks like spider webs, and his bones almost fell apart.