Chapter 752 (1/2)

”Cut, young man from Kyushu mainland, do you think you can make ten moves in the hands of our ancestors? Don't dream! ”

”Ha ha, the boy wants to make ten moves in the hands of his father. Has his brain ever been caught by the door?”

Around, there was a sneer of disdain.

”Young man, did you hear the voices around you?”

The wind and moon ancestor proudly looked at Qin Yi. The smile on his face seemed a little kind.

After touching his nose, Qin Yi said with a light smile, ”Fengyue, although you are the strong one in the nine realms of the patriarchal Road, the possibility of ten moves in your hand is very small, but what I said is just in case.”

”It can't happen in case.”

Fengyue shook his head and had a plan in mind. Then, he pondered a little and said, ”however, indeed, if you really have ten moves in my hand, you must get some benefits in order to be in line with common sense. Come on, young man, what benefits do you want?”

Qin Yi's heart was slightly happy. He had planned this matter for a long time. Before the battle, he put forward this request to Fengyue's ancestor.

”Tell me about the origin of an ancient painting.”

With a slight pick on the tip of his eyebrows, Qin Yi said faintly, ”an ancient painting depicting a horn blood flag.”

”An ancient painting depicting a horn blood flag?”

Fengyue's grandfather was stunned. Immediately, his eyes lit up leisurely: ”I suddenly remembered that a year ago, several people from Kyushu asked me about the ancient painting, saying that they were looking for the horn blood flag and horn blood flag in the ancient painting. What's the secret?”

Obviously, a year ago, xuanlan, Ji Shixuan and Jian drifted away. They didn't tell Fengyue that the blood flag on the ancient painting was Ji Shixuan's.

Maybe they didn't tell the truth because they thought it was too strange.

”It's just the source of an ancient painting. It's a small thing. OK, boy, as long as you can get ten moves in my hand, I'll tell you where the ancient painting comes from.”

The wind moon ancestor didn't care about a faint smile. Immediately, he raised the purple long sword in his hand again slowly and pointed to Qin Yi in front.

Hearing the speech, Qin Yi secretly breathed out a sigh and completely relieved.

Can't you get out of ten moves in the hands of Fengyue Laozu? Only after the war can we know the result!

”Thank you, father Fengyue!”

While talking, Qin Yi raised the smoke and cloud spear in his hand slowly. The seeds of the four elements of gold, water, fire and soil in the Dantian suddenly burned, making his strength, speed and physical defense reach the peak in an instant.

At the same time, he also secretly urged his left hand to put himself into an ethereal state.

The ancestor of Fengyue, who was a cultivator in the middle of the nine realms of the clan Road, was the most powerful person in the Fengyue tribe. He didn't dare to be careless.

”Boy, it seems that you seem to have confidence in yourself!”

Looking at the front proudly standing there, there was a confident youth all over. The wind moon ancestor with crane hair and childlike face smiled faintly: ”then, next, I'm going to do it. Pay attention, but I won't be merciful.”

Fengyue's major martial arts is thousand magic swords. He knows the power of this sword technique very well. He believes that he will never beat the young man in front of him more than three moves.

”Everyone, the old grandfather is going to fight. This young man from Kyushu mainland is going to be miserable!”

The audience all around suddenly became very excited. They opened their eyes wide and looked at the field without blinking, as if they would regret missing any detail for life.

”Thousand magic swords, the first move!”

No more nonsense. The wind moon ancestor drank coldly. The purple long sword in his hand stabbed Qin Yi at a distance of 30 feet.

With the stabbing of his sword, the whole training ground was full of purple Mans. Qin Yi, who was standing in the center of the training ground, just felt that all around, suddenly, a dense purple sword shadow appeared and burst at him.

The trajectory of these sword shadows is very strange. It's like a ghost. It's unreachable.

”The first move, pour it for me!”

With the attack of the wind and moon ancestor, a wild cry like an avalanche suddenly sounded around the training ground.

Everyone present was very excited.

However.

The young man in the center of the training ground, his tall and straight body, suddenly kept twisting, just like a touch of smoke, even the long gun in his hand seemed to become soft.

Shua Shua!

In the constant distortion of the young man, the endless shadow of the sword stabbed by his skirt.

At the next moment, his figure was suddenly certain, and he still stood there proudly. On his handsome face, there was always a light smile of calm.

Huh?

what do you mean?

The boy, he couldn't be knocked down!