Honghuang: Draw the sword a billion times, prove the high-end Daluo

Ye Changqing hit with a raised fist.

boom!

A loud bang completely shattered the clouds above the nine heavens.

A billow of smoke and dust that rolled up millions of feet rose into the sky for nine days.

Wait until the smoke settles.

I saw a huge crater thousands of miles left in place, and the cracks beside the huge crater spread for hundreds of millions of miles.

The shield in Xing Tian's hand kept shaking, and the whole arm of the shield in his hand couldn't help spurting blood, and it was hard to lift it up for a while.

Dayi almost popped his eyes out.

"He crippled Xing Tian's arm with one punch? It's impossible!"

Xing Tian is the strongest witch.

Second only to the existence of Zu Wu.

Before, Xing Tian could carry the siege of ten demon saints by himself for less than an hour, and his strength had reached the peak level of Da Luo Jinxian.

Coupled with the big witch's physical defense that cannot be broken by innate spiritual treasures, as well as unlimited physical strength and endurance.

The combat power can be close to that of the quasi-sage.

How could it be possible to temporarily disable his left arm by being punched by a human race?

"I don't believe it!" Dayi shouted, and the sun-shooting bow fell into his hand.

Draw the bow.

Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers suddenly swayed.

The power that can destroy the golden crow and scorching sun makes the sky and the earth uncertain for hundreds of millions of miles, and day and night are unclear.

Snapped!

Dayi just drew his bow, but was shocked to find that Ye Changqing had disappeared.

Don't wait to find it.

Ye Changqing had already knocked him out with a punch behind him.

This time.

The rest of the big witches couldn't sit still.

Xiangliu, Master Yu, and Uncle Feng all rushed forward.

Jiufeng hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth, and charged forward with a dagger in his hand.

Ye Changqing laughed, "That's right!"

"Go together, I will hit ten!"

The Rain Master shouted angrily, activated his supernatural powers, hundreds of millions of miles of water vapor gathered instantly, dark clouds overwhelmed the top, and heavy rain fell instantly.

Hundreds of millions of rain turned into water arrows and shot at Ye Changqing.

Uncle Feng did not hesitate to cooperate with Master Yu to activate his supernatural powers.

Immediately there was a strong wind, and huge waves of tens of thousands of feet came with a loud noise that shattered the mountains.

Xiang Liu snorted coldly, opened his bloody mouth wide, spurted violent liquid, and quickly merged into the heavy rain and huge waves.

Where the poison has passed.

The earth corrodes into slag.

The God of Life Touching Dissipates Soul.

Even the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth was poisoned, turning into a poisonous mist and rushing towards Ye Changqing.

Ye Changqing grabbed forward with both fists.

"Certainly!"

The billionaire rainwater arrow freezes instantly.

puff!

Rain Master spat out a mouthful of blood.

He lost control of all the water in an instant, and the backlash made him spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

However, no matter how strong Feng Bo's gale was, it would no longer be able to create a little ripple on the huge waves.

All the "water" within these hundreds of millions of miles no longer obeyed their command.

even.

Water became their enemy.

Ye Changqing opened his clenched fist and pulled his hands.

All the water in hundreds of millions of miles gathered and compressed in the blink of an eye, turning into a two-foot long spear condensed by the essence of Guishui.

"The essence of Guishui? How is this possible?"

The essence of Guishui is something that can only be condensed by mastering the law of water.

Da Luo Jinxian can only be said to have touched the threshold of the law.

Only quasi-sages are qualified to say that they can barely control one.

Even for the vast majority of ascetics, it is not until the quasi-sage peak that they can truly master a law.

This human race in front of me.

Quasi-Saint?

All kinds of thoughts flashed by.

And the two-foot long spear of the essence of Guishui has been finalized in Ye Changqing's hands.

Ye Changqing held a spear in his hand and drew it out with a backhand shot.

Snapped!

clap clap!

Master Yu, Uncle Feng, and Xiang Liu were knocked unconscious by the gun.

Because he didn't like Xiangliu's use of poison, Ye Changqing hit him the hardest, almost knocking his head off.

Chapter 12 Huang Zhongli, Three Thousand Pieces

One shot.

Ye Changqing turned around and charged into the other great witches.

Hands up and guns down.

But no great witch can be his single enemy.

Xing Tian threw the shield in his hand and killed him with an ax in one hand.

But this most powerful witch was a fierce man who had been besieged by ten demon saints for an hour, in exchange for the crucial retreat time for the witch clan.

But he only insisted on three tricks in Ye Changqing's hands.

He didn't even have the chance to use the real body of the great witch.

in a blink.

Of the ten great witches, only Jiufeng was still standing.

Ye Changqing kept fighting around her, and the little girl kept chasing after her, but she couldn't catch up at all.

When Xing Tian fell again.

Ye Changqing turned around and looked at Jiufeng, "You are the only one left."

Jiufeng curled her mouth and looked at Ye Changqing with tears in her eyes, "Even if you are my savior, I will not surrender."

"There are only witches who died in battle, there are no witches who surrendered!"

Jiufeng was desperate.

Also very sad.

Brother, why do you want to be an enemy of our clan?

Holding a dagger in his hand, Jiufeng rushed forward bravely.

Although Xing Tian and the others came to their senses, they were unable to move, their eyes were tearing apart, and they roared loudly.

Their roar can shatter thousands of miles of mountains.

It can make the eight hundred li river flow backwards.

But for Ye Changqing.

But like a breeze.

Ding!

Jiufeng's dagger was flicked away by Ye Changqing's finger.

Before Jiufeng could react, Ye Changqing flicked his finger on Jiufeng's forehead.

Rouli pushed Jiufeng's ass.

[Ding, the task of beating ten witches is completed, the reward Huang Zhongli is being distributed... the distribution is successful! 】

A three-foot-long, three-foot-wide, and three-foot-high box immediately appeared beside Ye Changqing.

Jewelry, auspicious rising.

Ye Changqing: "???"

Is Huang Zhongli so big?

Need such a big box to pack?

"You, you, you won't kill me?" Jiufeng could naturally feel that Ye Changqing had no killing intent at all just now.

Let's talk about killing intent.

Just that finger.

To say it was a joke would be an exaggeration.

Ye Changqing spread his hands, "I really just came here to discuss with you, why did I kill you? Do we have a grudge?"

Jiufeng: "..."

All the great witches: "..."

What the hell did you come over and beat us up, and then say it was just a sparring session?

But think carefully.

It seems that what people said at the beginning was to learn from each other.

It's just that they insisted on thinking of it as a provocation.

This is awkward.

Ye Changqing didn't see the embarrassment of the big witches, but focused on the big box in front of him.

Without thinking too much, he opened the box directly.

Suddenly, a strange fragrance came.

It is different from the purifying fragrance of Jingshi Bailian.

This fragrance has a Taoist rhyme.

It's just that the fragrance came out, and the injuries of the great witches were relieved quickly.

"What kind of aroma is this?"

"Just by smelling it, most of the injuries will be healed?"