The golden glow between heaven and earth is dazzling, and the boxing style is Huohuo Huo, accompanied by a piece of golden 'color' Rune heaven and earth.

This terrible fist is dancing the sky wind, which is extremely terrible. The fist wind blows like a tornado, causing countless ancient trees to fall, mountains to roar, and temples to shake and fall, as if to sink.

The golden light, like the wind, rolled over, and had not rushed to the side of the battle platform, which made the onlookers stagger. Their expressions were startled, and their steps quickly retreated.

Many people were shocked. This punch was too terrible. He stood outside the door and punched for several miles, but this fist style was still terrible and frightening.

"My God, you either say Ling or an unknown monk. Why do I feel that he is more terrible than qingyijun!"

"Yes, I feel that this man's breath is like an ancient beast. He is really arrogant and his boxing style is terrible."

The discussion was so loud that a group of elders saw this scene and were tongue tied. The result was beyond their expectation. They felt that the young man they had pinched a few days ago was extremely high in practice.

"This boy can defeat the star bully. He is really not weak." The old man in purple frowned, and he also felt his tyranny.

"It's a disaster to keep it!" Qinghongzhuo opened his mouth coldly in his heart. What he cared about was the other party's age. It made him shiver that he could practice at this age.

"Hum, don't leave when you come!" Jiang Yun Wangsen smiled coldly and quietly left here to remove his head.

The fist wind swept in, and where it passed, the ancient tree collapsed, destroying everything, and pressing directly against the battle platform.

Qingyijun stood horizontally on the stage, his eyes Gu 'Bo' were not surprised, and he sneered, "don't pretend, this offensive still wants to threaten me?"

His whole body breath was vented, and a 'essence' blood rushed into the air, shaking the clouds in all directions. Among them, the picture of the falling star was obvious, and the breath was extremely violent.

"Break it!" He stood still with a loud roar. The sound 'wave' surged like a river. The fist wind rolled out all around the earthquake and rushed to the four fields, shaking the mountains and almost collapsing.

"Well, qingyijun was really terrible. He broke this son's attack and killing means with a loud roar. It was easy to catch him!"

"Haha, yes, qingyijun's atmosphere has become great. No one is his enemy. Catch him quickly!"

Around, some young people waved flags and shouted, roaring repeatedly, feeling that qingyijun was too terrible, awe inspiring, and had a posture of breaking thousands of laws.

"This qingyijun is really good." At the peak, the dry moon nodded frequently, and when "desire" wanted to speak again, her eyes suddenly shrunk.

"This should be a 'Hun' yuan Yiqi fist. What does this boy want to do?" Qian Yao frowned slightly. Her figure was perfect and her skirt danced. She couldn't understand it.

"Not good!" The purple robed old man also saw that there was something wrong with the space around qingyijun, and vaguely thought of a 'door' terrible attack.

When the sound came, qingyijun also felt the crisis, his face 'color' changed, suddenly shouted, and threw his fist into the air.

This fist was fierce and surging, and the vacuum collapsed. There were stars' exciting 'and' shooting 'in a terrible airflow, which filled the whole world to cut off the attack of this move.

With a thud, it was like a heavenly drum ringing, and a terrorist 'wave' surged out of the open and close sky. This was a golden 'color' giant fist looming, and the scene surrounded by stars became apparent.

Boom!

The loud noise broke out, and a huge fist fell from the sky, like a big mountain falling down, smashing everything, and sweeping the four fields with a huge 'wave'.

This air flow is very terrible. The people around here are rolled up like scarecrows, and hills rise from the ground.

"Not good!" Qingyi Jun's canthus' desire 'was cracked, and he felt the momentum of tukulaqiao hit down. Before it fell, this Huohuo fist made his skin cold, and his skin was blown through.

This punch was too fast. It sank with a sensation, and the battle platform collapsed. The "chaos" stone was in the air, and qingyijun's body was hit, and that dark crack burst far away.

"How is this possible?" Someone's liver and gall 'desire' is broken, and his whole body is cold and his hair is upside down. He feels that if that punch hits him, he will be absolutely shattered.

"What's this trick? It's invisible. I feel like it's coming in an instant. Is there a strong one?" Some people don't believe this is a teenager's fist.

"This is a 'Hun' yuan Yiqi fist. It's terrible!" The purple robed old man's face 'color' is not good-looking. After all, his disciples are so strongly crushed that they are very uncomfortable inside.

Qing Hongzhuo's face 'color' turned into pig liver 'color', and Qing Yijun was defeated, but he was defeated in this way, which was simply a great shame.

"This son can't stay!" He opened his mouth indifferently, and went out as soon as he dodged. He wanted to kill him himself, even if he offended the alchemist.

"A punch..." Ye Yun opened her mouth. A few days ago, the other party was joking, but today, seeing this scene with her own eyes, it is still difficult to imagine her eyes.

There is no doubt that qingyijun is powerful, but he was hit by Daoling and sank to the ground. It's estimated that no one wants to believe that this thing is true.

"What is he doing?" Ye Yun is not happy. Such a strong defeat is just a move, which is a sign of completely tearing the skin with the Qing nationality.

There is no doubt that the Qing clan will be angry up and down, and will definitely sneak out of the strong to chase him. Ye Yun is worried about this.

Many people present were palpitating. The battle platform completely disappeared, and there was a big hole. There was no movement in it. Some people felt that qingyijun was blown up by a punch.

A group of young people's faces' color 'appear' Yin 'haze' color ', the mind is suppressed to the extreme, this is * * naked face.

"It's simply outrageous. When will our young people be humiliated!"

"This son must be cut off, otherwise my face of the Qing clan will not survive. I must sacrifice this son alive!"

"It's true that we Qingzu are the biggest force in Qingzhou. Even wizards from other big states dare not insult our Qingzu disciples so much. Besides, we are cousin qingyijun. This son should be beheaded!"

A group of Qingzu people are completely angry, which is a great shame. When it comes out, people will laugh off their teeth. Qingzu also specially 'door' to push 'wave' to help qingyijun become famous, and now they are all making wedding clothes.

"This guy is restless at all. He doesn't know what he wants to do?" Qian Yao frowned and slapped the face of the first people in a state. This is a big thing and will not be good.

I'm afraid this matter is extremely difficult to dissuade even Xingchen college. After all, qingyijun's identity is here, but it's no small matter that the leader of the Qing nationality is defeated by this disgrace at present.

This matter caused a great sensation. Jiang yunwang's hands and feet were bright and cold. He felt that he had provoked a monster. If he didn't get rid of it, he would be given a few years to grow up, and then there would be a big crisis in the Jiang family.

"At all costs, we must 'kill' him!" Jiang yunwang's eyes were red, and he burst into a biting murderous spirit. At this moment, he had no time to hide his murderous spirit, and killing him as quickly as possible was the king.

"Boy, where are you going!"

The roar came, and Jiang yunwang's breath was violent. His cold eyes stared at the shadow standing at the big 'gate' of the star college, and he gave a 'Yin' smile.

"Old dog, it's very fast."

Standing in front of him, his clothes were stretched out and his white clothes came out of the dust. There was no fear of 'color', and he stood still.

Hearing the speech, Jiang yunwang was furious, and his blood red eyes burst into a biting murderous spirit. He roared, "You evil bastard, dare to abuse the ruler of the law enforcement hall, and treat the disciples of the same 'sect' so cruelly. You are already possessed by the devil, and it is unreasonable not to kill you!"

His roar spread far away, making a group of long faces in the college 'color' changed greatly, and hurried over.

Jiang yunwang made a move. He was very tough. A big hand covered the sky and blocked out the sun. The earth shook between beats, and he pressed down horizontally. His breath was fierce and unparalleled, and he wanted to shock Daoling to death.