The God of War Challenging Heaven Chapter 1515: Winner
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The four element seeds at the dantian place, spurred by his profound energy, suddenly burned.
At the same time, Qin Yi also urged the left hand of the demon to enter an ethereal state.
The mirror image in front of him was obviously left by the Gongsun family, a certain ancestor, and the combat power was absolutely terrifying, and Qin Yi didn't dare to give it the slightest hint.
Touched Qin Yi’s eyes, the burning intent to fight, the white-bearded ancestor was slightly startled, and then smiled helplessly: "Young man, you do have a bit of courage. Well, since you have the confidence to accept Ten tricks for the old man, the old man is not welcome."
Huh!
Next moment.
The old man with white beard stopped talking nonsense, and immediately slashed out.
The speed of the palm out was indescribably fast, as if it had directly shattered a party of void, and in the blink of an eye, it smashed in front of Qin Yi's eyes.
Fortunately, Qin Yi has already entered an ethereal state, otherwise, this palm might be hit.
Liuyun Jue!
Qin Yi's figure suddenly became like a ghost, and his whole body floated out under the palm of the old man with white beard.
Only a thread, the palm of the white-bearded old man has already hit Qin Yi's chest.
At the same time, Yanyun's spear was caught by Qin Yi. With a flick of his spear, he pierced through the void and pierced towards the white-bearded old man.
The speed was also fast to the limit, and in the blink of an eye, it pierced the chest of the old man with white beard.
Huh?
Feeling the monstrous killing intent from the buzzing and trembling gun head, the white-bearded old man was slightly startled.
"Young man, good!"
The old man with white beard smiled faintly, flipped his palm, and slammed his spear towards the smoke cloud.
Qin Yi suddenly felt that the power of this palm was incredibly powerful, and his arm holding the gun was slightly numb.
Before he recovered, the figure of the white-bearded old man suddenly became like a ghost, fluttering, and he jumped up, tapped his toe on the misty spear, and in the blink of an eye, it was Floating in front of Qin Yi's eyes, the second palm was severely cut towards Qin Yi's neck.
The palm strength is like a sharp blade, and the palm of his hand has not been cut, and Qin Yi's neck has a faint pain.
This old man with white beard is unparalleled in terms of speed and strength!
Qin Yi sighed secretly.
An ancestor-level existence, in the case of full attack, is really extremely terrifying.
However, as he has entered an ethereal state, the speed at which the white-bearded old man can take out his palm has doubled in his eyes.
His upper body fell back subconsciously, and the palm of the white-bearded old man was pressed against his neck and passed by.
If this palm is cut, even if Qin Yi possesses incomparable physical defenses, he will have to move his head.
His body was close to the ground, like a wisp of smoke, and it was more than ten feet away in an instant.
The next moment, he held the gun in one hand, the whole person and the spear were held in a straight line, and he stabbed at the old man with white beard like a arrow.
"Shit!"
His speed is too fast, that sharp spear, instantly passed through the chest of the old man with a confession beard.
However, at the same moment.
Behind Qin Yi, a slight wave of air suddenly appeared.
"What I stabbed was only the shadow of the old man with white beard!"
Feeling this slight wave of air, Qin Yi immediately made such a judgment. His figure kept turning into a wisp of smoke floating out.
"Call..."
The palm of one hand was sticking to Qin Yi's skirt, slashing across, hitting the shadow of the white-bearded old man, and the whole shadow was suddenly dissipated.
Qin Yi looked back and saw that the person with the palm, Huo Ran, was the old man with white beard.
I smashed my shadow into pieces, how fast is this?
Qin Yi was shocked to see, and did not dare to neglect the slightest. With a spear in his hand, he swept away at the white-bearded old man. Suddenly, a large swarm of gun shadows, like a huge wave, turned towards the white beard The elderly rushed out.
The figure of the white-bearded old man suddenly became thin into a piece of paper. After passing through the dense gun shadow, in an instant, he came to Qin Yi’s eyes without saying a word. He waved his palm straight to Qin Yi head-on.
Qin Yi's figure swayed, and dangerously and dangerously escaped the palm of the white-bearded old man. He pierced out with a spear. The two went back and forth, and the figures continued to interweave. In the end, it was impossible to tell who was who Up.
The fighting between the two was extremely fierce, but there was no sound. The whole fighting scene seemed a bit strange.
Qin Yi has used the martial arts of "Flowing Cloud Technique" to its extreme. With his current cultivation base, coupled with the water element seed, the attack speed of the white-bearded old man, no matter how fast he can, he still cannot Split Qin Yi.
In a short while, the white-bearded old man has already scored eight palms!
As long as Qin Yi can take over his full strength, Qin Yi will go to the second level even if he has passed the test.
At a certain moment.
"Flaws!"
During the frenzied battle, Qin Yi, who had entered an ethereal state, finally discovered that when the white-bearded old man attacked, a very slight flaw was revealed.
Shoot!
Shoo!
Qin Yi's spear shot a sound of breaking through the air, traversing the void, and suddenly passed through the throat of the confessed old man.
The attack action of the old man with white beard suddenly froze.
"Senior, sorry, you lost!"
Qin Yi took the spear away and said respectfully.
The white-bearded old man blinked his eyes in disbelief: "Not only did you take my nine palms, but when I was about to split my tenth palm, you even beat me with a single shot! Young man, the old man saw I’ve come to look down upon you, you are indeed good and you are eligible to enter the second level."
After speaking, he suddenly disappeared.
It was just a mirror image, and Qin Yi shot through his throat, and it would naturally disappear.
However, the real body of the white beard will not be affected by this.
"Finally, we can enter the second floor."
Looking at the white-bearded old man who was slowly dissipating, Qin Yi let out a long breath, and a faint smile appeared on Jun Yi's face.
Immediately he stopped delaying, put away the spear, crossed the stone gate, and entered the second floor of the Hundred Gate Tower.
Four hours have passed since the beginning of the competition!
"Gongsun Mu just got familiar with the Hundred Gate Tower three days in advance, but if my guess is correct, he should still be on the second floor now."
Qin Yi made such a judgment.
On the second floor of the Hundred Gate Tower, there are also 101 passages. It is not easy to find the correct passage from these 101 passages.
Even if the four-layer structure may be similar, it is easy to get lost in such an extremely complicated maze.
"Om..."
In order to verify whether his guess was correct, Qin Yi urged his left hand to elicit spiritual perception and enveloped the entire second floor of the hundred-gate tower.