The God of War Challenging Heaven Chapter 227: Zhang Ji Zhan Tian

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"After the three of you enter the magic trail, if you can obtain the specific location of the ancient gods site, while ensuring your own safety, I hope you will make a break. Maybe it will be a A great opportunity for a turning point in your life."

Tian Xinghou poured hope on Qin Yi and the three of them. From beginning to end, he never forgot to step on the real person who worshipped the immortal.

Only any one of Qin Yi and the three of them can get some of the opportunities in the ancient gods ruins to fulfill his wish.

Everyone else is envious.

The relics of ancient gods left over from the Immortal Ancient Era are exciting things for any cultivator.

"Well, today is the fifth day, Qin Yi, let me go to the main hall and retest the potential."

Tian Xinghou did not forget his previous arrangements.

"The King of Stars, please wait a moment."

Ji Zhantian said suddenly.

Huh?

Everyone looked at Ji Zhantian suspiciously.

Ji Zhantian smiled slightly and looked at Qin Yi: "Qin Yi, I have been unable to see you through. Although your cultivation level is only the pinnacle of the 7th stage of Profound Dao, it gives people an unfathomable feeling. In Makita’s battle, you clearly have the upper hand, and the vision just appeared, everyone was imprisoned by inexplicable power, but you were fine, which is even more incredible..."

Everyone wondered what Ji Zhantian meant by saying this.

Ji Zhantian continued: "My current strength should be comparable to Makita. I want to compete with you. If you can beat me, you should also be able to beat Makita. I really want to know, you and Makita. In between, who is better."

Qin Yi was recommended by his own niece. After that, Ji Zhantian himself realized that Qin Yi was indeed extraordinary. Therefore, he was quite curious about Qin Yi's true strength.

As soon as Ji Zhantian said this, everyone immediately showed a trace of interest.

Qin Yi was stunned. He did not expect that Ji Zhantian would actually make such a request to himself.

"Ji Zhantian's suggestion is indeed good!"

Tian Xing Hou Dan smiled and said: "Qin Yi, you will fight with Ji Zhantian. Ji Zhantian's cultivation has also reached the pinnacle of the 9th stage of the profound way."

Except for a helpless smile, Qin Yi didn't know what to say.

No more nonsense, the two immediately came to the center of the martial arts field, surrounded by people, their faces full of expectation.

Ji Zhantian stood in the field, and suddenly, an invisible mental coercion spread out. When he stood at random, he became an aura of his own, making people feel an invisible oppression.

"Om..."

Qin Yi secretly urged his left hand to enter an ethereal state, and his spiritual perception enveloped Ji Zhantian.

No flaws!

Qin Yi was secretly surprised that he couldn't notice the slightest flaw in Ji Zhantian's body. He stood there, as if he was integrated with this world, impeccably.

"Although his training level is the same as Makita, he has more combat experience than Makita."

Qin Yi made such a judgment.

Combat experience, sometimes, can be the key to victory.

What a good opponent!

Qin Yi's eyes condensed slightly, and his chest gradually ignited a monstrous warfare. For a while, his black hair was windless and his clothes were hunting.

"Not bad!"

Feeling Qin Yi's momentum, gradually rising, Ji Zhantian appreciatively nodded: "Attention, I'm going to shoot."

"The first style of blood refining and cutting!"

Ji Zhantian suddenly gave a cold cry, his tall body shot forward, waved his palm towards Qin Yi, and slashed out without any reservation.

As he slashed out with this palm, a powerful blade formed and went through the air.

Feeling the strength of Ji Zhantian's battle, Qin Yi didn't dare to be careless. The profound energy in his body surged crazily and displayed "Ling Feng Palm".

"Ling Feng Palm First Style-Magic Wind Style!"

Qin Yi's palm slashed, and on the martial arts field, a gust of wind suddenly formed, and the wind blades formed, facing the blood refining of Ji Zhantian!

"Boom!"

The huge sharp blade formed by the blood refining slash collided with the dense wind blades that Qin Yi had cleaved, and a huge sound was made, making the eardrums numb and blood turbulence.

The majestic wave of air blasted away, sending Qin Yi and Ji Zhantian away.

"Sure enough, it is slightly stronger than Makita!"

Qin Yi's heart was shocked, and in the chest that was hit by the huge wave of air, his blood was tumbling and he was extremely uncomfortable.

Ji Zhantian’s blood refining cut has almost cultivated to the realm of great perfection. The profound energy is extremely powerful, and the palm-out technique is even more perfect and natural, even if Qin Yi has entered an ethereal state Among them, it is impossible to see its flaws.

"You are good!"

After a palm, Ji Zhantian's heart was also very shocked. He only felt that Qin Yi's power was surging like a huge wave and could not be resisted.

Qin Yi's system defense also makes him unbelievable.

You must know that this palm directly smashed ten percent of his power. If a practitioner at the pinnacle of the 7th stage of the Profound Dao in general, the power of this palm is enough to kill him in battle.

But Qin Yi was only lifted off, leaving no trace of trauma on his body.

"The second style of blood refining and cutting!"

Ji Zhantian moved toward Qin Yi and slashed out again with a palm. The sharp blade formed was larger than the first palm, and the surrounding space was twisted.

"Ling Feng Palm Second Style-Magic Rain Style!"

Qin Yi greeted Ji Zhantian's palm and slashed out.

As his palm split, rainwater again appeared around him. The rainwater, condensed into a huge palm, crystal clear, densely packed, rushing towards Ji Zhantian.

"Break it for me!"

Ji Zhantian shouted, his vigorous voice echoed in the martial arts arena.

"Boom!"

The single palm that Ji Zhantian cut out shattered all of Qin Yi's dense palm shadows, leaving none of them.

The huge wave of air once again drove both of them out of hatred, and they flew more than ten feet away before stopping their body.

Equally matched!

"The third style of blood refining and cutting!"

"Lingfeng palm third style-magic thunder style!"

In an instant, Qin Yi and Ji Zhantian fought madly together again. Both of them were full of unparalleled internal energy, and they used their martial arts to their extremes, fighting madly.

"The fourth style of blood refining and cutting!"

"Ling Feng Palm Fourth Style-Disillusionment Style!"

"The fifth style of blood refining and cutting!"

"Bawang Fist!"

"The sixth blood refining cut!"

"Bawang Fist!"

"..."

In the martial arts arena, Ji Zhantian and Qin Yi fought wildly. Both of them used their own martial arts to the extreme, their bodies were mysterious, and their shots were fierce. Waves of air were violent, everyone. Backed hurriedly, for fear of harming the pond fish.

"Haha, Qin Yi, you are very good!"

Ji Zhantian's chest burst into battle, and he laughed wildly: "This is the first time in my life in Ji Zhantian, this is the first time I have fought this happily! The fifteenth style of the blood refining cut!"

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