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Chapter 110 Ninety-nine return to one

Chapter 110 Nine to Nine

Changshengtian was angry. He knew that he had been plotted by Yi Daozi. When Changshengtian saw Xia Zhengtian, he was shocked to find that Xia Zhengtian's horror was simply terrifying.

"Okay, okay! Yi Daozi, this plot is not like your past style, and even I am kept in the dark. Xia Zhengtian is indeed the candidate for the head tutor you have trained. He has accumulated to such a level that he can directly impact the second level of transformation Dharma body."

Changsheng Tian sneered constantly, and a wave of cold light shot out from his eyes.

It is very difficult for ordinary monks to transform into shape. The first level of transformation is the realm of the true source, while the second level of transformation is to condense the Dharma body in their body. Only by condensed the Dharma body can they die while the Dharma body is not dead, and they can also use unimaginable means through the Dharma body.

It can be said that once he cultivates the Dharma body, Xia Zhengtian will be the well-deserved leader of the Tianyan Sect. Xia Zhengtian is still in the realm of the Golden Elixir, but he has competed with the transformation masters with the Golden Elixir realm. His accumulation will directly condense the Dharma body at the moment he enters the transformation.

Therefore, after seeing Xia Zhengtian's horror, Changsheng Genius realized that he had been plotted against by Yi Daozi.

Although he is optimistic about Yang Yi, Xia Zhengtian can directly attack the Dharma body, which undoubtedly has overwhelming strength for Yang Yi.

Changshengtian's words did not hide them, but spread them, and exploded faintly in Yang Yi's ears.

Those disciples of Tianyan Sect naturally knew Xia Zhengtian's power, so they had such confidence.

Yang Yi was slightly stunned. Changshengtian's words exploded in his ears. He also vaguely guessed Changshengtian's intention, but he wanted to warn him that Xia Zhengtian was too powerful. If he couldn't do it, he would admit defeat immediately. There was no need to fight his best. It would be not embarrassing to lose to Xia Zhengtian.

"Do you have the potential to impact the Dharma body? Humph, if you are not from the Xia family, maybe I will not fight you to the death, but you are the only descendant of the Xia family and you will definitely hate me to the core. Then now is the best opportunity to eliminate the roots!"

Yang Yi understood that now was the best opportunity to get rid of Xia Zhengtian. If he had really accumulated enough and condensed into a Dharma body, then if he wanted to kill him again, he would not know what time he would have to wait for.

Therefore, Yang Yi did not take Changshengtian's words to heart and flew directly to the arena.

Xia Zhengtian looked handsome, but his eyes revealed a hint of murderous intent.

"You will destroy the entire Tianshan Cave?" Xia Zhengtian asked.

"It's me!"

Yang Yi replied lightly.

Xia Zhengtian did not go wild, but instead smiled slightly with his mouth, but Yang Yi could feel that at this moment, Xia Zhengtian's murderous intent surged.

"Okay, since that's the case, you must die today!"

After Xia Zhengtian finished speaking, he punched him.

This punch was solid, thick, powerful, and murderous intent, and the air around it was rubbed and hissing sounded.

A strange look flashed in Yang Yi's eyes, and he sneered: "I'm so arrogant! Today I'll kill the weeds, a thousand hands!"

Ninety-nine drops of blood shocked violently, and the crazy power rushed towards the fist instantly. The two of them faced each other head-on, punching each other without any tricks.

The loud noise buzzed in the ears of many disciples, and even the hard ground of the ring began to crack. The strong energy spread out in all directions, causing a strong wind to blow the disciples with weak cultivation, making them very lively.

Xia Zhengtian and Yang Yi both took three steps back, and a strange color flashed in their eyes. This was the first time that Yang Yi encountered a Jindan master who was no less than himself in terms of strength. You should know that with the strength of his ninety-nine drops of essence and blood, even the most terrifying Jindan master, whose essence and blood were condensed together, he could not compare with Yang Yi in terms of strength.

Xia Zhengtian was even more surprised, with a surprised look on his face and whispered: "Okay, okay, it's been rumored that you have condensed nine drops of essence and blood, and he is the most genius figure in tens of thousands of years. But if you meet me today, you will die!"

"Swoosh!"

Xia Zhengtian rushed towards Yang Yi. His speed was as fast as lightning. He suddenly appeared beside Yang Yi, and punched him hard, blocked by Yang Yi.

Immediately afterwards, his figure appeared in every corner, in all directions, and what was even more terrifying was that there was a faint golden light coming out of Xia Zhengtian's body, and among the phantoms, it seemed that a huge golden elixir was hitting Yang Yi.

"Bang bang bang!"

The speed was too fast and the power was too fierce, and even Yang Yi couldn't react.

"Nine Palace Phantom!"

Yang Yi roared, and his figure instantly divided nine figures, nine phantoms exactly the same as Yang Yiyi, and nine equally powerful forces instantly blasted out from all directions.

"boom!"

Yang Yi felt that this punch seemed to hit a round ball, like an extremely smooth golden elixir.

Xia Zhengtian's figure disappeared, and the phantoms around him also disappeared. His face was pale but revealed a hint of rosyness, and his whole body was filled with a high fighting spirit.

"Okay, okay, for so long, no one can let me exert all my strength in the blood coagulation realm. Even if I compete with the transformation master, I have not exerted all my strength. Yang Yi, you are dead today without any shock!"

Xia Zhengtian was like a radiant sun, and his whole body was filled with a hot light.

"All things come back to one, ninety-nine come back to one punch, die!"

Xia Zhengtian's hands were slightly combined, and his whole person's momentum instantly ascended. His golden elixir was beating violently, as if he was about to complete an unimaginable transformation.

The power is increasing, and it is still increasing. It is unimaginable. Even this terrifying power is trembling even if the transformation master is trembling.

"Swoosh!"

Xia Zhengtian's figure disappeared, and there was no figure in the sky and on the ring.

“Buzz!”

However, Yang Yi could feel that his speed was too fast, so fast that he could not even see the naked eye. When he saw it, even his perception was one step slower.

The air around seemed to become extremely sticky, and pairs of fist shadows suddenly smashed down.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

Eight punches, with eight punches, which was too fast, and Yang Yi had no power to fight back. Even the blue cloud armor he was wearing was completely shattered under these eight punches.

The medium-grade magic weapon was also shattered!

“Buzz!”

But before it was finished, a huge fist hit in the sky again. This fist had surpassed the limit of the power of the blood coagulation realm and was no longer a power that belonged to the blood coagulation realm.

Nine nines are one punch, Nine nines are one, and the previous eight punches are all superimposed. The last punch is earth-shaking, and ghosts and gods retreat, and they are irresistible. Even the masters of transformation will change their faces when they hear it.
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