Chapter 382: The Collision of the Spirit Gathering Powerhouses
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Two teams of warriors confronted each other, and the scene was in a tense atmosphere.
Hearing Mu Chen's strong words, Yang Qingyang was furious.
Crazy...
The powerful and pure true energy surged out and condensed between the fists and palms, causing Yang Qingyang to sweep out a vast aura.
After feeling the abundant true energy, Yang Qingyang showed a confident look on his face.
The warriors of Qingyang team behind him were much more at ease at this moment.
"So you have broken through to the Spirit Gathering Realm, no wonder you are so confident."
Mu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and said lightly.
"Just know!"
Yang Qingyang looked arrogant and looked at Mu Yunzhi.
"Haha, is the Spirit Gathering Realm very amazing?"
Mu Chen laughed mockingly, and then a sharp wave of true energy swept through his body, as if thousands of needles were stabbed, piercing countless dense holes on the ground.
Yang Qingyang's heart thumped, and a strong solemn look appeared between his eyebrows.
He is also a powerful person in the Spirit Gathering Realm?
Wouldn't that mean, the "Angry Phoenix" team is in charge of two powerful people in the Spirit Gathering Realm?
When she thought of this, a trace of fear flashed through Yang Qingyang's eyes.
"Super your 30% demon crystal!"
The true energy lingering on Mu Chen's palm never dissipated, as if it had vitality and jumped flexibly.
"Don't be more greedy!"
Yang Qingyang's face became gloomy.
Even if there are two powerful spirit gathering realm players on the opposite side, Yang Qingyang is also a real strong spirit gathering realm player. It would be too arrogant to take things from him.
"Then I can only force it."
Mu Chen shook his head.
Immediately afterwards.
He stepped forward, and the ground slashed, and the hard rock instantly crushed into several pieces.
The ground in the nearby environment is very hard, it is natural rocks. It is as hard as a mirror when it is blown by wind and rain in nature, and it is basically difficult to destroy.
But Mu Chen's body moved, his feet were like an iron plow, and the rocks on the ground were constantly shattering, and they even flipped up one by one.
Bang......
His muscles were tight, and his whole body looked like a big arch that was about to shoot an eagle. His fist was like an arrow, and suddenly collapsed. The fist print was extremely sharp, and a shallow white mark was wiped out in the air.
Advanced martial arts in Xuan-level, bow and fist.
As his arm thrust forward, violent true energy swayed around him, crackling sounds endlessly.
Yang Qingyang's face changed drastically. He didn't expect the other party to launch a sudden attack, and he made a killer move with a punch. When he was furious, Yang Qingyang chose to take a step back. His retreat, under the interpretation of exquisite light skills, did not have the slightest aura of fireworks, and was like a turn of a crane.
He wanted to avoid his sharp edge, and at the same time, the true energy under his palm condensed like thunder, and suddenly became violent and fierce.
As he stepped back, Mu Chen sneered, and the fist he was moving was following like a shadow, and his momentum was advancing layer by layer.
It actually contains ninety percent of the boxing posture.
However, the reason why Yang Qingyang was able to become a powerful figure in the Spirit Gathering Realm was naturally a unique understanding of martial arts. He slightly adjusted a suitable position, with his legs flying around, like a crane dancing gracefully, and a palm-slashing, also hitting the other side.
White crane shines its wings!
Yang Qingyang was pressing his feet, his body was light, but he was agile and powerful. His fingers were like a crane pecking, with a big opening and closing, and his energy was like a needle.
Only those who are above the Spirit Gathering Realm can have such reaction speed.
Yang Qingyang has the same style as a martial arts master with just this move.
The palm shadow swayed, and in a moment, the palm of the crane's fingers pierced at the incoming fist mark. The crane's sharp edge contained a penetrating force, comparable to a blade, and seemed to pierce Mu Chen's flesh fist.
Buzz...
The fists and palms collided in an instant.
Who is stronger and who is weaker?
Many eyes were focused.
They were nervous and expectant.
This is the first time that many of them have seen two powerful people in the Spirit Gathering Realm fight.
The true energy of sharp energy sputters on all sides, and the air is like ripples.
This is a battle between two powerful people in the Spirit Gathering Realm. One is Yang Qingyang, who is good at palm techniques, and the other is Mu Chen, who comes from a famous family. His strength is recognized as strong as disciples of the inner courtyard.
It was like a strong wind passing by, and the rock fragments raised on the ground were all surging layer by layer.
The two of them all retreated.
Each of them took about seven or eight steps, and some of them were not distinguished from each other.
Yang Qingyang felt his whole body numb and his body swayed slightly. Fortunately, his foundation was solid and his steps were steady, as if he had already taken root under the earth.
Mu Chen's body also retreated continuously. He seemed to be better at horizontal hardening skills. His bones all over his body exploded, as if he was resolving the force of the violent collision just now.
As he stepped on his steps, he would leave a clear footprint on the ground to remove the strength of his body.
The other Qi Condensation Realm warriors shook their bodies. They stared blankly at the devastated earth beneath their feet, with incredible expressions in their eyes, and they couldn't believe that anyone could cause such great destructive power.
"snort!"
Mu Chen's body was shaking, and he was like a tiger, and he was about to pounce on him again.
Although it just ended with a draw.
But he was very dissatisfied.
"Enough."
Suddenly, a female voice full of energy sounded.
"I can!"
The true energy in Mu Chen's fist is alternately rotated, and the fist is like a knife, taking a detour.
Around him, the air was cut into several pieces.
"Don't forget what we're doing."
Mu Yunzhi waved her hand and said lightly.
Afterwards, she stopped talking.
Take a step forward.
Yang Qingyang felt like he was facing a great enemy, and cold sweat kept permeating his forehead.
Mu Yunzhi is a leading disciple in the inner courtyard. His strength is unfathomable and he is among the top five on the Tenglong list.
Even though he has now broken through to the Spirit Gathering Realm, he still feels a little confused when standing in front of Mu Yunzhi.
If it were before, he might have chosen to surrender.
But now, how could his arrogance as a powerful man in the Spirit Gathering Realm be willing to give up 30% of the demon crystal on his body?
"Sister Pastor, I..."
Yang Qingyang was about to show his goodwill, but his face suddenly changed.
Mu Yunzhi acted decisively.
The moment Yang Qingyang opened her mouth, she moved. She clenched her fist and collapsed forward, like a snake bent, like a dragon rising, like a crane jumping, or like a tiger pounced.
In short, it is ever-changing.
At first glance, it gives people a sense of unfathomableness.
Click!
Without any drag, Mu Yunzhi's fist suddenly opened, and the next moment, he grabbed Yang Qingyang's crane peck.
The crane peck was captured and suppressed the killing move. Yang Qingyang's momentum suddenly became like a flying waterfall, and his momentum was falling sharply.
Mu Yunzhi's waist was folded in the wind, her eyes flashed, and she moved in an inch, and her palm seemed to be able to move a thousand pounds, and she swayed slightly.
Bang!
Yang Qingyang flew out of thin air and fell back to the ground.
It can be seen.
Mu Yunzhi did not take any ruthless actions, otherwise he would not have even had his true energy flowing out of his body.
Yang Qingyang stood up like a carp, with indescribable frustration on his face.
Chapter completed!