Xin Xueyi and Ye Ling'er looked at each other and looked over.

There are three waves of clouds and three styles of one palm. Each style has many variations. The first wave is called vast, the second wave is called sky-high, and the third wave is called mountain-urging.

One wave follows another, the first wave spreads the attack range of the palm power, the second wave concentrates the palm power of the sky in a limited space, and the third wave bursts out with the power to push the mountain.

It is like pouring a tank of water into a cup in an instant. The cup cannot bear it and will naturally burst.

Ye Ling'er couldn't help but admire, "The Yun family has become a powerful clan because of its profound accumulation!"

"This move, Clouds Over Three Waves, has the power of the vast ocean. If Yun Xiao can cultivate to the level of a Great Sage, no more than twenty people will be able to stop it!"

Xin Xueyi immediately understood her hidden meaning, "If he could become a Great Sage, it's a pity he's not one yet!"

In terms of momentum and changes, Yundie Sanlang is naturally better. On the other hand, Li Changqing only uses one punch.

Without any changes or fancy moves, he just raised his hand and struck out.

The punch was as powerful as a wolf running, with a loud bang!

A hole was blasted open in Yun Xiao's vast world, and his aura began to flow out. His fist force had not yet dissipated, and he went to meet Pai Tian's palm force.

Xin Xueyi clapped his hands and praised, "Changqing is really going to defeat ten opponents with his strength. This kid always dares to take risks!"

No one would have thought that a monk who had just become a saint would dare to fight against a small saint of high rank with hard power.

Although Xin Xueyi said this, she still had many worries.

Was Li Changqing too arrogant? She could predict how to respond when her punches were exhausted.

But thinking back to those fierce battles in the capital, Li Changqing always used hard steel to defeat the strong with the weak. The potential of this kid's body seemed as boundless as the sea.

With a hopeful heart, look carefully at the past.

What if there are exceptions?

For Li Changqing, the Tiangang Fist he used was derived from the Tiangang Dao. Another name for the Tiangang Dao is strength.

A way of cultivation that relies purely on strength!

Ye Ling'er frowned slightly, her eyes were bright, and she said no more. The facts were just as Xin Xueyi had guessed.

Li Changqing's Wolf Run Fist was so powerful that it instantly broke through the vast boundary of Paiyun Palm. Although the power of the fist was not gone, it was a little weaker when facing Paitian's force.

The punch broke half of the power of Pai Tian, ​​and then it collapsed. Ye Ling'er turned her wrist, and the energy flowed into the palm of her hand.

If Li Changqing is defeated, she will take action.

Yun Xiao laughed loudly, "My clouds are stacked in three waves, and there is one last wave to push the mountain. How can you resist it?"

He had long seen that Li Changqing's Tiangang Fist was a purely force-based martial art, without any tricks or changes, so he would use all his strength every time he performed each move.

If the moves are dead, there will be no staying power. How can they be compared with his three palm moves? Maybe he has become a saint and forgotten everything else.

The third wave pushed the mountain like a landslide, and the palm force that could make a hole in the sky rushed over.

Li Changqing curled his lips into a smile and threw another punch. His wolf-like momentum did not have enough stamina, but that did not stop him from throwing another punch.

Moreover, this punch was even more powerful than the previous one, like a tiger leaping, instantly shattering the power of the mountain.

There were bursts of explosions.

The shattered momentum fell to the ground, creating many pits. In an instant, stone chips flew everywhere and smoke and dust billowed.

Ye Ling'er and Xin Xueyi looked at each other again, both shocked.

The first punch had already exhausted all his strength. He should regulate his breathing and circulate his spiritual power through his meridians before he could deliver the second punch.

Li Changqing had just finished throwing the first punch when the second one came right after. He didn't even need to adjust his breathing to regain his strength. It was truly unbelievable.

unless……

Ye Ling'er was full of hesitation, "Is Changqing's spiritual power really that strong?"

She prided herself on being a great sage, but it was difficult for her to return the force in an instant as easily as Li Changqing.

At the same time, he was full of admiration for Xuanyuan Xincheng's vision.

After all, he was a scholar, studying the changes in the laws of nature and gaining enlightenment from piles of old papers. His great achievement was extraordinary.

Yun Xiao's pupils contracted, obviously he was not expecting this.

Jealousy and resentment surged at the same time. Why could he, a wild prince born in a humble family and not inheriting the blood of the Li family, have such a heaven-defying talent?

With a loud shout, he swung his palm again, creating three waves of cloud!

When Li Changqing came out running like a wolf and leaping like a tiger, it was as if he had opened the door to the Tiangang Dao, and the road ahead was smooth.

Then a punch!

As fast as lightning and with strength that could shake mountains, three waves of clouds were pierced one after another, followed by a punch that was like a dragon soaring into the sky.

Like a giant dragon swooping down from the sky, it smashed the three waves of clouds into pieces.

All around, the momentum of being shattered never stopped. The explosions were like firecrackers, and more and more holes were blown into the ground.

The smoke and dust grew thicker, almost blocking out vision. Everyone held their breath and silently watched the spectacular battle.

Yun Xiao's face turned ashen, as green as pig liver.

The proud Paiyun Palm was broken by a monk who had just become a saint.

What he broke was not the Paiyun Palm, but his Dao Heart!

"Go to hell!"

Yun Xiao was completely enraged. The power of his left palm and right sword was so strong that it was unbelievable.

The space was suddenly filled with momentum and became distorted.

Li Changqing gradually understood Tiangang and knew that at this time he had undoubtedly truly inherited this way of cultivation.

Punch out!

Xin Xueyi's eyes widened, her heart and soul were shaken. This was too much of a miracle.

Li Changqing's punch released four moves at the same time: wolf running, tiger leaping, leopard charging, and dragon soaring!

The Paiyun Palm and Fanyun Sword were completely broken!

"Hahaha……"

Yun Xiao laughed loudly, "It's my turn this time!"

Although the "One Punch, Four Forces" technique was unprecedented, it had already been exhausted by the time it broke his Paiyun Palm and Fanyun Sword.

Li Changqing single-handedly raised the threshold for the initial stage of Lesser Sainthood significantly.

But the reason why there is a distinction between realms is actually the most powerful proof of strength.

No matter how hard you try to raise the threshold to the initial stage of Little Saint, it is still just the initial stage of Little Saint, and it is absolutely impossible to compete with the advanced stage of Little Saint!

Yun Xiao continued to use his left palm and right sword at the same time, breaking Li Changqing's four punches in succession.

A smile appeared on Li Changqing's lips. "It's my turn, right?"

Yun Xiao was surprised to find that the palm force and sword force hitting Li Changqing were like a drop in the ocean, and disappeared in an instant.

The Nine Yang Golden Body could block the attack of the Great Sage, but unfortunately, he was only a high-level Lesser Sage.

The myriad things in the universe, the wind breaking the armor, the upside-down river in the sky... they hit continuously, and the flying momentum created a storm again.

Yun Xiao was forced to cope and was in a panic, while Li Changqing had already used the Anti-Five Elements Skill and the Nirvana Secret together.

Only then did Ye Ling'er realize that Li Changqing had so many unique skills that she had never heard of.

Yun Xiaobie's surging momentum made his hair disheveled and he looked like a madman. His unwilling roar echoed in the wind.

Since Li Changqing had mastered the Four Forces of One Punch, it meant that the game was over. He grabbed the Divine Dragon King Cauldron with one hand and smashed it over.

Yun Xiao, who was at the end of his strength, could no longer resist.

With a wail, he fell from the sky, and a mouthful of blood dyed the smoke and dust red. From the smoke and dust, a flash of sword light came out from the sky.

boom!

"Sixth Prince, spare his life!"

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