"Boom!"
The two figures clashed in the sky. Immediately, the wind and clouds surged, and the clouds in the sky were torn apart.
The speed of the two of them caused countless Saint level experts to be somewhat stunned. Their speed was already difficult to see with the naked eye. Only the unceasingly trembling space could show how intense the fight between the two parties was.
At this moment, other than the commotion caused by the exchange of blows between the two, the entire area had become quiet. Everyone's eyes were tightly fixed on the two figures that were continuously exchanging blows in mid-air. Their faces were filled with a grave expression.
From the trembling space due to the aftermath of the fight, it was not difficult to see that a casual blow from this fight was enough to blast an ordinary Martial Saint expert to death.
They could understand why the unfathomable black-robed man was so powerful. However, they could not believe that Qin Yichen could also unleash such power and contend against him.
After all, they had seen with their own eyes that this brat was only at the peak of the Zun level a moment ago!
Could it be that this guy was a monster?!
"Brother Qin's strength is something that even a middle level Martial Saint expert would find difficult to match!"
Qing Luan took a deep breath and suppressed the shock in her heart as she spoke slowly. She felt extremely fortunate in her heart. "As expected of a genius from a divine grade clan. Being able to befriend him is truly the greatest blessing of my clan!"
In just over a year, Qin Yichen had made a breakthrough from the Zun level to the Martial Saint level. Moreover, the strength that he had displayed was far from what an ordinary Martial Saint expert could compare with.
Back then, Qin Yichen was weaker than Qingluan. However, who would have thought that the latter would grow to such a level in less than two years?
"However, that fellow's situation doesn't seem too good."
Feng Rou looked at the sky and muttered softly. This was because the black-robed man clearly had the upper hand in the fight between the two figures.
Qingluan nodded solemnly. The black-robed man was not easy to deal with. His initial underestimation had caused him to lose repeatedly. Now, he had adjusted his attitude.
He did not compete with Qin Yichen in terms of techniques. Instead, he chose to enter the fight, which was the most advantageous for him!
His True Yuan was far more powerful than Qin Yichen's. If the fight continued, Qin Yichen would be defeated sooner or later.
At the side, Feng Qianxue stood there without saying a word. Naturally, she could also see this layer.
At this moment, the rhythm of the fight was already in the black-robed man's hands. If it were not for the strength of Qin Yichen's body and the protection of the Myriad Divine Armor, he would have been defeated long ago.. Even so, perhaps this would only prolong his defeat..
However, Feng Qianxue did not stop him. She understood Qin Yichen very well. The latter would not do something that he was not confident of.
Although Qin Yichen was completely at a disadvantage, Feng Qianxue believed that he must have his own thoughts and goals.
Incomparably violent True Yuan raged between heaven and earth like a storm. The two figures fiercely clashed with each other in the sky. The eruption of True Yuan caused the space to tremble violently.
However, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Qin Yichen was at a disadvantage every time they clashed. After a long time, he had completely fallen into the black-robed man's rhythm and was completely in a passive state.
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Every time they clashed, a powerful shockwave rippled outwards. Qin Yichen's body was sent flying backwards. Every time he stabilized his body, he would explosively shoot up once again. In a desperate stance, he continued to clash head-on with the black-robed man.
However, what was surprising was that the battle that almost everyone thought would end at any moment lasted for more than 15 minutes.
Qin Yichen, who could be defeated at any moment, was still as lively as ever!
Although he was still at a disadvantage in this kind of head-on clash, he was like an unkillable cockroach. He was pushed back time and time again, but he would explosively shoot up again and again.
"That's not right. That guy doesn't seem to be injured at all."
"That brat, could it be that he is using that as a way to hone his own cultivation method?"
"Who knows? That guy used us as a laborer."
"Yeah, that guy has just broken through to the Saint level. Maybe he really has that intention."
At this moment, even a fool could see Qin Yichen's goal. With the protection of the heaven-defying armor, how could he be afraid of close combat? He probably already treated this kind of battle as a kind of abnormal cultivation!
"That damned brat!"
After the exchange of blows, the black-robed man's eyes turned extremely cold as he looked at the figure who had just stabilized himself and was charging towards him once again.
That brat had taken countless punches from him, but he did not seem to be injured at all. In fact, the black-robed man could even feel that Qin Yichen's originally weak aura had gradually stabilized during the exchange of blows.
"Get lost!"
Following the black-robed man's angry roar, Qin Yichen's figure was once again blasted away. However, after this blow, the black-robed man did not attack again. Instead, his figure retreated.
"You're not playing anymore?"
Looking at the black-robed man who had retreated, Qin Yichen rubbed his numb arm and muttered in disappointment.
That kind of battle had caused his muscles to feel sore and numb. In the past, even if he had reached the peak of the initial stage of the Supreme Tyrant Body, he would not have been able to withstand it.
However, following the vigorous beating of his heart, an extremely powerful force continuously surged out. This kind of injury was almost instantly healed.
After the exchange of blows, Qin Yichen's body did not suffer any serious injuries other than looking a little battered. In fact, he could feel that his body was gradually becoming stronger in this kind of carefree battle!
"Little bastard!"
The black-robed man stood in the sky and looked at Qin Yichen, who had a disappointed look on his face. He could not help but feel furious.
What kind of status did he have? How could he be used by a junior who had just broken through to the Saint level?
If this matter were to spread, he would not be able to face anyone anymore!
"Little bastard, you forced me to do this!"
While the crowd was still in shock from Qin Yichen's performance, a cold voice suddenly resounded in the sky.
Boom!
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