Chapter 1676 I only Give You One Finger
Hiss!
Qiu Ye took a breath of cold air.
He knew how powerful his technique was.
It can be said that the twelve air masses were like bombs.
They exploded when touched.
But under Zhang Xing's finger, they had no temper at all and were mute!
Maybe it was because of insufficient strength. If the strength was insufficient, the power would naturally be insufficient!
Look at my star-chasing palm with 90% spiritual power!
Qiu Ye suddenly increased his spiritual power to 90%.
"Poke me with your finger again!"
Swish swish swish...
Twelve more air masses fell.
"Hey! Why are you always playing with bubbles? Can you show some real skills?"
Zhang Xing said with a face full of sarcasm.
"Playing with bubbles? Real skills?"
This is the top holy realm technique, passed down by the family.
If the ancestor of the family said that it can be sold.
Then, not to mention the southern part of Xuanwu Continent, even the demons and monsters in the east and west will come from billions of miles to buy it.
"Hmph! Can you take these twelve palms first?"
At this time, Li Yixiao took a pill of the healing medicine left by Zhang Xing, and his injuries recovered by more than half.
They were full of excitement and excitement.
The fighting style of the headmaster was indeed very handsome.
Bai He was now completely in awe of Zhang Xing.
She showed infinite respect for Zhang Xing in her eyes and heart.
When Zhang Xing pierced the first batch of twelve air masses with a single finger.
She jumped up excitedly.
At this time, she didn't care about the second batch of twelve air masses.
Let alone twelve, even if there were one million or ten thousand, the headmaster could easily pierce them.
This was the fact.
Zhang Xing still looked unhurried.
Raised his hand and pointed out twelve fingers.
Qiu Ye's star-chasing palm with 90% of his strength was useless.
He realized the horror of Zhang Xing.
What the Southern King said was indeed right, Zhang Xing was indeed very strange.
It seems that he had to use all his strength to hit all the remaining twenty-five palms in one breath.
Since he cultivated the forty-nine palms, he has never used them all at once.
Today he met an opponent.
The most shocked person was Elder Yang Chun.
He had seen Zhang Xing take action.
His strength was just average.
Of course, that was in his eyes.
He was invincible in the same realm.
But Zhang Xing's performance at this time surprised him.
Is this still the same person?
The gap between before and after is too big.
It has only been a short time since he came back from the Orc Island and he was promoted to the Saint Realm?
Or did he have some adventure on the Orc Island and broke through there?
He is more inclined to the latter.
With Zhang Xing's strength, it would be difficult for him to come back alive if he didn't break through.
That should be the case.
How old is he, less than 20 years old, and he has already become a Saint?
I don't know if what King Nan did this time is right or not.
If Zhang Xing died in the hands of King Nan, it means that King Nan is right.
On the contrary... history is written by the victors.
But now the victory or defeat depends on Qiu Ye's last wave of attacks.
He believed that Zhang Xing was not as relaxed as he seemed.
Zhang Xing must have been under tremendous pressure.
Just to suppress the power of the explosion of 24 air masses, it would take several times more spiritual power to do it.
Unless he was at the level of Saint Mid-stage or above.
But how could that be possible!
"Go to hell!"
Qiu Ye shouted fiercely, not caring about whether he was alive or not, he could exert 120% of his strength.
He threw all his spiritual power out without holding back.
"Hmph! The courage of a common man, the power of an ant!"
Zhang Xing raised his footsteps and ran towards the 25 air masses.
At the same time, he tapped his index finger.
The air masses were silenced wherever he passed.
Until he flew in front of Qiu Ye, his figure did not stop for a moment.
"You hit me forty-nine times, and I only give you one finger!"
As he said that, he pointed out with one finger.
"No! Don't!"
"Puff!"
Just as Qiu Ye's body was about to fall, he let out a horrified and shrill cry.
Zhang Xing's finger pierced his forehead.
Qiu Ye's eyes widened, his body leaned back, and he fell down with an expression of disbelief on his face.
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