Chapter 257: Power of Shaking Palm

After hearing Master's voice, Yang Yiyun seemed to have caught a savior.

Then he explained the situation in a few words as to how to resolve the crisis.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he was scolded by Master Yun Tianxie: "The stinky boy said before he became a teacher that you can study the basics of cultivation for you. Even if it is some basic sword skills, you can practice it in the current Qi refining period. The eighth level of cultivation is more than enough for the current predicament, what did you do earlier..."

Yang Yiyun was also angry and yelled at the master’s constant curse: "Old dead man, I have to teach me to wait for the enemy outside to be solved, don’t I have time to learn those sword skills? You can quickly teach you a way to break the enemy as soon as possible. Spells."

"Your kid still makes sense to you...?" Yun Tianxie cursed, but after the curse, he groaned for a while: "You can't practice real spells for the time being. You have to wait until the foundation is built. There is a way to use infuriating energy. The palm technique can be quickly controlled, and its power is huge, suitable for your current cultivation base, waiting to be taught to you by the teacher."

"Thank you old man~"

Yang Yiyun was overjoyed.

Immediately, my mind was dizzy, and a paragraph of text appeared...

A few seconds later, Yang Yiyun opened his eyes and shot out, very satisfied with the palm technique taught by the master.

This kind of palm is called "Zhen Qi Transformation Palm". There are three palms. You don't need to practice deliberately. As long as you master the method of operating the true energy, you can use it.

It is a small technique that transforms into a palm technique through true essence, but it is indirectly effective.

Between the moves and spells, it is called magic spells, and the medicines that can really be cultivated are called spells, which require practice and comprehension.

According to Master, this is a kind of control he has obtained from a powerful body practitioner in the realm of cultivation.

The first palm is called the shaking palm, the second palm is the opening palm, and the third palm is the cracking palm. Three palms and one palm are more powerful than one palm.

But there is a shortcoming, the real yuan consumed by each palm is extremely large.

Yang Yiyun estimated that with his current cultivation base of the eighth level during the Qi Refining Period, the third palm might drain the true energy of the whole body.

However, the first two palms should be sufficient.

After rehearsing the first palm in his mind, Yang Yiyun quickly rushed out of the cave. At this time, his grandfather Duan Mu Xingtian and Duan Muwen had already rushed out.

Yang Yiyun knew that his grandfather was to protect himself and would rather give up his life, which he felt from the old man's words, he was really good to him.

Three minutes have passed since Grandpa went out to the present.

After Yang Yiyun went out, he saw a scene that made his eyes flushed.

Between Duan Muwen lost an arm, as if he was bitten off by a two-headed python abruptly.

Grandpa Duan Mu Xingtian stood in front of Duan Muwen and guarded Zhou. Both of them guarded the entrance of the cave. Liancheng Haipeng's two corpse beasts were attacking Grandpa.

When Yang Yiyun first came out, he saw the black eagle hit his grandfather's shoulder with a sharp claw, and suddenly several blood holes appeared on his grandfather's shoulder.

Suddenly, Grandpa Duan Mu Xingtian was caught by the black sculpture and flew out and hit the stone wall with a dull sound, and his body immediately softened.

"Grandpa~"

Yang Yiyun's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and he roared, jumped up, and yelled at the black eagle: "The animal lives and suffers death~"

Zhen Qi was immediately urged, and "Zhen Qi Transformed into Palm" was transported.

"Zhen Qi transforms into the palm of the sky~"

During the roar, Yang Yiyun's first palm came out, but he also felt that the true energy of his whole body was emptied.

The amount of infuriating energy was far beyond his thinking, but the power gathered in a palm clearly felt powerful.

It was shot with a palm of four or five meters away from the black eagle, and suddenly the white light in the palm of the hand appeared, and a palm formed from true Qi appeared, separated from the palm, and changed from small to large, as if it grew against the wind, and became A huge palm about six meters in length.

In an instant, it slapped on the black eagle.

"Boom~"

There was a dull sound of thunder.

"Wow~"

The black eagle uttered a mournful cry and installed it directly in the stone wall.

A huge six-meter handprint appeared on the stone wall, four or five inches deep into the stone wall.

The sky was full of black feathers, and then the body of the black eagle fell to the ground from the huge palm of the stone wall.

Blood was flowing, but a closer look revealed that the black eagle was deformed by Yang Yiyun's blow.

Can't die.

Although it was an angry blow, Yang Yiyun himself was surprised. He didn't expect that the power of Zhen Qi's palm was so powerful that it was far beyond his expectations.

And at this moment, Liancheng Haipeng, who was standing not far away, saw a huge shock all over his body. He didn't know what evil method Yang Yiyun used, and the power of a palm could send out a six-meter huge palm, and a palm slapped him to feed him for most of his life. Corpse carving.

He was dripping blood in his heart, but compared to his heart, his fear of Yang Yiyun was even greater. He knew that Yang Yiyun and Duanmu Xingtian had been killed today. Look at the terrifying palm print on the stone wall, and rationally tell Liancheng Haipeng that he should hurry up at this time. Withdrawal is the best policy, otherwise life will be hard to guarantee.

Decisively waved to the four subordinates on the upper ninth floor of An Jin and left.

At this time, the two-headed snake python still rushed forward.

After slapped the black sculpture to death, Yang Yiyun also fell by his grandfather Duan Mu Xingtian from mid-air, and quickly checked it. He just fainted. Although the internal force in grandpa's body was very chaotic at this moment, it was not fatal. Yang Yiyun gave a sigh of relief.

Duan Muwen, who was about to fight with the double-headed snake and python, hurriedly called to stay: "Uncle Wen, come and take care of my grandfather, this beast let me come."

When the words fell, Yang Yiyun got up and rushed towards the two-headed python, still shaking the palm of the sky with a blow.

"Hiss~"

Two roars.

"Boom~"

The double-headed snake python was blown up by Yang Yiyun with a blow to the palm of the sky, and the body of the snake more than ten meters long was also broken into several sections, tumbling on the ground.

Two blows shook the palm of the sky and slapped Liancheng Haipeng's two evil corpses to death.

Clean and neat.

At this time, Yang Yiyun saw Liancheng Haipeng who turned to run away, narrowed his eyes, and snorted coldly, "Where are the old thief?"

How could he let Liancheng Haipeng let go at this time.

Even if there is not much zhenqi left in his body at this moment, even if he is drained of zhenqi, he still has to keep Lian Cheng Haipeng's old life.

The suffocation before, will burst out at this moment.

What's more, Yang Yiyun still has the Pill of Pei Yuan in his hands, which can supplement his true energy.

When rushing towards Liancheng Haipeng, Yang Yiyun took a shot with two Peiyuan Pills in his hand. He was not afraid that his body could not bear it, so he swallowed it in one bite.

In fact, with Yang Yiyun’s current cultivation base at the eighth level of the Qi Refining Period, the spiritual energy contained in the Pei Yuan Pill was a bit insufficient, so he swallowed two in one bite.

The power of the elixir was dissolved in the body in an instant, and under the rapid operation of the power of good fortune, it turned into true energy.

It jumped six meters high and could fly in mid-air for five seconds, but it could glide ten meters away.

After the two starts, Yang Yiyun had already chased within two meters of Liancheng Haipeng's back. This distance was enough to strike the palm of the sky with one blow.

"True Qi transforms into shape, shaking the palm of the sky~"

He patted Liancheng Haipeng on the back.

At this moment, there were four people gathered around Liancheng Haipeng, each of whom was an ancient warrior on the upper ninth floor of An Jin. None of them were fools. They all saw the power of Yang Yiyun's palm.

Hearing Yang Yiyun's roar in his ears, the four of them scattered in all directions.

But Yang Yiyun's palm even took shape.

At the same time when Yang Yiyun came out of his palm, Lian Cheng Haipeng's whole body was standing upside down.

He knew that he couldn't hide, his eyes widened, he accepted the four people around him, and shouted: "Follow me to meet the enemy~"

While speaking, Liancheng Haipeng both encouraged them to meet Yang Yiyun's huge palm.

But among the four people around him, two of them ignored Lian Cheng Haipeng and fled on the spot, the other two did follow Lian Cheng Haipeng to fight.

However, they never dreamed that what Yang Yiyun used was a method only available to cultivators. It was already a magic method. In fact, they could deal with it?

"Boom~"

"what……"

There was a loud noise in the field, accompanied by several screams.

In Yang Yiyun's eyes, the faces of Liancheng Haipeng and the three people around him were directly deformed, knowing that it was caused by the tremendous power in his palm.

Only one person rolled off in time, and a mouthful of blood protruded after being affected by the true energy, and then he would not escape without flying away.

As for Liancheng Haipeng and the three people around him, they all fell in a pool of blood, and their bodies were deformed and still dead.

Under one palm, four people were shot dead, and one was hit hard, but he shouldn't get there any better. Yang Yiyun stood there and took a deep breath, not ready to chase the one who had escaped.

Seeing Lian Cheng Haipeng whose body was deformed, Yang Yiyun smiled, but there was a wave of weakness in his own body, and he sat on the ground.