Even if you don't know, because the strength reaches a certain level, it will affect the stability of the space when fighting. This is all common sense.
And to be able to achieve this level of space cracks, this is absolutely only the existence of the level of the seven sect masters can be qualified to do it!
But this young man is only nineteen years old, with six levels of good fortune!
What kind of evildoer is this?
Of course, Jiang Tianyu and Su Qingrou had seen such terrifying moves by Xiao Yu.
While in the sky, Xiao Yu and Jiang Tianyu met.
At that time, Jiang Tianyu only thought that Xiao Yu had tried his best, and that this kind of power was blessed by a powerful level.
So he didn't take it seriously, but this time, it was completely different!
Jiang Tianyu felt that if Xiao Yu was mobilized in the sky with such a vast force, would he still be able to stand here now?
In other words, Xiao Yu kept his hands at that time!
It turns out that the people who I have always looked down upon have actually looked down upon themselves from the very beginning!
The power of the mountains and oceans of books shakes the space and the hearts of everyone.
"What kind of power is this?"
Many people are very unfamiliar with Fuzhili.
In fact, it is no wonder that after all, they are so young, and after the decline of Xiaoyaomen in the past two to three decades, the disciples of Xiaoyao have rarely shown their strength in front of outsiders.
Therefore, for Fu Zhili, they have only heard of it in rumors.
"Could it be that this is the power that is known as the world's number one technique of the sect, the impossibility of Fu?"
The breath of Empowerment is so unique, invisible fluctuations radiate out, as if a unique strange spatial fluctuation is formed in mid-air.
The power of eleven layers!
Xiao Yu urged the ultimate strength of the eleventh layer of endowed power.
This is a kind of power that is based on the way of comprehension and talent. Xiao Yu didn't keep his hands anymore. With the momentum of breaking through the bamboo, he fisted and shook Zhao Xin's sword style.
Zhao Xin's face suddenly changed. She seemed to see something she couldn't believe, and her gaze finally changed from indifference to shock.
What kind of power is this?
And at the next moment, Zhao Xin's mind trembled, and she felt that her sword style was turned into nothingness in an instant.
The full range of hundreds of meters has become a state of nothingness, as if the punch Xiao Yu hit was not a real fist, but more like a rippling vibration of space.
"Boom!"
That punch of Xiao Yu was really horrible. Wherever the fist went, it was almost like a bull fight from a mountain. Zhao Xin's figure was shocked and flew out hundreds of meters on the spot, and the flying sword under her feet could no longer hold her. .
"Boom!"
The height of two to three hundred meters fell directly, leaving Zhao Xin without a body to support.
Zhao Xin felt like the world was spinning, and a mouthful of blood spewed out, staining her white clothes.
Zhao Xin was seriously injured and had no combat effectiveness at all. If she fell from an altitude of two to three hundred meters, she would definitely be injured, and the foundation would be affected.
Xiao Yu's eyes gradually returned to calm, and in his mind, he thought of looking up the way he had when he first saw Zhao Xin.
The compassion in his heart quietly moved, and he sighed in his heart.
No matter how much I hate Zhao Xin, no matter how much Zhao Xin tries to kill herself, it seems that she will never be truly angry, never truly murderous, and will always retain a little bit of kindness.
Xiao Yu finally flew past...
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