Chapter 997: The Power of One Palm

No one in the audience thought that Xiao Yu would run away just as he said, but the moment Xiao Yu ran away, everyone was stunned.

An incomparably vast aura suddenly swept out at that moment.

It's like a book library full of vast sea of ​​books, all the books are opened at the same time, exuding a kind of calmness, which really makes people feel like a drop in the ocean.

This is the temperament of the power of endowment, and it is also the most fundamental power of the power of endowment.

This kind of power is not as violent as the power of thunder and lightning, nor is it as hot as the power of fire, nor is it like weapons full of clang.

The power of endowment is a kind of innate power, a kind of breath that comes from the inside, and exudes a kind of inaction and movement with a kind of enlightenment and comprehension of the Tao.

At the moment of the explosion, Dong Hua and other disciples were the first to be shocked.

"How can this be!"

Yes, this breath is both familiar and unfamiliar.

Familiar, that's because it is obviously the breath of power of endowment, and they have felt it in Yin Bai and the elders.

Strange, that's because of this kind of breath, even they haven't reached this level at all!

"It's nuanced!"

Dong Hua's pupils shrank suddenly, it was unmistakable, this kind of aura reached the third level of Xiaoyaofu, the subtle aura!

Back on the battlefield, Xiao Yu's speed was really too fast, like an angry dragon sailing out to sea, devouring the enemy in the blink of an eye.

Li Xing's face suddenly changed drastically.

At this moment, he felt as if he was in the middle of the ocean, about to be swallowed by a flood dragon.

That feeling actually made him feel as if he had fallen into the deep sea, as if any struggle would be of no avail.

"No! Impossible!"

Li Xing yelled, but when he reacted and wanted to prepare to attack, it was too late.

When the light and shadow rushed over, there was a bright moonlight flashing suddenly, and one of Xiao Yu's palms, as if poking out of the void, landed on Li Xing's chest in an instant.

"boom!"

"Pfft!"

With a scream, Li Xing was sent flying tens of meters, his chest sank three inches, and even his internal organs were spit out.

The light and shadow disappeared, the surrounding wind swirled the dust all over the place, Xiao Yu's long hair fluttered, his expression was cold, his whole body was like a sharpened pen holder, tall and straight, unapproachable.

Quiet, the entire arena became as quiet as a martial arts competition.

Everyone looked at this young man almost in horror, and the disciples of Fengshimen were even more shocked.

This young man from Xiaoyaomen who appeared suddenly, with the sudden force of his palm, directly injured Li Xing seriously!

That palm didn't have too much breath fluctuation, it was long and vast, making people feel as if it were unreal, as if it wasn't real at all.

However, it was just such a palm that made Li Xing helpless to fight back.

The well-deserved quiet as a virgin moves like a tiger!

Dong Hua and the others opened their mouths wide, dumbfounded.

Could this be the true strength of a true disciple?

How could it be so scary! ?

What kind of talent is this?

In just half a year, I have already comprehended the third level of Xiaoyao Fu, the state of nuance!

Xiao Yu's face was indifferent, like a white jade statue, without any expression fluctuations.

This is the temperament and strength given to him by Xiaoyao Fu.

He walked towards Li Xing slowly, and the faces of the disciples at Fengzhumen suddenly turned pale.

Is this kid still human?

Obviously the same level! Why make them feel so out of reach! ?

"Senior Brother Li!" Seeing this, several disciples rushed over immediately, but the next scene surprised the people around the competition stage even more.