Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

I feel that Zhou Zixuan's practice of the Fish Dragon Universe is more powerful than his own. The changes are too fast. Last time, he only achieved a little success, but now he has become a grandmaster.

If it is so easy to become a grandmaster, then it is too worthless.

The four of them also achieved grandmaster quickly, but not as fast as Zhou Zixuan. It seems that there is no level at all, and he just passed it directly.

The four of them all had lags in their grandmasters, and they all needed special means. Fakong helped a lot.

If it weren't for Fakong's help, it would never be so fast.

Zhou Zixuan smiled embarrassedly.

Chu Ling said: "Xiao Zhou, no one helped you with the grandmaster level, right?"

When they got here, of course they couldn't call him Zixuan, so they changed their names to Xiao Zhou. This was also quite friendly, but Zhou Yang frowned.

This Xiao Zhou sounded like he was being called.

Zhou Zixuan shook his head slightly.

"You came here without any help. You are really amazing." Zhou Yang praised: "We are not as good as you."

Zhou Zixuan waved his hand: "Brother Zhou, it was just a coincidence."

"It's not a coincidence, it's a coincidence." Zhou Yang sighed: "This is God's love, I can't help but accept it."

Xu Qingluo smiled and said: "Are you envious?"

"Envy." Zhou Yang nodded.

It is impossible to say that he is not envious at all, but he is not dissatisfied with his situation because of this.

He is very satisfied with his situation. It is already a rare adventure in the world. There are countless people who envy and envy him.

Xu Qingluo said: "Come on, let's compete and see how powerful you are."

"Okay." Zhou Zixuan also wanted to find out.

He did not have a clear feeling when competing with his fellow disciples of Cantian Dao. Even when he competed with the masters of the other five Daos, he still did not have a clear feeling and could not find a standard to figure out how strong he was.

But Xu Qingluo and the others were different, so their eyes lit up and they were ready to move.

Xu Qingluo smiled and said, "I'll do it?"

"I, I, I." Zhou Yang hurriedly said, "I'll do it first, let's see how powerful Xiao Zhou is, come on!"

He jumped to the small martial arts training ground in the middle of the yard and waved his hand.

Zhou Zixuan said, "Don't use a sword?"

"Try the palm method first." Zhou Yang said.

Zhou Zixuan shook his head and smiled, "Then be careful."

If Zhou Yang's sword method is a huge threat, then the palm method and fist method may not be his opponent.

His current Tiancan Shen Palm is amazingly powerful and rare in the world. Zhou Yang's fist and palm methods may be inferior to sword methods.

Because Zhou Yang has already got the sword intent, and the palm method and fist method may not have got the essence, he is still confident.

Thinking of this, he stepped over and said in a deep voice: "Take the palm!"

His right palm suddenly became a circle larger, and the palm was light and elegant, but the palm range of one foot was under his control.

This feeling made him perceive the subtleties and changes in an exquisite way. Just by adjusting the slight changes, the power would be greatly different.

He had fully mastered this feeling and knew its mystery.

Within the scope of his control, he could not control others, but only himself, but by changing himself, he could achieve the goal of controlling everything.

"Good!" Zhou Yang personally experienced the mystery of the Heavenly Palm of God. With one palm, it kept changing.

If his eyesight was a little worse, he would not be able to feel Zhou Zixuan's subtle adjustments and changes at all, and thus could not follow the changes.

"Bang!" The two palms kept changing and changing, and finally they collided with each other, and each took a step back.

"Huh?" Zhou Yang said in surprise: "Awesome."

He felt that the palm power of the two was evenly matched, but Zhou Zixuan's cultivation was inferior to his, but the power was not inferior.

This is the mystery of the palm method that makes up for the difference in cultivation.

Zhou Zixuan looked solemn.

Although he knew that his cultivation level could not catch up with Zhou Yang, and he was advancing rapidly while Zhou Yang was also advancing rapidly.

But seeing this situation, he was still a little disappointed and a little unconvinced.

He almost defeated the entire Cantian Dao. Could it be that the masters of Cantian Dao were not as good as Brother Zhou?

Is Brother Zhou so powerful?

If Brother Zhou is so powerful, then wouldn’t Sister be even stronger and more difficult to defeat?

"I'm going to be serious." Zhou Yang smiled and said, "Look at my palm!"

His palms suddenly turned golden, with a faint golden glow, as if they were painted with a layer of gold paint.

This is the Great Vajra Palm, the top unique skill of the Vajra Temple. Although it is not the top one, its power is amazing enough.

If it is used by Fakong, almost no one can stop it.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the two took two steps back again, almost evenly matched.

"Awesome, awesome." Zhou Yang felt that Zhou Zixuan became stronger when facing a stronger opponent. This palm was Zhou Zixuan's extraordinary performance, which had surpassed his own cultivation.

Zhou Zixuan's eyes were shining, and his blood was boiling and surging, but he was not injured, but excited.

Tian Can Shen Zhang had an unyielding belief to make up for the flaws in the sky.

If the sky is not complete, I can make it up. If I am not missing, I can also make it up. I am not afraid of the flaws in the world.

He relied on a heroic spirit that soared to the sky, a fearless spirit, and a magnanimous and fearless momentum.

He inspired such momentum that he wanted to sacrifice his life and shed blood, and he was determined to defeat the opponent and himself at all costs.

All battles and wins and losses are fighting with oneself, fighting with one's own weakness, and making up for one's own gap.

Zhou Yang smiled and said, "Not bad, not bad, come again."

His eyes also lit up. It was rare to encounter such a well-matched palm technique. When he sparred with Xu Qingluo and Zhou Yuchuling, he mostly used sword techniques and rarely used palm techniques.

Even when he used palm techniques, they were mostly light and feminine, unpredictable and frightening, and he couldn't use all his strength.

Once he used too much strength, he would have no room for turning and changing his moves, and he would inevitably be defeated by them.

So he had to keep three points of strength in each palm strike, ready to change his moves and withdraw his palm at any time, and he had to divide it into three or four parts to retreat safely.

But it was different when he fought with Zhou Zixuan. He only needed to concentrate on the palm technique and try his best. His blood was boiling and he felt very happy.

The more he fought, the more he felt that he was in good shape and could continue to fight. Endless power surged in his body, and he wanted to roar to the sky.

Zhou Zixuan was also in this state.

Both of them had shining eyes, and each palm strike was exquisite and each move was grand.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."

The muffled sound continued to be heard, and the power of each palm was increasing, getting stronger and stronger. Later, Xu Qingluo and the other three could only retreat.

The clothes rustled, and the strong wind in the courtyard was like an angry tiger, roaring and screaming, shocking people's hearts.

They looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly. They didn't expect the two to fight like this, as if they were going to overwhelm them.

"This little Zhou is quite powerful." Chu Ling nodded gently: "He has made great progress, and Zhou Yang is the same."

Zhou Yang's cultivation is also advancing by leaps and bounds.

Both Zhous are making rapid progress, which makes them amazed and envious, and they can't help but feel itchy.

Xu Qingluo laughed: "Let's not be idle, let's show them some power!"

"Do it!" Chu Ling laughed.

Zhou Yu smiled and shook her head, and also rushed into the circle with them.

"Bang, bang, bang..." The muffled sound continued to be heard.

Zhou Zixuan and Zhou Yang were besieged by three women. Six white jade-like hands floated over them, making them tremble with fear.