"Kaka..."
Chu Wangsun held the Soul Refining Furnace with his five fingers and continued to exert force. The Soul Refining Furnace began to deform, making an overwhelming cracking sound, and countless spider web-like cracks appeared on the Soul Refining Furnace.
From the cracks, black liquid flowed out.
The liquid was sinister and filthy. As it flowed down, it transformed into different figures and faces, including young children, octogenarians, beauties, ferocious figures, cries, laughter, begging for mercy, threats...
But the kings and grandsons of Chu all seemed to turn a blind eye. They were selfless in their hearts and did not see the turmoil in the world of mortals.
Finally, as a voice full of resentment and unwillingness came from the soul refining furnace, the entire soul refining furnace shattered.
"Buzz..."
In an instant, the situation changed, and a terrifying wave of air, centered on the king and grandson of Chu, spread to all sides with overwhelming force.
The sound rises and the surge surges.
The thick ground was lifted up;
The hard dead wood was uprooted;
The high-hanging blue sun is blown down by wind and rain;
At this moment, the world was turned upside down, the wind and rain were like darkness, and it was like the end of the world.
Only in the center of the air wave, stood a tall figure dressed in white Confucian robes, impervious to wind and rain, small but tough and powerful, like a rock in the rolling torrent, no matter how much the rain blew or the wind blew me away, I remained unmoved.
The roar lasted for more than ten breaths. When the sound stopped and the wind stopped, within a few miles, there was already a mess, the ground was overturned, and the trees were broken.
Only the grandson of the King of Chu, dressed in white as before, looked indifferent, as if nothing had happened. He stroked the dust on his sleeves, straightened his clothes, and was about to leave.
When it was over, I brushed off my clothes and found that my white clothes were still the same as those of an old friend. How chic and romantic.
Just as Chu Wangsun raised his foot half a step, he suddenly frowned and stretched out his hand to press it.
The seemingly unprovoked push sounded like thunder in an instant, and the ground under Chu Wangsun's feet swayed like water waves, calm but undercurrent.
The next moment, a person suddenly appeared in front of Chu Wangsun, and the hand that Chu Wangsun pressed in front of him was holding that person's fist.
"Who are you?"
Chu Wangsun asked, his voice still calm, as if the person in front of him was not the person who attacked him, but a strange and harmless passerby, without any ups and downs.
The man didn't speak. He raised and lowered his shoulders. It seemed like a simple movement, but it seemed like mountains were lifted up by one shoulder and then dropped by another shoulder. They were towering, heavy and unshakable.
The muscles of the arm that was pressed against the palm of Chu Wangsun were also loosening and tightening. When it was loose, it was like the sea and the river were clear, and the world was peaceful. When it was tight, it was like a murderous intention from the sky, like a dragon and a snake rising from the land.
"Snapped"
Just hearing the contact between the fist and the palm, there was another thunder.
Compared with the previous sound, this sound was shorter, but also louder.
The moment the sound rang out, the void around the two people buzzed and trembled, like a mirror, shattering inch by inch, and a strong wind suddenly rose.
There is wind and thunder close at hand, and the heaven and earth are hidden within a square inch.
Slowly, a look of surprise appeared on Chu Wangsun's face, and his arm slowly shrank back. Every time he shrank back an inch, the spotless white clothes on his arms were shattered.
Three inches later, the clothes on Chu Wangsun's arm were all torn to pieces, and his elbow was just on his chest.
"boom……"
Touching his chest with his elbow, it was like an immortal beating a heavenly drum, making loud sounds. The ground behind Chu Wangsun was like a wave hitting a rock, setting off a wave of soil more than ten feet high.
"Who asked you to come?"
The Prince of Chu, who seemed to have suffered a loss, still looked unchanged.
It's not that he's too proud, but that he has the confidence.
Because the person opposite him was only in the early stage of Tongxuan.
In his eyes, in the early stage of Tongxuan, there was no essential difference from the ants on the ground, they were just as weak and weak.
Therefore, he wanted to know, for a person in the early stage of Tongxuan, who had the courage to attack him?
Have you had enough?
Or is there someone behind the scenes?
The second possibility is obviously bigger. It is obviously impossible for someone who can use such exquisite boxing skills in the early stage of Tongxuan to master Wuming.
So, he wants to know, who is the person behind the other party?
He came to Beiyou this time for the inheritance of the Demon Lord. He could not be said to be low-key along the way, but he was definitely not high-profile. Why did someone want to kill him as soon as he came to Beiyou?
Therefore, he did not continue to ask about the other party's life or the purpose of coming, but he asked who was the person behind the other party?
But what answered him was an oncoming fist.
Chu Wangsun frowned, put his middle finger and index finger together, as straight as a ruler, and struck the opponent's fist.
It seems to be just a simple knock, but there are rules and sacred rhymes everywhere, as if a saint is preaching, teaching, and educating his students.
The finger is a ruler, a rule, and the words of a sage.
As a disciple, naturally I can only bow my head and listen.
Therefore, this move is called "obeying the rules", following the rules and regulations, which is also the etiquette of disciples.
When dancing, the momentum is restrained, the mind is restrained, and the energy is gone. Just like a disciple of a master, he should bow his head and not dare to make any difference.
I saw that fist, which was initially majestic and extremely fast, but gradually became gentler and slower.
Without edge and speed, like a tiger without teeth, can it kill people?
The answer, of course, is no.
Therefore, Chu Wangsun's fingers easily hit the opponent's fist.
The man grunted, his arms cracked, as if his muscles and bones were shattered, his face turned clear and white, blood spurted out from his seven orifices, his legs were knee-deep into the ground, and there were thunderous sounds under the ground.
Chu Wangsun was a little surprised. He knew the power of his own finger. Under the force, the opponent's fist force, fist intention, and energy would be suppressed and weakened to the extreme. The power was greatly reduced, and his overall strength was very low. Save one.
Therefore, under his finger, few people, even those in the same realm, can stop him, let alone a person in the early stage of Tongxuan.
Unexpectedly, the person in front of him actually blocked it.
However, that’s as far as it goes.
His finger also broke the opponent's hand bones and shocked the opponent's internal organs, making the opponent unable to fight anymore.
But the next moment, Chu Wangsun noticed something was wrong. The moment the man's legs were submerged into the ground, the five fingers of his fist suddenly released, and his wrist turned in a circle. During the turning process, a series of dense and crisp crackling sounds sounded in the arm. , like a string of lit firecrackers.
Then, the opponent's five fingers clasped his wrist.
Immediately, a huge force came from his arm. With his strength, he was staggered and fell towards the opponent.
At the same time, the opponent's body also leaned forward and rushed toward him.
From a distance, it looks like a pair of close friends who have not seen each other for many years meet again by chance and express their joy by hugging each other.
However, what seems like a beautiful picture is actually an undercurrent.
A trace of anger finally appeared on Chu Wangsun's calm face. He knew that he had been fooled, or that he had underestimated the opponent's strength.
The state shown by the other party was in the early stage of Tongxuan. Although the punch of Feng Lei just close to him was a perfect combination of power, energy, and fist intention, which was quite amazing, it was only equivalent to a full-strength blow from a warrior in the middle stage of Tongxuan. In terms of poetry, it is as amazing as a three-year-old child can write poetry, but it only goes so far.
But now the power contained in this pull room clearly told him that the opponent was hiding his strength and that the opponent was not in the early stage of Tongxuan at all, but in the late stage of Tongxuan.
And the opponent is not an ordinary late-stage Tongxuan warrior, but a late-stage Tongxuan body-refining warrior.
Being approached by a body-refining warrior is a dangerous thing for anyone.
Even though the other party is in the late stage of Tongxuan, and he is a half-step master with both Confucianism and Wushu cultivation, he had withstood Pei Qiansui's Yin Shen self-destruction before, and later used his own power to calm down the resurgence of the Impermanence Artifact, which consumed a lot of money, so , he also felt a hint of danger.
Therefore, he got angry.
