"Five Emperors Fist!"
"Imitating what was created by the Five Emperors of the Ancestors, this is one of the top secrets of martial arts."
"It's so powerful. If it were used by that martial arts idiot Zhao Gujin, I'm afraid it would really have the power to destroy the heaven and the earth."
"This kind of combat power has reached the seventh level!"
Everyone was amazed. The scarred man in black was obviously a monster. With four consecutive punches, he also possessed a terrifying seventh level of power. In this era, he was definitely at the level of an invincible powerhouse.
The sky was burned brightly, the gorgeous red clouds were like the rising sun, and the waves of the Yin River formed a strange phenomenon in this desolate wilderness.
The power of the four punches interacted with each other, and they all hit the entrance to the restricted area as if Wan Yue was suppressing it.
"Clang"
The sound like morning bells and evening drums was continuous. Except for the low mountain, the mountains and rivers within a dozen miles were flattened. Sand and dust were everywhere, the earth was cracked, and a group of kings who were watching from a distance were shaken to the point of blood boiling.
"What a trick!" The man in black retreated a hundred feet before standing firm in the void. There were blood stains on his fists. The blow seemed to be evenly matched, because King Xiaochen almost lost his grip on the door panel and it took a lot of effort to catch it.
However, the man was actually shocked inside. Four punches was already his limit, yet there were actually strong men of the same level who could block it.
Opposite him, Jiang Xiaochen smiled, with a trace of unspeakable evilness on his delicate face.
"The first time I hit someone with a door panel, it didn't go well. I'm sorry, I didn't kill you with one blow. It was a waste of precious time for both of us."
"After all, my brother said that life is precious on the road to Huangquan, and every minute and second is very important. Next, I will send you down early to reunite with your parents' old friends."
After he finished speaking, he opened his mouth and took a breath. Amidst the terrifying howling of the wind, countless people discovered that the spiritual energy within a hundred miles radius had been swept away.
At this moment, Jiang Xiaochen showed the true power of the Yin God that he had transformed into!
The spiritual energy in his body rioted, and the energy that shook the world seemed to destroy the world. It seemed that the void could not bear him, and it kept twisting and collapsing.
Jiang Xiaochen just walked forward step by step, leaving a terrifying trail of collapse and shattering in the void.
Everyone's eyes widened, unable to understand this terrifying power.
The scarred man in black trembled even more, and opened his mouth, unable to say a single word. In the end, he could only grit his teeth and ignite a "Martial Arts" on his body. This is part of his cultivation path. The root of strength.
"boom!"
The martial intent soared into the sky, stirring up the clouds. At this moment, even the sky and the earth changed color, and the oppressive dark clouds seemed like a violent thunderstorm was approaching.
The man in black was covered in blood, and his body seemed unable to bear the violent power of his move.
"The pinnacle of martial arts can break the heavens and the ground, reverse the cycle of life and death, and conquer all enemies in the world. This punch will kill you!!!"
The man in black was so terrifying that it was unimaginable that many old antiques felt their scalps numb. As soon as he punched out, the whole world was enveloped in a chilling will, and all living beings felt a sense of annihilation.
This punch was so terrifying that it went beyond the understanding of many strong men. It was the pinnacle of combat power seen so far.
King Xiaochen is equally terrifying. With every step he takes, his aura is still increasing. He tramples hundreds of feet into the void, step by step, holding the entrance to the restricted area to kill powerful enemies.
There was a huge earthquake, a clash of forces, and even the Dharma was shattered.
A group of people were terrified and terrified. They stood in the distance and dared not make a sound. They just stared at the aftermath of the power that filled the sky as it dispersed.
The two sides of the battle were divided into left and right sides, and it was impossible to tell who would win and who would lose.
At this time, the man in black looked a little dazed, and his arms were shaking uncontrollably. This blow had consumed everything he had.
Numerous small cracks also appeared on King Xiaochen's body, and blood was flowing out of his body.
But then, he suddenly moved again and walked forward again. In the process, he opened his mouth and inhaled fiercely. Infinite spiritual energy and yin energy came from all directions. Strong power once again emerged from his originally dry body.
Everyone was stunned for a moment.
This is definitely a monster. After such a violent collision and a blow with all his strength, he can recover so quickly. No matter who bumps into such an opponent, he will feel trembling in his heart!
The man in black opened his mouth, looking desperate.
"Why! I gave everything to kill my own martial arts future with my own hands. Why can't I kill you, a living junior!?"
"You are really tenacious. I seem to have embarrassed my brother." Jiang Xiaochen condescendingly shook his head and knocked down a door panel. This time, the man in black could no longer stop him and turned into a pool of blood mist in the sky.
"My Lord, I can no longer serve you..."
As his aura dissipated, everyone present was shocked to realize that a figure with mysterious origins and incredible combat power had really died! ?
Some people think that he can even easily kill two sixth-level experts.
But such a character couldn't survive three moves in the hands of King Xiaochen?
How terrible this is!
"Fuck! King Xiaochen is so majestic~!" King Pingping shouted this sentence almost with a cry. The kings of the Nine Provinces were also so excited that their bodies were trembling. All the previous depression and humiliation were relieved at this moment.
At this time, Jiang Xiaochen did not stop, but took one step towards the horizon.
Lu Qi and Taoist Wangqing escaped desperately the moment they decided the winner.
The door panel was raised high, and a map of mountains and rivers flew over. Wherever it passed, the ten magic ways were extinguished, suppressing all the wonderful arts. Unfortunately, Jiang Xiaochen did not use any magic ways at all. He relied on the restricted area portal and his strength. physical body.
There was a loud noise, and a beautiful figure in a white dress was thrown back.
Lu Qi's trembling cry soon rang out from the horizon: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! I am not the same as them!"
"Although I'm not as smart as my brother, I'm not stupid either. The three of you are grabbing a king-level powerhouse and want to enter this short mountain to perform a blood sacrifice. Do you still want to quibble?"
Lu Qi was stunned and quickly explained: "What I have in my hand is my grandson!"
Unexpectedly, Jiang Xiaochen's voice became even colder: "For some external things, you can sacrifice even the flesh and blood of your closest relatives, worse than animals!"
"Ah..." Lu Qi realized that the other party might have misunderstood something, and he wanted to speak, but a huge door panel had fallen down, and he and his beloved grandson were smashed into pieces and turned into a rain of blood.
At this time, the Wangqing Taoist who hit the ground wiped the blood on his face, glanced at everyone in Jiuzhou viciously, and suddenly took out a half-open ancient painting. On it was a very beautiful woman with an extraordinary temperament. , just like the fairy in the legend.
What's weird is that the fairy's eyes in the painting are blood red, and it's clear that someone gouged her eyes out.
"Let me go! From now on I will never set foot in Kyushu again!" Taoist Wangqing held a picture of a beauty and spoke loudly. After the picture was stained with her blood, it gave off a very strange and terrifying feeling. The blood in the fairy's eyes The hole is redder.
"You are a native of Kyushu when you are born, and you are a ghost of Kyushu when you die. No one forces you to leave your hometown." Jiang Chen spoke very calmly: "I will bury my bones here today, and let the fallen leaves return to their roots."
"You are not afraid. Do you know what this is? This is something taken from Penglai Immortal Island. It is the real portrait of the immortal from that year. Once it is fully unfolded..."
Taoist Wangqing only said this, because the sky suddenly darkened, and a huge portal had fallen down. She could only grit her teeth, desperate, spit out a big mouthful of blood, and completely unfolded the beauty picture in her hand.
"Boom——" A magical power surged out, and even the entrance to the restricted area was directly blown away.
The whole temperament of Taoist Wangqing changed, with a sense of enlightenment from the world. All the injuries, dust, and dirt all over her body disappeared. She was pure and pure, and she appeared in the mortal world. She seemed to have turned into a banished immortal.
At this moment, everyone seemed not to be facing a supreme being, but a supreme being whose strength was incomparable. Horror and awe filled everyone's hearts.
"You forced me to do this!"
The voice of Taoist Wangqing was filled with hatred as thick as blood, even though she was now so powerful that it even frightened him, and she seemed to be able to wield thousands of magic ways like an arm.
However, all of this was achieved by burning herself. After this battle, she will also die.
"Go to hell!" She waved her hand to kill King Chen. She wanted him to be buried with him, but with a palm blast, Taoist Wangqing suddenly felt that the power of immortality in his body was retreating like a tide.
"what happened……"
She looked shocked and looked down. The beauty picture she was holding in her hand was nowhere to be found. When she looked up again, she saw a small black dragon holding the picture scroll in its mouth and approaching King Chen, wagging its tail flatteringly. .
"Dad, look, this fairy should be your type, right? Her appearance and figure are almost perfect. The most important thing is that both of her eyeballs have been gouged out and are still bleeding, adding a hint of horror. Dad, aren't you the best? One bite?”
"Guizi, that's your second uncle's preference. Are you mistaken?" Jiang Chen quickly denied it. With so many old antiques, reincarnations, and kings of the Nine Provinces present, including Sister Hong and City King, he couldn't I don’t want to be thought of as a pervert.
After saying that, he took the scroll from Tie Zhu's mouth very naturally: "I will help your second uncle keep it first, and then give it to him later."
