silence!
Deathly silence.
In front of the Xiayi Gate, on the open plains for dozens of miles, except for the constant whistling of the air, not a single sound could be heard.
No one could have imagined that this disciple of the Six Hells Demon Lord, the Holy Son of the Six Hells who had successively killed many masters who had been famous for decades, could be defeated so easily with a single palm.
For a time, even many top masters on the Earth Ranking lost their voices and were shocked.
They have practiced martial arts for many years, their Qi veins have been condensed, and they naturally have good eyesight.
Feng Qingxuan's sword strike, no matter the angle, energy, momentum, or intention, was extremely wonderful. If it were any one of them, facing this sword, they would have the only way to retreat.
Retreat, then dodge, and wait for the opportunity by wandering to have a chance of victory.
To destroy the continuous river of sword light head-on, it would take such terrifying power that their scalps would go numb just thinking about it.
"That palm..."
Yun Haitian's eyes narrowed.
Only a few people present could see what happened at that moment, and naturally he was among them.
He knew clearly that An Qisheng, the blood demon who was second on the Earth Ranking, just stepped down and tens of feet in radius had been reduced to ruins. With that one step, the invisible energy stirred up by a pure physical force was disrupted. Feng Qingxuan's breath.
And the palm that followed didn't seem to have any subtlety, but in fact it was all-encompassing and contained an extremely strong will.
Under that palm, the air flow seemed to be expelled and turned into complete nothingness.
Therefore, he was able to break into Feng Qingxuan's knife network that was criss-crossed and had no flaws.
This kind of power is no longer something Qi Mai can possess.
Even if he tried his best, he might not be able to achieve this effect.
What's more important is that his physique is so strong that it is inhuman, and he can actually smash the sharp sword light.
By moving his body with his palm, he was able to cross dozens of feet of continuous sword net, and a single palm hit Feng Qingxuan hard.
Even he cannot do this.
The Demon Sword Slash is a very famous method of breaking Qi in the world. If he had done this, he would have been pierced through the Qi and would have been seriously injured even if he had not died.
"Ho~ho~"
In the dust, Feng Qingxuan faced up to the sky, and a large mouthful of blood poured into his trachea.
His heart was filled with infinite unwillingness.
He practices the Heart Sutra of Fighting Demons, Demon Sword Slash, Demon Realm Infinity and other supreme magical skills of the Six Hell Demon Sect, and is known as the number one genius of the contemporary Holy Sect.
He had been in seclusion for many years. At the time when the dragon was soaring from the abyss, he was about to ascend to the divine veins, achieve great martial arts, and become famous all over the world.
How could he be so strong?
How could it be so strong?
Feng Qingxuan was filled with reluctance. His energy was extremely powerful, and it was impossible for any energy warrior to break his energy network. This was what his master Pang Wanyang said personally.
But the old Taoist priest shattered his Qi, Qi, muscles, bones, organs and internal organs with just one palm.
Is this Qi Meridian? ! ! !
"puff!"
The endless reluctance finally fell silent. His already collapsed chest collapsed, and his last breath spurted out of his throat, spraying little drops of blood in the dust in the sky.
The vigorous vitality of the great Qi vessels fell into complete silence among the earth and stone dust that fell like rain.
Until the moment of death, he could not even utter a single word.
"Feng Qingxuan..."
Looking at the several-foot-long ruins not far away that all sank three feet away, Wushuang's body trembled, and his heart felt cold.
She had imagined the scene after Feng Qingxuan's death many times, but she never expected that she would not feel any excitement or joy after his death.
Instead, it was completely cold to the bone.
Because, from the beginning to the end, there was a strong and murderous aura that locked her tightly.
This murderous intention was so strong, it was like being surrounded by seawater on all sides after falling into the sea, making it impossible for her to breathe.
No, after the Qi veins are condensed, there is absolutely no possibility of suffocation even if you fall into the deep sea.
But at this moment, she really felt suffocated.
It was as if there was an invisible big hand of fear, tightly grasping her body and mind.
"Senior..."
Wushuang's flawless face turned whiter and whiter, and her delicate forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
Under An Qisheng's lowered gaze, she felt trembling.
Just like facing those powerful men with divine veins in the sect.
She didn't dare to run away. In front of such a being, the distance of more than a hundred feet was no different than face to face. The only possibility of escaping was to die faster.
At this time, she was filled with regret.
"The Soul Seizing Technique is used well."
In the breeze, An Qisheng spoke calmly, without any emotion in his eyes.
"Senior, I am aware that this junior does not know that Daxia Yun has an old relationship with you..."
Wushuang turned her face slightly, and her veil went away with the wind, revealing her flawless and beautiful face:
"This junior is willing to help Master Yun unlock this soul-stealing technique..."
Breathing stagnated all around.
The people in the martial arts world looked at that beautiful face and felt their hearts tingle.
There is a kind of person who makes people unconsciously soft-hearted even in a life-and-death struggle.
This kind of person is called Wushuang.
Her face is exquisite, her facial features are all beautiful, and her every frown and smile are captivating.
At this time, he is about to cry, which is the most arousing man's protective desire.
Whether young or old.
Feeling the killing intent receding like a tide, Wushuang just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard a calm voice ringing in his ears:
"No need."
What?
Wushuang's heart was shocked. He raised his eyebrows and saw that the old Taoist priest stepped forward and pinched the air with his five fingers.
Buzz~
As his five fingers flicked, ripples visible to the naked eye spread.
At this moment, the void in front of him seemed to be pinched by that palm.
Then, as the strong wind roared, An Qisheng swept hundreds of feet across, pulling out a giant dragon of air waves mixed with billowing mud and smoke behind him.
"No one can unlock the soul-stealing technique except me!"
Wushuang let out a soft whistle, and at the same time touched his slender jade arms around his waist. Among the people in red clothes, a long sword flicked like a dragon, waving the sword shadow all over the sky.
retreat!
Retreat violently!
After witnessing Feng Qingxuan's miserable appearance, she had absolutely no idea of facing the enemy head-on.
But the strong wind roared, hundreds of feet came in an instant, and the billowing wind had already blown up the sleeves of her red dress.
Zhengzhengzheng~~~
The dagger groaned softly, flickering and extinguishing in the rolling wind. It seemed that just for a moment, the void in front of him was filled with the shadow of the sword.
At this moment, she had absolutely no hidden thoughts.
The true energy spreads out, like thousands of invisible energy swords crisscrossing the heavy air currents.
Under the sword light like rain, Wushuang's figure moved and shifted, pulling out shadows.
Her speed was not unsatisfactory, and she was already a hundred feet away in an instant, and the void a hundred feet in front of her was filled with the light and shadow of her sword.
Like forest and prison!
But the next moment, her pupils shrank.
The old Taoist priest had already crossed over with the force of wind and thunder, and his speed seemed to leave a string of illusory figures behind him.
I saw his arm pushing horizontally, and the infinite air waves rolled and exploded, penetrating the sword shadow of a hundred feet like a forest.
The airflow outside his body roared like a ruffled wind, like the sea crashing with waves. The shadows of swords capable of cutting through gold and jade were blown away by bursts of bursting air waves before they even touched his body. scattered.
Then, the palm, which was as crystal clear as jade and contained extremely terrifying power, was slapped heavily from top to bottom.
boom!
With a slap of the palm, it was like an ancient elephant swinging its arm, and like a majestic mountain moving in. From a distance of more than ten feet, the violent air waves roared shrilly, as if the space had been shattered by this palm.
A ferocious mess!
This palm slap down is enough to knock down a city wall, let alone a mortal body!
Under the violent turbulence of the air, Wushuang's flawless face was distorted.
"ah!"
Under the extremely terrifying murderous intention, she let out a long roar, and her body turned from extreme retreat to extreme advance in an instant!
The light on a short sword was about ten feet long, like a spear, piercing An Qisheng's hand that was striking down horizontally.
At the same time, she touched her left hand from behind again, and when she came out again, she was already holding a red golden egg the size of a goose egg.
"Chi Lian Po Qi Needle!"
In front of the Chivalry Gate, Yun Haitian swayed, his true energy surged, and his voice pierced through the heavy air currents like an arrow:
"Brother, be careful!"
But even if he induces the vomiting of the true energy to transmit the sound into the secret, it can't be faster than Wushuang pressing the hidden weapon.
"die!"
Wushuang gritted his silver teeth and pressed the Chilian Po Qi Needle in his hand.
The Chilian Pulse Breaking Needle is a real killer weapon.
Even someone as strong as Yun Haitian would be seriously injured even if he took one hit!
The old Taoist priest came rushing towards him at such a high speed that there was absolutely no way he could dodge the Chilian Pulse Breaking Needle at such a distance!
And unlike the Chi Lian Pulse Breaking Needle she handed to Yun Dongliu, the one in her hand far surpassed it in terms of quality and power, and it was also filled with Chi Lian's strange poison!
Once hit, even the Qi pulse will be killed immediately!
Click~
As soon as the golden egg cracked, the silver light burst out instantly.
Thousands of silver needles burst out with bright virtue in an instant, blooming like a lotus between the two people.
Boo hoo hoo hoo~~~
Countless sounds of breaking Qi resounded through the sky, shrouding An Qisheng in the pale eyes of many onlookers in the martial arts world.
When~
The moment the hidden weapon burst out, the dagger in Wushuang's palm was completely broken under that palm.
But she gritted her teeth without any effort to release any force, and with all the force of the meal, she spurted out blood and flew dozens of feet backwards, trying to escape.
The expressions of all the martial arts people changed, but it was too late to pursue him now!
suck!
But at this moment, a huge intake of breath sounded in the field.
What?
Wushuang, who had not yet fallen from the air, felt a sudden surge in his heart, and he couldn't help but inflate his energy, and looked back.
Under the silver light that filled the sky, the old Taoist priest suddenly let out a sound of inhalation that seemed long but was actually extremely short.
One-tenth of that inhalation takes less than a snap of the fingers, but the effect produced is extremely terrifying.
The airflow with a radius of ten feet was like a real water flow, rushing toward him.
The red-trained pulse-breaking needles in the sky were suddenly blown!
Under the silver light in the sky, An Qisheng took a deep breath, then opened his mouth and spit it out.
The condensation of the five internal organs and meridians not only greatly increased his qi and blood, pushing his body beyond its original limits, but also caused incredible transformations in his internal organs!
Yes, transformation!
For example, exhale like thunder!
boom!
Empty with a loud bang!
The airflow that had been compressed to the limit exploded the moment it was spit out by An Qisheng.
It was like a level 12 gust of wind was confined to a few feet and then exploded.
At a time when Wu Shuang's complexion changed drastically.
The silver needles that filled the sky were blown upside down and flew back faster than when they were shot out.
"No!"
There was an unwilling and miserable scream.
Thousands of silver needles shot through the air, penetrated Wushuang's gush of true energy, and sank into her body.
The next scene was a scene that made everyone who saw this scene feel numb.
I saw that in the roar of the air, the graceful body in the red dress seemed to suddenly begin to melt!
Flesh, muscles, bones, internal organs, fur!
Everything is melting!
Before it hit the ground, that infinitely beautiful body, like a creation of heaven, turned into a pool of smelly yellow-green liquid!
Puff puff puff~
When the liquid fell to the ground, the vegetation within ten feet suddenly withered, and the land melted, sinking several feet together, leaving a deep pit with a radius of more than ten feet!
And that disgusting stench that lingers in the wind!
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