Chen Xixiang’s last punch!
Taixu Tower!
Take this, today’s battle is finally over.
If you can't take it, you will die here.
boom!
At this moment, Meng Zanglong and Zhu Yi's whole bodies were shaking with momentum, as if thunder was exploding around them.
He punched over and occupied all the space in front of them.
The flesh and blood of the two of them were shaking, and before their fists were struck, the wind caused by the fists caused the dust, sand, bluestone, and airflow in front of them to shake, explode, and be obliterated.
Fierce and terrifying! Dominate the world!
Meng Zanglong let out a loud roar, and blood spurted out from his eyes.
"The demon is disintegrated!"
Under this punch, the blood and true energy in the meridians all over his body flowed backwards, suddenly erupting with extremely terrifying energy. This was the last trick in the Demon Sect, sacrificing his life force as a way to sink the boat. The final explosion!
Woohoo~~
At this moment, all the blood energy in his body formed two blood beams on his arms, and they shot up hard!
"Saint King Mahamudra!"
On the other side, Zhu Yi gritted his teeth in his heart, and his momentum suddenly changed. His self-created innate Yi Gong Qi transformed into an extremely simple and vicissitudes of Qi.
In an instant, Zhu Yi seemed to be born into an ancient emperor with a crown, a saint inside and a king outside, with a domineering and elegant temperament!
It was surprising that his family had excellent martial arts skills, and he originally planned not to use them in this life, but to use his own abilities to create a peerless immortal skill that was better than his father's. However, in the face of Chen Xixiang's punch, He had no choice but to tear open this heavy seal, and he could only use the more powerful skills of Zhu's "Holy King Qi Diagram" to resist!
A majestic big handprint with a vicissitude of artistic conception met Chen Xixiang's big handprint!
this moment.
The two of them fought with their lives!
The moment of contact!
Chen Xixiang's fist was more than a foot long, and he punched directly in!
boom! ! !
Within a radius of a hundred feet, all light, color, and smell were covered by the fluctuations generated by the strength of the three people at this moment.
There was a loud bang like the beginning of the world.
Click! Click! Click!
Then, dense cracks appeared in the earth, and they all collapsed.
The body-protecting energy of the two people was instantly wiped out.
boom!
Zhu Yi's big handprint was penetrated and he was knocked flying a hundred feet away!
Stab!
Meng Zanglong's demon disintegrated and the blood gang was torn apart!
His two arms melted from his body, evaporated, and then his body flew out like a cannonball!
The sky is filled with smoke and dust.
Everyone who witnessed the power of this last punch felt their whole bodies go cold, and the emotion of shock and fear descended from their heads to their bones.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Meng Zanglong lost both arms and was smashed into a deep pit. Blood mist erupted all over his body, and his miserable laughter spread across the sky:
"I didn't expect that Meng Zanglong would be defeated so miserably today!"
The other side.
Zhu Yi, who used the unsealed Holy King's Qi to withstand most of Chen Xixiang's punch, was injured slightly better than Meng Zanglong, but it was still seriously injured. He coughed and vomited out fragments of internal organs:
"Cough cough... cough cough..."
Zhu Yi lowered his head sadly:
"Today, I am completely convinced of my defeat!"
In that last punch, even though he used the Holy King's true energy, he was still injured to this level.
far away.
Tie Xiaoshi, Ouyang Ke, Feng Yizhong and others were even more silent in their hearts.
Phew~~
Chen Xixiang's clothes were fluttering, his eyes lowered, and fell on the two people who took his fist at a great cost:
"If you're not dead, it means you're pretty good."
Zhu Yi gave out a bitter smile.
It turns out that in your eyes, there is a difference between us being able to be beaten to death by you, or not being beaten to death.
After Chen Xixiang struck the last punch, he looked at Feng Yizhong and others, his eyes were dull, and he stood with his hands behind his back:
"Today's discussion of swords in Luoyang is all about that sword. Now that you are all here, anyone who wants to get that sword can come up. You only need to defeat Pindao to get the sword. , from now on, the world will recognize which one of you that knife belongs to!"
As soon as this passage came out.
There was deathly silence in the White Horse Temple.
No one dared to answer.
Everyone looked at each other, and what they saw in each other's eyes was a mixture of bitter smiles and fear.
"Even people like Meng Zanglong, Zhu Gongzi, and Jin Jiuwu have all been defeated by Zhenren. Who among us can get that knife?"
After he spoke, Tie Xiaoshi, Ouyang Ke and others all smiled helplessly and said:
"How can I be a real opponent? This knife..."
Feng Yizhong took a long breath on the spot, his voice filled with awe:
"This knife belongs to a real person!"
Zhu Yi was panting not far away, and at this time he also spoke in a low tone:
"Brother Chen Dao, after today's battle, will be like Wang Chongyang back then, and his reputation will be spread throughout the world."
One person defeated the genius of the Three Kingdoms, took the lead, and was invincible to the younger generation.
Tie Xiaoshi also wanted to come to Luoyang to discuss swordsmanship and gain a reputation equal to that of Bei Bei, and even better than his predecessor Hong Qigong.
He looked up to the sky and said:
"In the debate on swordsmanship in Mount Huashan, there were five senior masters: Dongxie, Xidu, Nandi, Beibei, and Zhongshentong."
"After today, four people will appear."
The four top masters of the young generation.
road! magic! Confucianism! Demon!
The Taoist ranks first, and the remaining three people may not be as famous as him.
Ouyang Ke, Feng Yizhong and others were all chanting the names of these people in their hearts, and they all felt that it was an honor to be able to participate in witnessing the rise of these four young people in the world, but they were also a little sad.
Because they are destined that medicine will become a foil.
The center of the earth.
Phew~
Chen Xixiang took out a breath and said to himself:
"Zhou Fuyin, after this battle, we will be clean."
To be honest, everyone, including him, came here for the "Illustrated Book of the God of War" in the thick-backed sword.
Just because he was a member of the Taoist sect and took advantage of his status, he got it first.
But there are also corresponding responsibilities and obligations.
After taking this thick-backed knife, we must help Zhou Zaoxing deal with the bloody storm caused by this knife in Luoyang. Every drink and peck has to be paid, and we can't just throw away the wolf with empty hands.
Fortunately.
Chen Xixiang did it completely.
He single-handedly suppressed all the martial arts people who were attracted by the thick-backed sword, and nipped in the cradle the casualties and chaos that would have arisen from the fight for the thick-backed sword.
At the minimum cost, the people of Luoyang and the city of Luoyang were saved a peaceful life.
If we really want to talk about the cost of the damage caused, then Meng Zanglong lost a pair of arms, and the White Horse Temple was destroyed by a kind of martial arts person.
But the reason why Chen Xixiang chose the White Horse Temple instead of other places was because Taoism and Buddhism were inconsistent and he damaged buildings in other places. He might feel guilty about it, but he would feel guilty if he knocked down some Buddha statues and desecrated some Buddhist temples. There is no psychological burden at all.
Chen Xixiang glanced:
"Well, Jin Jiuwu ran very fast!"
His eyes fell to the place where Jin Jiuwu was punched out just now, and he found that Jin Jiuwu had disappeared.
But suddenly, he felt something:
"Wait a minute, he was rescued by Qin Mengyao..."
Chen Xixiang had just been concentrating on fighting Zhu Yi and Meng Zanglong, his mind was flawless, so he didn't pay much attention to when Jin Jiuwu left, but now he carefully captured the blood stains that Jin Jiuwu left behind, and he immediately discovered He smelled Qin Mengyao's breath.
"Okay, I originally planned to have a final reckoning with you, this woman, before returning to Qingcheng. If you don't show up, it would be hard for me to find you, but you appear in front of me again and again, and I won't completely wipe you out. Killing, it seems that I condone you."
So, Chen Xixiang immediately glanced at him and said:
"Since you all have no objections to the ownership of this sword, please leave Luoyang City as soon as possible and do not stay or cause trouble in Luoyang. Otherwise, if I hear about it, I will inevitably have a good chat with you."
One word fell.
Chen Xixiang directly used the power of ghosts and immortals to lift himself up and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.
"this!"
"flight?!"
"The real person turned out to be in the realm of immortals, no wonder..."
Tie Xiaoshi and others were all shocked and speechless by the sight of Chen Xixiang flying away from here.
Even Zhu Yi's face trembled:
"Where does this person's practice system come from..."
He couldn't deny that Chen Xixiang's boxing skills were extremely domineering and unimaginably powerful. However, he knew that Chen Xixiang's cultivation level was not at the level of a human being after he had fought against him.
But he can fly...
Obviously, it comes from his weird "Dharma Appearance" ability.
But even after traveling around the world, Zhu Yi has never seen such an ability.
It seems that it does not belong to this world at all.
After Chen Xixiang said hello and left.
Zhu Yi glanced at Meng Zanglong, went over to help him up, and sighed:
"Brother Meng, if you don't mind, I'll send you off."
Although Meng Zanglong has lost his arms and his blood and essence have been consumed too much, as a descendant of the demon leader Rahu, he is a powerful and powerful person in the thirteenth realm. It's just a matter of time to reattach a dragon's arm and regenerate a severed limb.
"Thank you."
There was a trace of bitterness on Meng Zanglong's face.
Afterwards, everyone here began to leave one after another, announcing the end of the sword discussion conference.
In the end, only the old abbot who was crying without tears was left, standing on the ruins several miles away, looking at the sky and clasping his hands:
"Buddha, when will you appear? Please save Buddha. We are so pitiful that anyone can bully us."
………………
Chen Xixiang lifted his body and flew dozens of miles away from the White Horse Temple, and found a cave at random to ensure that no one would find him.
Immediately, a drop of green blood floated in his hand.
This is where Jin Jiuwu was scattered just now.
It has the aura of Jin Jiuwu.
Chen Xixiang used his spiritual perception in the air to capture the fluctuations of the breath.
As long as he didn't escape too far, he could sense the general direction.
After sensing Jin Jiuwu's direction, he naturally knew the location of Qin Mengyao who had rescued him.
After three breaths.
"North..."
Chen Xixiang muttered to himself.
As he muttered to himself, he closed his eyes.
Zheng~~~
A ray of sword light quickly roared out of the cave at a speed invisible to the naked eye. The sword energy tore through the sky, bringing out a terrifying sonic boom as it flew away.
Here we go, flying sword to kill the fairy!
