This punch was so fierce and powerful that the other six disciples under the ring were frightened.
They all just felt that if it was them who met Xu Taiping before, there would be no chance of winning.
"boom……"
But when Xu Taiping raised his hand again, ready to throw the last one hundred and eighty punch, the one hundred and seven punches just now were suddenly forgotten by everyone.
Because, Xu Taiping just raised his fist, and the turbulent fist force suddenly rolled up a violent wave of air on the ring.
All the disciples of the mountain sect on Yunlou were all shocked.
There may be many among them who can throw a more powerful and powerful punch than Xu Taiping, but this does not prevent him from being frightened by Xu Taiping's punch at this time.
Because, they smelled something extreme in the young man's punch.
The ultimate state of body refining, the ultimate state of Qingniu Fist, and the ultimate state of Bailinggu.
The monks who have truly stepped onto the threshold of spiritual practice know very well that once anyone reaches the extreme in something, the next step will either fall back to the bottom or break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly.
"I once heard Master say that with talents such as Xuan Gu and Bai Gu, only by practicing the skills and techniques that one can master to the pinnacle can one open a path to the sky for one's own cultivation path."
When she saw Xu Taiping preparing to throw his last punch, Xu Ziyan on the Yunlou suddenly remembered what her master had said to him.
She always thought that this was a casual word of comfort that the master said to encourage her with Xuan Gu's talent.
But at this moment, she suddenly felt that those words might not be comforting words. It was most likely because the master had met someone like the young man in front of her before, so she said that.
"Climb to the top and reach the ultimate realm..."
Suddenly, Xu Ziyan's body began to tremble with excitement inexplicably, just to see the legendary peak.
"Xu Taiping, that's enough!"
But at this moment.
From the largest cloud building opposite, the leader's cold but coercive voice suddenly sounded.
Obviously, even if Ye Xuan was defeated at this moment, he still didn't want Qingxuan Sect to lose a disciple with a golden spirit bone.
But Xu Taiping didn't want to obey orders.
He saw the hatred and murderous intention towards him in Ye Xuan's eyes.
The two of them had never met before, yet they both had such strong murderous intent towards him. After this competition, the two of them would definitely be in a fight to the death.
Moreover, although he did not believe in cause and effect, he smelled the smell of "destined enemy" from Ye Xuan in front of him.
More importantly, he vaguely felt that this last punch was very important to him.
He believed that as long as he threw this punch, his understanding of Qingniu Fist and the path of cultivation would climb to a new mountain, and he would even be able to touch the extreme state that Sister Lingyue said.
On the contrary, if you can't throw this punch.
Then his Taoist heart must be dusty, and he may even be unable to recover from it.
Naturally, he was unwilling to take such a risk. After all, he still had a long way to go.
"Losing your heart, losing everything."
"People can humiliate me and bully me, but they cannot allow them to damage my true nature."
"What a big deal. I don't want to be an inner disciple anymore, and I don't want to be a member of the Qingxuan Sect anymore."
As thoughts quickly flashed through Xu Taiping's mind, Xu Taiping's heart became more determined, his fist intention became more condensed, and his fist power became more powerful.
It was like some kind of shackles had been lifted.
"Rumble..."
Amidst the explosion of Qi, Xu Taiping suddenly opened acupuncture points all over his body, mobilized all the blood and energy in his body, circulated all the true energy in the sea of Qi, and used all his strength to punch Ye Xuan.
"You are presumptuous!"
And at the moment when his punch landed, a sword clang sounded in the sky above Zhenjian Ping, followed by a sharp flying sword that burst through the air and blocked Ye Xuan's head.
The huge and majestic pressure in the flying sword was like a fierce sap, hitting Xu Taiping's chest hard, causing his blood to flow backwards, making his breath surge, and making his muscles and bones crack. .
But even so, Xu Taiping's eyes were still firm and his fists were still steady.
For him at this moment, it no longer mattered whether it was Ye Xuan or Feijian who was standing in front of him.
He just wanted to throw this punch and smash everything he could see in front of him.
Immediately, without any hesitation, his fist hit the bright flying sword that was blocking Ye Xuan.
"boom!!!……"
A harsh metal trembling sound mixed with the sound of an air explosion pierced everyone's ears like a sharp needle.
Some monks with low cultivation levels, such as the outer disciples under the ring, were even shocked by the sound, causing their ears to bleed and they fainted.
Xu Taiping's situation was even worse.
Even the punch he threw out with all his strength in the form of a herd of cattle only made the leader's flying sword tremble.
The repulsive force on the flying sword, as well as the cold sword intent pouring out from the flying sword, shattered his Xuanbing armor almost instantly, and then tore the skin and flesh on his arm, exposing the blue tendons. , white bones, and dark red blood.
Then, a huge impact knocked Xu Taiping upside down.
"boom!"
His body fell heavily to the edge of the ring.
"puff!……"
Xu Taiping was lying on the ground vomiting blood.
He could feel that the sword energy on the flying sword had invaded his internal organs. If he hadn't been training his body desperately in the past two years, he would have turned into a pile of minced meat at this moment.
But Xu Taiping, who was lying on the ground at the moment, had a smile on his lips.
Because the sound of his fist hitting the flying sword just now was even more beautiful to his ears than the fairy sound.
It felt like the young antelope leaping over the mountain stream for the first time, the waves rising when the rivers merged into the sea, and the last hammer of the Emperor of Heaven when he forged the divine weapon.
Guided by this collision sound like fairy music, he found a narrow but bright path forward in his foggy fairy road.
Walking along this road, he even saw a mountain peak in a daze, a mountain towering into the clouds, a mountain named Tiandao.
Although he was still like an ant at the foot of the mountain.
But anyway, he saw it.
Like those who are born with spiritual bones and can see this mountain from birth, he saw it.
"As a mere mortal, can I finally see that mountain like these people?"
Xu Taiping laughed again.
"Grandpa, the scenery on that mountain must be very good. Grandson, I will definitely go up there for you and have a look."
Xu Taiping wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and muttered to himself.
With his eyes full of hope, he struggled to get up with one hand.
