"boom!"
In response to Du Ziyin, Xu Taiping just took a step forward, and then faced Du Ziyin in a thunderous fist stance.
"You are asking for death!"
Du Ziyin snorted coldly, then suddenly held the immortal weapon in his hand to melt gold, and stabbed Xu Taiping downwards with his sword.
"boom!"
Amidst the ear-splitting sound of Qi explosions, hundreds of flying swords turned into sword energy flames, like raindrops, "falled" towards Xu Taiping below under the guidance of the long sword in Du Ziyin's hand.
"boom!"
Facing this sword, Xu Taiping, who had already opened his fist, had his energy and blood surge again. At the same time, his two arms also changed into purple gold in an instant.
That's right, he used his own blood to temper these two arms to the Golden Spirit Realm.
According to Fairy Lingyue's memories, in the memories that Emperor Xuanhuang used to tamper with the Forgetting Talisman for them, neither the "Rusty Lion" master who finally reached the top nor the other monks who entered the Xuanhuang Tower had ever used blood energy. The art of body tempering.
In other words, Emperor Xuanhuang erased the memories related to the blood tempering technique from the minds of all the monks except Xu Taiping.
According to Fairy Lingyue, this should be regarded as a great gift from Emperor Xuanhuang.
Because after erasing this memory, no one knows that the monks outside the tower can practice the method of tempering the body with blood. At the same time, no one knows that the realm of tempering the body with blood can break through the purple gold realm to the realm of innocence, and finally enter the lower realm of tempering the body with blood. level one.
In this way, the method of tempering the body with blood energy can become Xu Taiping's trump card.
"boom!……"
After tempering his arms to the golden essence state, Xu Taiping punched out against the rain of swords in the sky.
Just like before, the moment the fist was extended, hundreds of fist shadows suddenly appeared, and then they all hit the rain of swords in the sky.
"boom!--"
In the huge collision mixed with thunder, Xu Taiping smashed hundreds of sword shadows with one punch.
But even so, there were still dozens of sword shadows guarding Du Ziyin.
After he was slightly shaken by Xu Taiping's punch, he once again stabbed Xu Taiping with the remaining dozens of sword shadows.
The power of the sword has not diminished at all.
Seeing this scene, Dugu Qingxiao frowned and shook his head:
"With the help of the immortal soldiers melting gold, the sword energy that Du Ziyin can mobilize is far higher than that of swordsmen at the same level. No matter how powerful the Taiping Great Sage Fist is, it will never be able to punch faster. The speed at which Du Ziyin drew his sword."
Not only him, but most of the monks watching the battle at this moment thought so.
For example, Mu Yun and others from Guangling Pavilion in Juemingtian.
"It's too late for Xu Taiping to change his moves at this time. He is afraid that he will have to rely on his physical strength to absorb Du Ziyin's sword."
Mu Yun murmured with worry when he saw Du Ziyin withstand Xu Taiping's fist and continue stabbing Xu Taiping with his sword without losing any strength.
"boom!"
Just as Mu Yun finished speaking, he heard a violent explosion of air coming from the spiritual mirror in front of him.
Immediately afterwards, the pupils of Mu Yun, Ji Ye and Mu Yuchen dilated.
In the spiritual mirror, just as Du Ziyin was stabbing down with dozens of swords, Xu Taiping had opened his fists again and punched Du Ziyin's sword. .
"boom!"
In the huge collision sound with the sound of shattering gold and stone, the sword shadow condensed with flaming sword energy in front of Du Ziyin was completely smashed by Xu Taiping's punch.
This scene made Mu Yun and others look horrified.
Because under normal circumstances, when a martial artist performs a decisive move, it often takes time to accumulate punches and energy.
But at this moment, Xu Taiping's punch overturned the common sense in his mind and made the impossible become a reality.
"Zheng!"
At this time, a sword sound came from the spiritual mirror, waking up everyone watching the battle.
"It's not over yet!"
Following a roar, everyone took a closer look and saw Du Ziyin in the spiritual mirror suddenly pouring all his true energy into the molten gold of the fairy sword.
"boom!"
In an instant, the flame-like sword energy once again surged out from the molten gold of the fairy sword, covering Du Ziyin's entire body from top to bottom.
Immediately, Du Ziyin, who was surrounded by the flaming sword energy, roared one word from his mouth with a ferocious face - "Death!"
"Roar!……"
At the moment when the word "death" was spoken, accompanied by a roaring sound, Du Ziyin and the molten gold flying sword in his hand merged into one, and finally turned into a giant tiger condensed from the flaming sword energy. , swallowed Xu Taiping in one gulp.
"boom!"
But in the blink of an eye, the giant flaming tiger that had just swallowed Xu Taiping burst open, leaving Du Ziyin alone to push the molten gold fairy sword through the air with his palm and stab Xu Taiping.
Facing Du Ziyin who was wielding the Molten Gold Immortal Sword, Xu Taiping did not dodge or dodge, but directly hit him with a domineering style of the Great Sage Fist.
"Fighting immortal soldiers in the flesh? Is Xu Taiping crazy?"
Seeing this scene, Mu Yuchen could no longer remain calm and stood up.
But the next moment she stood up, there was a loud "bang" sound, and Xu Taiping used his fist to smash the molten gold fairy sword away with one punch.
"How is it possible? Is it possible that Xu Taiping's fist is harder than the immortal weapon?"
Mu Yuchen looked stunned.
"Zheng!"
As another sword sound sounded, Du Ziyin in the spiritual mirror seemed to be a little unbelieving. He forcibly stabilized the molten gold fairy sword, pushed the flying sword with the palm of his hand again, and said sternly:
"I want to see how long your fists can last!"
In his opinion, if Xu Taiping dared to catch his flying sword with his fist, he must be trying to hold on and would not be able to hold on for long.
"Whoosh!"
As he spoke, the molten gold fairy sword pushed out by Du Ziyin from a distance, like a straight line of fire, stabbed Xu Taiping again.
But this time, Xu Taiping also raised his fist to meet the sword.
The difference was that the moment he punched, his originally golden fists suddenly turned purple-gold.
This is the highest level of the first level of blood tempering technique, the purple gold level.
"boom!--"
With another loud noise, Xu Taiping's fist once again smashed the molten gold flying sword away.
"Crack!"
The next moment, the molten gold flying sword was smashed away, and a crack appeared on the sword body.
