Ouyang Xiyi was obviously more surprised than the others, but when he saw a hand slapping towards him, he didn't care about anything else.
The skill was activated instantly, and strong winds swept up. The surrounding energy howled and surged crazily with the skill he activated. It was first condensed and gathered, and then wrapped with unparalleled power, squeezing and crushing from all directions. go.
Compared with the power Ouyang Xiyi was exerting and the momentum he was generating, Shen Naitang was not even worthy of carrying his shoes.
The energy was like the force of the ocean, forcing everything and everyone around him to move away.
Flying sand and rocks move, people shake and their shadows move.
He wanted to use his power to knock anyone away, but everyone was shaken away, except for the person who should be shaken away. He still stood still.
He couldn't brush the silver thread, couldn't lift the corners of his clothes, and his hand still fell like that.
Ouyang Xiyi was obviously not surprised by this, and immediately wanted to retreat. Then at this unstoppable moment, a sucking force was attracted, followed by nine levels of terrifying force.
His body actually collided directly with that palm.
The first level is the sucking force, the sucking force that pulls everything.
The second level is palm power, which is as powerful as a ten thousand gun.
The third level is Gangli, the mighty Gangli.
The fourth level is strength, the strength of stormy waves.
The fifth level is soft power, overwhelming soft power.
The sixth level is rigid force, the rigid force that can crack mountains and crack rocks.
The seventh level is the burning power, the burning power of flowing gold and stone.
The eighth level is cold power, the cold power condensed by frost.
The ninth level is poisonous power, a poisonous power that can lead to life and death.
The last layer is the Yin force, a force that kills everything, a Yin force that annihilates the breath in the Dantian.
When ten powerful forces were released at the same time, Ouyang Xiyi was sucked in, and then the palm force split the body-protecting Qi, and the strong force impacted the limbs and bones... After that, the strong force divided the muscles, the soft force broke the bones, and the rigid force split the bones. The force cracks the inner palace, the cold force condenses the whole body, the burning force burns the flesh and blood, the poison invades the meridians and acupoints, and the yin force directly destroys the inner breath of the Dantian.
No one can understand the pain he suffered at this moment. There is no way to describe this kind of pain in heaven and on earth.
He wanted to let out a shrill, sad, pitiful cry, but the others were frozen and couldn't shout a word at all.
The person fell straight down, seemingly effortlessly, with an extremely distorted face frozen. The person was dead, but the person who died felt the pain that no one could feel before he died.
At that moment, he seemed to have experienced all the suffering and pain in the world.
Shi Duan Mian was originally a ten-style palm technique created by Yi Zhi in his early years. Now he has improved Shi Duan Mian into today's "Ten Jue Palm" through "Tian Mo Ce" and "Eternal Life Secret".
The palms formed ten postures, and each posture was a kind of force. However, with his current cultivation level, he had combined the five palms to ten palms into one, and the ten gravity paths burst out to create the "Ten Ultimate Nirvana Power".
If the Five Finger Divine Seal Palm is his strongest palm technique, then the Ten Jue Nirvana Palm is his most ruthless palm technique.
When everyone saw the remnants of the dead Ouyang Xiyi's face, in addition to shuddering, they seemed to have forgotten how terrible it was that the man killed an expert who had been famous for forty years with one palm.
What on earth did he go through? Why do you look like this?
I can't understand it, I can't imagine it, and I can't seem to feel anything except horror.
He still had a pale expression on his face, but the few people he had just picked up had indeed aroused his anger which he had not seen for a long time.
Even the two pretty maids in the hall felt the young master's anger at that moment.
The old Confucian scholar was the first to wake up while he was still in a daze. He looked at Ran Ran and said in awe: "What do you mean by your honor? Do you come to my house just to kill someone?"
The old Confucian scholar was Wang Tong, the owner of this house. He looked at the body of his old friend with grief, but he also felt a deep fear of this man.
Ran Ran calmed down his anger with a palm, extinguished the fire, glanced at him, and said calmly: "Shut up!"
A junior actually told him to shut up?
If it were before...
Wang Tong didn't think about the past. He didn't dare to speak or even get angry. Just now, Ouyang Xiyi lost his life because of his words. His death was so horrific that he was still feeling cold until now. His face looked horrified.
Wang Shichong, who was dressed in court uniform, was originally ordered by Yang Guang to lead troops to deal with the Wagang Army. He just came here today to take a break from his busy schedule. He originally wanted to see Shi Qingxuan's grace, but he never expected to see such a terrifying person.
Although the sentence "shut up" was meant for Wang Tong, whether it was Wang Shichong or anyone else, they immediately pursed their lips and closed their mouths, as if they did not say half a word lightly.
Shan Wanjing has been staring at Yi Ran from a distance, and she is already crazy.
There was fascination and reverence in her pretty eyes, so even with this girl's pride, she didn't dare to provoke these two aloof people, Wang Tong and Ouyang Xiyi.
But her "elder" not only killed senior masters like Ouyang Xiyi, but also scolded the contemporary Confucian Wang Tong to the point where he didn't even dare to let out a fart.
Unable to help herself, Qingnan murmured to herself: "Has dad ever been as powerful and as majestic as him?"
An angry shout suddenly came: "Who dares to come here and act wild!"
Zuan Yi, who originally turned around and took a rest, turned around again. The person who yelled angrily didn't know what he was talking about, but everyone in the hall was so frightened that he almost collapsed.
A cold snort and the sound of footsteps came from outside the door.
Three men and one woman appeared at the entrance leisurely.
The first man is tall and majestic. Although his face is long and narrow, it has clear outlines and shows a bit of toughness. His sharp eyes give him a domineering and domineering charm.
He has a red cloth tied on his head, a green outer robe with close-fitting clothes, and a sword hanging on each waist. He is both capable and powerful. He is still in his mid-twenties, but he seems to be full of masculinity.
The women around him, regardless of their appearance or figure, were so beautiful that it made people's hearts flutter. His mouth, nose, and eyebrows were all attractive, but his face was as cold as ice, with the intention of keeping strangers away.
Behind the woman were two boys, Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling.
When the two boys saw the strange scene, they were shocked at first. For some reason, hundreds of people were motionless as if someone had cast a immobilizing spell on them. Then they saw the strange scene again, so frightened that the two boys almost knelt down.
They were able to escape from the Haisha Gang all thanks to him, but it was what they saw that night that frightened them both for seven days and seven nights.
The two boys really didn't expect that they could meet this person even here.
It is better not to see each other than not to see each other, and it is better not to see each other again than to never see each other again.
The Yingwei man didn't know why, and he didn't even know that the two boys behind him were... scared to death. He looked around and finally said: "I am Ba Fenghan. I am here with this young lady and two brothers today..."
Before he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves at random, and a breeze blew away.
Floating like catkins, tough as hard, both hard and soft, and strong as water as sharp as a blade.
Ba Fenghan was startled. He drew the sword with his right hand, and an unparalleled sword energy immediately came out, and there was a wisp of wind flowing horizontally. The sword made a long rainbow, releasing a burst of terrifying sword light...
With a "dang" sound, the man retreated continuously, his right arm was numb from the shock. If the two boys hadn't fled away carefully, the three of them would have collided into a ball.
Ba Fenghan took seven or eight steps back and finally stabilized his figure. He looked at Xuanyi with a shocked look on his face and said, "You...who are you? I never thought that there is a master like you in the Central Plains!"
Randomly ignored him because someone else came.
Although no one was aware of the arrival, the sound of the flute shocked everyone.
Xiao Yin suddenly sounded, not only beautiful, but wonderful! The syllables seem to be conveying a melodious and meditative melody, which is endless and gentle.
Like the sound of rain, like the autumn moon, like the scenery of lakes and mountains, like the grass growing and orioles flying.
Just the wisps of faint sounds are like calligraphy and painting turning into countless scenery, which makes people immersed in it, and it is difficult to have any anger to destroy these beautiful scenes.
Xiao Yun was like a demonic voice, and everyone was so drunk that they forgot about the horror and the coldness.
At the end of the song, only a female voice, so sweet and soft that no words can describe it, was heard, saying: "Qingxuan, on the order of my mother, came here to play a song for the sake of the world. Now that it's over, it's time for Qingxuan to go." also."
