Chapter 1108 Emperor Yin Fingers VS You Emperor Screams
Chapter 1108 The Emperor’s Yin Finger VS The Emperor’s Sorrow
Under the gaze of everyone, the pressure that pervaded the sky-reaching light pillar was so terrifying that it exceeded the limit of Tianwu, but strangely, it did not reach the level of a king.
But no one was paying attention to this at the moment. They were all shocked by the terrifying and aggressive nature of Qu Lianheng's move.
Through previous whispers, many people now know the moves Qu Lianheng performed.
It's not a fighting skill, but...a magical skill.
It is incredible that Qu Lianheng, a member of Tianwu, can actually practice divine magic. Although he has not really cultivated it, he has already achieved some success and can barely exert part of the power of this magical technique.
Even part of the power involves the power of a king. How can Su Hun contend?
Until this moment, no one paid attention to Su Hun, and they were all stunned... What was Su Hun doing?
Boom!
When the Su Soul Seal was formed, the same huge light pillar rose into the sky, as if connecting the sky and the earth, and a quite ancient wave was slowly released.
"This is..." The old man from the Gong family was slightly stunned at first, but the next moment, his expression suddenly changed.
"Youdi wailed, how could this kid..." He almost jumped. If the situation was not right, he would have rushed over immediately, arrested Su Hun, and tortured him.
Because the divine art of Emperor Wailing is the most important, mysterious and weird divine art of the Gong family.
The reason why it is strange is that the cultivation of this kind of divine art is not limited to those above Tianwu. It can also be practiced by those below the king.
The reason why I say mysterious is because the upper limit of this magic is very high. It is said that in the state of perfection, the emperor can really come to the world.
Such an important magical technique has very few practitioners in the Gong family, and many people don't even know about this magical technique.
Why does this Su Hun have this kind of magic?
"Is Su Hun's attack a fighting skill?"
"It's not like that. It's so scary. I feel so small in front of him."
"His coercion seems to be older than Qu Lianheng!"
Countless people were shocked and discussed what Su Hun's move was. Not to mention them, even many people from the Gong family could not recognize it. This was the Gong family's unique skill, and the emperor cried out in grief.
"Miss, don't say it. I feel that Su Hun's attack is even more dangerous."
"I think so too. Although he is not as powerful as Qu Lianheng, this pressure seems to be more orthodox than Qu Lianheng's."
Gong Yan and others were discussing, their faces full of confusion and shock. They couldn't believe that a foreign aid could actually exert a power that seemed more orthodox than Qu Lianheng's Emperor Yin Finger.
Gong Xiangxi did not interrupt. He felt guilty and cursed in his mind: "Damn it, you are a bad woman who doesn't mean what she says. You actually taught this trick to this scumbag. How have you been deceived and yet you are so heartbroken?"
Treat him badly and you deserve to be deceived by this scumbag."
The two pillars of light faced each other from a distance, like two giants standing tall against the sky and the earth, exuding terrifying power that could move mountains and seas.
Qu Lianheng looked at Su Hun in the beam of light across from him with lewd eyes, feeling extremely shocked.
Only those who have practiced the Gong family's divine art such as the Emperor's Yin Finger can feel the terrifying, almost ancient pressure on Su Hun.
The opponent's energy intensity is obviously still within Tianwu, but the pressure is much stronger than that of Emperor Yin Finger.
"This is impossible, it doesn't exist."
Qu Lianheng practiced his fighting skills and shook his head. No matter how terrifying the power was, it could never compare to the magic, even if he only used part of the power of the magic.
"No, it must be an illusion. You are tempting others."
Qu Lianheng comforted himself: "Yes, he will definitely make up his mind again. How can fighting skills be comparable to magical skills?"
He shouted in his heart, slapped his chest with his palm, and a drop of blood spurted out, falling into the black spiritual power in front of him.
Suddenly, the drop of blood was like water dripping into boiling oil, making a sizzling sound.
At the same time, the black spiritual power in front of him seemed to be dyed a little dark red at this time.
"Not enough, not enough..."
Qu Lianheng gritted his teeth. Su Hun's energy pressure made him slightly uneasy. This was his last blow. No matter what, if this blow fell, he would fall into weakness.
Therefore, he must finish Su Hun with this blow without any accidents.
Therefore, this blow must be the strongest and most powerful.
The spiritual power in his body was crazily infused into the black spiritual power ahead.
If you are sensitive, you will notice at this moment that Qu Lianheng's body's spiritual power is consumed at an alarming rate. In just a few breaths, nine out of ten of his spiritual power is consumed.
Not only that, even the power of the physical body is vibrating, all of which is poured into the black spiritual power in front, to maximize the power of this blow.
Under the infusion of endless power, a black shadow gradually emerged from the black spiritual power.
It was a fingerprint. There were lines in some places, but it was incomplete.
When the fingerprints came out, the black spiritual energy was absorbed into the black fingerprints like iron filings meeting a magnet.
The black fingerprints vibrated slightly, and the space around the fingerprints quietly cracked into shallow black cracks.
"Su Hun, I will not lose to you. With this blow, I represent not only Yangyuan, but also the Gong family."
Qu Lianheng stared at Su Hun in the distance. The strong ancient pressure made his eyelids twitch. He gritted his teeth and roared in his heart: "No matter what, I can't lose, I can't lose..."
Qu Lianheng's eyes became increasingly dark and profound.
Above the square, everything was quiet, except for the two strong energy pressures raging.
Everyone was staring intently at who of these two people would stand at the end.
"Seventh sister, can my brother win?"
Tan Yao pulled Rong Xiaoqi's arm timidly.
Rong Xiaoqi smiled bitterly in his heart, but still pretended to be relaxed on his face, saying: "Don't worry Yao'er, your brother is not a reckless person. Since he dares to take action, he must have a way to deal with it."
She couldn't even say this herself. In this situation, who can stop Qu Lianheng?
Hearing this, Qin Yao felt a lot more relieved. With her eyesight, naturally she couldn't see the scene inside.
But she could sense that there was an ancient wave spreading on the other side of the day's energy-falling thread, and it seemed to be no weaker than the previous one.
On the rostrum, some old men all sat up straight, with serious expressions on their faces.
The old man from the Gong family in the middle, a ripple flashed through his turbid eyes, and he sighed softly in his heart: "The emperor's Yin Finger duel has the emperor mourning, one has stronger energy, and the other has more pure coercion, and has a little suppressive effect. In this shocking duel, the winner will be
, it’s really unpredictable!”
Under the convergence of countless gazes, the black fingerprints in front of Qu Lianheng finally concentrated his power to the extreme.
Then he looked at Su Hun, pushed his palm, and black fingerprints shot out.
"Divinity, Emperor Yin Finger."
"There is an emperor crying in sorrow. I lend him a palm."
Su Hun flicked his finger.
The two streams of light, under the gaze of countless eyes, finally cut through the void fiercely and collided violently.