The breast-protecting mirror shattered, Hu Buwei roared, and the black robe on his body suddenly emitted countless extremely thin rays of dark light. The rays of light were intertwined and piled up in front of the Beiming Sword.
There was a loud noise, and the hilt of the Beiming Sword smashed into the breastplate. The heavy sword continued to rotate forward half a circle. When the black robe's dim light shone brightly, it happened that the tip of the sword turned around, from top to bottom.
A hard chop.
There was no sword light splashing, no divine light lingering, and no mana fluctuations or supernatural signs. It was just a flash of cold light, overlapping, and the dense light was chopped to pieces by a sword.
The black robe exploded into pieces, revealing a set of black soft armor with fine scales that Hu Buwei was wearing next to his body.
Hu Haijiao suddenly jumped to his feet and cursed: "The old ghost is partial. I asked him for this set of 'Hyper Dragon Soft Armor' at least a hundred times, just to save my life... What did he say that this is the poster's protection?"
A treasure cannot be given to others... I didn't expect that it was given to you without a word!"
In the midst of his busy schedule, Hu Buwei glanced at his jealous third son and thought for a moment that he would be beaten to death and would have to lie in bed for at least half a year before he could get up.
'boom'!
The tip of the sword had already scratched, and then it was replaced by the hilt and hit the chest.
Hu Buwei took a deep breath, and activated the 'Xuanmo True Body' cultivated in the Mysterious Demon Sutra with all his strength. The muscles on his body were angular and covered with a layer of fine black scales, and the soft armor of the dragon was covered with ghosts.
The light flourished, and the light and shadow of a weird dragon head the size of a fist emerged from the soft armor and screamed towards the hilt of the Beiming Sword that was flying towards it.
The hilt of the sword fell off.
The light and shadow of the dragon's head were shattered into pieces, and then the sword hilt hit Hu Buwei's chest heavily. The dragon's soft armor let out a shrill whine, and the soft armor dented, and layers of dense restrictions were activated, layer by layer.
Withstand and counteract the terrifying force coming from the sword hilt.
In the end, only about 20% of the force actually hit Hu Buwei's chest.
Hu Buwei's face suddenly turned green and white, and he was forced to eat the impact. He stepped lightly on the edge of the fish viewing platform with his feet, and heard a "pop" sound. Within a hundred feet below his feet, the lakeside
Large swaths of reef covered with countless defensive restrictions all collapsed. When the lake wind blew, stone powder all over the sky flew silently into the mist and disappeared without a trace.
“Some tricks!”
Lu Qian muttered in a low voice. His body swayed, and a high-pitched, clear, violent, or crazy dragon roar came out of his body. The Nine Dragon Zijia turned into nine groups of light and shadow and rushed out of his body.
It circled crazily around his body, bringing up a large sea wave of mysterious light, and then the light group moved towards him, and a complete set of fully enclosed ferocious heavy armor was put on him.
Lu Qian laughed wildly, took a step forward, and the air suddenly exploded. The air within a thousand feet was shaken outward by his rapid charge. There was no air within a thousand feet range, and it suddenly turned into an almost pure vacuum.
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Hu Buwei raised his head in shock, and his body suddenly rose to a height of three to four feet. He raised two thick arms covered with black scales and moved towards Lu Qian's right palm, which he smacked in front of his head.
Lu Qian still didn't use any magic power with this palm. It was pure physical power, the purest and most brutal physical power. But with the high speed brought by the charge just now, the force of this palm struck Lu Qian.
I probably think there are about 20,000 phenomena?
He could see that Hu Buwei was practicing an extremely profound and mysterious body cultivation technique. Coupled with his extreme cultivation at the peak of the void, this guy's physical strength should not be underestimated!
Hu Buwei felt the majestic power that was pressing down on his head, as if the sky was collapsing. He did not dare to neglect, and forcefully activated all his magic power, using the secret technique of fierce battle of the mysterious demon body, his arms were like pillars holding up the sky.
Facing Lu Qian, due to the stimulation of Qi and blood, it suddenly swelled to the size of an ordinary Eight Immortals table!
Lu Qian's palms were congested with blood, and the skin almost swelled to a transparent state. Through the thick blood vessels, dark golden blood could be seen flowing rapidly in the palms.
The sound of blood flowing almost turned into thunder. The blood rushed against the walls of blood vessels. At the branches and interlaced nodes of the blood vessels, the plasma rolled and turned into tiny whirlpools, among which there were faint golden Buddha seals.
Shockingly floating.
‘Bang’!
Lu Qian's giant palm and Hu Buwei's two palms collided violently.
There was a loud noise, and on the Xijianchi Lake behind Hu Buwei, the water surface with a radius of more than ten miles suddenly sank. The bodies of countless fish, shrimps, turtles, crabs and other aquariums in the lake suddenly deflated, then suddenly expanded, and exploded at the same time.
It turned into a ball of blood.
Hu Buwei snorted.
The naked eye could see that the muscles on his arms were vibrating violently like running water. Lu Qian's palm was a hundred times, a thousand times heavier than a mountain hitting it. The secret fighting technique used by Hu Buwei was blasted through with a sudden palm, flooding both hands.
The mysterious magic power in the arm was blown to pieces, and every trace of magic power was forced out of the arm and collapsed back into the body.
Without the support of magic power, Hu Buwei's real physical strength is only about 3,600 elephants.
To other monks, the physical strength of the three thousand six hundred elephants is simply like a monster.
Even in the Barbarian King Palace where Yuan Lingtian was famous for his bloodline and body cultivation, only a few supreme elders who were half-step into the heavenly realm could barely compete with Hu Buwei in terms of pure physical strength.
but……
Under Lu Qian's hands, this physical strength is like a seven or eight-year-old child facing a professional wrestler... interesting!
The sound of "clicking" was heard endlessly. Part of Lu Qian's palm force was offset, but a huge force still crushed it down. All the joints of Hu Buwei's two arms, from fingers to shoulders, were staggered at the same time, and each joint was broken.
Dislocated, dislocated, the two arms were limp and hanging down uncontrollably.
However, the mystery of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Mysterious Demon Sutra should not be underestimated. Hu Buwei just dropped his arms, and his body suddenly swayed. The muscles in his body were tensed and beating, and accompanied by a loud sound like the sound of a bowstring, he
Both arms were dislocated, and the dislocated joints made a crackling sound before they were forcibly reset completely.
Two arms covered with dense black scales brought up the evil wind, and three-inch-long sharp nails like daggers suddenly emerged from the ten fingers. Hu Buwei roared, and stabbed Lu Qian's chest and abdomen with both arms.
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"Hey, that's interesting!" Lu Qian laughed. His palm almost hit the long lightning-rod-like needle on Hu Buwei's head. He suddenly turned his hand and patted Hu Buwei's two legs with both hands.
The arms were so beaten that they were dislocated and misaligned.
Hu Buwei's body swayed, the muscles in his two arms jumped, he forcibly reset all the joints of the two arms, and stabbed Lu Qian's body with more force.
‘Dong dong’ twice!
Hu Buwei's finger hit Lu Qian's Nine Dragon Armor hard.
The triple thick armor plate lit up with a layer of mysterious light, and Hu Buwei screamed strangely. He saw his ten nails shattered one by one, and the terrifying backlash force hit him, like countless large and small whirlpools locking his nails.
The palms and arms were surrounded by surging potential energy, and Hu Buwei's two arms were twisted rapidly, and the tendons and bones simultaneously made an overwhelming sound of shattering.
"Who are you!"
Hu Buwei looked at Lu Qian in horror.
For many years, he has relied on the Mysterious Demon Realm that he cultivated through the Mysterious Demon Sutra of Ten Thousand Tribulations. He has endured so many spells, endured so many magical powers, and been struck head-on by so many magical flying swords, but he has never suffered such a blow!
Unless he encounters those old ghosts who are half-stepping into the realm of gods, other monks in the same realm cannot do much harm to him at all.
The aura on Lu Qian's body was clearly still in the realm of Condensing Dao Fruit. Although there was a hint of the sublimation of Dao Fruit and the charm of illuminating the void, he had definitely not stepped into the realm of illuminating the void!
He was a huge level shorter than himself, but he actually completely crushed himself in terms of physical strength!
What kind of monster is this?
After going through the hundreds of sects in front of Yuan Ling Tian... let’s not mention the Wanhua Sect, which is full of pretty little ladies who hurt people with their sex. With their delicate bodies, he can make them cry a thousand times with one punch, okay?
Among the other ninety-nine sects, including the Barbarian King Palace, Hu Buwei never met anyone who could compete with him in terms of physical strength!
Who is this person?
Which sect secretly cultivated this unparalleled talent?
Or some shameless old man who has been hiding for tens of thousands of years and has just been born and walked?
Thirty thousand years ago, Yuan Lingtian's cultivation world was much more glorious and spectacular than it is now. At that time, if there was an old monster who pretended to be dead and escaped from the world, and survived until now to make trouble, it would really be possible to completely crush him in terms of physical strength!
For weird techniques such as "Mysterious Demon Sutra of Ten Thousand Tribulations", if someone has to suffer for another twenty to thirty thousand years, his physical strength should be much stronger than his own - if Hu Buwei lives for another twenty to thirty thousand years
...No, even if it is two or three thousand years? After suffering the pain of Lingchi for two or three more thousand years, his physical strength should be able to compete with Lu Qian according to his current annual strength increase!
Hu Buwei's eyes were dark and he stared straight at Lu Qian.
Behind Lu Qian, White Scorpion, Black Scorpion, and Mi Xi turned into afterimages and merged into the void at the same time. Then countless cold lights flashed and silently blasted down towards Lu Qian. There were also secret talismans, poisonous smoke, and
Dao Yin thunder, and even swaying Yin soldiers and ghosts, swarmed towards Lu Qian from all directions.
But all the attacks were still dozens of feet away from Lu Qian, and were shattered by three brilliant purple-red sword lights.
Although the three Qingyou girls were unable to do anything to Hu Buwei due to their cultivation, their flying swords were able to restrain the three senior executives of the photo studio.
The cold light shattered, the secret talisman disappeared, the poisonous flames, the yin thunder, the yin soldiers, the fierce ghosts, etc. were all burned cleanly in a single spin of the sword light. It didn't even need the flying sword itself to cut, it was simply released by the Three Yang Sword.
Pure Yang Qi completely eliminates these evil tricks.
There was a muffled groan, and Mi Xi emerged from the void, vomiting blood, and sat down on the ground in an extremely miserable state.
She is only at the Ningdao Fruit Realm, and is in the same realm as the three Qingyou girls.
But in terms of the inheritance of skills, how can Mi Xi's background be compared with the three girls of Qingyou who received the initiation of the extremely holy Buddhist swordsmanship in Foyin Hall? Not to mention, the one-qi three-yang sword specializes in breaking evil spells!
Just a mistake, Mi Xi's internal organs were on fire, her soul was burned by the pure Yang Qi, and her pretty face like flowers and jade actually gave birth to dense blisters inexplicably, as if someone had poured boiling water on her face, it was so scary.
