Chapter 134 Heavenly Demon Dance Magic VS Toad Art
The sudden loud shouting shocked everyone, and they actually felt a little dizzy in their brains!
The next moment, the two people who were fighting suddenly separated.
Everyone's eyes quickly turned to Ning Zhihu.
I saw that Ning Zhihu's face darkened, a strange black energy surged around his body, and his cultivation actually increased out of thin air...
Among the seventh grade!
On the seventh level!
Under the eighth grade!
Eighth grade!
It has been promoted to a whole level!
It’s really weird and unpredictable!
Something even more shocking happened.
In the previously calm palace treasure house, a black whirlwind surged strangely. The powerful tornado force surged and roared in Ning Zhihu's palm, just like the wind before a tornado, constantly condensing the surrounding power.
, the demonic energy on his body also continued to flow towards the palm of his hand, as if this palm condensed all his cultivation!
"What kind of martial arts is this?"
Song Miaosong looked at this palm, even though he was a ninth-grade man, he couldn't help but feel a little frightened.
This feeling was just like when he first saw the copybook. The sword moves contained the meaning of the sword, which also brought him this extremely dangerous feeling.
Song Miaosong even felt that this palm technique had completely surpassed the heavenly level, and it was an existence beyond the level!
Is this a palm technique that a person with seventh-level cultivation can use?
The devil dances magically?
Damn it! What kind of martial arts is this?
Why had he never heard of it?
The same confusion also appeared in You Yeshan's heart.
Ning Zhihu's sudden display of power once again exceeded You Yeshan's expectations!
Fighting across classes is something only those with extraordinary talents can do!
And fighting over two levels in a row?
This kind of talent may have surpassed the elders of the Kunlun Demon Sect!
Ning Zhihu flew through the void, riding on the violent whirlwind and energy. The power in the palms of his hands became stronger and stronger. His whole body was like a black hole, desperately absorbing the power around him. The [Evil Emperor's Relic] felt a little bit.
, strange purple light surged up, shooting out a beam of light, hitting Ning Zhihu, in order to provide another force.
After touching the [Evil Emperor's Relic], Ning Zhihu became even more comfortable in performing the Heavenly Demon Flurry Dance.
The Heavenly Demon's Luanwu magic skill is one of the ten most sacred magic skills of the Kunlun Demon Cult, and it is also known as the most difficult magic skill to master.
Before practicing this magical skill, you must practice a special palm technique.
This palm technique is called the Black Heart Palm!
The Black Heart Palm is taken from the first ray of black energy between heaven and earth. It is dark and inexplicable, full of evil. When the palm technique is used, it will be corroded by the black energy. The higher the cultivation level, the easier it is to go crazy. It must be taken
Special elixirs or spirit beast essence and blood can only be suppressed, otherwise they will go crazy.
There are twelve levels of Black Heart Evil Palm.
Only those who have cultivated to the ninth level are qualified to understand the magical power contained in it - the magical dance of demons.
But this martial arts is so difficult!
For hundreds of years in the Kunlun Demon Sect, people with extraordinary talents were like fish and shrimps in the ocean, but those who succeeded in cultivation were rare.
Most practitioners are either crazy, or they are corrupted by the black energy and die unexpectedly.
The leader of the Demon Cult once said that only people with great luck, great blessings, and great talent can learn this technique.
Eighteen years ago, before the Kunlun Demon Cult was destroyed, this person had not yet appeared.
It was only now that Ning Zhihu successfully cultivated him!
"The Heavenly Demon's Dance Magic Skill?"
"It is worthy of being one of the Kunlun Demon Cult's top ten protective magical arts. It is really powerful!"
You Yeshan's clothes were rustled by the strong wind. He looked at the increasingly solid whirlwind energy and sighed sincerely.
He knew very well that at this moment, even if he used the magic power to make a sneak attack, it would probably be too late.
Moreover, he had just discovered the weirdness of this technique.
He kept using the strong wind to strike his palms, and fought several times without touching himself, making it impossible for the Huigong Dafa to work.
Just as Ning Zhihu said, this magic skill is used to restrain the magic power.
"but……"
"I don't know how to transform energy..."
You Yeshan muttered to himself, and the next moment, he sat cross-legged and assumed a strange posture, with his legs crossed, his posture twisted, and his hands interlaced, as if he was practicing a weird martial arts.
If Zhu Youji were here, he would definitely be able to recognize this martial art.
"The Divine Foot Sutra", also known as "The Divine Foot Sutra of Desiring Samadhi, Breaking Actions and Accomplishing the Divine Foot Sutra", belongs to the ranks of Qimen martial arts and comes from India. It is a very magical yoga technique.
This martial art was exactly what You Tanzhi used to neutralize the poison of ice silkworms.
"Isn't it too late to practice martial arts now..."
Yan Sanniang had been paying attention to the battle situation. When she saw You Yeshan suddenly sitting cross-legged and assuming a strange posture, she was immediately stunned and felt puzzled.
Many martial arts people also noticed Yu Yeshan's movements.
Everyone believed that You Yeshan could not act randomly for no reason. This strange posture must be an extremely powerful martial art.
At this moment, an angry and urgent voice sounded.
"stop!"
"What do you want to do?"
Hearing the sound, everyone turned around and saw a short old man wearing a Taoist robe suddenly jumped up, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the [Evil Emperor's Relic] that everyone was thinking about.
Everyone's expressions suddenly changed. How dare someone dare to snatch food from a tiger's mouth?
[Evil Emperor Relic] Purple light was faint, and the demonic energy contained in it was stimulated and burst out immediately.
The terrifying zhenqi injured Lao Dao's palm, but he ignored it, grabbed the [Evil Emperor's Relic] and ran away.
"Yu Canghai, you are looking for death!" Lin Ye, the mysterious warrior, shouted with a pale face and jumped after him.
"Chase!" Song Miaosong did not hesitate and chased after him.
Ling Yun glanced at Yan Sanniang and chased after her.
When the warriors saw that the most important [Evil Emperor's Relic] was taken away by Yu Canghai, a despicable villain, they immediately became anxious and chased after him.
Of course, there were also many sober warriors who chose to stay and search for other treasures.
They know that they are no match for these people, so they can make whatever they can.
"Youyeshan, die!!"
Without the help of the [Evil Emperor's Relic], Ning Zhihu found that he could no longer stabilize his rising palm power, so he no longer hesitated and directly used the remaining power to gather the true energy in his chest. Use both hands to slowly push out...
The Heavenly Demon's Luanwu magic skill is a rare palm technique in this world!
In terms of power and power alone, it is probably even higher than the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
As Ning Zhihu's palm was launched, the terrifying tornado, accompanied by the earth-shattering palm wind, stirred the surrounding ground, walls, and roofs, constantly tearing and shattering. Wherever the strong wind went, everything was destroyed as if it were dry. destroy.
The moment Ning Zhihu took out his palm, You Yeshan opened his eyes. The Divine Foot Meridian brought him a strange and special Qi. The Qi flowed upstream, enveloping the Poison Power Qi throughout his body. He
His whole body was covered in green light, the terrifying poison was prominent on his skin, and strange bubbles surged up, like toads, which was extremely disgusting.
You Yeshan didn't hesitate, he knelt down on all fours, bent his hands at shoulder level, and made a "croak, croak, croak" sound in his mouth. His whole figure was like a big toad, and he was in a sumo stance. He used all his powerful Qi and poison skills.
He brought the magic power of the power that adheres to the whole body to the extreme.
"Quack!"
The next moment, with the sound of a toad's cry, the mask on You Yeshan's face was completely shattered, and his whole body turned into a green light. He retreated instead of advancing, and rushed directly into the palm of the incoming strong wind.
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"Sizzsssssssssss..."
The extremely violent wind palm power was like tens of thousands of steel knives, desperately tearing at You Yeshan's body. In the state of being possessed by Poison Kung Fu, he was moving around with the Hua Gong Dafa, while resisting the pain of the strong wind blowing against his body.
While dissolving the surrounding infuriating energy...
You Yeshan is like a flying toad, constantly tearing apart the surrounding strong wind, soaring straight into the sky, approaching Ning Zhihu's direction.
Ning Zhihu's expression changed a little, and You Yeshan's strength was somewhat beyond his expectation.
Even a ninth-grade master would be seriously injured under his palm, even if he did not die.
Not to mention breaking through the whirlwind of palm power, even if it is a hard resistance, it will be difficult for a non-Henglian master to withstand it!
But You Yeshan actually withstood the offensive, and was still breaking through and tearing through the black tornado created by Tianmo Luanwu's magical power?
Is the Toad Kung Fu so powerful?
In just a few breaths, You Yeshan was completely separated from the black tornado.
At this moment, You Yeshan was covered in blood, his skin was torn and his flesh was torn, green poisonous blood was dripping continuously, and his whole body seemed to have been severely injured.
But there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he coughed a few times: "Ahem... Haha... Boy, you still lost, just a little bit close, just a little bit close. If your cultivation had been higher just now, I would have lost.
I might die under your palm..."
"But it's a pity, it's such a pity..."
"I still won..."
As he spoke, You Yeshan slowly raised his venom-filled palm and slapped Ning Zhihu's forehead.
Ning Zhihu was in severe pain all over his body, his meridians were ruptured, and his exercise was excessive. He couldn't exert any strength. He wanted to avoid it, but he couldn't move.
"It's... hateful..."
Ning Zhihu looked at the palm that was getting closer and closer, gritting his teeth, his heart filled with anger and unwillingness, but there was nothing he could do.
You Yeshan's palm was getting closer and closer, and he seemed to have seen the end of Ning Zhihu's head exploding and dying, and the smile on his lips became bigger and bigger...
Just when You Yeshan's palm was about to touch Ning Zhihu's forehead, a sharp sword energy instantly penetrated You Yeshan's brain, and he stopped completely.
A ferocious smile was etched on You Yeshan's face, but his body fell down unconsciously.
"Crack!"
You Yeshan fell to the ground and died.
Ning Zhihu's pupils shrank and he gasped for air: Just a little bit, just a little bit closer, he would really die.
Under the fear of dying, even he was terrified.
The feeling of joy of surviving the disaster came to my heart.
Suddenly, Ning Zhihu felt something. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the source of the sword light.
Dressed in white, he was walking slowly.
White clothes are better than snow, and your bearing is extraordinary!