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On the west coast, the bloody beach.
On this five-mile-wide beach that was stained red by the blood of all the heroes of the past generations, Du Sansheng, a direct descendant of a Confucian and Taoist family, took action. His palms overflowed with awe-inspiring true energy, distorting the vacuum and creating fine ripples.
This is the Du family's "Du Mie Palm", which is the martial arts of the Du family. It is rumored that it was created by the ancestors of the Du family who were born in the inner courtyard of the Royal Academy. A generation of great scholars worked hard for more than a hundred years to create the ultimate palm technique. It is deeply rooted in the world.
Knowing the secret of pure Yang, he can condense the true energy even before he realizes the Tao Yuan Shen, which is far more upright and dignified than the ordinary inner family's true energy. Yang He Peiran can naturally crush the vast majority of people who practice martial arts in the same realm.
, at least superior in strength.
At this moment, as Du Sansheng took out his palm, his whole body seemed to rise dozens of feet taller, like a small mountain, and his majestic momentum was like a mountain, unstoppable.
"Palm gesture!"
"It's amazing. At such a young age, he clearly understood the power of martial arts and comprehended the mystery of the origin of righteousness. This is why this "Palm of Crossing and Destruction" has some charm."
Many martial arts masters, especially the top Yuanshen figures, have no hesitation in praising that this kind of force is enough to reach the bottom ten of the Dragon and Tiger Rankings. At his age, you must know that more than 90% of the current Dragon and Tiger Rankings are still young.
For the young generation who have reached the age of 18, such as Du Sansheng, they are of the same generation and different generations. You can imagine how difficult it is to get on the list.
However, in the face of this palm, the demon boy remained motionless, his crystal-purple armor shone brightly, his body was like copper, overflowing with precious light, and his energy and blood were restrained. Despite this, as he approached, Du Sansheng could
He could vaguely feel the immeasurably powerful hot energy and blood deep inside his body.
Three feet, two feet, one foot...three feet, two feet, one foot!
A place so close, a snap of the finger!
Bang!
Du Sansheng's palm landed on the demon boy's left shoulder without any obstruction.
There was a hint of joy in Du Sansheng's eyes. From Du Sansheng's point of view, even an ordinary low-ranking Wuhenbaobing would be cracked by his palm. This was because he withdrew two of his strength at the last moment. Confucianism values modesty.
, attaches great importance to etiquette, understands benevolence, and knows good and evil. Even if he withdraws two parts of his strength, in Du Sansheng's opinion, the demon boy's left shoulder blade will probably be shattered, and it will not be restored to its original state within a month or two.
These many thoughts are only within the blink of an eye.
After snapping his fingers, Du Sansheng changed color, because the shoulder he pressed down felt unimaginably strong, as if pressing on a piece of precious iron, which made his metacarpal bones crack and crack in an instant.
call!
He flew out at a faster speed than when he came in, but there was a figure faster than him. The demon boy appeared in front of him like a ghost, and a big hand like a cattail fan reached out and grabbed his hand.
Naked.
not good!
In all directions of the five-mile bloody beach, many martial arts people changed their minds. This scene exceeded their expectations. It was so fast that only some masters above the first-class Hunyuan realm could clearly see the movements of the demon boy. Despite this,
I also felt a sense of shock. A young man, only fourteen years old, used such force and was so experienced that he was even more decisive than a veteran warrior.
boom!
The next moment, the demon boy swung his arms and stirred up the vacuum. The Confucian and Taoist Du family's true descendant Du Sansheng, who was grabbed by the naked feet, was like a scarecrow and was severely smashed onto the beach.
There was a series of sounds of bones breaking, accompanied by splashes of blood. It was bone spurs that penetrated the skin of the body. The white bone residue was exposed and stained with blood. This moment seemed extremely sad and tragic.
"Things that are inferior to ants also come to challenge me."
The monster boy was like an iron tower, nearly ten feet tall. He looked down at the human boy at his feet. His muscles and bones were twisted and he was no longer human. His skull was cracked and his pupils were dilated. He only had the strength to breathe. He also quickly weakened. His originally vigorous body was
The anger showed signs of dissipating.
boom!
Immediately, the monster boy raised a big foot, and the five-mile bloody beach was everywhere. The pupils of many top soul figures shrank violently, but then they saw that big foot fell down and stepped on Du Sansheng's head, covering most of his face.
They all stepped into the sand.
"If you are an ant, you should crawl on your knees and don't provoke the giant, otherwise this is what you will end up with!"
When the demon boy spoke, his amethyst-like eyes swept around, arrogant with indifference, indifference with a sense of overlooking, like a superior god, looking at all living beings with a smile, regardless of birth, old age, illness or death.
"Keep someone under your feet!"
“If you have to be merciful, please be merciful!”
Many martial arts masters became pale and yelled loudly, obviously anticipating what the demon boy was going to do, but this kind of duel belonged to the young generation, and no matter life or death, others were not allowed to interfere.
There was a pop, as if the young demon boy had never heard of it. Under his feet was the true heir of the Du family. Du Sansheng, the newly rising young master of the Han Dynasty, had his head trampled to pieces, and the bones and residue were splashed with blood. This was a stained picture.
A picture of blood, the blood soaked several feet of the bloody beach, seeping into the dark red sand, making the blood color darker, as if it wanted to penetrate into the depths of the hearts of everyone everywhere.
"How brave! Damn it! Damn it!"
In all directions of the five-mile bloody beach, many people in the world have their teeth almost broken, and the murderous intention in their hearts surges like a vast ocean. However, due to the long-standing rules, they must not take action, otherwise even if they kill this demon boy,
It also disgraced the entire human race.
Many people clenched their fists, even many top Yuan Shen figures were no exception. Their faces were as cold as water. This demon boy was really arrogant to the extreme. He didn't care at all that many human race masters were standing by and killed him without any hesitation.
Show mercy.
"The humble human race also wants to point out my words and deeds!"
On the bloody beach, the demon boy's eyes were cold and indifferent, and he didn't care about the hostility and murderous intentions from all directions. He didn't pay attention to the human race on this so-called black and yellow land at all. Compared with the vast starry sky,
This human race is really too weak, and the way of heaven is lacking. The martial arts practitioners in the same realm are much weaker than the vast starry sky, let alone compared with the best of the young generation like him.
It's simply easier than crushing ants.
A head of purple hair is shining brightly, like burning purple fireworks. The demon boy is very strong. He stands there with his muscles flexing like a dragon and snake swimming. His soles are stained with blood, and he stands on the blood-colored beach, although he has no cultivation at all.
The aura was revealed, but there was an invisible majesty. Even many young masters from the human race, even if they were far apart, had a faint expression. They felt that this demon boy was a bit too strong. This is not the kind of force that a young man can possess.
.
"No, my spirit has been taken away, and my fighting spirit has begun to fade!"
"A strong demon boy is rare in history!"
The top soul figures looked at each other and saw solemnity in each other's eyes. How could they not see that many of the young masters present, even the younger generation, were facing the thunderous and bloody methods of the demon boy?
, I also felt palpitations in my heart, and a bit of fear. Different from the fierce fighting spirit before, if someone in the same situation takes action at this time, I am afraid that the force of the whole body will be weakened by at least 20%, maybe even more.
And these soul figures can be sure that this is definitely not intentional by the demon boy. He can invisibly create such a deterrent and destroy the spirit of determination. Among the young people in their generation, they have never heard of anyone who can do this.
arrive.
"Little Lord!"
At this time, outside the five-mile bloody beach, an old servant knelt on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably. It was the old servant who had accompanied him for three lives. Even as a first-class Hunyuan Realm master, he felt a sense of pain at this moment.
Life and death are powerless.
This scene fell into the eyes of some young masters, and they immediately made their faces look ugly. Many of them were similar to Nadu Sansheng, or even slightly better. But now it is obvious that even Du Sansheng has no ability to fight back.
They were suppressed and killed. Even if they took action, they would never be able to withstand one more move.
It's not that they are not strong enough, it's that the demon boy is too strong. The age of eighteen is the dividing line between teenagers and young people. Under eighteen years old, usually the muscles and bones start to grow at the age of fourteen, and they start to practice foundation building skills. In just four years
, and then progressed by leaps and bounds, there were still a few people like that Bright Dragon King, who amazed both the past and the present.
Even if you are a reclusive family, the sect has secret methods to temper your muscles and bones, and embark on the path of spiritual practice in advance, generally speaking, you have to wait until after the age of twelve.
The demon clan is different. In this race that pays attention to the inheritance of blood, the blood and qi in the body of each demon-blooded heir will continue to grow as time passes.
The speed of promotion will be jaw-dropping.
"Why, just one ant died, and there's no one left?"
On the blood-colored beach, the demon boy sneered. His purple hair fluttered lightly, and his crystal-purple armor shone brightly. He stood there, as if the demon god had reincarnated and was banished to the world to start a bloody massacre.
A few miles away, on the edge of the blood-colored beach, by the West Sea, the demon youth in golden shirt had a stern face, and his pale golden eyes showed no emotion at all, as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with him. If it were said that the purple-haired demon youth was the reincarnation of the demon god.
If so, then the demon youth in the golden shirt is just like the demon god in his youth. He just stands there like an immortal demon peak, oppressing many martial arts masters in all directions to the point where their breaths are stagnant.
"I'll meet you!"
Another young master couldn't help but stepped onto the bloody beach. Without saying a word, he shook his fist and broke into the vacuum area, stirring up continuous ripples and hitting the demon boy.
"You can't overestimate yourself!"
The demon boy didn't even look at it, but he pressed down his palm like lightning. When it fell into the boy's eyes, it was like the whole sky collapsed. Once the sky darkened, nothing could be known.
With a bang, there were blood splashing and white bones flying, and the human boy who took action was beaten into a pool of blood and mud. (Please recommend a monthly ticket, Qidian genuine subscription is the greatest support for Shibu!