Chapter 0415 the sky shot, skillfully fighting Dao Zun
Ren Cangqiong has received notification from Xiaobai that the Space Gate Ba Sutra is almost completed and can be shuttled away at any time.
However, Ren Cangqiong was not in a hurry, but secretly told Xiaobai with his spiritual consciousness that when the time came to travel, he must take good care of Ren Xinghe and Luo Diewu.
On the last trip, Xiaobai carried Ren Cangqiong, and it was very difficult.
But it's different now. Xiaobai himself has also entered the level of Demon King, which is equivalent to the magical realm of humans.
Therefore, carrying two people is no longer so strenuous.
The reason why Ren Cangqiong was not in a hurry was because he didn't intend to turn around and leave after a few words of scolding. He wanted to try and find out what was so strong about this great Dao-level warrior.
He wanted to use the flowing gold puppet to try his methods with this powerful man at the Dao level. Even if he lost, the gap would still be huge.
At the same time, he also used practical actions to tell He Songling that no one would succumb to the power of his Grand Dao Master, and no one could do anything he wanted.
At this moment, He Songling was truly aroused.
Last time, at the gathering of the three great masters of Yin and Yang Dao, the great master He Songyin once said, don't deliberately suppress Ren Cangqiong, but let him be free and let him develop freely.
However, He Songling couldn't help it after all. The speed of this young man's growth and everything he showed made him, a Taoist, feel a little restless in his heart sometimes.
In addition, this time, he blatantly killed Xiang Taixu, openly contradicted him, and completely ignored the respect of the Taoist Master. It was as if he had directly pulled him down from the altar.
Therefore, facing Ren Cangqiong's rhetorical question, He Songling had no expression on his face and screamed: "Ren Cangqiong, if I want to blame you, it's because you don't know the current affairs and don't know how to hide your strength and bide your time! This is your fate!"
"Fate?" Ren Cangqiong laughed loudly, "He Daozun, don't say things too early, otherwise you won't be able to take them back! Can you control my life?"
"Ignorant little boy!"
He Songling's steps seemed to be just a step forward, but he was in front of Ren Cangqiong in an instant. Two palms, one dry and one fat, pressed against the palms of the hands. Two strange lights of yin and yang condensed directly into dragons.
The momentum formed - the Yin Yang dragon scissors were cut head-on towards Ren Cangqiong's head!
Ren Cangqiong's head was cut and scraped by the scissors formed by the yin and yang dragon, and his whole head fell off.
"good!"
Xing Tian could hardly help but clap his hands, admiring endlessly in his heart, Dao Zun is Dao Zun. His Taoist level strength is unmatched.
—The attack was a powerful one that destroyed the heaven and earth. Ren Cangqiong had his head taken off without even having a chance to react!
The other ancestors of Tianxing Hall could not help but cheer.
However, after He Songling succeeded in these six blows, his eyes showed a look of surprise. Ren Qiong's head fell, and suddenly, the fallen head actually grinned, showing a mocking expression.
Immediately afterwards, the head and remaining body turned into a white mist, which suddenly dispersed.
In the void, a golden light shot directly towards He Songling's face.
- A flying knife, actually flew out - a flying knife!
He Songling hummed softly: "It's a small trick, get out!"
He grabbed it with one hand and really grabbed the flying knife in the golden light. He originally planned to catch it and break it into pieces. But the flying knife was as slippery as a swimming fish.
When He Songling grabbed it, the flying knife slipped away like a fish, leaving a faint bloodstain on the palm of He Songling's hand.
If He Songling hadn't seen the opportunity quickly, this knife might even have cut the palm of his hand!
"Yin Yang Taoist Master, you are so capable. Those who are strong in the Tao are just those who bully the weak. Today I, Ren Cang Qiong, have learned a lesson!"
Ren Cangqiong's figure, I don't know when, had already rushed a hundred feet away.
It turned out that Ren Cangqiong had been on guard for a long time. The moment He Songling moved his footsteps, he had already activated the Vientiane Flying Knife to create an illusion. At the same time, he was ambushing He Songling with the Vientiane Flying Knife, preparing for a surprise attack on He Songling.
Unexpectedly, He Songling saw the opportunity so quickly. When he grabbed hold, he found that Ren Cangqiong's flying knife could not be shattered, so he let go immediately.
However, even so, this knife left a trace of blood. The most important thing is that this flying knife allowed Cang Qiong to be fed the poison of the "Twelve Heavens Balm".
Ren Cangqiong stood still, his eyes leisurely. Dao Zun's strength was truly formidable. If it weren't for these heaven-defying weapons, he would have had no chance of resisting.
He Songling missed the target and instead left a bloodstain on the palm of his hand. This surprise was unprecedented. He had been around for more than a thousand years, and he had entered the Dao realm for more than a thousand years.
In the past thousand years, he has almost never fought against opponents below the Dao level. Why? Because - every shot is an instant kill.
Therefore, in his opinion, all those who reach the level of Dao-level killing magical powers are hit by a single strike.
However, this time, not only did he miss, but the opponent's series of methods were something he had never encountered before.
Even a powerful person at the Dao level has never had such unpredictable methods.
Illusions, flying knives, and I don’t know what kind of material the flying knives are made of. Even his great power can’t crush them. Instead, a bloody mark was scratched by the flying knives.
This is simply a shame!
A powerful man at the Grand Dao level was scratched on the palm of his hand by a young boy with an early stage of magical power. If you tell me this, it will definitely make people laugh out loud.
You know, even at the sixth level of the pinnacle of magical powers, it is completely impossible to hurt a great avenue level powerhouse. Unless there are several sixth levels of magical powers forming a heaven-defying battle formation, it is possible to hurt a great avenue level expert.
, and it is also the most important avenue.
However, He Songling is not the third most important avenue, but the third most important one!
In the entire creation zenith, except for the Yin-Yang boy He Songyin, who was the first person in the Yin-Yang Dao, no one could stand on an equal footing with him.
Even the Dao Masters of Liuyun Dao, Zhankong Dao and Zhenjian Dao are weaker than him.
It can be said that he is the second strongest person in the entire Tiange organization. However, even he, the second strongest person, could not kill a young junior who was in the early stage of supernatural power in a competitive attack, but was injured by him instead.
If this joke spreads, it will definitely be a big joke, and it will be qualified to compete for the biggest joke in the history of Tiange.
The senior officials of Tianxingtang who were watching from a distance were even more excited. They saw Ren Cangqiong's head being chopped off with their own eyes, and they were originally filled with ecstasy.
In the end, I discovered that it was just an illusory scene.
Even the powerful Jinnu attack of the Dao level did not kill Ren Cangqiong. How terrible is Ren Cangqiong? Ancestor Xingtian felt a sense of crisis for the first time.
Now, Ren Cangqiong and Ren Cangqiong have been feuding to death. If Ren Cangqiong does not die this time, he will definitely be an undying enemy in the future.
He Songling was slightly startled, a faint strange look flashed across his face, but he was not furious because he failed to hit.
The self-confidence and calmness of the Dao level are definitely not comparable to that of ordinary warriors.
Even if he missed the shot, it was just a faint wave in his heart. He Songling sighed softly: "Ren Cangqiong, you are not simple. It is a pity that such a genius will eventually be short-lived, and time will also be short-lived?"
There is no doubt that the missed hit further strengthened He Songling's determination to kill Ren Cangqiong. Seeing the faint blood stain on the palm of his hand, it seemed like a shame that was rare in a thousand years, which deeply angered He Songling's unswerving words.
Heart.
How many years had it passed? He was actually so determined to kill a junior in the magical realm!
Moreover, this murderous intention is so strong.
Ren Qingqiong let out a clear whistle and shouted: "He Daozun, as I said before, you can't control my life! I control my life in heaven and on earth! You can't, and no one can!"
After saying that, the golden light in Ren Cangqiong's hand rose and he shouted: "Go!"
Before He Songling could take the initiative to launch the second blow, Ren Cangqiong struck first and directly activated the four flowing gold puppets to fly away.
Ren Cangqiong knew very well that if he remained passive, he would not be sure he could withstand the second blow when He Songling was angry.
After all, the power of a strong man in the Great Dao Realm to destroy the world is too terrifying. Once he has gained momentum and no longer underestimates the enemy, he will come over with a big move. Even if he has countless magical powers, such a big level gap will not be enough.
It's simply irreparable.
Therefore, he knew that to strike first, the only way to seize the opportunity and prevent He Songling from using it was to use the gold-fluid puppet to stalk him.
When Ancestor Xingtian saw the flowing gold puppets pouring out, he couldn't help but recall the unbearable past, and subconsciously shouted: "He Daozun, these monsters are very weird, be careful!"
However, He Songling was disdainful and scolded: "How dare the light of fireflies compete with the sun and the moon?"
The withered palm turned into a gloomy hand knife: "Devils, demons, yin-yang magic sword, cut!"
Tsk tsk tsk!
With four consecutive tearing sounds as clear and clear as cracking silk, the four golden puppets were chopped into eight pieces. The contemptuous smile on the corner of He Songling's mouth had not yet had time to subside.
However, he suddenly discovered that the golden light that had been cut into eight sections was stretched directly on the spot, and eight fists and feet were shot out at the same time, attacking countless vital points around his body at the same time.
"What method is this?"
The knowledgeable Taoist Master He Songling was also stunned by this strange scene.
Fortunately, the Dao-level powerhouse is not in vain. He cannot be hit by this golden puppet like Wu Qilin and Xiang Taixu.
In addition, the palm of another hand was slightly opened, and a handprint of the Yin-Yang Taiji Fish was made. It opened on the spot and turned into a deep defensive space, directly covering the fists and feet.
He Songling muttered something in his mouth and used his hand gesture to turn the defensive net formed by the yin-yang taiji fish handprint into an attack. He wanted to directly imprison the golden puppet inside and crush it to death.
However, the flowing gold puppet twisted in place and changed its shape again, as if streams of golden water were flowing out directly.
He rolled on the spot in the void, assembled four humanoid puppets again, and stalked towards He Songling!
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