Chapter 570 Fighting against the Nascent Soul Patriarch!
"This silly girl..." Ye Wenlong cursed secretly in his heart, but his heart was filled with panic.
Zhao Qingzhu's attack was too fast, and it would take a little time for him to break away from his Yuan force field. He believed that Zhao Xueling would believe that he would have a way to deal with it, but he did not expect that Zhao Qingzhu's drink would have some impact on Zhao Xueling's mind. Faced with it,
In the crisis of her life, seeing the fierce killing intent in Zhao Qingzhu's eyes, all she could think about was him.
She would rather sacrifice herself to buy him a little time to escape.
Is she stupid? There is no need to answer this question, the answer lies in his heart.
Within the Yuan force field of the ancestor of Yuanying, the space is restricted. Even if Ye Wenlong wants to teleport, it will be difficult. Although Zhao Qingzhu has just promoted Yuanying, his aura is not inferior to that of General Bascu. Ip Wen
Long thought to himself that even if he was not injured, he might not be able to compete with Zhao Xueling if he attacked with all his strength. The moment Zhao Xueling burned his blood and energy and fought hard, he knew that it was irreversible, and he instantly began to worry in his heart.
"No--"
His whole body suddenly trembled, and with the roar, he seemed to have just broken free from the restraints of Zhao Qingzhu's Yuan force field and the suction force. He suddenly stepped into the void, swept up the ground, and punched Zhao Qingzhu. In a hurry, the power of the punch was erratic.
, at best, it only has the attack power of the late Golden Elixir.
As he swept forward, he reached the sky above Zhao Xueling in an instant. At this time, Zhao Xueling's sword energy had just struck in front of Zhao Qingzhu.
Faced with Zhao Xueling's sword that burned blood and essence, Zhao Qingzhu did not dare to be careless and turned his palm into a sword to attack it. As for the hastily punched by Ye Wenlong, he ignored it at all and used his Nascent Soul stage to protect him.
Physical strength, not to mention the punching power of the late Jindan, even if the Jindan is at its peak or even perfect, there is no way he can be hurt with one punch.
"Zheng"
The palm knife collided with the sword energy, and there was a sound of gold and iron hitting each other. The sword energy was not broken, and the palm knife was not damaged, but the sword energy was split away. Zhao Qingzhu's face showed a slight look of relief, but then he
For a moment, his expression suddenly changed, because at this time, Ye Wenlong's Yuanli giant fist had already hit his Yuanli protective shield. The moment it hit, the Yuanli fist, which originally only had the power of the late Jin Dan,
Suddenly, it exploded like a volcanic eruption, and the Gang Yuan contained in it burst out, directly shattering Zhao Qingzhu's protective Gang Yuan.
Zhao Qingzhu was horrified and then retreated. At the same time, he quickly mobilized his energy to condense the Gangyuan shield.
"Too late!"
Ye Wenlong gave a clear scolding, and the dazzling cold light pierced Zhao Qingzhu's eyebrows. At that moment, Zhao Qingzhu's whole body was covered with cold hairs. He felt a threat of death, and his body retreated violently. Yuanli quickly gathered, and a line of Yuanli hit his eyebrows.
The shield is condensed.
"Boom"
The Yuanli Shield instantly shattered like paper, and the cold light pierced Zhao Qingzhu's forehead and between his eyebrows. At this time, Zhao Qingzhu's second Yuanli Shield also happened to be condensed, and it could hardly be blocked. The Yuanli Shield
If it breaks again, the cold light will also collapse. However, before Zhao Qingzhu has time to relax, a ray of golden light disappears into his eyebrows from the shattered cold light.
Yuan Shen is one, Yuanzhong is in a series of attacks!
"ah--"
Zhao Qingzhu screamed and retreated dozens of miles away like lightning, his face looking ferocious.
"Everyone, hurry up, I'll come to the rear." Ye Wen stood up in the air while Long Chen drank, his eyes fixed on Zhao Qingzhu, with murderous intent looming in his eyes. If he hadn't been concerned about the situation of Zhao Xueling and others at this time, he would have killed this old man in another place.
"Wenlong, be careful, don't fight forcefully. As long as we enter the inner sect realm, we can contact the sect leader, and we will be safe then." The blood on the corner of Zhao Xueling's mouth was not dry, and her pink face was pale. However, she looked at Ye Wenlong with a look in her eyes.
soft.
"Don't worry, this old ghost can't do anything to me!" Ye Wen's dragon didn't even look back, he flew up and faced Zhao Qingzhu in the void.
Zhao Xueling looked at the small figure, with inexplicable emotions flowing in her heart. She bit her teeth lightly and left quickly with everyone who had regained their freedom.
"Sure enough, you are a devilish, despicable boy who dares to do such a shameless method. Boy, I will peel off your skin and beat your tendons!" Zhao Qingzhu's face was extremely ferocious, with murderous intent bursting out of his eyes, and he was a dignified Nascent Soul.
An ancestor-level figure was actually injured by a cultivator who had just entered the Yuanli realm. The humiliation was even more uncomfortable than killing him.
Ye Wenlong sneered: "I'm afraid you don't have that ability yet, old ghost."
"Really, then I would like to see why you speak such arrogant words." Zhao Qingzhu smiled solemnly, took a step forward, and took a shot with a palm in the air. A giant palm of Yuanli carried with it an unparalleled power.
He pressed down and slapped Ye Wenlong fiercely. Before his giant palm landed, sand and rocks were already flying from his lower body. The woods were crushed down, and winds roared away, causing the earth to tremble.
Facing the unparalleled palm, Ye Wenlong had no intention of retreating. His body suddenly stepped on the void and ran wildly. With every step he took, the void collapsed, but his speed continued to increase, seven or eight steps.
Afterwards, Ye Wenlong rose into the air and whipped out his left leg.
"Tenglong, Feitian!"
With a loud shout in his heart, a leg silhouette that was thousands of feet tall and glowing with golden light suddenly flew out, and the surrounding space collapsed like sand. In an instant, the giant leg was bombarded with the giant palm of Yuanli.
Together.
"Bang"
A deafening loud noise resounded throughout the world, and the surrounding space collapsed. Countless energy fluctuations were involved, and the aftermath surged in all directions. Everything below it was turned into powder within the reach of the power.
"Tenglong transforms into heaven's will!"
In the terrifying explosion, Ye Wenlong did not retreat but advanced, stepping into the void, flying out from the center of the explosion like a god of war, followed by another soaring dragon kick, and the second shot by Zhao Qingzhu
The palms struck together, and the palms and legs turned into nothingness at the same time. However, Ye Wenlong relied on these two leaps to get close to Zhao Qingzhu, and the distance between the two was less than a hundred meters.
"Flying across the sky!"
Ye Wenlong flew into the air again, and in an instant it was higher than Zhao Qingzhu's head. His body flew down like a cannonball, using his right foot as an axis and his left leg as an arm, he kicked and attacked like lightning. In an instant, shadows of legs were all over the sky.
It fell towards Zhao Qingzhu like a violent storm, and the power of each leg was like a flying mountain falling into the sky, a meteorite destroying the world, and the power was terrifying.
When it comes to close combat abilities, who is Ye Wenlong more afraid of in today's world?
Zhao Qingzhu didn't care much when he first saw Ye Wenlong's soaring dragon flying to the sky and the dragon turning into the will of heaven. When he thought about it, if Ye Wenlong could display such a powerful move, it must have been an attack with all his strength. With his limited Yuan Power, he should
He couldn't use many legs, and Ye Wenlong's intention of approaching him was also very obvious, which was to fight in close combat. This was originally Zhao Qingzhu's strength. He was also a monk who cultivated both soul and body. If he hadn't majored in soul in order to pursue combat power,
, it is not until recently that he was able to break through to the Nascent Soul stage and cultivate both soul and body. This is one of the reasons why his combat power is significantly stronger than that of the same level.
However, Zhao Qingzhu was really moved when Ip Manlong's long-range Soaring Dragon Kick Skill became the close-combat Dragon Kick Kung Fu "Flying over the Mountains and Flying into the Sky". It was not the opponent's lightning-quick kicks that moved Zhao Qingzhu.
The strength of each leg was astonishingly great, no less powerful than his own. Coupled with its tricky angles and strange frequency of kicks, he was at a disadvantage for a while.
What shocked him even more was that in the collisions again and again, he found that his proud and powerful body did not have any upper hand compared to Ye Wenlong. On the contrary, with every powerful collision, the opponent's tyrannical body
The physical strength of his body retaliated, making him numb with pain. This boy's physical body was even more powerful than his.
One wrong move and the whole game is lost.
Although Zhao Qingzhu relied on his Yuan Power, which was much more powerful and powerful than Ye Wenlong's, to catch all the latter's thunderbolt attacks, he was unable to make a strong counterattack under the violent storm of attacks. After a hard fight,
Not only did he not take any advantage, but he actually aggravated the injuries suffered by Ye Wenlong from the sneak attack earlier.
It was aggrieved, extremely aggrieved, that a super strong man at the level of the ancestor of Yuanying was forced to fall behind by a young man. This was simply a shame for him!
This battle was earth-shattering. The place where the two fought was above a forest. At this time, the forest with a radius of hundreds of miles was razed to the ground, and the peaks and slopes were flattened.
In the distance, the alarmed Five Elements Taiyan Sect disciples did not dare to approach at all. Instead, they kept retreating due to the constant surge of terrifying power. They were all hundreds of miles away from the center of the battle between the two.
"Boy, it was you who forced me to do this!" Zhao Qingzhu was forced to feel aggrieved, and more and more people were watching the battle around him. He was losing face more and more, and the infant energy in his body suddenly surged like a flood, and he was beaten hard.
He kicked Ye Wenlong's leg, his clothes exploded, he made seals with his hands while retreating violently, and boom, the vitality of the world immediately became manic, the color of the world changed, the wind and clouds surged, and in the void, countless black energy surged towards his body.
"Mahamudra!"
Feeling the terrifying coercion between heaven and earth and the dark evil energy in the black energy swirling in the vortex, Ye Wenlong's eyes narrowed and his body retreated violently. From the black energy vortex, he felt a powerful threat.
Such a terrifying power can only be found in this star field with the Mahamudra formula.
There is a rule among the powerful people in the human federation star field that no one of the same kind can use the secret technique of Mahamudra. Ye Wenlong did not expect that Zhao Qingzhu would use it at this time.
What he didn't know was that those so-called rules were nothing but bullshit for those who truly entered the realm of monks. Golden elixir monks were superior to most powerful people, so who would abide by those things.
Just as Ye Wenlong retreated violently, above Zhao Qingzhu's head, a huge skull appeared in the sky. The skull was holding a white bone staff that was thousands of feet long. It was surrounded by black energy, and a terrifying evil spirit spread across the world.
The giant skeleton stood proudly in the sky, as if the god of death were coming. Ghosts were crying and wolves were howling in the sky and the earth, and they were wailing loudly at night, as if the end was coming.
"Skull staff, kill all demons and evil spirits, kill -"
Zhao Qingzhu's eyes were full of killing intent. He looked at Ye Wenlong who was rushing away with a ferocious look on his face. He pointed out the seal and pointed out the bone staff in the skull's hand. A black shadow of the staff pierced through the layers.
Space struck Ye Wenlong at the speed of low light, leaving a space crack hundreds of miles long in the void.
The moment the skull staff locked onto Ye Wenlong, he immediately felt the hairs on his back stand up. Without any hesitation, he immediately teleported through space. Almost instantly, the shadow of the staff had already left his body.