Everyone around was shocked by Li Xian's sudden counterattack!
Li Xian, who was at an absolute disadvantage just now, actually broke through the barrier in one fell swoop and became a master at the eighth level of the Yuan-Ten Yuan Realm. In one move, he knocked Peng Yong away, who had previously been unable to fight back. Life and death
Uncertain!
"Cough cough cough......"
Peng Yong, who was lying more than ten meters away, suddenly sat up, covered his chest, and spat out several mouthfuls of blood. His expression was angry and ferocious, his eyes full of resentment, and he stared at Li Xian coldly, "You are looking for death!"
Peng Yong turned over and stood up regardless of his injuries. He took out two jade bottles from the space ring and poured out ten blue pills. He raised his head and swallowed it. After eating, the paleness on his face disappeared.
Instead, a bright red rose, like a drunken drunkard.
However, his momentum increased steadily and returned to its peak.
It seems that those swallowed must be a healing medicine!
Li Xian stood upright with cold eyes, "My current cultivation level is the same as yours, at the eighth level of the Yuan-Swallowing Realm. Although my strength is the same, my martial arts skills are much higher than yours. With your cultivation level
, you can’t stand a single move under my hand, now retreat obediently and I’ll spare you once, otherwise... hmph!”
"Hmph! You stinky boy, I was just attacked by you, and I didn't notice your counterattack, so I was injured by you. Now I will use all my strength to let you know,
Who is a dog?" Peng Yong disagreed with Li Xian's words. He was indeed careless with the move just now. If he hadn't been careless, he might not have been in such an embarrassing situation. "You have just been promoted to the eighth level of the swallowing realm, and I have already
It has been more than five years since I reached the eighth level of the swallowing realm. I don't believe that you, a person who has just been promoted to the eighth level of the swallowing realm, can defeat me, a veteran of the eighth level of the swallowing realm.
Peng Yong's face was extremely angry. Bang bang, dragon and tiger steps, in an instant, he crossed ten meters and came to Li Xian.
Dragon Walk and Tiger Step is a basic exercise and footwork issued by Da Xuanzong. When walking, it is like a tiger gathering momentum or a giant dragon wagging its tail. It moves very fast. This set of footwork is not simple.
Footwork is also a set of attack methods. When used in conjunction with palm techniques, the power of palm techniques can be greatly enhanced.
Whoosh whoosh!
Peng Yong stretched out two big palms, holding the shape of eagle claws, and tore them at Li Xian's chest.
"Goshawk Soul Seducer!"
The air is like a rag, torn into pieces.
Li Xian only felt cold rays sweeping across his chest, and the hairs on his chest suddenly stood up. A feeling of extreme danger entered his heart. Five fingers like small daggers were only a few inches away from his chest.
After Li Xian's strength exploded, Peng Yong once again used his special move, the 'Goshawk Soul-Seducing Hand'. Even if Li Xian had a body of steel, he would probably be torn to pieces by this 'Fly Soul-Seducing Hand'.
Quick! Quick! Quick...
Peng Yong cooperated with his footsteps and moved very fast. Li Xian would have been unable to dodge before. However, at this moment, Li Xian was also at the eighth level of the Yuan Devouring Realm. It was no longer easy for Peng Yong to knock him down.
Li Xian's face was cold, and his heart was even colder. His eyes were as black as the night, emitting a dark light, trying to penetrate all conspiracies, but deep in his eyes, there were also various martial arts moves brewing.
His feet slipped, and his whole body swayed like a big tree. With the strength of his waist, he twisted, and his whole body was like a snake with its head raised. With a slight movement, it had missed Peng Yong's 'Goshawk Soul-Seducing Hand'.
Li Xian, who dodged to one side, smiled coldly at Peng Yong, stepped forward step by step, and the momentum on his body was contracted and released, rushing out, forming an overwhelming momentum, overwhelming the top of Mount Tai.
The vitality in both hands was billowing, and the white vitality formed a vortex on his fist, and two dark holes swallowed up the stars.
In conjunction with the vitality, Li Xian's hands seemed to have transformed into thousands of white vitality dragons, rushing towards Peng Yong with a dragon roar that broke through the sky, as if he wanted to swallow him alive.
At this moment, Li Xian is like a Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva, with silkworm brocade robes and fluttering black hair on his head. He is so majestic that he looks like a demon from hell or a god of death descending from the sky. One look at it is enough to leave a dream in his heart.
Everyone around him took a few steps back.
"The God-Eating Spear Technique is an earth-level spear skill, and he actually used it on his fists. It's amazing, it's amazing!" A man with good vision exclaimed.
Peng Yong is not mediocre. After all, he is an inner disciple of Daxuan Sect. He has passed the three-level life and death test of the outer disciple entrance examination. He is determined, has extraordinary talent, and is even more powerful. In a hurry, his body spins,
Like a dragon wagging its tail, twisting its body, both hands still used the 'Goshawk Hands' to sweep towards Li Xian, but at this moment, his two palms were also covered with sticky vitality, and his hands moved quickly
Five or six times.
The power exploded, tearing through the air and cracking the wind, and grabbed Li Xian hard.
Feeling the power contained in Peng Yong's two palms, Li Xian did not dare to be careless. If the person standing in front of Peng Yong at this moment was a demonic beast at the sixth level of the Demonic Realm, he was afraid that it would be torn into pieces in an instant.
The sky is filled with chunks of meat.
Bang bang bang!
The fists and palms of the two collided with each other, making a loud sound like a big stone falling into the sea. The sound was like waves and the sound was mighty.
Li Xian sneered!
Peng Yong's face was extremely ugly. Every time his palm collided with Li Xian's fist, he felt that there seemed to be a strong suction and magic power on Li Xian's fist, attracting the vitality in his palm.
At the eighth level of the Yuan-Devouring Realm, cultivators can export their vitality outside the body and form a thick layer of armor to fight. However, if they want to cover their whole body with vitality, it consumes a lot of energy and can only form an extremely weak layer of armor.
Therefore, most people who have reached the eighth level of the Yuan-Devouring Realm just rush their vitality out of the body and form a glove, or tiger claw, attached to the palm of their hand.
However, these vitality exported from the outside of the body cannot be inhaled into the body for use.
Moreover, once these vitality are away from the body for a certain distance, they will lose their sensitivity, disappear completely, and become ownerless vitality in the world.
As soon as the vitality in Peng Yong's palm touched Li Xian's fist, it was like water meeting cotton, being violently attracted away, leaving the body, losing control, and turning into natural vitality.
Ten punches, a hundred punches!
After all, Peng Yong is just a cultivator at the eighth level of the Yuan-Devouring Realm. He doesn't have a lot of energy stored in his body. In an instant, it will be exhausted. If he wants to replenish it, he can only sit down and absorb the energy for half an hour, or swallow a spiritual pill.
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Feeling that Peng Yong's strength was gradually weakening, Li Xian was unreasonable and used a set of God-Eating Spear techniques to make him even more ferocious, like thousands of arrows firing in unison, like the endless waves of a river.