There was a roar, and with the strong wind, the surrounding air seemed to heat up. The arena made of iron wood below also made a harsh "crunching" sound. It seemed to be shaken apart and shook slightly.
Fei Xiu Shen retreated ten steps in a row before he was able to neutralize all the overwhelming palm force. For the first time, a look of horror appeared in his eyes. He had known Zhuang Wudao's invincible power before, but after hearing it and experiencing it personally,
But it's completely different.
Zhuang Wudao stood still, a trace of red flashing across his face. Fei Xiu Shen's Red Sun Divine Palm is also a superb martial arts, but in terms of strength, it is far behind the Bull Demon Yuan Hegemon Body and the Big Stone Slammer.
, cannot be compared at all.
However, when he took the palm, there was a blazing power that forcibly passed through the magnetic energy wrapped in his palm, and successfully penetrated into his body, and the meridians were filled with shock.
This man's Red Sun Divine Palm was indeed able to restrain his Bull Demon Overlord Body. However, the blazing power only raged for a moment before it was either rejected or absorbed by him using Tianxuan Illuminating the World.
However, he still felt a little uncomfortable. Being hit by the power of Chiyang's palm also made him stop in place, unable to take advantage of the situation to pursue him.
"The power of the Ten Symbols! In three months, your cultivation has indeed not stood still. This mediocre monument smasher has really turned decay into a miracle. Even in Wu Jing, you still have a place!"
Fei Xiu Shen couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise. One image has nine oxen, and the power of the ten images is ninety demonic oxen. With this kind of power, even those cultivators in the eighth level of the Qi Lian Realm who have mastered the fifth-level skills are afraid.
Slightly less so.
However, Fei Xiu Shen showed no fear, and the mocking look in his eyes became even stronger.
"It's just a pity——"
Before he finished his words, Fei Xiu Shen dodged again. When he acted, the golden light was still dazzling. Fei Xiu Shen's figure was like an eagle gliding freely in the air. He quietly arrived behind Zhuang Wudao.
He slapped Zhuang Wudao on the back of his head and neck.
Zhuang Wudao seemed to have expected it, and he turned around without any panic. He was still in a head-to-head posture, and the wind was strong as he waved his palm.
Fei Xiushen's expression changed, and he showed no intention of retreating. At this time, he also saw that Zhuang Wudao's spiritual thoughts were powerful and could not be blinded by his image. He simply dispersed the bright golden light and fought with Zhuang Wudao.
In just the blink of an eye, there were more than twenty consecutive fights. The ironwood arena below was shaken continuously, and the surrounding space gradually heated up, with flames igniting in several places. Even the crowd watching the battle below was forced to retreat into the distance.
Zhuang Wudao stood still on the spot, as motionless as a Buddha. His skin was red all over, but he seemed to be fine. On the contrary, Fei Xiu Shen frowned slightly, and his expression became even more ferocious. His movements suddenly stopped, and he stood with his back to the sun.
Position, there was a strange energy all over his body.
"But I underestimated you! How about taking my palm again? Mysterious Life Technique, Red Sun Flowing Gold!"
With one palm shot, Fei XiuShen's entire figure seemed to be integrated with the red sun in the sky. The spiritual energy between the sky and the earth was boiling, and the surrounding light seemed to be distorted, converging on Fei XiuShen's red palms. The figure
At this moment, it also seemed to turn into light, drifting in at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.
At this time, twenty feet away, on a high platform, Beitang Wan'er was pouring tea for Beitang Cang Jue. Her hand paused slightly, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.
"It's the mystical art of birth. How come it's so early? Why is it like this-"
Although more than twenty rounds have passed since the two of them fought, the time from the beginning of the competition to this moment is less than three hundred breaths.
However, Fei Xiu Shen has already displayed the natal mystical art that made him famous.
"It's not too early, it's too late!"
Beitang Cangjue looked down calmly: "Red Sun Yang Jue can certainly penetrate the magnetic Yuan Gang Qi. However, when it comes to long-lasting energy, the three fee cultivators put together are not as good as Zhuang who has cultivated the Niu Demon Yuan Hegemon Body.
Wudao. His red sun palm power can certainly hurt Zhuang Wudao, but Zhuang Wudao's huge hand that smashes the monument is not something he can withstand. In this case, a quick fight is the only way.
If the time delay is too long, it will give Zhuang Wudao a chance to make a comeback. Naturally, this refers to Zhuang Wudao two months ago——"
While speaking, he looked across the way intentionally or unintentionally. On the high platform over there, there was also an old man who was prone to withering, watching the battle with a glint in his eyes.
Beitang Cang Jue let out a long sigh in his heart. At this moment, he didn't know what the opponent who had been his enemy for nearly a hundred years was thinking about?
Zhuang Wudao, who has fused the Shi Ming Jing Firework Seed, has opened up a whole level with Fei Xiu Shen. Although the Red Sun Divine Palm is an extremely advanced level of martial arts, there is little hope of defeating Zhuang Wudao.
Even two months ago, he did not expect that this person would have such means and such courage to absorb the third-level lower-level spiritual fire.
On another high platform, Gu Yue Tianfang did not notice Beitang Cang Jue's obscure gaze, but frowned, seeming to be slightly dissatisfied with the battle situation on the ring.
"Too late! This Fei Xiu Shen is too arrogant. Even if he explains everything tomorrow, he will still underestimate the enemy."
"The red sun flows like gold, and at the level of Qi training, one can possess the fourth level of the ultimate natal mysticism. In the entire Soochow kingdom, from top to bottom, there are no fingers left. He does have the capital to be proud. He will not let this Zhuang Wudao go."
In the eyes, it is natural. If Xiu Shen can wake up in time, it is actually not too late."
Gu Yue Qingrong chuckled at the side: "Why should father worry? The pseudo-mystical art of cultivating the gods used three complete second-level earth fire red scorpions. Before the golden elixir, it was so powerful that it even
On top of his natal mystical art, he is also a genuine fourth-grade peak level! Even if Zhuang Wudao's natal mystical art is a bull-demon hegemonic body, he will burn his body and turn into fire."
Gu Yue Tianfang's tense expression relaxed slightly, but just a moment later, his pupils suddenly shrank.
At the same time, in the main hall, Li Chongzhen, who was sitting at the top of the hall and presiding over the competition, suddenly raised his head and glanced to the east. A slight ripple appeared in his calm eyes.
The advantage of the Chiyang Divine Art is that it can be fought quickly. By this time, the occupation over there should have ended.
In this way, the Gu Yue family has been given an explanation. As long as they are willing to serve Li Chen wholeheartedly, the Li Chen Sect will not hesitate to repay them.
It's a pity that the kid who can cultivate the bull demon body at the level of qi training is a pity. This is the talent who will be able to leave the dust and suppress a country in the future——
However, being able to exchange for Fei Xiu Shen, a third-grade immortal root, and Gu Yueming Guixin, a second-grade immortal root, is also a blessing for Li Chen!
On another stage, Gu Yueming was sheathing his sword. His opponent in this battle was only at the second level of Qi training. Even if he had nine points of strength left, he would not need three swords in total to defeat his opponent.
Gu Yueming put away the sword absentmindedly, but couldn't help but look towards the east.
I wonder what happened in that battle? My grandfather said that the victory of this battle can be decided within thirty rounds. I rush over now to see if I can catch up with Zhuang Wudao when his body is burned to ashes. With Fei Xiu's character,
There will be no mercy.
That is a good opponent, and I wish I could have a good fight with him. Unfortunately, as the legitimate son of the Gu Yue family, I cannot take any risks.
He also thought about whether it was too fussy to spend such a price to invite Fei Xiu Shen from Yue City?
At this time, in the east courtyard of the academy, except for the strong sound of the strong wind in the air, there was no sound. Under the arena, almost everyone's eyes were attracted by the red-gold palm of Fei Xiu Shen.
Zhuang Wudao still stood where he was, even if the heat hit him, he remained unmoved. It was not until his spiritual thoughts sensed that the red gold palms reached nearly ten feet in front of him that he suddenly exhaled and let out a soft drink.
The iron-wood floor cracked one after another. When he waved his palm, it was unremarkable, without even making any sound. The right hand expanded by half in that instant, and ignited a white flame.
Pseudo Wushuang, big cracked stone!
"collapse!"
Two fleshy palms clashed in the red light, and in an instant, the mountains collapsed and the clouds split apart. A row of red-white flames spread ruthlessly in all directions. However, wherever they passed, the iron wood on the ground did not burn, but turned into gray-white.
, as if it had turned into stone.
This time, even Zhuang Wudao could no longer stay still in place. Instead, he took three steps back in a row, and then stood firm. Red flames were burning all over his body, and then the magnetic flames were burning again.
Under the pressure of Yuan Gangli, pieces of it were extinguished.
Fei Xiu Shen was even more unbearable. His body flew twenty feet away and was almost knocked out of the ring by the huge force of the palm. He barely stopped and was not defeated immediately.
A pair of arms were also covered with a layer of gray stone. Fei Xiushen didn't think much, and directly used force to shatter them. However, for some reason, there was a vague burning feeling in his chest. He couldn't suppress it, and his body also felt
A little stiff and extremely uncomfortable.
Fei Xiushen's breathing became rapid and his eyes turned red, feeling extremely humiliated.
"The power of the Twenty-Four Symbols, is this your natal mystical art? Unfortunately, it's only a little short of it! If my cultivation today is still at the fourth level of the Qi Training Building, I'm afraid I will definitely fail!"
Zhuang Wudao still didn't answer in silence. The Big Split Stone Palm was just his pseudo-mystical technique. Its power was at the peak of the fourth level. However, when he used the palm, he gathered all his strength.
If you can achieve the soul, then you can also kill gods and demons!
But among his four types of mystical powers, this 'Big Cracked Stone' only ranks third.
As for Fei Xiu's cultivation level at the fifth level of Qi Training Realm, it was already within expectations.
"Don't want to talk?"
Fei Xiushen's eyes were even more dangerous: "I'm afraid that from now on, you, Zhuang Wudao, will never have a chance to speak again!"
The true energy all over his body suddenly roared out and turned into a stream of red hot flames, gathering in the sky. It attracted all the fire spiritual power within three hundred feet. Three huge fire scorpions instantly formed a line in the air. In the sunshine
Baring its teeth and dancing its claws, it looks like a fire demon from the red sun.
"Pseudo mysticism, Red Sun Yang Scorpion!"
Under the arena, it was even more silent. Most of the people were stunned and looking above. Some who reacted in time even retreated crazily.
Red Sun Yang Scorpion, the famous fourth-grade ultimate mystical art of the Great Sun Emperor Sect! Over the past three thousand years, it can only be practiced in ten days, and it is extremely famous. Although Fei Xiu Shen mastered this art with a pseudo-spiritual acupoint,
Everyone instinctively sensed that this red scorpion in the air was several times more dangerous than the 'Red Sun Flowing Gold' style. And the number was not one, but three huge ones.
While more people were escaping, they also looked at Zhuang Wudao with pity. How could this man survive without defeat with such powerful mystical skills?
Zhuang Wudao was smiling, raising the corners of his lips in a relaxed and happy manner. Red Sun Yang Scorpion? So that’s it. I guess this is the price Gu Yuejia paid? What a coincidence!
The pseudo-occult technique he completed three days ago would not be easy to win today if he replaced it with Stone Fire Shield or Stone Fire Warrior. However, the one he chose was the 'Starfire Divine Butterfly'.
This Fei Xiu Shen is really unlucky!
Zhuang Wudao waved his sleeves slightly, and immediately thousands of white fire butterflies flew out from his sleeves.