"Chaotian grief? Could it be the boxing intention that is completely opposite to my "Fist of Burial of Heaven"?" Mu Tian looked very expectant, "Come on, young man, see if you can prove your martial arts through me."
"good."
Chen Xuan nodded, then clenched his fists and whispered.
"The third style of Emperor Fallen God Fist: Heaven's grief!"
Where the boxing intention starts, the wind howled the sky was like weeping and complaining. The wind was the desolate and desolate wind, which blew on everyone, and felt an inexplicable sad feeling.
It was clear that it was raining above the ancient abyss of the Fallen Heaven, but the members of the Limu Zhan tribe felt that the rain was pouring in their hearts, as if it was God crying. Mu Tian’s feelings were the deepest and clearest, and an incomprehensible expression appeared on his face: “Is this the boxing intention you comprehend? I can’t feel the slightest power. The boxing Tao should be the force that breaks all the methods and destroys the dead. You send the boxing intention
If you are entrusted to the sky, even if you get a little mercy from the sky, how can you resist my burial fist?"
"Senior, you were wrong." Chen Xuan smiled slightly, "The fist of the burial sky cannot bury the sky after all, but my move of the tragedy of heaven can make God bow his head and look at the suffering of all beings, which is enough."
"It's useless to say more. I don't believe you can catch the Fist of Burial Heaven!"
While speaking, Mu Tian's wild hair flew without wind, and his tall body was like a god of war, two heads taller than Chen Xuan.
He punched out, breaking the sky and the earth, with an amazing power.
Chen Xuan's starry eyes were bright and his spirit was revealed, deducing the artistic conception of the third style of Emperor Fallen God Fist to the extreme. For a moment, sadness came from it, but it instantly turned into great love.
Two completely opposite fist intentions collided together. This time it was not only a contest between strength and martial arts, but also a collision of different life concepts.
If the human race could bury the sky, the way of heaven would no longer exist.
As Chen Xuan said, the Fist of Burying the Sky could not bury the Sky, and he had already lost in the artistic conception.
Chen Xuan's fist intention with compassion and love penetrated into Mu Tian's fist intention, and went straight into Mu Tian's heart, and completely resolved Mu Tian's fighting spirit and fighting spirit.
Therefore, the power of the Fist of Burial Heaven disappeared without a trace.
The expression on Mu Tian’s face could no longer be described as incredible. He was shocked, as if he had come into contact with a new world of martial arts.
"Senior, how do you feel?" Chen Xuan slowly lowered his right fist and asked with a smile.
"Is this the so-called mourning of heaven?" Mu Tian couldn't calm down for a long time. "I really didn't expect that you could destroy my fighting spirit with one punch. How could a warrior who lost his fighting spirit hurt people if he punched it?"
That's right, Chen Xuan's third form of Emperor Fallen God Fist, "The Heaven's Demon", is designed to dismantle the opponent's fighting spirit.
Although this fist was created, referring to his son Chen Xi's innocent body and Qian Ye Xingjin's glazed holy heart body, Chen Xuan did not intend to be the Holy Mother to influence his opponent.
Instead, it quickly kills the enemy by weakening the enemy's fighting spirit.
Mu Tian's realm was two higher than Chen Xuan, and all his fighting spirit was disintegrated.
If you encounter an opponent at a higher level, Cang Tianlei can at least weaken the opponent's combat power by 50% or 60%.
"Now, can I let this evil emperor pass through the forbidden area of your Limu War Department?"
Chen Xuan asked this, but Mu Tian had not answered yet. Several elders of Limu Zhan, who were behind him, expressed disagreement.
Mu Tian waved his hand and signaled everyone to be calm.
Then he said to Chen Xuan: "Evil Emperor, you have been recognized by the leader of your clan. Now I will take you to see the 'Golden Holy Flame Tree' of our clan."
"Class leader, you must not!" The clan members tried their best to dissuade them.
But Mu Tian went against the opposition and took Chen Xuan to the forbidden area of Limu Zhan Department. Limu Zhan Department opened up a spacious territory in the ancient abyss of the Fallen Heaven, and also found that there were many internal hollow areas in the cliff. The golden holy flame tree mentioned by Mu Tian was the most peculiar among the various mysterious spiritual objects in the hollow area.
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Soon, Chen Xuan followed Mu Tian to a golden tree that was 100 meters tall.
The trunk of this towering ancient tree, branches and every leaf are the purest golden color, and each leaf is burning, looking spectacular. "Evil Emperor, this is the holy tree that my clan has worshipped for thousands of years. Over the years, we have never been able to confirm the flames that the holy tree burns endlessly. What kind of strange fire is. I only know that the power of the flame is extremely terrifying and no one can refine it."
Mu Tian looked very serious when he spoke.
Chen Xuan's tone was a little solemn: "The powerful power of the strange fire burning on this golden holy flame tree is probably less than one-tenth of the flames of the body."
"You mean, these strange fires are not complete in their entirety?" Mu Tian looked surprised.
Chen Xuan nodded, about to try to refine a trace of strange fire based on Yongye Memory. But the next moment, a sudden change occurred. At the other end of the inner space of the wide mountain wall, a sharp sword energy suddenly shot over, cutting off the golden holy flame tree in an extremely simple and crude way, and then the entire holy tree was
A mysterious method is used to absorb the past.
Chen Xuan's eyes changed, and he and Mu Tian, who was also shocked and angry, attempting to keep the other party.
Unexpectedly, the Xuanyuan Emperor Sword and the Shangyan Panhuang Sword were killed together, but were shocked back by the other party's powerful sword intent. "Ah, is it the Wujie Sword Way?" The mysterious man exclaimed, and then his thin figure turned into a sword light and flew out quickly, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.