Ling Wei still had five chances to make a move. After five moves, as long as Xia Ze was still standing, Ling Wei would be considered a loser. This was such a disgrace, and of course he couldn't allow this to happen.
With a thought in his mind, the long halberd behind his back suddenly shot towards the boy who was breathing and gathering strength like thunder. In the blink of an eye, the halberd was only three inches away from the eyebrows of Next Tuesday.
But Xia Ze didn't even blink. In an instant, there was a brighter red light, which circled from his armpit to the front of him, and then knocked the halberd flying out. Not only that, but also
Like an angry rooster, it chased the escaping bug and pecked at it crazily.
The pitch-black shaft of the halberd was quickly stabbed with pits by the Lihuo Sword, and the spiritual energy leaked out. Finally, it fell to the ground with a clang. At the same time, Ling Wei's face turned miserable. This halberd was closely related to it. Although the spiritual energy was damaged, it was not
As for the serious damage to the foundation of his avenue, the subsequent repairs are worth a lot of money.
Li Huojian cheered for joy, like a victorious cat at this moment, circling Xia Ze several times, leaving behind circles of bright fire rings, which attracted the admiration of others, and then rushed into the square-inch object.
A terrifying thought spread in Ling Wei's mind. If he waited for the young man to finish accumulating his fist power, he would really have no chance. He gritted his teeth and two bucket-sized pieces, one green and one black, flew out of his left and right sleeves.
of giant python.
The cyan mouth spit out thick white gas, and the black mouth spit out poisonous gas, taking the lead to pounce on Xia Ze.
Xia Ze snorted and punched, with a loud bang that resounded throughout Qingshen Town, and then the black snake that was about to succeed was instantly shattered into powder.
Seeing this, the green snake hurriedly turned around and was about to run away. Three jet-black beads slipped from Xia Ze's palm, and he escaped at an extremely fast speed in an instant. One of them fell quietly, and landed lightly on the top of the green snake's head, and then quickly
As soon as it integrated into its body, the green snake lay motionless on the ground.
The remaining two bombs continued to hit Ling Wei with unabated momentum.
The sharp-eyed Ling Wei certainly saw that these three beads were powerful, so he took out a palm-sized copper tripod incense burner with one hand, slammed it at Xia Ze, and blasted it out with the other hand.
At this moment, Ling Wei suddenly felt a burning sensation in the palm of his hand, and soon there was a stench of burning flesh. When he looked closer, he saw that the two soul-seeking beads that were supposed to be blown away by the wind of his palm had disappeared.
It had penetrated tightly into the flesh and blood of his palm, burning it until it was scorched black.
Not only that, the light from the two burning red beads continued to surge, and finally exploded in Ling Wei's horrified eyes.
After the explosion, there was a man in the smoke, screaming, as if he was enduring severe pain to tear something off his skin, and the palms of his hands were bloody and bloody. When he appeared in front of everyone again, he was still in ragged clothes.
, his face was charred, and his eyes looking at Xia Ze were full of endless hatred.
"Where's my thunder-shaking soul cauldron? Give it back to me?" Ling Wei slapped his chest, and the strong energy vibrated, blowing away the charred black dust all over his body.
A moment ago, the palm-sized blue copper tripod incense burner flew out of the hand and immediately became the size of a buffalo. Inside the bronze tripod, blue plasma as thick as porridge water was stirring restlessly, as if it could cause terror anytime and anywhere.
of explosion.
Xia Ze made a gesture of standing up to the sky, and slapped the cauldron with both palms. After two bursts, Xia Ze's arms were unknowingly wrapped by dazzling lightning. Not only that, the bronze cauldron continued to grow in size, faintly visible.
It's on the verge of collapse.
Just when the cauldron full of plasma was about to fall on Xia Ze's head, a bottomless black hole suddenly appeared in front of Xia Ze, swallowing the terrifying thunder and lightning together with the giant cauldron.
The black hole dissipated, and there was another soul-stirring roar of a beast, shaking the world. On this day, everyone in Qingshen Town, the tide boiled in the inner lake, and countless stars in the zenith, in this roar like a command to the world,
They fell to the bottom of the lake one after another, causing thousands of waves.
There is a giant beast standing on the reef, raising its head the size of a mountain high, as if it wants to swallow the sky and the earth.
Xia Ze frowned, and the strange beast immediately restrained itself, and its domineering aura disappeared.
Most of the people watching in the martial arts arena were pale and sweating profusely. They wanted to leave, but found that their legs and feet were weak and they could not walk a step.
This burst of overwhelming coercion was all acting on Ling Wei, causing his excellent martial arts spirit to keep a low profile and bide his time. During this brief moment of loss of consciousness, Xia Ze, whose fist turned into a shocking white rainbow, fell.
In front of him, he immediately punched out.
Before the fist even reached the flesh, the powerful fist penetrated Ling Wei's body first, and then exploded the remaining clothes behind him into flying flakes all over the sky.
Ling Wei's chest heard a numbing sound of bone cracking. He vomited out a mouthful of blood, grabbed the young man's wrist with his remaining strength, and threw him back with all his strength, but he didn't want the young man to step on his knee.
The strength disappeared from the waist, abdomen, and chest, and then there was a powerful and heavy knee strike, hitting Ling Wei's back.
He screamed, and forcefully blasted out a burst of thunderous Qi from the Qi Palace, forcing Xia Ze back. He gritted his teeth and straightened his body. There was a click, and the broken spine quickly returned to its place, and then layer by layer
The flesh and blood wrapped around it and forcibly fixed it.
On the high platform, Wu Zhuan squinted his eyes, silently raised a finger, and smiled lightly.
Ling Wei's face was ashen and he had only one last move left.
At this moment, the onlookers were talking a lot, and many of them were adding insult to injury. They had already started whispering, planning how to spread his ugly behavior today to make him lose face.
He looked around and silently took note of the face. This move could not help but silence the somewhat noisy crowd.
For a moment, there was total silence.
Xia Ze withdrew his fist and said with a grin: "Master Ling, you don't have to be humble. You must use all your strength in the last move."
He raised his head and shouted to Wu Zhuan: "One move is a bit harsh, why not do this? Let's just waive these ten moves and this restriction on the ground, so that the Ling family will not be constrained when they take the initiative and can use their full strength.
How about going there?"
Wu Zui bowed his hands respectfully and said, "I think this idea is far-sighted and far-sighted, but I don't know what the Ling family's idea is."
"Old slave? Master?" There was a bang in Ling Wei's head, and he was suddenly enlightened. No wonder this guy could compete with him or even defeat him in just three realms. It turned out that from the beginning to the end, these two shameless things were singing
Double act, this is pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
But in this situation, no matter how worried he was about Xia Ze's boxing, he had no room to retreat. If both father and son were really defeated at the hands of others today, and some grand plans and strategies could not be implemented as planned, how could the Ling family survive in this situation?
Qingshen Town is established.
He snorted coldly: "I have no objection, but I have to add that you are responsible for your own life and death."
"good."
The thunder from the sky stirred up the fire from the earth.
In a moment, the two of them rushed to the center together. Xia Ze was sent flying backwards by a murderous punch from the seventh-level warrior. He knocked down three courtyard walls in a row, but still stood tall. He let out a low cry.
, shake away the blood stains all over your body.
Ling Wei's face was twitching with pain, because there were three deep fist marks on his chest, and there was still a steady stream of fist smoke rising from the edges.
"Why does this kid seem to have no pain? He is really a lunatic." He cursed angrily in his heart, and his Qi Palace shook.
His eyes, which had turned red with anger, began to glow with a golden light, and soon, as if they were clearly distinguishable, a shadow flew out from above his head.
As the shadow flew forward, it gradually solidified and turned into another murderous Ling Wei coming from the air.
"It's really strange that this kid Ling Wei has made Yang Shen since when." Lu Yixiang murmured in surprise.
The Seven Realms of Wufu are a big dividing line. After the Seventh Realm, there are mountainside and mountain top scenery that the predecessors could not imagine. How much self-control is solid, the martial artist who is on the edge of the knife stops moving forward within these seven realms, just because he steps into the future.
, the key to breaking through is no longer to simply polish your body, but to start from the ground up and interrogate your own state of mind.
In their early years, many warriors just focused on strengthening their bodies, fighting with strong men, and accumulating murderous energy. When facing the enemy, they would be like divine help.
Over time, there will be a stagnation like a black cloud pressing down on the realm, sinking into the center of the lake. After reaching the seventh realm, the martial artist will continue to dig out these silted obstacles, and like an old woman polishing a mirror with a stone by the lake, a little
The pain of shaving it off bit by bit is no less painful than scraping the bone with a knife and bathing in strong wine, or even a bit more painful.
In this process, it is like a piece of stone that is as soft as flesh and blood. The warrior has to remove the old vines, sand, and maggots entangled on it bit by bit, and then carve it into his own shape bit by bit with his own warrior spirit.
, and then use the warrior's heart fire to forge and temper it, making it indestructible. This is the Yang Shen.
Only those who successfully survive this level can be qualified to enter the eighth realm of wind control and see the scenery of Kyushu. At this moment, Ling Wei has been able to call out the Yang God. At this point, Lu, who has been depressed for many years, has not been able to get rid of it.
Yixiang felt ashamed and was convinced of the loss.
The Yang God, with eyes that were about to burst and a roar that shook the sky, came through the air with a long black sword condensed from mysterious water. The long sword was slashed out, and everything it touched was divided by the sword energy.
two.
Wu Zhui waved his sleeves, and four blue barriers appeared out of thin air, thus protecting everyone.
"Take your life!" Yang shouted, as if he were in a valley, echoing in waves.
A golden light flashed in Xia Ze's eyes.
"This... how is this possible!" Before Ling Wei had time to comprehend this sudden change, the Yang Shen, who was closely related to his own path, was wrapped in golden light, and finally turned into spots of light all over the sky.
He was determined to move his mind, but the Yang God body seemed to have nothing to do with him.
In an instant, there was a flash of lightning, and hundreds of golden fist shadows came from all directions, one punch after another, with great force, and they punched into his chest.
At the last moment, the ninety-eighth Tiangang fist was thrown.