The purple mist was billowing and mighty, and the breath in Xu Zifan's body was flowing, and the vast internal energy was surging and endless.
The magical power of Zixia is not named casually. The word Zixia is a beautiful word. Purple means nobility and infinite;
Measurable, magnificent.
This skill can not only accumulate inner energy, but most importantly, it can develop the body's treasures and release its potential. Once the true energy is developed, it will be dense and endless.
It can dissolve all kinds of alien qi and develop the treasure potential of the human body. It is endlessly mysterious and is actually the supreme Taoist mystical skill.
At this moment, Xu Zifan's Zixia Qi is flowing all over his body. Under the stimulation of the outside world, Zixia Qi is integrating into his bones, skin membranes, five internal organs, and even blood, and even cells throughout his body.
The silver lines were first formed on Xu Zifan's bones and heart when his body absorbed the mysterious mist of blue light particles when he practiced with blue exotic stones.
At this time, Zixia's true energy integrated into Xu Zifan's body, and the silver lines began to spread again under the stimulation of the outside world.
Threads and threads, like rune carvings, like natural formation, endlessly complex. At this moment, Xu Zifan's whole body has a faint silver light shining on his bones, which is mysterious and extraordinary. If you look carefully, it is a series of thin and dense silver lines intertwined.
On the bones, there is a faint silver light.
It's a long story, but soon, after Xu Zifan took six steps back and stood still, the silver lines on his bones gradually stopped spreading, and Zixia's true energy was no longer integrated into his body.
Roar!
The roar of a lion came, and the golden light was dazzling, but Master Yuankong once again formed the golden lion seal with his hand, like a furious lion, and came to kill him.
boom!
The sky shook, and golden light shone on the heaven and earth. The golden Arhat and the bronze man were wrapped in bright golden light and came to kill again. The golden pillars fell down like the pillars of the sky, and with the pressure of destroying everything, they blasted towards Xu Zifan.
Rumble! The air was roaring, and there was another Nirvana blow, this one more powerful than before.
"The fifth strike!"
There were people outside the field counting, with solemn expressions in their eyes. The Eighteen Arhat Bronze Man Formation of Shaolin Temple was too strong. It was already very difficult to catch one blow. But he was the best master in the world, let alone five blows?
The purple mist was vast, covering a ten-meter radius. Xu Zifan stood in the purple mist, looking at the golden pillar hitting from high in the sky, with some longing in his eyes.
The purple cloud magical power was operating, and the purple mist gradually returned to the body. Faced with this shocking blow, Xu Zifan did not speed up the operation of the purple cloud magical power. Instead, he withdrew part of the body-protecting energy, leaving only a part to protect several people in the field.
Not hurt by the aftermath.
"Haha! Did you see that? The Huashan Sword Demon's body has run out of energy!" Someone sneered.
The heroes outside the field were silent. Seeing the strange phenomena around Xu Zifan fade away, they all had a feeling at this time that maybe the Huashan Sword Demon could not hold on to the Nine Strikes of Nirvana.
But Liu Jing, Qu Feiyan, Tian Boguang and Mu Gaofeng saw that the purple energy around them was much thinner, and their faces showed different colors.
"Brother Xu..." Liu Jing and Qu Feiyan shouted worriedly, with their swords unsheathed and ready to help at any time.
"No problem, just watch the battle quietly!"
At this moment, a hint of faint words, confident and calm, accompanied by a wisp of Zixia's true energy, came into their ears.
boom!
The fifth blow of Nirvana's stick arrives, like a stick that pours down upon the sky, with unparalleled power, the earth is shaking.
Xu Zifan punched with his left hand, and after knocking away Master Yuankong again, he suddenly turned around, the purple divine sword swirled through layers of purple mist, and once again blocked the Nirvana Stick.
"Ding-deng-deng..."
boom!
The ground exploded and earth and rocks flew into the sky. This time, Xu Zifan took seven steps back. After receiving blows from Nirvana's stick all over his body, his body trembled and an even more powerful concussive force hit him.
At this moment, Zixia's true energy was once again integrated into the cells around his body, and silver lines were spreading on his bones. Xu Zifan felt that the hardness and toughness of his bones had increased again, and his physical strength had also increased slightly.
After a while, this feeling disappeared again, and Xu Zifan was sure that being hit on his body could speed up the growth of his strength.
Then his eyes flashed with purple flowers, with a ray of hope and a hint of joy, and he looked at the bronze Arhat with golden body attacking again.
boom!
The sixth blow of the Nirvana Stick struck. This time, Xu Zifan stepped back eight steps. Since his own body-protecting Qi had been withdrawn, after catching the blow, his face was a little flushed, but deep in his eyes, there was a trace of
The joy flashed away.
"Look! The Huashan Sword Demon is dead!" Someone outside the venue said with a look of gloating.
Rumble!
The sky exploded, golden light shone, and soon, Nirvana struck with the seventh blow!
After this blow, Xu Zifan took nine steps back, his face turned red, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Haha! The Huashan Sword Demon is really dead!" Someone laughed at this moment.
"What a pity. He is so young and already has the best strength in the world. It is only because he is too arrogant and does not know how to be humble that he ends up like this." Someone else said.
"Even if the Huashan Sword Demon died in battle today, it would be an honor to die. His name will spread throughout the martial arts world, look at how many peerless masters are here to besiege him alone." Some people sighed, everyone still admired Xu Zifan's strength very much.
At this moment, Xu Zifan actually had a look of deep longing in his eyes, waiting for the next blow.
boom!
The bright golden light illuminates the heaven and earth, and the stick of Nirvana strikes again.
The eighth strike!
"puff!"
Xu Zifan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and this time he took a full ten steps back.
"It won't work, it won't work, haha!" Someone sneered, the voice was loud.
"Brother Xu!"
"Brother Xu!"
At this moment, Liu Jing and Qu Feiyan looked worried and anxious, crying and shouting loudly. They both thought Xu Zifan was injured.
Then the two of them prepared to run to Xu Zifan, but the purple mist seemed to turn into a wall to block them, and a wisp of purple energy carrying a sentence reached their ears again.
"I'm fine, don't worry!"
Snapped!
Xu Zifan slapped away the golden lion seal on his hand, and after Master Yuankong attacked again, purple flowers were faintly in his eyes, with a look of longing, and he looked at the bronze figure of the golden Arhat.
Only he himself knew that his physical strength had increased a lot in this short period of time. The blood he just vomited was only the waste blood that had been shaken in his body and his five internal organs had been baptized by Zixia's true energy.
At this moment, his true condition is: better than ever!
If the other martial arts heroes around him were to know Xu Zifan's current state, they would definitely despise him. Why are you vomiting blood when you have nothing to do? Are you playing tricks on all of us? It's too hurtful!
boom!
At this moment, the bronze Arhat with a golden body held a stick in both hands and came to kill again, but this time, the golden light around him was fading, and he could be vaguely seen. His face was pale and he looked exhausted.
However, the golden light on the wrought-iron rod in his hand became even more intense. It was thick golden energy. At this time, the wrought-iron rod seemed to turn into a golden sun, surrounded by golden light and endless divine power.
Judging from the momentum, it far exceeds the power of the eighth stick.
"One stick of nirvana!"
The ninth strike!
Nine strikes to eliminate demons, Nirvana and rebirth; if the demons are not destroyed, bliss will soar!
Needless to say, this blow was the most powerful blow in the entire formation of the Eighteen Arhat Bronze Men. At this moment, the golden Arhat Bronze Man struck from the sky with his stick. At this moment, the wrought iron rod in his hand seemed to turn into a stick.
The great sun was shining with great momentum, and it suppressed everything with the momentum of killing gods and slaying demons.
Rumble!
The stick was still in the air, and before it landed, the void had already started to tremble, the air was crackling, and the ground was cracking.
"Hiss! It's so powerful, can it be resisted by human power?"