Four hundred and seventieth chapters blood-turning palm
There was a man and a tiger standing on it. Jia Bojun frowned and said: "Why do I feel that this rune is very familiar? I seem to have seen it somewhere. "
"The root of this rune is probably a Dao Rune. It can evolve into various magical powers. It's really magical. I don't know where he got it." Dahei muttered, this kind of thing is not ordinary, it is very special.
precious.
The land within a radius of one mile was wrapped in sword lights and runes, and a huge whirlwind blew up, raging wildly here.
This was a very powerful bombardment. The people surrounding the attack were all retreating. They all lost their composure. They felt that a battle of this magnitude was too tyrannical.
"Who is this young man?" Some people are confused. When did Xuanyu come out with such an outstanding person?
"Could he be Tao!" Some people have this idea, feeling that this person's fighting style is very similar to Tao.
The chaotic atmosphere in the field lasted for a while, and then gradually dissipated. Tuoba Hong's face became a little uneasy. He came up and used the psychic sword, but the opponent used his magical power to resist and did not move the sword. If it was the winner,
It's not glorious either.
"Give me your life!" The aura all over his body surged wildly, and divine clouds shot out, soaring high into the sky. The whole person rushed forward, and raised their fists to hit his chest.
Dao Ling roared, and the golden fist attacked. The two fists struck together, the heaven and the earth trembled, and divine light shone out.
"You are looking for death!"
Dao Ling's body suddenly pushed forward, his body exploded with terrifying blood energy, like a huge oven burning, and the pressure shook the earth.
"What? What a terrifying blood energy!" Tuoba Hong's eyes suddenly shrank, feeling an unparalleled fluctuation that made him tremble.
"kill!"
Dao Ling shouted in shock and waved his fist, causing the whole world to twist and attack his head.
"Things looking for death!"
Tuoba Hong reacted immediately and swung the psychic sword in his hand, slashing at Dao Ling's fist, trying to chop him down.
Dao Ling's punch was unstoppable, and the force of the punch was like a tsunami, shattering the sky and cracking the earth!
Under the petrified gazes of the surrounding people, Dao Ling's fist hit the sword blade!
When the two collided, huge sparks exploded, accompanied by the trembling sound of metal collision, like thunder in the sky, which was about to split the sky!
The golden fist struck the psychic divine sword, causing a vacuum to collapse, as if the wind was dancing in the sky, the oppressive world was shaking, and the divine power was endless.
"How is this possible? He can actually shake my sword. This is impossible!"
Tuoba Hong's arms trembled, his eyes opened angrily, and a drop of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He actually punched him hard with his fist! He was very unbelievable how powerful this person's body was!
The entire audience was petrified, and many people's lips were trembling. Is this a humanoid ferocious dragon? He actually punched a top-notch heaven-reaching spiritual treasure!
"This is impossible, is he wearing some kind of divine clothes?!" Someone exclaimed, feeling that they had seen it wrong. I'm afraid Taoists don't have this ability!
"How can his body be so strong? Could it be that he is the Tao!"
"I'm afraid only Dao can reach this step. Could it be that Dao has made a breakthrough again!"
The whole place was in an uproar, and many people were scared to death. Dao had broken through again. How could they survive?
Dao is already ridiculously strong. He has fought against the Supreme Demon Realm, fought bloody battles with heroes, and has the power to sweep this small world, but now he has made a breakthrough.
"It must be Tao!" Someone shouted excitedly: "Tao is too strong. He is indeed a hero of our Xuan Realm. He will definitely defeat the Demon Realm Supreme!"
"That's right, I have long said that Tuoba Hong is too arrogant, and I want to challenge Dao. Now is the time for him to reap the consequences. You just wait and see. Dao's temper will never make it easy for him!"
The whole audience was excitedly discussing that the current way might actually be possible.
Many people hate saint families and feel that they are too arrogant, relying on the halo of their ancestors and not taking others seriously, even some families with ancient inheritance are no exception.
In this scene, there were some people from the Martial Palace and the ancient aristocratic families who had besieged Daoling in the past. Their faces were all pale. It was unreasonable for them to break through even though they were so strong.
At the moment of horror in the audience, Dao Ling looked up to the sky and roared, his silk threads danced wildly, blood surged all over his body, the sky and the earth shattered, the golden light of his fist could penetrate the earth, and the psychic sword trembled when he hit it.
At the same time, he stretched out his left hand and hung it in the palm of his hand, spitting out immeasurable blood and slashing at him. It was so hot that it could burn mountains and boil seas!
"Not good!" Tuoba Hong's eyes tightened, and in the depths of his right palm, blood clouds surged and red flames blazed, creating a terrifying coercion.
This palm formed in a hurry, then flapped it out, and shook it hard with the golden palm that came over.
boom!
The ground in the surrounding areas collapsed, and the divine energy exploded like a tide, raging across the sky and earth, and several mountains were reduced to ashes.
"cough!"
Tuoba Hong was trembling all over, his arm pressed by Dao Ling's palm was bleeding, and he flew backwards, almost falling to the ground.
Some people gasped. Tuoba Hong is a descendant of a saint family, but in front of the Tao, he can only be beaten and suppressed!
"Tao defeated Tuoba Hong with just his bare hands. He is indeed a peerless genius. He can aspire to be the supreme king of Xuanyu in the future!"
"They say Emperor Wu is the supreme king of the Xuan Realm, but I don't think so. I think there is hope for a battle with Emperor Wu!"
Many people are excited because there is only one generation of supreme beings in a domain. Some people support Dao Ling, feeling that he can fight to this point.
"It's just an idiot's dream. Emperor Wu has cultivated to an unfathomable level. Dao Ling is still a rising star. He is not qualified enough to fight against Emperor Wu."
"That's right. A drop of Emperor Wu's blood can fight Dao. This shows how terrifying Emperor Wu is. I guess if his true form comes to kill him, he can be suppressed with the back of his hand."
Of course, there were the most objections. Most people felt that Emperor Wu was the strongest and had created too many legends.
"You are the Tao!"
Tuoba Hong heard the discussions around him. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled coldly: "It's really easy for me to find you. You didn't let me down. You were able to force me back."
Tuoba Hong was not depressed. Although he was defeated by Dao, he was confident of victory and wanted to kill Dao!
"What are you talking about there? Come here and fight!"
Daoling shouted in shock, his clothes were flying in all directions, and his blood was exploding, surging into the sky, shaking the clouds, enough to cause chaos in the world.
"You're looking for death!" Tuoba Hong was furious. As a descendant of a saint, he was directly proud, but he couldn't stand being humiliated again and again.
"Today I will let you, a primitive person, see what inheritance is and what a saintly family is!"
Tuoba Hong's sword pointed at Daoling, with a tyrannical aura, looking down at the world, and even described Dao as a primitive man who was not worthy of much use.
"Well, why is this kid so arrogant? I don't like him very much." In the void, Jia Bojun frowned and said seriously.
Dahei's face immediately dropped, he was silent for a while and yelled: "I'm so arrogant about your business, you pretentious guy, please think of it for me to figure out the secret technique of stealing the saint, it's best if you can write it down silently.
Stealing his sword from me!"
"Hmph, don't even think about coveting my secret skills." Jia Bojun snorted and looked sideways at Dahei, as if he had seen through it.
In the field, Dao Ling raised his eyebrows and yelled: "You bastard, do you think your ancestors are still alive? Don't talk about those lost glory, I ask you, do you still want to fight?"
Tuoba Hong's face was ashen, his fists were clenched, and the veins in his arms were bulging. He didn't speak this time, but stretched out his palm. This big hand was actually infinitely big!
To be precise, this is a big blood cloud hand, with a hazy blood mist, and a blood moon hanging inside, which is so heavy that the sky collapses and the earth collapses!
This palm is so terrifying, covering the sky, as if it came out of nothingness, and contains an unparalleled aura of majesty, which is throbbing and terrifying.
"This, is this the Tuoba family's secret art of saints, the Blood-Transforming Palm!"
Someone is roaring, this is the secret technique of the saint, it was created by the saint, and it can be compared with the seventy-two great supernatural powers!
The secret skills of saints are so rare. This kind of existence can only be mastered by saints and families. This is the foundation!
This big hand was so terrifying that it made Dao Ling's body tremble, a dignified look flashed in his eyes, and a terrifying giant golden palm erupted from his back.
Cover the sky with one hand!
The big hand of blood cloud covered the sky, and the golden giant hand hung on the ground, creating a spectacular scene that made people cringe.
"Hmph, break it to me!" Tuoba Hong shouted coldly, and the blood clouds in the sky fell from his palms, crushing the heaven and earth, and the void was twisting.
The golden giant palm swung upwards, and the blood energy shattered the sky and the earth, and they clashed with it!
The divine light was so hot that the scenery was blurred and no one could hear any movement. The sound was so loud that it seemed as if the sky was about to collapse.
The sky is shattering, everything is shattering, and big cracks more than ten miles away are being born!
"Hmph, practice for me!"
A cold voice came from the blurry scene, and the giant palm of the blood cloud actually crushed the giant golden palm, suddenly evolving into a huge bloody oven, burning with fierce blood light, with a blood moon floating inside.
Under the shocked gazes of the surrounding people, the bloody oven pressed down and sealed the Tao inside!
"What?"
"The way is sealed!"
"I understand, this is the saint's secret technique, the blood-transforming divine palm, which is specially designed to restrain the physical power!"
"Why are there so many magical powers to restrain the body? This is so unfair!" Some people were puzzled and shouted wildly, isn't Sichuan Ba the only one who has the magical power to restrain the body!
Tuoba Hong came out, stood with his hands behind his back, his heroic posture seemed to be majestic, and said disdainfully: "Tao, it's nothing more than this!"
Everyone was extremely shocked.
"Yeah?"
A playful voice suddenly sounded.
Tuoba Hong's body suddenly stiffened and he lost his voice: "Who?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he was greeted by a kick that trampled directly on the Tuoba family's head.
"Ah!" Tuoba Hong screamed and was kicked by Dao, causing him to vomit blood and his neck was almost crooked.
"The secret skills of saints are nothing more than this!"
Dao Ling walked up to him and said disdainfully.
Just now he moved Dou Zhuan Xing Yi. Although the saint's secret technique is strong, how can Dou Zhuan Xing Yi be weak!