One thousand eight hundred and twenty-seven space strangulation
In the past, there were many experts gathered near Murong City in the Northern Territory of Jiuzhong Longxiao, but that was because the Murong family established its headquarters here. Since the Murong family was destroyed nearly a hundred years ago, this place has become a deserted land.
This can be seen from the previous burst of energy from Murong's tomb, and the strength of the cultivators who rushed here to hunt for treasures. The strongest ones at that time were only half a step up to the level of the saints in the imperial palace.
With such a level of cultivation, Tan Qigong can dominate the whole family within Murong City, so in Ansou's view, there are very few people in this area who have reached the third level of the Holy Order.
What's more, even if the old man has broken through to the Huanxuan Realm, Ansou is a figure at the pinnacle of the Huanxuan Realm. He is from the Lu family, and his combat power is much more powerful than ordinary cultivators of the same level.
"You are not qualified to know my name!"
How could Murong Sou say his name in such a large public, and the disdainful voice in his mouth clearly angered An Sou.
"No matter who you are, if you dare to help that boy Yunxiao, you will die today!"
Under the teasing gazes of Murong Sou and Yun Xiao, An Sou was still unconscious. After his shameless words came out, his whole figure suddenly rushed towards Murong Sou.
There is a strong person with the word "Sou" in these two names. Although they are both at the third realm of the Holy Vein, one is only at the peak of Huaxuan Realm, and the other has reached the Holy Realm. They are completely different from each other.
language.
Therefore, the moment An Sou launched his attack, or the moment Murong Sou appeared outside, the former's fate was already destined. This was a completely unequal battle.
"How dare a mere ant shake a giant elephant?"
Seeing the aura of the peak Hua Xuan Realm emanating from An Sou, Murong Sou couldn't help but have a sneer on his face. After the cold voice came out from his mouth, he stretched out his right hand and pointed at An Sou who was rushing towards him.
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"Um?"
Just such a seemingly ordinary finger made the Ansou's face change drastically on the spot, because he suddenly found that the air around him had condensed at this moment, and seemed to contain an unmatched power.
"This is...the power of space?"
It has to be said that Anso is, after all, a strong person in the third level of the Holy Vein at the peak of the Hua Xuan Realm. His ability to sense the power of this space is far beyond what onlookers can match, so he recognized it immediately.
And Ansou, who was the party involved, was the first to bear the brunt. At this moment, he had already determined that the old man was at least a holy cultivator of the Huanxuan Realm, but his strength may not be comparable to that of himself, a peak powerhouse of the Huanxuan Realm.
But at the next moment, Anso knew that he was wrong, and it was a big mistake, because the purpose of those space powers was not just to restrain him.
"twist!"
A deep shout came from Murong Sou's mouth, and then everyone onlookers could clearly see that the space where An Sou was located had suddenly become distorted.
At this moment, Murong Sou gently grasped his right hand, and then slowly twisted it, as if he was controlling an invisible force. The space in the distance was exactly the range he controlled.
"Is this space strangulation? No...how is this possible?"
When Ansou found that the space he was in had become distorted, his face couldn't help but become extremely gloomy, because he seemed to have realized something.
Although Ansou subconsciously didn't want to believe that this was true, there was a voice roaring in his heart, forcing him to believe that it was true. In the face of the facts, all struggles were in vain.
"A powerful man in the Holy Realm!"
Until Ansou struggled wildly, trying to escape from the strangling range of the space, but still failed to do so, he could only accept this fact.
Because as a cultivator at the pinnacle of the Hua Xuan Realm, Ansou, who has already mastered space, clearly knows what level he needs to reach in order to perform this unique skill of space strangulation.
The three realms of the Holy Vein are divided into three realms: Huanxuan, Dongyou and Holy Saint. These three realms are obviously different. In essence, they are the study and application of the power of space.
If the Hua Xuan Realm can only use a trace of space power for its own use, then the Dongyou Realm can already control that space power. The only difference is the strength.
As for the highest Holy Realm, the power of space is even more readily available. The power of space is contained in every move and every move. When fighting against others, just by performing a space strangulation, you can strangle your opponent into nothingness.
Of course, this only refers to what a powerful person in the Holy Realm can do when facing a cultivator who is a level lower than his own, such as the Cave Nether Realm and the Hua Xuan Realm.
At this moment, Ansoul's heart had sunk to the bottom. He already understood that he could not sense the other party's cultivation level, not because the old man hid his strength, but because the gap between the two sides was too huge.
There is still a large level of Dongyou Realm between Huaxuan Realm and Holy Saint Realm. With such a gap, how could Ansou sense Murong Sou's true cultivation level?
It was precisely because of his ignorance of this information that Ansou unexpectedly launched the attack first, but was eventually killed by Murong Sou with a spatial stranglehold.
"Break it!"
Looking at Ansou who was constantly struggling in the power of space, Murongsou showed no mercy at all on his face. He let out a soft voice, and then clenched his right hand tightly.
Wow!
There was a sound like breaking glass, and then everyone saw that the space where Ansou was was shattered into pieces, and even the powerful man at the peak of the Xuanhua Realm inside was turned into a blood mist.
"Is this space strangulation?!"
Seeing this scene, the bystanders not far away reacted belatedly. Although they had not even reached the third level of the Holy Vein, they were still well-informed people. One of them even exclaimed in surprise.
"According to legend, space strangulation requires a strong person who has reached the Holy Realm to perform it. Could it be that that person...that senior has already reached the Holy Realm in cultivation?"
Another pulse refiner also had a look of shock on his face. After realizing this fact, even if he spoke in a very low tone, he did not dare to be disrespectful to the calm old man in the sky.
The onlookers, who had previously been in awe of even the powerful Huaxuan Realm masters, suddenly saw another powerful person in the Holy Saint Realm appear. One can imagine their mood.
It can be said that they are already the top group of people in Jiuzhong Longxiao. I didn't expect that today, this strange super strong man would appear at the edge of Yingrong Lake. What is his origin?
"Is he from the Murong family?"
Some people have a keen mind and guessed the truth with this guess. After all, this is the place where Murong's tomb is located. The old man seems to hate the Canglong Imperial Palace deeply. Otherwise, why would he dare to kill even the people from the Canglong Imperial Palace?
Once these two situations are combined, the scope is greatly reduced. After all, in today's Jiulongxiao, there are very few people or family sects who dare to go against the Canglong Emperor Palace.
Thinking of this, some people couldn't help but gloat, secretly thinking that after so many years of running rampant in the Canglong Emperor's Palace, someone finally dared to jump out and take a bite. This seemed to be a signal.
Yun Xiao, the young man in rough clothes who killed many elders in the Imperial Palace including Suo Si, no longer takes Canglong Imperial Palace seriously, but after all, he is only a heaven-level cultivator and has no regard for Canglong Imperial Palace.
It seems like it can't be shaken yet.
But now, when a powerful man in the Holy Realm also regards the Canglong Emperor's Palace as his biggest enemy, it must be that the Canglong Emperor's Palace will have a huge headache for some time in the future, right?
The destructive power of a strong man in the Holy Realm is much more powerful than that of a cultivator in the third realm of heaven like Yun Xiao. Everyone can imagine that if the old man hides in the dark, he keeps attacking cultivators who are out of the Canglong Emperor Palace.
, it must be a big trouble.
Over the years, the Canglong Imperial Palace has acted arrogantly, and many family sects dare not speak out. They were only frightened by the power of the Canglong Imperial Palace, and did not sincerely surrender.
So at this moment, they can see that the cultivators of the Canglong Emperor Palace are defeated, and that there is another powerful man in the Holy Realm who is confronting the Canglong Emperor Palace. For them, it is really a happy thing to see.
Murong Sou naturally did not care about the thoughts of these onlookers. After strangling An Sou with one finger, he flew through the air and came to Yun Xiao.
"Are you okay?"
Murong Sou's soft questioning voice brought Yun Xiao back to his senses, and he hugged his fists towards Murong Sou. His gratitude was beyond words, but he knew how much damage the other party might suffer this time out of the lake.
And at that critical moment when he was absorbing the Water Dragon Heaven-turning Formation, he could sense his own danger and voluntarily give up absorbing energy to rescue him. This great kindness, Yun Xiao will probably never forget in his life.
"Between you and me, there is no need to say thank you. Judging from your appearance, your life is not in serious danger. You probably don't need me anymore, right?"
Murong Sou's eyes swept over the onlookers in the distance, and he talked eloquently. After talking about it, even he couldn't help but smile, and at the same time he was extremely shocked.
Even though Ansou was in Murongsou's hands just now and couldn't even hold on to a move, he was a strong man at the peak of the Xuanhua Realm after all. Compared with Xue Qilai who was in Murong's tomb more than ten days ago, he was infinitely stronger.
How many times.
But under such a strong man, Yun Xiao was able to escape without any injuries, but suffered some internal injuries. This was something that Murong Sou thought was unbelievable.
Even Murong Sou had a weird idea, that is, if he didn't come out this time, the young man might not die in the hands of An Sou.
Murong Sou didn't know why he had such thoughts. Now he was looking at this rough-clothed boy more and more confused. Fortunately, he was already a friend of the Murong family, so he no longer had to worry about too many things.
As for Murong Sou's glance, he was naturally referring to the cultivators watching from a distance. He believed that with Yun Xiao's strength and his own intimidating power, no one would dare to stroke the tiger's beard again, right?