With eight arms like a dragon and two swords cutting through the air, the two gods of war are indeed beyond the range of the Three Yang Sword Qi, but Ning Chen is obviously not just relying on the Three Yang Sword Qi to get by.
He stretched out his hand to grab it, and the Five Elements Divine Palm suddenly took shape. The constant discussions and exchanges with Shen Fei these days allowed Ning Chen to integrate a lot of insights from the God of War's Dharma into the Five Elements Divine Palm, making the power and changes of the Five Elements Divine Palm even higher.
One floor.
The giant palm with a radius of three feet and flashing yellow, green and blue colors has endless changes. In just a few breaths, it reached in front of the body of the snake tail body. The three elements of earth, wood and water flowed. The palms flew up and down, and the two swords were moved.
The strength is exhausted.
"What!" Zhou Heng exclaimed, and saw the Five Elements Divine Palm grasping the head of his God of War Dharma Appearance!
"Stop!" The snake raised its tail and tried its best to wrap around the giant palm of true energy.
But it's too late now...
"Bang!"
The three elements of the Five Elements Divine Palm flow, the true energy oscillates, the thickness of the earth, the abundance of the wood, and the coldness of the water all explode.
Wood overcomes earth, and earth overcomes water, while water submerges the earth, and thick soil suppresses the wood. They stir up each other, allowing the power of the earth's profound energy, the giant wood's essence, and the ice evil energy to merge with each other, and an explosion that is infinitely stronger than when used alone.
How many times the force was used to crush the head of the Faxiang in the palm of his hand!
The Dharma was shattered, and Zhou Heng's blood spurted out. His whole body went limp, he turned over and fell downwards.
"Oh My God!"
"So strong?"
Before the onlookers could react, Ning Chen pointed his sword at a point, and the three-yang flying sword formed a sword formation in the shape of a glyph. The dragon and snake dragon returned to their origins, turning into three sword energy that penetrated the sky and the earth. The golden light reflected the heaven and the earth, and the sword power
The majestic and vast eight-armed dharma image pressed by the Sanyang Sword Intent could not lift its head at all. The sword force was stacked one after another, and the eight magical weapons were forced by the sword energy one after another, and their bodies were damaged, and they fell one after another.
The true energy backfired, and Ning Yiwei groaned, with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth. He also saw that Zhou Heng was seriously injured as soon as he met him. There was endless fear in his eyes. He took advantage of the moment when the flying sword hit the magic weapon and quickly stopped it.
Dharma Xiang quickly retreated behind Yu Wenzhou, not even having time to collect the eight magic weapons.
If he had been a step later, he would have ended up like Zhou Heng.
With a roll of Yuwenzhou's true essence, he pulled the fallen Zhou Heng to his side, took a deep look at Ning Chen, and without saying a word, turned around and left with Ning Yiwei.
Do you want to continue to be embarrassed by staying here?
As for accusing Ning Chen of being too harsh, there is no need to mention it. Shen Fei also has a backing.
It really got serious. Although some people who couldn't stand Ning Chen took action, Yu Wenzhou's face was completely humiliated. In a two-on-one fight at the same level, not only did he fail to win an outsider, he was also beaten to death by him.
Two serious injuries, apart from getting a trashy comment, would there be any other good words?
"Trash!" Before the person had gone far, Yu Wenzhou heard the comment coming from afar, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and then he left quickly.
"Your Five Elements Divine Palm is getting more and more powerful, and it actually incorporates some of the secrets of our God of War's Dharma." Shen Fei said, then scratched his head and frowned, "I didn't teach you, could it be you yourself?
Comprehended?"
"I gained a little bit from my sparring with you, so I just practiced casually, and it seems the effect is pretty good!" Ning Chen chuckled.
Shen Fei thought about it, but found that he had not learned Ning Chen's Five Elements Divine Palm or Seven Hook Divine Light, and only had some slight gains in Sanyang Sword Qi. He couldn't help but feel a little depressed.
"Forget it, I won't compete with you on understanding." Shen Fei shook his head and took Ning Chen to fly to the center of the God of War City, "I'll take you to see my master and senior brother. By the way, I want to ask about the competition with Tianfang Sect. What's going on?"
…
"Junior brother?"
"Senior brother, this is my friend Ning Chen, and this is my senior brother Wu Junhai!"
"I have met Fellow Daoist Ning. I also saw the battle just now. It was very exciting. Fellow Daoist Ning's strength is amazing and breathtaking."
Wu Junhai looks like a middle-aged man in his forties. He is dressed in coarse linen and looks very ordinary. His eyes are smiling. When he is serious, he looks like he is smiling evilly. He has a mustache. It reminded Ning Chen of Lu Xiaofeng in the novel.
"I've met fellow Daoist Wu!" Ning Chen bowed and returned the greeting.
"Fellow Daoist Ning's Sword Technique is very good, but the True Yuan Palm is even more powerful. The Qi in it actually contains three rare treasures of heaven and earth that contain Tao Yun, and it fits perfectly with Daoist Ning's Technique. Ning Dao My friend’s luck is really enviable!”
However, before Ning Chen could reply, Wu Junhai suddenly changed his tone, "I wonder if you, fellow Daoist Ning, are you engaged to Geng this year? I have a little junior sister who is only a few years older than Shen Fei. She is well-informed and courteous. Gentle and virtuous, with beautiful appearance and profound cultivation, he is a perfect match for fellow Daoist Ning!"
"Big brother!" A clear but angry voice sounded, and an emerald green figure walked out of the house behind him.
The girl was young, dressed in smart clothes, and had a dashing appearance. What caught Ning Chen's attention the most was her long and straight legs that took up almost half of her body.
"Junior sister, didn't you go find the master? Why are you still here?" Wu Junhai was stunned and said subconsciously.
"I'm back!" Ling Luo narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth so hard that Ning Chen almost heard the creaking sound.
"Haha, that's it. Come on, come on, I'll introduce you to a Taoist friend you didn't see just now..." Wu Junhai seemed like nothing happened.
"I saw it just now. Didn't I just kill Ning Yiwei and Zhou Heng? I can slap them away with just one slap. What's so great about it!" Ling Luo rolled his eyes at Ning Chen and said arrogantly.
Ning Chen was speechless. Isn't it normal for you to slap two early-stage Condensing Yuans away when you are in the middle stage of Condensing Yuan? Do you have the ability to try to slap Yu Wenzhou away?
However, Ling Luo was obviously dissatisfied now. Even Wu Junhai pretended not to hear her words, but invited Ning Chen into the room and explained, "The God of War Sect and the Tianfang Sect have a grudge between their ancestors. The annual competition has been going on for more than four thousand years."
"Why?" A competition that happens once a hundred years is too long ago for most disciples, and the sect does not deliberately publicize it. Therefore, young disciples like Shen Fei, if it doesn't happen, actually they don't know about it. matter.
Ling Luo sat on the big chair beside him, crossed his legs, found a comfortable position, and said softly, "Let's fight for the treasure. At that time, one of our ancestors and people from the Tianfang Sect discovered this spiritual spring together. , as a result, the two parties refused to give in to each other, and finally decided to have a battle of skills. The winner can enjoy the spiritual spring for a hundred years."
"Why didn't you directly decide the ownership of the spiritual spring at that time?" Shen Fei asked.
"Idiot, why do you think we have to compete with Chirong Sect and the others every two years?" Ling Luo said with a look of contempt on his face, hating how iron can never become steel.
Shen Fei stopped talking.
"Lingquan is a small matter. The biggest purpose of Lingquan fighting is to explore each other's background and let the disciples gain more knowledge." Wu Junhai said with a smile, "However, this Lingquan is indeed very effective and can cleanse the monks again. The flesh, blood and marrow of the body will enhance your cultivation potential."
"Who won last time?" Shen Fei asked.
"Idiot, have you been there?" Wu Junhai patted Shen Fei on the head.