The fire was raging with shocking intensity, and the old palms pressed down with determination and majestic force.
Shao Tong felt that the temperature all over his body suddenly increased to a terrifying level. The soil under his feet was dry and brown, and the surface of his skin was scalding hot.
True Yuan turns into flames and breaks the body to condense. This is already the power of the fourth level of True Yuan.
Xiang Taixiu made a desperate blow and surpassed the ultimate in his life.
"In this case, I will let you leave with hatred at the most brilliant moment!"
At the moment when the fire engulfed the sky, Shao Tong finally moved.
The Red Crane True Yuan that had just been born in his body was moving majestically, and at the same time, the powerful body that had been reborn eighteen times, the energy and blood surged to the sky. Under the control of spiritual power, the two forces were closely connected together.
Suddenly, he aimed a punch in the air.
boom!
The heat wave rushing down suddenly revealed a huge hole, and the monstrous airflow spread in all directions, like the shock wave of an artillery piece, shooting out to the surroundings.
The ground, courtyard walls, houses... bricks and stones were shattered, soil was flying, and walls collapsed.
As the dust filled the air, Shao Tong's figure jumped into the air, and his fierce fists landed on the pressing old palm.
Bang!
The thunderous sound reverberated in all directions, and the warriors watching the battle covered their ears in shock, but still kept their eyes open, not wanting to miss this ultimate confrontation.
Under the attention of everyone, the figures of Shao Tong and Xiang Taixiu gradually overlapped, violent flames surged and engulfed them, boundless heat waves swept in all directions, and the courtyard was like a furnace.
But in the center of the stove, Shao Tong, dressed in black, stood tall and straight, with overwhelming momentum. No matter how fierce the fire was, his palms were fierce, and he was attacking with all his life, but it was difficult to shake him.
Click!
The cold fist force hit the old figure's spine, and a crisp cracking sound was heard.
The old figure, which had long since been burned out, stared straight ahead with its eyes wide open, and finally fell completely.
"Old Master!"
Xiang's warriors rushed in with grief and anger, but were blocked by the fire that had not completely dissipated. Looking at the old figure lying in the dust, they wept sadly.
Shao Tong looked at them expressionlessly, without any disturbance in his heart.
This world is a naked law of the jungle. If you want to kill someone, you must be prepared to be killed. No one is innocent.
However, this old man's strength is indeed good, but after being reborn eighteen times, his combat power has reached an astonishing level.
He didn't have much experience before, but after experiencing this battle, he felt how powerful he was.
With the fire remaining, he raised his head coldly, stared at the families outside, and shouted softly: "Who's next?"
Ma Shengang, Zhai Hui, and Cao Xun looked at each other, all still immersed in the scene of Xiang Taixiu's death, shocked and uneasy.
"Since you don't dare, let me make the choice!"
Shaotong bared his teeth and smiled. His figure was like a phantom, jumping out of the fire in the blink of an eye and arriving among the warriors of several major clans.
"Everyone, be careful!"
A disciple of the Ma family who was at the first level of his true essence reacted quickly. As soon as he shouted, Shao Tong's figure had already arrived at his location.
He drew out a sharp long knife, bright in color, gorgeous in style, with a grade of eighth grade, and slashed forward.
In the direction of the blade, a finger as white as jade suddenly appeared, flicking the blade lightly.
This long knife, which was made of hundreds of refined steel and could be called a sharp weapon, was shattered into several pieces.
The warrior was shocked, a palm brushed his throat, and he fell silently.
"Brother Hong Hong!"
The other warriors around him let out mournful roars, the light of their swords, the arc of their swords, the shadows of their spears, their fists, their palms... more than a dozen warriors who were at the first or second level of true energy or who had been reborn from the flesh, surrounded and attacked.
Shao Tong closed his eyes lightly and swept his palms around.
Soon the sounds of broken weapons, broken bones, and desperate wails before death were all intertwined.
Compose a song of life and death that even the greatest music master cannot play.
Ten breaths later, Shao Tong, dressed in black, stood upright, with a row of corpses at his feet.
"How is it possible..." "He is a demon... a demon!" "It's too scary..."
The warriors from several major families whispered fearfully, and many even lowered their heads, not daring to look at this bloody scene.
"You villain, please accept your fate for the sake of my descendants of the Ma family!"
Ma Shengang let out an angry roar. More than half of the dozen or so warriors who died were descendants of the Ma family, family elites. Many of them were cultivated by him, and they died just like that.
His eyes turned red all of a sudden, and with no other thoughts in his mind, he angrily rushed towards the black-clothed figure in the field, his whole body flashing with energy, like a rushing river.
After him, Cao Xun hesitated for a moment, his fair skin flashing with chills, and then he charged out.
Looking at the backs of the two of them, Zhai Hui gritted his teeth and said: "Mr. Xiang's strength is amazing. He fought with all his strength. I don't believe he didn't suffer any loss at all... seize this opportunity to win the Zhengyang Relic!"
As he said this, his figure flashed, he held his palms in a virtual gesture, and covered him from the other side.
The three masters attacked from three sides and surrounded Shaotong in Gaixin.
The first one to attack was Ma Shengang. As the head of the Ma family, he used the Ma family's unique skill Dahong Fist. This boxing technique is of the seventh grade and is of the highest grade. The true energy that is born is like a rushing river, roaring floods, and continuous flow.
Endless.
Ma Shengang has already opened the fifty-four orifices required by the Great Hong Fist, forming an internal circulation of true energy. The Little Zhoutian is perfect, and the great great true energy is traveling around the body with unparalleled power. A punch blast is like a flood release valve.
, spreading across rivers and land, turbulent waves, endless.
But the angry waves surged, and the fierce fists of the huge waves fell all over Shaotong, but it was like a river flowing into the sea, unable to raise waves. A huge force suddenly surged out of Shaotong's body, like a huge sea, shaking the horse.
Shen Gang.
"This is... the Great Hong True Essence?" Ma Shengang's eyes were full of disbelief. The Great Hong Fist was Ma's unique skill. The person in front of him had never seen it before. How could he use this powerful force like the sea and huge waves?
The energy?
I have been practicing for more than forty years, but I have never developed such majestic power?
With his heart shaking, Ma Shengang was forced back step by step by the torrent of true energy.
"Oh!" Seeing that Ma Shengang was in a bad situation, Cao Xun hurriedly came up to assist.
His skin is as white as snow and filled with coldness. He looks like a fairy in the sky. He is white and tender, and can be broken by a blow, but he has a strong body that can resist seventh-grade weapons, is difficult to break with swords, and is invulnerable to water and fire.
Cao's unique skill, Iron Armor God Clothes, is a seventh-grade hard-kung martial arts. The deeper the skill, the darker the skin becomes, as cold as iron armor. But when it reaches the peak of cultivation, it will turn from black to white. It looks like thin skin and tender flesh, but in fact it is hard to win.
device.
Cao Xun's physical skills far surpassed that of his son Cao Yin, he was at the peak of the third level of true energy, and he could cultivate the iron armor to an unprecedented level.
With such a strong body, even a powerful archer cannot shoot through him even if he uses a ten-stone bow from a hundred paces away.
Facing Shao Tong at this moment, he directly used his white skin to attack him, confident that no one with the fourth level of true energy could resist his physical body.
Unexpectedly, the moment his limbs were impacted, his face turned red instantly.
But when Shao Tong glanced at him coldly, he drew his elbows and arms, turned sideways, and collided with him.
A majestic force hit Cao Xun's whole body in the blink of an eye. Even though the armored armor was indestructible, the huge force still shook Cao Xun's bones and organs unbearably, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"His physical body is so powerful!" Zhai Hui watched this scene solemnly, his short figure flashing like a raccoon and leaning towards Shao Tong's side.
Humph, I am not Ma Shengang. Cao Xun, two men who only know how to rush hard, I, the Zhai family's secret skill, the Suo Yuan Shou, can block the energy and blood as long as you get close to me. No matter how strong your physique is, your true energy will surge.
, it is difficult to get out even if it is trapped and blocked!
When thinking this way, Zhai Hui's low figure approached behind Shaotong, and suddenly pressed out with his ten fingers. His true energy condensed on his fingertips, and he peered into the Qi meridians and acupoints, and tapped them sharply.
"Success!"
Feeling the contact between his fingers and his body, Zhai Hui was overjoyed. As long as he gets the Suo Yuan Hand, no matter who you are, your life and death will be in the palm of my hand, Zhai.
At this moment, he saw an indifferent face, turning around without any expression.
A domineering fist seal suddenly struck down.
puff!
Zhai Hui flew backwards in disbelief, vomiting blood.
Why can he still have such power after being hit by Suo Yuan?
He would not have the chance to ask this question. The moment he flew upside down and landed on the ground, Shao Tong tiptoed, jumped into the air, and kicked his feet in the direction of his landing.
Click!
The sound of broken sternum resounded through the courtyard that was about to collapse completely. Under the horrified looks of the warriors from several major clans, Shao Tong crushed Zhai Hui's heart with his foot.
"Brother Zhai!"
Ma Shengang and Cao Xun shouted in horror, feeling as if the rabbit had died and the fox was sad.
But reality would not give them time to react. A figure in black kicked Zhai Hui away coldly and appeared in front of the injured two people like a ghost.