Chapter 760, Qingcheng collapse, mass escape
It's just that the secret method of destroying the heart's palm is the only "unique skill" mastered by Qingcheng Jianzong. Even if the lack of Qi method control effect is not satisfactory, it is impossible to put it down gently.
The most important thing in the world is the word "attention".
After more than a hundred years of repeated deliberation by the predecessors of Qingcheng, we finally created a set of airway secrets that conform to the vein of Qingcheng's qi refining and can generally exert the power of the heart-destructive palm, so this heart-destructive palm has become a unique skill that can be used by the Qingcheng School.
It's a pity that since Yu Canghai's debut, the opponent he has met is either too weak, and he can defeat it without destroying his heart, or he is also full of unique skills. Like Yue Butqun, Yu Canghai is far from enough to turn the tide.
Therefore, this set of secret methods has not played the endless brilliance of unique learning in the hands of Yu Canghai until today.
Yin Hong's blood flowed out happily at the corners of Zhu Peng's mouth. If it is an ordinary light and serious injury, Zhu Peng can control the body magic power to suck the blood back into his body. This is the usual means for practitioners to maintain their continuous combat effectiveness, which is extremely naughty in the eyes of pure qi refining monks.
The body monk's qi and blood are strong, and his vitality is ten times stronger than that of ordinary qi monks. Coupled with this means of injury and blood recovery, it is more terrible and difficult to kill.
However, at this time, Zhu Peng couldn't help spitting out the red blood with a faint sense of grayness. Even with Zhu Peng's sharpness, he could not feel any active cell consciousness in these blood, which was not conducive to healing or even more harmful.
"The heart-breaking palm has the characteristics of "ignoring defense, breaking the heart, and dying". You are dead at the moment of my palm. It's meaningless to struggle. Why do you insist on not being immortal and suffer so much?"
Yu Canghai coughed and asked with a smile, but there was a sense of victory on his face. If a slightly weak-minded person is fooled by him, he will be gradually scared to death by his real strength. This is not even a trick but a serious strength confrontation.
"The art of attacking the heart" is involved in the actual combat of any sect, but there are very few that can really be applied proficient or even random.
When Yu Canghai spoke, the deep purple yin inflammation and pale electric power on his body were still beating. At this time, he had gradually escaped from the effect of the "pupil of the doomsday", and his defense gradually recovered, but the purple yinitis and iron evil magneto light had already acted on him. Fortunately, his true defense did not recover at this time. In other, the three forces conflict with each other in his flesh, and collapsed flesh and rotten plasma peeled off and spilled on him almost every moment every day.
Slowly, this effect is like Ling Chi. From the surface, Yu Canghai is more than ten times more miserable than Zhu Peng.
"Life and death are relative. Your heart-breaking palm is indeed powerful. The palm cloth is dead, and the heart is broken with a blow, but I have been practicing hard since I was a child, not only the qi veins, muscles and bones. My strong qi, blood and vitality activity are also several times more than that of the same level practitioners. Although the death in your palm is strong, it will not kill me for a while... Cough The words were very powerful, but Zhu Peng coughed a mouthful of blood halfway.
The original rosy face became paler and even bluer. Obviously, the dead spirit has begun to erode his vitality in a real sense. Even if it is incomplete, it can't be carried by the body.
"Wow, okay, I just installed it."
He exhaled for a long time. Under the coercion of life and death, Zhu Peng finally softened. In the past, he fought to the death because there was a trace of life in danger.
Now that today's battle with Yu Canghai is so far, it is the end of the death of two people together. No matter how much it is, it is not brave, but recklessness at the cost of life.
"I count one, two and three. Let the two of us let each other go at the same time. You also know the current situation. If we continue to fight, we will both die here...
I still have dozens of beautiful wives and concubines, and I don't want to fight for my life with you here. That's too unsentiful.
"The old Tao also has the foundation of Qingcheng and can't let go. Of course, it's better for Taoist friends to be willing to turn Gan Ge into jade and silk."
Speaking of this time, the blue light and purple and white light on Yu Canghai's body were another hedge. This time, the hedge blew up a large piece of his flesh and blood. Yu Canghai did not have Zhu Peng's physical training quality. His endurance of pain was far less than that of Zhu Peng.
"One"
"Two"
"Three"
At the moment of Yu Canghai's severe pain, Zhu Peng opened his mouth, and three short sharp voices suddenly poured into his ears. At the same time, Yu Canghai's instinctively opened eyes suddenly met Zhu Peng's fast rotating purple eyes. "The light leads the way: slow thinking."
Between the clouds in the air, the purple and blue auras flashed together, and Zhu Peng's figure appeared and then flashed. The figure of Yu Canghai instantly turned into dozens of paths and flew around, but each flying shadow played a light black palm that exuded endless ripples in the direction of Zhu Peng's disappearance.
This move was obviously a blow from Yu Canghai. After one move, he couldn't even take care of his disciples and flew away in an instant.
When his figure reappeared, an ancient sword full of strange lines suddenly came out of Zhu Peng's chest. The sword almost stabbed Zhu Peng out a round hole visible before and after. A large amount of blood overflowed from Zhu Peng's mouth again, but the dark palms covering all the front routes came with a sense of death. If Zhu Peng couldn't take it. With one blow, he doesn't have to care about the ancient sword. He will be directly beaten into a corpse powder by this palm shadow all over the sky.
As soon as he grabbed the pine-patterned ancient sword blade that penetrated his chest, the potential of Zhu Peng's whole body burst out at this moment, and his hands holding the sharp sword front overflowed with a lot of blood, but before the palm was killed, Zhu Peng's whole body suddenly disappeared.
There is only one pine-patterned ancient sword in the air scattered with the strange light color of purple and blue. The heart that Yu Canghai must kill passed through the sword. The next moment, it could not maintain the palm shape and turned into a large area of gray fog to disperse. All the practitioners who were shrouded in gray fog beat violently in their hearts. If they were lucky, it was only the qi and blood surged, and the unlucky heart was bad. It's not dirty. It's not without a direct heart rupture or even an immediate death.
Zhu Peng avoided most of the palm power of his heart with the swordsmanship state of integrating with his own swordsmanship.
It's just that the pine-patterned ancient sword is not his sword weapon after all, and there is still a part of the heart-breaking palm power directly patted on the pine-patterned ancient sword. At this moment, the purple flame, green light and endless mortal power gray gas competed with each other, and a purple-gray broken hole gradually appeared around the sword weapon.
Just when all Huashan disciples were a little at a loss, a strong divine thought suddenly came out of the purple and gray void.
Author's language: http://book.zongheng.com/book/166149.html "2012 Doomsday Immortal" is the first release of this book vertically and horizontally. Thank you for your support. In addition, thank you, Qiankun. I finally know that there is a problem with a bad state recently. Where is it? It turned out that there was too much nonsense, which made the narrative of the plot empty.