405 magic fighting skills regardless of the middle

"Ah!!!"

Sikong Shaohuang looked up to the sky and roared, and his breath suddenly became violent. His eyes stared at Xue Chen gloomyly. He was no longer an indifferent and majestic god, but turned into a demon emperor.

His eyes were slightly red, flashing sharp, and he gritted his teeth and roared, "Our company's young emperor has lost face for the master. He can only blame me for my poor learning, but there is no victory or defeat, and there is still a chance to save, as long as you are completely suppressed."

"The devil's way, the fighting power is unparalleled!"

Sikong Shaohuang roared again, his black hair danced wildly, and his face was like a demon emperor's appearance. His body soared, showing a strange Dharma, with six heads and twelve arms, pinching twelve magic seals respectively, black and gold pattern branding, giving people endless domineering and weirdness.

He is still suppressed in the Taoist palace, but his strength has increased a lot. The pressure is amazing, and he presses on Xue Chen magnificently.

"Five elements in one, vitality and Dharma master!"

Xue Chen followed the five elements of supreme Dharma and turned into a strange giant. The five-way mythical beast pattern was imprinted all over his body, consisting of green dragon arms, white tiger legs, rosefinch wings, Xuanwu back and unicorn chest.

There is also the head, which is unique and abnormal. The cheeks of the mountains and rivers are full of edges and corners, the trees, flowers and plants are eyebrows, the eyes of the sea flow through the surging rivers, and the two rows of teeth are inlaid with refined gold veins.

The most attractive thing is that he wears a sky-glazed crown on the top of the top of the Five Mountains, exuding five-color brilliance, as noble as the supreme of all beasts, and not weaker than Sikong Shaohuang.

The wind was blowing, and a blue and black palm print was suppressed. Xue Chen could see the fierce face of the devil through his fingers. His pupils were full of endless storms of destruction, almost sweeping the eight wildernesses, destroying the ten directions, and the magic power was amazing.

But Xue Chen was not afraid. He raised it with one hand, and the five-color brilliance gathered five fingers along the green dragon texture, which attracted the mystery of the five elements of the law and turned into countless small grinding disc symbols, layer by layer, complicated and mysterious.

Bum!

Xue Chen was directly bombarded, but he was not hurt at all, and all of them were worn out by the five-color grinding disc symbols.

Then, Xue Chen turned around and turned around and split his legs. He saw that the white tiger pattern came to life, absorbing the golden edge between heaven and earth, and condensed into a white tiger knife cut down.

"Break!"

Sikong Shaohuang shouted coldly, and his eyes were opened. Moxia gathered into a beam of light, smashing the sharp edge of the heavenly knife, and then the twelve arms were twisted, and the white tiger was torn to pieces.

Turning again, the twelve fingerprints at the front of the arm release twelve kinds of black light, which merge into a mirror, like a three-world mirror, and the mirror is loaded with the world of heaven.

"It's a magical fantasy!"

With the faint whisper, the battlefield followed on one side, and the world of the sky seemed to come again. The gods and demons stood up and killed the land. Xue Chen suddenly fell into a melee, killing batch after batch, endless, and every time he killed a person was stained with a stronger evil spirit, and his spiritual will was gradually blinded.

"The vitality of the god!" Everyone outside the venue was surprised, and then suddenly nodded: "This is the real god of heaven! How can the wonderful change be called the Shinto?

It turned out that the Twelve Dharma of Dutian was only a part of the divine Tao. After further psychicization, the vitality became spiritual, which could autonomously transform into a creature and form a virtual magic mirror. He wanted to besiege Xue Chen inside, and finally lost the battle fatigue.

But they don't know that in addition to the five-element divine wheel, Xue Chen also has the mysterious Shinto of ten thousand gods. When the evil spirit threatens the divine heart, he immediately released the golden glow, calmed down, dispelled the fog, and waved Qingming.

"Life and death disillusionment, idealism, the battle injury of gods and demons, God's grace is wiped out!"

His eyes were shining brightly, distinguishing the reality, regarded a god and demon as a three-dimensional magic rune array composed of vitality, and then made a wonderful seal with both hands, and his will was divine. He simulated the mystery of the law of fantasy with life and death disillusionment, and restored the balance of yin and yang of heaven.

Suddenly, the chaotic Dutian was monitored by Tiandao, and immediately adjusted the yin and yang. Tian Gang supplemented, suppressed the evil spirit, and the grace again manifested in the form of sweet dew raindrops. Every god and demon in the drops smoothed the resentment and confusion in the heart, that is, the spiritualization of the vitality of the sky.

Then I saw that the vitality in Dutian Magic was turbulent and chaotic. As soon as the gods and demons recovered from the Qingming, they collapsed and dissipated. They turned into a mass of vitality and were assimilated by the laws of the outside world, representing Xue Chen cracking this magic power.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful! I love the old man so much that I want to take him as an apprentice. The gambling king clapped his hands on the high platform and laughed.

Other kings' eyes also flashed, more or less surprised. It was true that Xue Chen's talent was so high.

"The magic skill of the capital, the fist of Jiushan Town!"

Sikong Shaohuang saw that the vitality of the god could not restrain Xue Chen, and immediately turned into a close combat. The twelve-arm fingerprints changed, and the nine hands pinched the mountain seal together. The other three hands were freed out and turned into fists. The upper middle and the next attacked Xue Chen. The cannon was a series of shots, dense and seamless, and one punch contained the power of the nine mountains.

The nine mountains here are not ordinary nine peaks, but the Tongtianshen Mountain in the era of gods and demons, and the nine represent the number of poles, which means a large number. Each punch carries the power of the god mountain. The horror is boundless, making the void depression and the universe chaotic.

However, Xue Chen is still not afraid. He is originally a three-yuan fellow, a combination of magic and martial arts, and is proficient in various martial arts. Although it is not sorted into a complete set of martial arts like the Eastern King, it is also enough to use it flexibly. Jiuyang Xianwu, six ghosts and gods and other exquisite combat skills are quickly switched with the assistance of Wanxiang Shenxin.

As long as the strength is not too different, he is not afraid of skills at all.

The two sides come and go, gradually entering a white-hot struggle, full of blood, exciting.

"Haha!" Sao Huang once again underestimates my brother. In my opinion, he is one of the two best at close combat on the mainland. Ling Xiaotong looked up and laughed outside the court, full of contempt for Sikong Shaohuang, and even deliberately changed his name.

"What's the other one?" Hongye raised his little head and asked doubtfully.

"Ha ha!" Ling Xiaotong said brazenly, "Of course it's your little husband."

"Huh! I knew you would say that." Hongye gave a direct white look: "If Fei Yuntian is present, will it be replaced by 'one of the three'?"

"Hey hey!" In order to avoid embarrassment, Ling Xiaotong hurriedly turned his head to look at Xue Chen's fight, with a focused look.

"Qingxiao Lei Gong is angry!"

"Zixiao electric mother scolds!"

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"Shen Shuang Goddess Cry!"

"Di Lin's life-taking finger!"

"Three definitions are mixed!"

Sikong Shaohuang's offensive is becoming more and more fierce. The twelve magic seals have evolved various magical martial arts skills, integrating the spirit of the way of heaven into martial arts, and his combat power is powerful.

As if the two fists touch each other, the fierce thunder and lightning spread and explode, and it is like the life-taking finger of the emperor's forest, communicating with the mystery of the emperor's forest to the pure origin of life, and extreme life is death, taking the essence of the life of all spirits.

But Xue Chen only used one move to fight.

"No leakage of gold body, no undefeated method!"

He simulated the unbeaten method of the Northern King with his divine heart. Although he did not use the taboo power of the integration of the three gods, he still could not be underestimated. Behind the real gold without leakage, knives and guns were invulnerable, all poisons were invulnerable, and all methods were not hurt.

He only used an ordinary punch to play the horrible power of ghosts and gods. There was a faint wheel on his fist, which rotated slowly, but it could crush all the energy.

Bang bang bang! Boom!

The two of them hit the most intense moment, and the speed was extremely fast. The defense began to keep up with the speed of the attack, and they were hit several times.

The troll transformed by Sikong Shaohuang is flesh and blood, and his arms are bent. Although the golden body on Xue Chen's side is not broken, the body surface is sinking piece by piece, and the chaotic energy left by Sikong Shaohuang is stirring, such as ripples. If the skin membrane had not been supported by the power of the golden body, it would have collapsed.

And the storm of the war became more and more amazing. The void and the earth were broken countless times in the cave and turned into a chaotic storm. The two were entangled in the storm. The scene was magnificent and shocking, as if two ancient gods and demons crossed the long river of history to fight in the world.

In the eyes of many people, the two sides are inseparable, and there is no obvious defeat, and it is difficult to say who has the upper hand.

In the process of such a fierce competition, people instinctively forget the time. The day in the Jiulong Cave is still day, and there is no night.

However, aesthetics is also tired, not to mention focusing on observing the high-speed movement of the two people. When the mental strength is gradually tired, some people begin to get bored.

"It can't be stalemate like this. Sikong Shaohuang's Dutian Demon Tao can swallow the essence of the Eight Wastes. Xue Chen also seems to have the means. The two of them are almost full of vitality. With the supplement of elixirs, I don't know what will consume until when it will be!"

"Yes! We're not tired of fighting, so we'll cut our breath first!"

And both sides of the battle also understand this truth and don't want to drag it off.

It's just that Xue Chen's patience is better. He pays attention to mutual restraint and likes to start later, while Sikong Shaohuang is active and likes to take everything in his hands and seize the opportunity.

So, he changed his moves again and used an amazing secret method.

"The ultimate meaning of the devil, the incarnation of the witch!"

I saw that the demon emperor transformed by Sikong Shaohuang suddenly disintegrated, but the flesh and blood were activated and quickly condensed into an incarnation, a total of twelve. It looked strange. It was the form of the twelve witch gods in the sky, but the breath was more biased towards the magic path, and the face was ferocious, fierce, insidious, or poisonous...

And the most surprising thing is that the power and pressure of each incarnation is the same as the previous Sikong Shaohuang, the same as the spirit is comprehensive, which is equivalent to eleven more Sikong Shaohuang at once.

"How is that possible?"

Countless people's eyes widened and couldn't believe it: "If you want to cultivate the incarnation of the same realm and strength, you need not only the top secrets and precious materials, but also the super spiritual source, otherwise it will affect the combat effectiveness. Generally speaking, it will reach the limit to cultivate one or two. He actually has twelve. How big should the spiritual origin be?"

"You are stupid! Have you forgotten the true realm of Sikong Shaohuang? He is the cultivation of the airspace, and the spiritual origin can naturally maintain the incarnation of the twelve Taoist palaces. Some people said proudly that they thought their analysis was very reasonable.

"Why do I feel something wrong!" A high-level star touched his chin and intuitively doubted.

But he instinctively dared not think about that possibility.

- I want to say that the old theme of the competition is indeed bad, but he focuses on classics. It depends on how the author writes new ideas and blood. Although there is nothing new ideas, I think blood is enough. Is blood hot enough?