Chapter 10 Bitter Sea Fighting

Chapter 10 Bitter Sea Killing

Being able to condense fists means that the momentum of martial arts has been achieved.

momentum is also a kind of combat effectiveness, and the power is still very powerful and cannot be ignored. As the saying goes, it is invincible. It can't hurt people's bodies, but it can deter each other's hearts.

Xu Le's punch was full of momentum, which made Lu's fierce mind flaw in an instant. But his iron hands are not weaker than fists in defense, and he will not stop losing at this time, because the situation does not allow him to fail.

Bang bang, the two punched each other dozens of times again.

Xu Le's eyes are flowing, and his momentum is like a tiger king crossing the forest, and there is no sign of decline. Lu Dameng has been forced back more than 300 steps, leaving 600 clearly visible footprints along the way. His arms were trembling, bean-sized sweat rolled down on his forehead, and a trace of blood appeared in his eyes.

"No, I'm going to lose. I really didn't expect that the waste material in that person's eyes had such a strong talent potential. Not to mention a fierce man, even ten five-level disciples could not resist his continuous killing.

Lu You couldn't sit still. He got up and looked at it, clenching his fists, showing his nervousness.

Xu Le felt that his whole body was erupting and turbulent, and there seemed to be a terrible force hidden in his flesh and blood. His long roar was like the handover of hundreds of weapons, full of Xiao killing, which made the disciples around him feel numb.

"Swallow mountains and rivers."

Xu Le danced with long hair, and his whole human body swelled around, playing the strongest move of swallowing mountain boxing. The atmosphere here is the momentum. With great momentum, you can swallow hundreds of rivers and thousands of seas.

Lu Dameng finally couldn't hold on. His right arm broke alive with a click, and the flaw in his chest was punched out more than 50 meters by Xu Le.

Those elite disciples who watched the battle were stunned, and some disciples who thought they had the strength to occupy the first few also showed panic at this moment. Although they have been promoted one after another in the past few days, their physical strength has never exceeded 50. If they fought against Xu Le, I'm afraid they will be killed early.

Xu Le did not chase him, his chest fluctuated violently, and his heavy breathing formed two rotating airflows under the tip of his nose. He proved that he was the most powerful of the elite disciples. When you swallow the blood milk of the sea, the strength will advance by leaps and bounds, and it is just around the corner to advance to the fifth level of the quenching body.

Lu Da snorted a few times, and he slowly got up, with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth. Although his iron body is powerful, once he is seriously injured, the injury is absolutely serious, and it is not a day or two to recover.

"You lost." Xu Le said lightly.

"Hahaha." Lu Dameng did not have any decadence. After laughing a few times, the murderous spirit in his eyes became stronger and stronger. He wiped the blood from his mouth and said in a hoarse voice, "I admit that I still underestimated your power in the end, but don't forget that the real evil genius is not how high your martial arts cultivation is, but how strong your soul cultivation is. . Xu Le, as I said earlier, you are not even as good as an ant in my eyes, so I will show you my last killer.

After Lu Daeng finished speaking, two faint lights flashed in his eyes, and two strange black flames burned in his pupils. He made more than a dozen magic seals with one hand, made strange syllables in his mouth, and finally pushed Xu Le and shouted, "Spiritualism."

His blow is silent and unreet.

The magic hand master has collapsed on the seat in shock. Lu You's gloomy face finally showed a long-lost smile. The rest of the master disciples shook their heads slightly and sighed in their hearts. How could they not have thought that the battle changed so suddenly that the victory or defeat would be reversed at the last minute.

Among the new batch of elite disciples, I have never heard of anyone who has condensed their thoughts and begun to practice bitterly. Unexpectedly, the Lu clan ** was so dangerous that Lu Dameng, who had begun to practice soul Taoism for a long time, had been hiding his real power.

Chongling is an application of soul power. Like a wave shock wave, it can silently bombard the depths of the other party's mind and destroy the other party's mind. Even if it can't be completely killed, it can make the other party an idiot forever.

Xu Le secretly said that it was not good. Not long after he was 'condensing', he could not practice soul martial arts at all. Lu Dameng's spiritualism is too threatening to himself, and if he is not careful, he may really be invisibly erased.

His mind moved, and the spiritual world turned into a sea of suffering. The sword of the kings stood in the boundless sea of bitterness, but the real body could not be seen clearly, surrounded by a layer of milky white fog.

"Oh, you are also a soul practitioner." A wisp of fluctuation came into the mind, and the sound just now was a kind of thought fluctuation. "But your soul power is too weak. I will let your soul fall into the dark abyss and experience the burning of the faint fire, so that you will live worse than death."

Xu Le's eyes were full of flowers, and a darkness rushed to him. There are strange black flames burning in the darkness. Before wrapping their thoughts, they can clearly feel the pain of burning deep into the soul.

The two fought against each other, and the real killing was invisible.

Xu Le's mind retreated. Only when he approached the sword of the kings could he have a sense of security.

"Where to escape, the abyss."

Lu Dameng meditated on the bitter sea of the abyss. Once the human soul falls into it, it will never be free and can only sink and perish.

"It's not that easy to destroy me." Xu Le saw that he could not avoid it. His spiritual thinking was completely released and continued to extend. Before being swallowed up by the bitter sea of the abyss, he finally came into contact with the fog outside the sword of the kings.

The mutation is sudden, and those milky white fog is like rolling clouds condensing and changing, and a wisp of sound comes from it.

"Those who blaspherde the gods, kill."

The sound is like a supreme judgment, and any life is fragile and irresistible in front of it.

The calm and boundless sea of bitterness suddenly surged, and the thick lightning of the thumbs came down one after another. The hurricane swept by and the huge waves turned the sky.

A monster with three heads and six arms and two feet rushed out of the sea of suffering. It held six weapons and did not rush to the abyss, but to Xu Le.

"No, this is to eat the Lord."

Xu Le panicked. This boundless sea of suffering is the unreal spiritual world he meditated. Everything in it is born from his own thinking and should be controlled by himself, but this is not the case.

Before he could escape, he felt an irresistible suction wrapped around his mind, and the scene in front of him changed instantly.

He sees all directions and has three heads and six eyes. His divine mind unexpectedly entered the body of the humanoid and strange figure, incarnated into three heads and six arms, and a sense of war arise spontaneously.

"Kill."

The abyss of Lu Da's fierce meditation shrouded, and Xu Le controlled his six arms and raised his weapon at the same time to stab it out.

"Ah."

The tragic thought fluctuation came out, and the bitter sea of the abyss turned back into a wisp of divine power. But before he attacked again, one of Xu Le's arms waved an invisible whip and smashed it all of a sudden.

Everyone is waiting on the main peak, and the soul is fighting. None of them can get involved, and no one can see through it. Unless the soul cultivates to the realm of the 'empty god' and place the soul in the void, it can break through the unreal barriers and see through everything in the world.

Soul fighting is just an instantaneous thing. Everyone thought that Xu Le would fall into a walking corpse, or even a cold corpse. But what was shocking was to see a scream in Lu's fierce mouth, holding his head in his hands, curled up, and his eyes were lax.

He did not erase Xu Le's mind, but he was severely damaged and showed signs of becoming an idiot.

Xu Le defeated the power of Lu Da's fierce mind with a whip, and immediately withdrew from the boundless sea of suffering. His eyes condensed and secretly said that it was a pity. He has never practiced soul martial arts similar to Chongling, otherwise he can directly counterattack and completely kill him in one breath.

A battle between elite disciples has touched the minds of countless people. The twists and turns made them all in a trance.

"Xu Le actually started the bitter sea practice, and even Lu Da's fierce spirit art was defeated, and his soul cultivation was even higher."

Twenty master disciples all looked at Xu Le, all with complicated thoughts.

"Big fierce." Lu You woke up at this time and his face was pale. He flashed to Lu Dameng and pointed to his eyebrows. His pale face became more terrible, and he was as old for more than ten years in an instant.

"The mind is degraded and the mind is damaged." Lu You picked up Lu Da and hurriedly flew away from the main peak. There was Lu's seat here, and no one dared to complain.

"Xu Le, are you all right?"

The magic hand master was afraid that he would make a mistake and asked with concern beside him.

"Master, don't worry, I'm fine, but three consecutive battles have been exhausted."

Just now, there was a fight with soul cultivation. If it hadn't been for the power of the sword of the kings and the fusion of humanoid monsters, it would have been impossible to resolve Lu Da's fierce soul attack.

"Magic hand, you can take Xu Le down for a retreat." Master Cui's voice sounded at the right time. She became a notary in disguise, and Xu Le won the final victory.

Although he looks very damaged, none of the remaining elite disciples dare to stand up. The soul killing skill is so terrible that they can't resist it at all.

"Xu Le, why did you leave Lu Dameng's life? With his character, he must be your confidant in the future." Back to the boxing peak, the magic hand master blamed him for being cruel in the immortal world.

Xu Le said with a wry smile helplessly, "Disciples have finally entered the empty state and meditated out of the sea of suffering. How can they be qualified and time to practice soul martial arts. This time, he was able to escape from death not because of the strength of his disciple's soul, but because Lu Dameng suffered by himself. If he is not wrong, he can't calmly use the spirit art with his soul cultivation, and his mind can't control himself at the last moment, so he is counterattacked.

Naturally, he won't say the real reason. Although Lu Dameng's spiritual power rushed into his spiritual world, it is not real, so it is difficult to see the boundless sea of suffering.

The magic hand master nodded, and he agreed with Xu Le's statement.

"Well, you have a good rest first. I'll go to the main peak palace to see the messenger. This time, we have completely feuded with Lu's family. Although Jiujian Valley is big, there is no place for us.

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