Chapter 102 Killing You Unable to fight back
In the panicked noise, there were more exclamation. Everyone knows how hard the battle platform is, but it has also turned into ruins under the palm of the split mountain god of Tuo Xiao Palace. Such attack and destructive power have exceeded everyone's imagination.
Even the king of Duanjiang couldn't help but be stunned. He said in disbelief, "This boy's strength has improved again, or because he hid his strength when he lastsided with me, the power of this palm is much stronger than above."
"The future is terrible. We have another great genius in Lingshan, and we are also a little more sure of victory at the next Shengwu Taoist Conference. I don't know if that boy is finished?" Lingshan female special envoy muttered that thousands of pairs of eyes were staring at the waste in the middle of the battlefield.
The power of Xiaogong's split mountain god palm is too strong, which urges the spirit of Dantian to suppress it with the power of heaven and earth, and the power condenses and does not disperse. At this moment, it is also turbulent, stone dust all over the sky, and the specific situation can't be seen clearly.
Every time passes, everyone is more nervous. After fifteen breaths, the whole site was so quiet that even several ancestors on the high platform hesitated. Although the palm of the mountain split is powerful, after all, the extension of Xiaogong is not the real ancestor of the air practice, and the condensed palm power can't be maintained for so long.
But in the ruins, the power of that palm is obviously still condensed, and the breath fluctuates more and more intensely.
"Is that the wind? Is it a spiral wind?
King Fengyu had the deepest understanding of the wind, and he was the first to notice the abnormal movement in the ruins. Before long, everyone saw the wind clearly, and a spinning wind rose from under the ruins. The strong wind is constantly devouring the heavy stone dust and constantly destroying the power of the palm of the mountain.
"Look, that's Mu Zifeng."
I don't know who shouted, and the whole venue was stunned. They saw a straight figure spinning at the bottom of the ruins, and he seemed to become the eye of the whirlwind.
"He actually blocked Benhou's mountain palm, which can't happen at all. What kind of martial arts is that? How can clumsy martial arts resist the power of splitting mountains? The most unbearable blow is the extension of Xiao Palace, which is still suspended in mid-air. He thought that even if Mu Zifeng could not be killed, he could be completely disabled, but the reality is very cruel.
"Taiji collapse."
Mu Zifeng's indifferent voice sounded from under the ruins, and a masculine spirit rose to the sky, instantly breaking through the remaining power of the mountain and turning it into nothing. He came out step by step, his cloak had broken, and there was a trace of blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, which seemed to be injured.
"Putuo Xiao Palace, the power of your mountain palm is nothing more than that."
Biao Xiaogong's eyes condensed, and a vicious smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, "Can you catch one palm, can you also catch two palms and three palms?" He rushed and attacked with his palms in a row, "Chanshan God's palm."
This time, it is not to exert palm power in the air, but to do it close to the body. Mu Zifeng raised his eyebrows. When the other party used the first palm, his strength had been consumed at least half, so he had to fight closely. Relying on the amazing body of defense, he showed the still powerful and shocking power of the mountain palm.
Mu Zifeng did not take a hard call this time, but showed a flexible body to dodge the opponent's boxing. He just used the four or two thousand catties of Taiji God Fist. In fact, it didn't consume much, but he didn't know if there was any backhand in the Xiao Palace, so he couldn't bear it.
"Mu Zifeng, don't you have the courage to run all the time? Hahaha, if you are really afraid of death, just kneel down and knock three times. He shouted loudly, but there was nothing he could do.
"This is a challenge competition. If you dare not accept the challenge head-on, you will admit defeat. Since you admit defeat, you have to crawl off the stage like a dog. This only belongs to the real strong, not to cowardly and incompetent people like you.
Mu Zifeng turned to the ground and stood at one end of the ruins. He looked at the Tuo Xiao Palace on the other side of the ruins. He was not moved at all. Instead, he said faintly, "Batuo Xiao Palace, you are born with divine power and strong body. Even the peerless magic weapon can't do anything to you. I have seen it just now, and I think I can't stand you even if I try my best.
"Hahaha, you have eyesight. As long as you kowtow three times in a sentence, I will let you off the stage." When Ba Tuo Xiaogong heard him admit it himself, he couldn't help but be arrogant, and his pale face was also ruddy because of the great depletion of power.
"You're wrong. I've always been defending but not attacking. I just want to see how capable you are to promote Xiao Gong. Unfortunately, your performance is so poor. Now that you are exhausted, it's time for you to show you my tricks.
As soon as Mu Zifeng's words fell, strong cheers immediately broke out around him, especially the people and horses of the fifteenth master's side, with an excited expression.
"It's really a sight to see. Think about it carefully, he really only defends and doesn't attack. Hasn't his hidden power really been used?
"The defense of Xiao Palace is amazing. Mu Zifeng can defeat him, but it is almost impossible to hit him hard."
"The sudden change of the situation is unexpected. If even Tuo Xiaogong loses, I don't know if Murong's prodigal son will take action next?"
The ancestors on the high platform are thoughtful, both expectant and cursed.
Batuo Xiaogong's body trembled slightly, obviously burning in the internal fire. His legs were pricked, and the martial arts uniform on his upper body was completely broken, revealing the golden body. Blocks of muscles covered the skeleton, and the surface faintly exuded a strange smell.
"Well, the Tuo Xiao Palace seems to have practiced some kind of physical martial arts. No wonder his physical defense is so amazing." Mu Zifeng saw the strangeness of his body at a glance, because he has a king-level martial art with a heavenly demon golden body formula, which is also a martial art that refines the body. Once he is cultivated, he can almost absorb the attack that devours any innate spirit.
"Mu Zifeng, no one can break my great compassionate golden body defense. Once the golden body is stimulated, any powerful attack, Dantian Zhenqi attack, and even the weak congenital qi attack can be resolved. You will never defeat me, and you will become a stepping stone for my promotion. The golden body of Tuo Xiao Palace became brighter and brighter, and his eyebrows, hair and eyes turned golden.
"He actually inherited the king-level martial arts that have disappeared for thousands of years. His potential is no different from Zhao Xiaotian's. OK, OK, it's really God's help to our spiritual mountain.
"Yes, there are so many evil talents in the Shengyuan Empire this time. If we take them back to Lingshan, we will also be rewarded by the little saint."
Several special envoys of Lingshan showed joy.
"Mu Zifeng, today I will beat you into the original shape. A small Mu mansion is nothing. You can turn it into ruins in a flash." Tuo Xiaogong jumped, circled around his body in one breath, and was about to slap it out.
"Fal."
Mu Zifeng stood still and spit out a word. The word 'san' is like the power of thunder, vast. An invisible layer of ripples spread out and passed by the Tuo Xiao Palace.
"What's going on?" Ba Tuo Xiaogong's body was crooked, as if the true qi in his body suddenly interrupted and fell down.
"Retired."
Mu Zifeng spit out another word. Tuo Xiaogong's body was slightly bent, and his golden face was a little twisted. It seemed uncomfortable. He couldn't help withdrawing three steps before returning to normal.
With just two words, the offensive of the Tuo Xiao Palace completely collapsed.
"You...you...you" Ba Tuo Xiaogong's tone finally changed, "It seems that you can't be kept." Reorganized his momentum, he directly killed Mu Zifeng on the other side of the ruins and dared not fly into the air easily.
"The beacon smoke rises, and the rivers and mountains shake; the banners display, thousands of drums and thunder; the blood becomes a river, and the heroic soul will not be destroyed, and the golden ge iron horse builds a fortress." Mu Zifeng's whole body was stir-blooded, and he performed the flow cloud sword wave technique, and expanded the sound wave several times through the air house hole. Since the opening and quenching of the Qishe cave, his sound wave power has been directly upgraded to another level.
Intangible fluctuations were emitted, and the whole battlefield resounded through his voice. Suddenly, the wind and clouds changed color, and the evil spirit rolled over. Mu Zifeng word by word, and the world became a killing scene.
Tuo Xiaogong was unprepared to cover his ears and close his hearing, but the internal organs in his body seemed to be stabbed, scraped and cut by an invisible sharp blade.
The true qi of his whole body was not controlled at all. It became chaotic in the meridians and boiled with the sound waves. The golden body light of the great sorrow Buddha gradually dimmed, and the whole person resisted the destruction of the sound waves.
"Pull the bow and shoot down the nine skies; the horse hiss and sweeps the thousands of troops; the bones of the warriors are not allowed, and millions of heroes step on the song."
Mu Zifeng's momentum is getting stronger and stronger, like an invincible commander, standing on a high point platform, waving his hands, tens of thousands of people's heads landed and blood spilled on the world. People around feel as if they are on a battlefield. There are fighting around, broken arms and limbs are everywhere, banners are fluttering, and thousands of horses are galloping. How small life seems at this moment.
Batuo Xiaogong lost his mind. He fell to the ground and kept rolling, his body twitched and struggled hard. He is bleeding, muscular**, and his breath is strong and weak.
"Kill."
A space in front of him suddenly squeezed, and then suddenly rebounded. A violent explosion sounded, and the Tuo Xiao Palace was overturned by the air wave.
"Kill." Mu Zifeng shouted the second word 'kill' and spit out a mouthful of blood in the middle of the sky. It was not bright red, but a strange light gold.
"Kill."
Mu Zifeng shouted the third word 'kill', and 17 or 18 blood arrows shot from the Tuo Xiao Palace, and his blood was broken. With a bang, Tuo Xiao Palace seemed to have a dead pig falling to the bottom of the ruins, and his life and death were unknown.
Mu Zifeng shook his body and came to his side. He stretched out his hand and threw him into the air. Then he bounced and jumped up. His hands grasped the backbone of Tuo Xiao Palace with ten fingers like a sword.
"No, he is going to kill Tuo Xiao Palace." A sword light crossed the sky, and a Lingshan envoy appeared behind Mu Zifeng. He pointed out with the power of thunder.
Mu Zifeng did move his heart to kill. Of course, such a rare opportunity will fall into the well. However, his arms have not yet penetrated, and a great sense of life and death crisis surged in his heart.
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