Chapter 40 All Suppression

[Zhen Tianshang] is a heavenly skill, and every move has the power to win the sky. With the growth of cultivation, the power of the divine palm will become stronger and stronger.

to the sky level, together with the sky level, can control the world.

'Spite the sky' is the first type of Zhentian's palm. Xu Le resisted the strong at level 7 when he was quenching the fifth level. At that time, he only came out of his palm and consumed all his strength.

Now his strength is different from that in the past, and he also has his own unique little understanding of the wind, so he is in mid-air, with his hands imprinting, and he prints five or 25 fingerprints in an instant. The fingerprints are combined into one, forming a huge palm shaped like a blade.

Xu Le integrated a little natural wind into the palm print, which strangely turned into a big knife cut down, cut down in the air, and the momentum was moving forward.

"It's not good." Lu Fengtian completely changed his color and became confused. He has never met such an unreasonable person, whose combat effectiveness is beyond imagination.

"One punch from the sky."

At the critical moment, Lu Fengtian punched into the sky and resisted the handprint knife that had been chopped down.

With a tearing sound, the fist print was cut into two halves, and the handprint knife was cut off.

Bum——

Xu Le's palm flew to Lu Fengtian, and his wings were fiercely fanned, and his whole body had moved over Nangong Jade. This woman has been wearing a face towel and can't see the truth. However, she learned from her words that this woman is a cruel person. For the sake of her so-called identity and status, even her sister Nangong Xiaoxiao will be killed, which is simply inhumane.

"Kid, you want to die."

Nang Yu had been ready to wait for a long time. Seeing Xu Le's indifferent eyes, he couldn't help shouting, and the knife in his hand was cut out with a streamer.

"Flying in the air."

With a knife, the blade condensed a layer of strength, shining brightly in the sunlight.

"Haha, Nangong girl, you vicious woman, I'm going to take off your face towel today to see how ugly you are." Xu Le suddenly put away his wings and fluttered like an eagle hitting the sky, as fast as lightning.

The five-finger hook is grasped on the edge of the blade, and the power is surging, and she is about to break the knife in her hand.

"Drag and cut."

When Nangong Yujiao's body twisted, he dodged to the side. The knife in his hand turned over and pulled, leaving a knife mark, which indeed showed the essence of 'dragging' as the name.

Sparks bloomed, and Xu Le's flesh and blood palms touched the blade, which did not cause the wound, but sparks. His hands are stronger than Qiangang, and it is estimated that only treasure-level weapons can cause damage.

"Spear the sky."

The air flows around him, and the flow is united, condensing in his palm. The air is as if it is controlled by him. This is the power of heaven-level skills.

"Lu Fengtian, let's join hands to kill him."

Nangong Yu's anxious face is red and red ears. They are all arrogant people. There is no one in the fairy gate, and they are domineering. They never thought that they will be forced into a desperate situation by a six-level freak today.

The two palms were facing each other, and Xu Lehu's mouth was numb and he was powerful. This delicate woman is a little stronger than Lu Fengtian. If it hadn't been for Tianwei, I'm afraid that she would have been reversed by the anti-shock qi and blood, and her internal organs would have been displaced and her muscles and bones would be broken.

"Kid, even if you have a magical physique, it's hard to fly today." Lu Fengtian regrouped and attacked from behind, punching the gloomy wind and blowing fiercely.

Xu Le didn't look at it. He pointed back and pointed to the sword. The sword broke the sky, which was the old man's unique swordsmanship. Although it only imitates one shape, it is powerful enough.

"Damn, this boy must have a lot of treasures, otherwise what he has learned will not be so complicated." Lu Fengtian felt that the momentum of the sword was extremely condensed, and he could break his offensive and couldn't help roaring angrily. In just a few moves, Xu Le has continuously demonstrated boxing, palm and swordsmanship, and each kind of martial arts is extremely exquisite and powerful. His defense was watertight, so he had no way to start.

"A person is drunk with a dream and has been intoxicated for a hundred years." Nangong Yu put away the knife and did not attack immediately, but frowned a little and muttered to himself, "Drunken Dream."

Xu Le forced Lu Fengtian back with a sword. Just as he was about to kill Nangong Xiaoxiao again, his mind trembled gently. He felt an invisible soul power penetrated into his mind.

Everything in front of you is like a mirror, and it's better to get drunk in your heart.

"Illusion?" Xu Le snorted coldly. This woman really didn't know whether to live or die. Unexpectedly, she dared to attack herself. As soon as his soul turned, the vast power forced out Nangongyu's soul power with a kill. And taking advantage of the victory, the soul power turned into a sword and stabbed into the opponent's mind fiercely.

"Ah."

Nang Yu screamed and collapsed on the ground and kept twitching. In the early stage of her concentration, she could not compete with Xu Le's soul cultivation.

Lu Fengtian's heart collapsed when he saw Nangong Yu's appearance. He knew what was going on. Nangong Xiaoxiao's soul cultivation is a little better than his. In the case of sneak attack, he was actually seriously injured in the counterattack. Isn't Xu Le's soul cultivation more powerful?

The practice of soul and Taoism is very difficult. Every time you improve, you have to go through countless hardships, life and death, and a thorough understanding. Many people in the world have started to practice the sea of suffering, but most of them have been staying in place. Only a small number of people continue to advance after an adventure and finally step into the ranks of the strong.

Based on this, Xu Le can also be invincible in the face of the siege of two master masters.

Lu Fengtian turned around and fled. The jump was 100 meters away, and he was about to disappear after crossing the courtyard wall.

"You can stay, too." Xu Le urged the nihilless sword wave and instantly crossed the distance between the two and hit hard.

With a plop, Lu Fengtian fell to the ground like a dead pig.

"There's something over there. Go and have a look."

As soon as Xu Le was about to go out and take Lu Fengtian back, he heard countless footsteps rushing towards this side, which was the capture of Twilight City.

"You are lucky." Xu Le has a lot of questions to ask. Since the boy is lucky enough to escape, it can only make Nangongyu unlucky.

But when he looked back, his hair suddenly rose and there stood an old man standing beside Nangong Yu. He has silver hair, a ruddy face and a tall figure, especially his eyes, which are full of wisdom and seem to have experienced vicissitudes. The precipitation of the years made him exude an unangry and powerful momentum all over his body.

appeared silently, and Xu Le did not feel it at all. He knew that there were only saints who could hide his ears.

Is the old man in front of you a saint?

"Xu Le, the younger generation, has met the seniors."

"Please forgive me. The younger generation is a disciple of Canghai Xianmen and has a teacher. This matter is serious, please allow the younger generation to think about it.

Xu Le is not so reckless. He is not a person who judge people by their appearance. As the saying goes, people's hearts are unpredictable. If I had nothing, I would have happily kowtowed to my teacher, but now my wealth can make countless people jealous.

Especially the spiritual fetus in Mijiezi can be refined into an external split, and even if the saint knows it, he will be desperate to grab it.

A spiritual fetal dot represents a second life.