Chapter 710 Ximen Chuixue’s sword, the angry Emperor Wuhou
In the Imperial Master’s Mansion.
Emperor Master Chu Yunwu’s eyes were extremely solemn, and the sword intent shown by Ximen Chuixue was colder and more murderous than Ye Gucheng’s before.
Ye Gucheng's sword has a sense of transcendence as an immortal descends from the earth, but the sword's core is flawed and has not yet reached the point of perfection.
Ximen Chuixue’s kendo is that the heart of the sword is clear, giving people a sense of sword-only.
"How come there are so many terrifying swordsmanship masters in this [Blue Dragon Club]?"
I was shocked
but there was no time to think about it.
Because Ximen Chuixue’s sword made his heart tighten.
It feels like being pricked by needles.
To be able to make him feel like this, the power of this sword is extraordinary.
This is a very scary opponent.
He must take this sword seriously.
"Have you made your heart silent by not taking action for so many years? Have you no longer had the martial arts heart that you had when you fought?"
Chu Yunwu asked himself in his heart.
No matter when a warrior practices, what he practices is his heart.
Chu Yunwu’s own cultivation technique is called [Ten Thousand Silences of Desolation], a technique that causes all things to become extinct and vitality to wither. This is why he named his divine power Biluo Huangquan.
After his mind stabilized, the [Ten Thousand Silences of Sorrow] technique began to flow in his body.
Extremely fast.
The rich death energy surged out from his palm, and he moved and punched out
The speed of this punch was a bit slow, as if it was a very smooth punch.
But watching the battle, Tie Zhongtang, Yaoyue and others had their eyes fixed.
Because the fist not only exudes terrifying punching pressure, but also carries a life-eroding death aura.
If people get close, the vitality will be eroded.
Looking at this punch, Ximen Chuixue's eyes lit up, he raised his sword and struck out with one strike.
The condensed sword energy is like a horse in the sky, falling down
The sword light is huge, and it falls with one sword.
The air and airflow were directly separated under the sword light.
It feels like the mountains and rivers in the world are falling.
“Wanjiantian Split Fist!”
At this moment, the originally slow fist also began to explode, suddenly speeding up, and the fist was filled with powerful energy.
The deathly energy of the fist was like a wave, and it suddenly attacked the falling sword light.
The punch from Imperial Master Chu Yunwu was powerful and unstoppable.
There is no doubt about the strength of the Emperor Master. He is definitely the top concentration expert in the sea, especially his divine power. If the three of them had not joined forces to reach the sky with their swords, they would not have been able to break through the opponent's divine power.
If you cannot break the opponent's divine power, you will be suppressed.
Once suppressed, the only option is to flee in the end.
The arrogant swordsman has no escape, only death.
The terrifying fist force collided with the falling sword light.
The sword energy cuts off all unstoppable forces.
The strength of the fist is like a terrible wave, the waves are turbulent, and the death energy is overwhelming.
Sword energy and fist strength.
Under these two forces, the air in the surrounding space began to become distorted, forming an invisible countercurrent storm.
The ground beneath their feet collapsed, and an invisible wave of energy erupted in their bodies.
The people around him felt a strong impact, and a Qi Gang erupted from their bodies to block the storm.
When the storm passes.
Two figures stood quietly in the center of the field, their eyes staring at each other.
Ximen Chuixue's eyes were sharp, exuding a strong fighting spirit, but he retracted his sword and slowly walked aside, with no intention of taking action again.
On the other side, the sleeve of the emperor's arm that punched burst, there were cracks on the arm, and blood overflowed from the cracks.
Although he blocked Ximen Chuixue's sword, his arm was injured. Ximen Chuixue's sword was so sharp that it penetrated the imperial master's punching arm with Qi Jin, directly exploding the meridians on the opponent's arm.
"If your divine power hadn't been broken, this sword wouldn't be able to hurt you."
Ximen Chuixue looked at the imperial master and said in a deep voice.
"Warriors, heroes are judged by victory or defeat. If the three of you break my power, it is broken!"
"Swordsman, use your sword to destroy everything!"
< br>The Imperial Master said.
Ximen Chuixue's kendo and sword heart are so strong that it is useless for such a kendo master to attack the sword heart.
As an Imperial Master, he would not even bother to do such a thing.
His eyes fell on Yan Shisan.
He knew that Yan Shisan had made several attacks in the capital, and his sword aura also carried a deadly aura.
The clone of Emperor Wuhou was killed by this man with one sword.
Judging from the previous battles, he is not much stronger than Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue.
But this person is now making his final move, and he must take it seriously.
Chu Luosheng, who was confronting Fu Hongxue, had nervous eyes. Just now, Ximen Chuixue's sword cracked the meridians of his father's punching arm. The sword energy was so powerful.
Now there is Yan Shisan.
He has read the information about Yan Shisan, but he is not that strong.
But now that he made his last move, judging from the order of his moves, Yan Shisan should be the most terrifying.
Cai Jing also looked solemn at this time.
Now things are completely unexpected and out of control. I am yelling in my heart,
"Why are the [Qinglong Club] so stubborn? If you want to lose your magic pearl, just lift it and give it to you." That’s right.”
“We all know that the Imperial Master is from our [Evil Alliance], so why not?”
Cai Jing felt resentful at this time, but there was nothing he could do about it.
Boom
At this moment, Emperor Wuhou separated from the medicine man.
“The blood and true energy were lost too quickly in the fierce battle.”
A glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of Emperor Wuhou.
But my heart was extremely anxious.
[Qinglonghui] Ximen Chuixue’s sword made him feel a chill. This was not just facing that sword head-on. If he had faced that sword head-on, his pores would probably stand up. .
While he was thinking
the medicine man opposite him changed, his eyes became even redder, and the blood and qi in his body suddenly began to boil, constantly colliding with the true qi.
The collision of true energy and energy and blood in his body caused the energy all over his body to explode, creating an invisible wave of energy that spread in all directions.
And all his tattered robes were shattered, revealing his fleshy body covered with veins. His bones crackled again. His body was like an inflated balloon, colliding rapidly, and a patch of red appeared on his skin.
At the same time, a fierce and overbearing terrifying evil spirit burst out from his body. In an instant, his whole body transformed into a vicious beast with gnarled muscles.
“This!”
Marquis Diwu’s eyes narrowed. He did not expect that the medicine man turned into a ferocious beast in the blink of an eye.
A wave of terror swept towards him.
boom!
When this wave of air swept through, the medicine man's whole body rushed forward, his palms were shot out, and a terrifying explosion-like force appeared in his palms.
Boom!
The huge power exploded the surrounding airflow
When approaching Emperor Wuhou, he clenched his palm into a fist, and his fist was like an exploding blazing sun.
Upon seeing this, Emperor Wuhou immediately punched.
Bang!
With a dull thud, Emperor Wuhou's tall body was shaken and flew backwards, hitting the wall behind him.
The walls collapsed.
The medicine man who took action did not stop at all, and rushed towards the collapsed wall.
Punch out.
(End of this chapter)