Chapter 81 Thunder Strike
Cang!
The sound of fighting came.
Pei Xuanjing stood still and did not move at all, but King Pingping took several steps back under the impact of huge force, and the stone slab under his feet was crushed to pieces by his feet.
King Ping Ping looked at Pei Xuanjing as if he were looking at a monster. He could not understand why the other party's seemingly thin body could burst out with such arrogant power.
But before he could think about it, Pei Xuanjing's sharp sword energy hit his face.
King Ping Ping's reaction was extremely quick. Almost instantly, he swung the steel whip in his hand and thrust Pei Xuanjing's long sword away.
Cang!
The long sword and the steel whip clashed again, and the air waves visible to the naked eye spread out in circles around the two people, and the surging blood energy almost filled the entire yard.
Qinglong and others who were originally fighting could not help but avoid the two people's tyrannical momentum, and unconsciously moved the battlefield to avoid being implicated by the two.
Pei Xuanjing held a long sword in his hand, his face was cold, and his clothes made a rustling sound and danced with the wind.
The confidence and pride on King Ping Ping's face disappeared, replaced by a face full of caution and shock.
"You really shocked me." King Pingping had a strong killing intent in his eyes.
He did not expect that a junior who was not in his eyes would have such strength, but only two moves could make him so embarrassed.
This time, he no longer had any contempt for him.
As soon as he finished speaking, his steps were mysterious, his figure was ghostly, and the steel whip in his hand was as mysterious as a poisonous snake.
The Yinsi is an organization of killers. These killers may have deficiencies in other methods, but they are all outstanding in their physical skills. King Ping Ping's physical skills are among the best in the world.
Pei Xuanjing sneered, and he rose up with the force of wind and thunder, and the air waves rolled up smoke and dust all over the ground.
The movement technique in Bodhidharma's sword technique has made up for his shortcomings in movement technique. At this moment, he is not afraid of the ghostly movements of King Ping Ping.
His body movements are as fast as a giant, as powerful as a swimming dragon, like a fleeting shadow. The flowing fire sword is flying in his hand, and the sword moves in Bodhidharma's swordsmanship are swung out easily and freely.
A long sword points east and west, and the guide points north. It seems to have no rules, but it is really wonderful. It comes suddenly and goes silently. It is really the best way to move like a rabbit in flight and as quiet as a virgin. realm.
Huhuhuhu.
The strong wind was blowing, and when the two of them fought, their true energy overflowed, their muscles and bones roared together like a tiger and leopard, and their blood energy was full, like a stormy sea crashing on the shore .
A long sword is like a dragon, floating in the sky; a steel whip is like a snake, appearing and disappearing.
But in the blink of an eye, the two have already fought for several rounds.
But the longer the fight lasted, the more frightened Ding Ting became, and he could no longer maintain the initial confidence.
He has been in the second-level realm for nearly thirty years. After being immersed in this realm for a long time, his true energy is deep and his blood is pure. If he asks himself, even if he is not one of the best second-level warriors in the entire world, it still counts. Ranked upstream.
The Pei Xuanjing in front of me is only about twenty-four years old. Even if he is extremely talented and luckily breaks through to the second-level realm, he will be inferior to me in terms of accumulation of true energy and purity of blood.
But these dozen rounds of fighting made King Pingping understand that he was wrong.
The young man in front of me is a monster. Maybe the opponent's energy accumulation is slightly inferior to his own, but it won't be too different, and his pure blood energy is even better than his own.
"Could it be that I will really fall here today?" At this time, King Pingping couldn't help but have this idea in his mind.
However, King Pingping quickly suppressed this idea. How could he have such an idea?
Thinking of this, the steel whip in his hand became a little faster, as if to prove his fearlessness.
Pei Xuanjing didn't know what the other party was thinking. In the fight with King Ping Ping just now, he was just getting familiar with the experience of fighting with second-grade warriors and adapting to the rhythm.
After more than a dozen rounds, he has adapted to this rhythm and is no longer willing to follow the opponent's rhythm. He stabbed out with one move in his hand, and then completely activated the Dragon Elephant Technique. The seventh level of Dragon Elephant Technique was fully activated, and his already strong body became even more full. The muscles and bones under the skin stretched like a strong bow. string.
Under the stimulation of the true energy and blood energy, the blood marrow of the internal organs and the whole body began to beat rhythmically, and every inch of the muscles and bones of the whole body was filled with the most yang and strong breath, making a slight crackling sound.
The giant spirit suppresses the mountain.
With one palm shot, all the strength of the whole body is added to it, and it seems to have the power to destroy the mountain.
He took out the most powerful palm so far.
call!
At this moment, the blood boiled, and the blood surged to the extreme.
A fierce and domineering palm slapped the King of Ping.
“This move!”
King Pingping was shocked by Pei Xuanjing’s sudden burst of such a violent palm. In a daze, he seemed to have seen the very similar one more than 20 years ago. A palm.
In a daze, he felt a severe crisis and Pei Xuanjing's unabashed and almost substantive murderous intention.
His first reaction was to avoid!
However, he discovered that this seemingly simple palm had blocked all his escape routes, and he had nowhere to hide.
A trace of determination flashed in his eyes.
Even if I die, I will definitely not let you have an easy time.
With no other choice, King Pingping activated his true energy, and the blood all over his body boiled.
Netherworld Palm! Superior martial arts, ranked among the Yinsi's unique skills.
Cultivation with the evil spirit of the netherworld is so powerful that the middle palm will be invaded by the evil spirit of the netherworld and invade the body. If the evil spirit of the netherworld cannot be driven away, the person will be in pain, and even the evil spirit will continuously erode the true energy, blood and body of the body, which is insidious. Extremely.
Retreat!
Retreat quickly!
The two parties that were fighting in the courtyard, whether they were the Jin Yiwei or the people from the Yin Division, almost everyone quickly retreated, not wanting to be involved in the fight between these two people.
Boom!
In an instant, the thunder struck down.
The surging blood energy enveloped King Ping Ping, and the two palms struck each other, making a loud roar.
The friction and collision of true energy and blood energy reached its extreme at this moment. The entire mansion shook, the halls collapsed, and the rooms seemed to have experienced lightning strikes and earthquakes, collapsing or cracking.
Centered around the fight between the two, there was almost nothing intact within a radius of more than ten feet. The screen wall in the garden completely collapsed and shattered, the bluestone floor turned into powder, and several feet collapsed under the feet of the two.
Pei Xuanjing’s left hand was behind his back, and he stood on the spot holding a long sword in his right hand. His clothes were torn, and his long hair was scattered and dancing in the wind.
However, apart from the foot sinking several feet deep, there were not many injuries.
Seeing this, the whole hall was silent.
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