Chapter 243: The Emperor’s Dragon Fist
“I heard that His Highness King Xiang not only practiced the Huangji Jingshi Kung, which is known as one of the top ten magical arts in the world, but also reached the pinnacle of another unique skill, the Emperor’s Dragon Fist. Please give me your advice today." Pei Xuanjing's faint voice fell into everyone's ears and was deeply rooted in people's hearts.
Just by relying on this voice, you can feel his aura of looking down on the world and being arrogant.
As he spoke, he slowly raised his white and slender hands, his true energy circulated, the muscles and skin of his whole body stirred, his organs and blood marrow began to vibrate with an inexplicable rhythm, and a long river of blood burst out from behind him.
Then he stepped out, waves of air swept around him, and the wind howled. He put his five fingers together, and purple-green thunder light gathered in his palms. Along with the sound of thunder, it seemed that divine thunder had condensed into his palms.
Boom!
Like thunder on the ground, Pei Xuanjing stepped out, carrying an infinite and strong wind, and the boiling blood around him almost turned into substance, setting off a strong wind, causing wind and thunder.
Pei Xuanjing's Shenxiao Thunder Palm this time was not a random strike before, but contained the extremely powerful power of his physical body.
The power of one palm is so terrifying.
Zhu Yousong, who faced this palm directly, understood the horror of this palm better than anyone else, and also understood why Pei Xuanjing was so confident.
With this palm alone, an ordinary first-level warrior would have no room to counterattack in the face of this move, and could only wait to die on the spot.
"It's just that although this palm is powerful, it is far from enough for this king." Zhu Yousong thought in his heart.
In an instant, the blood in his body boiled, and the scorching air waves rolled. He stamped his feet on the ground, and then punched out. A series of sonic booms sounded in the air, as if even the air was being beaten. Explosive.
With one punch, the fierce and domineering punch seemed to turn into a golden dragon roaring out, with the aura of an emperor who surrendered all beasts, wanting to suppress everything.
The Emperor’s Dragon Fist!
This is one of the secret skills of the Ming Dynasty royal family. It is a supreme killing move. Even for royal masters, only those with outstanding talents have the chance to obtain the final secret.
“I didn’t expect that this Prince Xiang even practiced the Dragon Fist of the Emperor. No wonder he was able to deal with Zhao Baiyang and the Lord of the Vajra Sect with one against two. Huangji Jingshi Shu and the Dragon Fist of the Emperor can bear the burden of Zhu Yousong, who possesses these two special skills, would have lost or won if he had taken action himself." The master of Baiyun Temple in the distance raised his eyebrows slightly and thought to himself.
Peerless martial arts means that each martial arts is unique and unparalleled in the world.
Don’t think that Pei Xuanjing has encountered many opponents, almost all of whom possess peerless martial arts skills, just because these things are as common as cabbages on the roadside.
In fact, it is not the case. It is just a blind spot. Since Pei Xuanjing was promoted to the first-level realm, among the opponents and enemies he has encountered, among those strong men who can have peerless martial arts at his side, which one has a simple identity and which one has a simple identity? One of them either has an unusual origin, comes from a powerful force with a profound background, or has a unique opportunity.
It must be understood that even in the powerful Vajra Sect of the Northwest Road, the Dragon Elephant Technique they practiced was only a semi-unique skill, not as good as the best.
It can be said that having the opportunity to acquire a peerless martial arts in this world is already a blessing, and you have obtained the ticket to the top.
Only big powers such as the Royal Family, Zhenwu Sect, and Longhu Mountain have these peerless martial arts at their disposal. But even so, it is extremely unlikely for the disciples of these forces to practice peerless martial arts, let alone practice two peerless martial arts at the same time.
It can be said that when King Xiang Zhu Yousong showed off two peerless martial arts, countless people were extremely envious and jealous to death.
Although the leaders of these big forces here today have high status among their forces, I am afraid that not more than half of these people are qualified to have access to the peerless martial arts they belong to.
Even those who have the opportunity to contact them may not know how much merit they have made and how much effort they have put in, and they may not be able to receive all the rewards. Therefore, at this moment, the minds of these people also underwent subtle changes again.
You, the Ming Dynasty royal family, dominate the world, but you are not even willing to give us back what belongs to us. It is really abominable.
It's best to let Pei Xuanjing shoot Zhu Yousong to death, and everyone will divide it up and it will cause trouble tomorrow!
Someone thought viciously in their hearts.
Everyone is looking forward to the result of the first battle between the two with different thoughts.
Boom!
The two palm prints collided, and a loud sound like thunder sounded.
The turbulent air waves, the surging true energy, the blood boiling like fire, the extremely tyrannical thunder and the suppressing heavenly dragon violently collided, as if the thunder destroyed the world and the heavenly dragon roared.
Around dozens of feet from the center of the fight between the two, the already uneven ground suddenly sank into a large pit out of thin air, and countless pieces of stone slabs shot out with strong winds.
Wow!
There were many masters present. They gently waved their sleeves and robes, knocking away the pieces of stone slabs in front of them, and then looked at the two people in the field with burning eyes, eager to know the result of this fight. how.
The smoke and dust cleared, and the two figures were revealed again.
Pei Xuanjing was still standing quietly, with a calm face and a calm face. There was not even a trace of dust on his body.
Looking at King Xiang Zhu Yousong at this moment, his face was pale, with an unconcealable look of shock in his eyes. His arms were hanging at his sides and trembling slightly, with strands of blood dripping down the back of his hands.
In such a scene, there is no need to say who won the battle just now and who lost.
"The Emperor's Dragon Fist combined with Huangji's worldly skills is indeed extraordinary." Pei Xuanjing praised with a smile.
This compliment is not the slightest bit of hypocrisy. The Xiang Wang Zhu Yousong in front of him may seem ordinary, but he is worthy of being a master of the clan in the royal family.
In the fight just now, Pei Xuanjing had completely figured out all the details of the opponent, and also understood why he was able to monopolize the two masters Zhao Baiyang and King Kong Sect Master with one against two, and finally let Long Xiang The master of the Vajra Sect, who had achieved great success, suffered a lot of injuries.
I’m afraid no one expected that Zhu Yousong in front of him not only cultivated Zhenqi martial arts to the pinnacle, but also had extraordinary attainments in physical martial arts. In terms of the physical body alone, he could almost compare to two A top-level martial artist only has a few opportunities to step into the first-level realm.
This couldn't help but give Pei Xuanjing a lot of surprises.
"Can I know how much power you used this time?" Zhu Yousong calmed down the raging zhenqi in his body and asked doubtfully.
The fight just now made him understand that there is no false warrior under the reputation, and Pei Xuanjing's strength is really strong.
Only when he actually faced that palm just now could he clearly feel how terrifying the opponent's move was.
(End of this chapter)