Chapter 81 Reveals the original form, hides the body with nine feet high, raises both fists to flatten the meat bag (8400)
"That's right!"
Facing the combination of Yan Zhao and Jiumozhi, even the now reborn Xu Xing couldn't help but be a little excited.
When he first came to Wuliang Mountain, he had made a judgment:
Guangjiu Mozhi alone is comparable to the combination of Fu Zongshu and Zhan Bieye. Although the total internal strength is not as good as the two of them combined, in actual combat, he can easily win.
Therefore, Xu Xingcai regarded him as an opponent worthy of fighting and invited him to have a bet.
Now this Jiumozhi has obviously made a breakthrough compared to the previous ones, and with the addition of Yanzhao, who is so arrogant and courageous, they can cooperate with each other to defeat at least four Zhan Bieyes and four Fu Zongshu.
Moreover, both of them are true combat masters who have experienced hundreds of battles, and possess various magical skills. They are the best among equally powerful people. Once they join forces, they are indeed qualified to compete with Xu Xing.
Even if the chance of winning is less than one percent.
But this one percent is already worthy of Jiumozhi and Yanzhao putting aside everything and giving up everything to fight for it.
In their eyes, Xu Xing is now a legendary figure in the real dragon hidden world. The opportunities for such a strong man to take action are already very few in this world.
Let alone fighting against him in person? !
What's more, the martial arts displayed by Xu Xing are still so unique, which is very different from the common practice of martial arts practice in this world.
Therefore, two strong men who are sincere and crazy about martial arts cannot but be excited and excited.
Although they took action at the same time without any communication, at that moment, the two of them still worked in tandem and reached a tacit understanding, which could even be said to be a seamless and perfect cooperation.
Yan Zhao used his unique singing and dancing to get to Xu Xing first.
"There is no choice but the flowers fall——"
As he sang like this, there was a hint of charming grace in his singing, just like a swirling swallow. He was tall and majestic, but his dancing posture was very nimble.
The four murderers each have their own magical skills, but their recognized killing moves are "Tang Chou's poison, Tu Wan's vertebrae, Zhao's kind heart, and Yan Zhao's singing and dancing."
Yanzhao's song is his unique skill.
Yanzhao's dance is his weapon!
Yan Zhao recited two sentences, fourteen words, but made at least forty-nine turns and moved sixty-three times.
No one could figure out where his next step would be, let alone where he would launch his attack.
Generally speaking, if the movement is changed at such a frequency, the speed will definitely drop significantly, but Yanzhao is different.
Every twist and turn he makes is accumulating strength for the next move forward. Every step he takes makes the next step faster.
The forty-nine turns were almost completed in an instant, and Yan Zhao's speed was even more incredible. In almost a flash, he covered a distance of more than ten feet.
If it weren't for someone with extraordinary eyesight, they wouldn't be able to notice that there were so many changes in his movement.
"Deja Vu Yan Returns."
When the word "come" was sung, Yan Zhao really "came" to Xu Xing, used all his strength to slap him.
The grace is like a swallow, and the palms are even more like a swallow.
——The fierce swallow passing through the storm curtain!
This palm is no longer the "Air Splitting Palm" used to show mercy, but the "Magic Hand Splitting the Coffin" that Yan and Zhao used to fight across the world and shocked thousands of miles!
When he took action, his expression was solemn, even almost pious. It didn't look like he was taking action, but like a calligrapher concentrating on his pen, splashing ink forgetfully, and writing a masterpiece that will be handed down from generation to generation.
Just as the copybook is the work of a calligrapher's lifelong efforts, Yan Zhao's "magic hand splitting the coffin" is also a work he obtained by condensing all his experiences in this life, and even his most authentic soul.
"Good palm power!"
Xu Xing's eyes lit up, although he knew that if Yan Zhao dared to ask him for martial arts advice, he must have something to rely on, and he had also heard for a long time that the palm power of the "Magic Hands of Coffin Splitting" was extraordinary.
But it's one thing to know that it's not ordinary, and it's another thing to really experience it.
It would be a pity not to fight against such an indestructible and majestic palm power!
Xu Xing's eyes became hotter and hotter, and the five fingers of his right hand were also pressed together into a palm. Starting from the three knuckles of the fingers, to the wrist, elbow, and shoulder, they all vibrated violently, shaking into a shadow.
His right palm brought up a great tide, surging with energy and blood, and faced Yan Zhao for a fight.
For Xu Xing, a body-refining expert who started out in the extreme realm of skin-refining, controlling skin vibrations is already instinctive. He has even practiced it to the point where he regards loose clothes as his own skin.
Therefore, even Ding Chunqiu's poisonous water and mist could not corrode Xu Xing's green cloth shirt.
But facing Yan Zhao's palm power, Xu Xing could no longer care about his clothes.
As soon as he made a move, the concussive force of his arm tore the entire sleeve to pieces, turning it into thousands of rags, flying all over the sky.
The two of them faced each other only once, and the air within a radius of five to six feet surged violently like a tsunami, constantly reverberating and vibrating, and the fierce wind blew.
The bones of Wen Cha and Wen Jiu were completely torn into pieces, and their flesh and blood flew everywhere, dyeing the water mist in the sky light red. They were completely pushed away by two powerful forces and swept away.
The place where Xu Xing stood was already very close to Bibo Pond.
When he received the palm from Yan Zhao without moving, the already wet soil under his feet exploded and scattered, and the pond water surged in, soaking the black cloth shoes.
Yanzhao's fate was ten times, a hundred times, or even a thousand times more embarrassing than Xu Xing's, who only had wet shoes and torn sleeves!
This burly man also felt what Ding Chunqiu was feeling. His head was shaking and dizzy, his eyes were filled with stars, his energy and blood were surging, his muscles and bones were trembling, and the force of this palm had even penetrated deep into his bone marrow, causing his gums to loosen.
Although Yan Zhao had stronger muscles and stronger internal strength than Ding Chunqiu, it was difficult for him to resist such a powerful force.
He stepped back five or six steps, spitting out a mouthful of vermilion blood and several large teeth. This was blood from his gums and from the shock of his internal organs.
After just one fight, Yan Zhao suffered five tuberculosis and seven injuries. His right hand, which was the main weapon, was completely black and blue. The wrist bones were protruding, and the bones were obviously broken.
Although he was flying back, Yan Zhao still danced like a swallow, with a charming and graceful figure, with a hint of hesitation, and a feeling of "giving in".
Generally speaking, Yanzhao's "give" is enough to avoid 99% of the offensives in the world.
But Xu Xing's fists and body skills, even among the remaining 0.10%, are unique and unparalleled!
Seeing that Yan Zhao's body skills were so good, he did not chase after him blindly. He suddenly stepped on the ground with his right foot, and used five toes to coordinate with the sole of his foot. He crushed it slightly, and the soil ten feet in front of him was raised high, like a big tide. The waves crash away.
As soon as Yan Zhao took the sixth step, he felt as if the ground under his feet had turned into a turbulent sea in an instant, undulating and shaking, shaking endlessly.
He was shaken slightly by the vibration, staggered slightly, and suddenly felt unstable in his lower body.
Xu Xing saw the opportunity, clasped the five fingers of his right hand tightly, turned his palm into a claw, and grabbed it in the air. The palm was concave, and the tendons ran through the fingertips. He swallowed and sucked, causing the airflow to violently surge.
The air wave rolled up, and in front of these five slender fingers, the air surged violently, forming a violently rotating vortex.
Yanzhao seemed to be trapped in a huge deep-sea whirlpool. The already shaking lower body was even more difficult to take root, and his whole body was pulled around.
Then he saw the long and erect blue figure in the distance flicker, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Yan Zhao, and he pushed it out with a flat palm.
Yan Zhao raised his seriously injured right hand and tried to block it.
Even those physically strong masters in the world of the Ming Dynasty would find it difficult to use their arms to generate strength after suffering such injuries.
But the inner strength warriors in this world are different.
Yan Zhao circulated his true energy and dispersed the blood congestion. The original strong internal force turned into extremely sticky colloid, which re-adhered the broken and damaged bones and wrapped the damaged blood vessels. His fists immediately returned to normal.
This is exactly the healing method used by warriors in this world. As long as the true energy is not exhausted, all damage to non-vital parts can be temporarily restored and the combat power is maintained, but the continuous combat time will be reduced.
Therefore, although Yanzhao seems miserable now, it still has at least 90% of its combat strength in its heyday.
But even though his feet were rooted to the ground and he raised his almost recovered right arm, he was still beaten and moved laterally backwards. His heels dug into the ground and two deep ravines were plowed under his feet.
Xu Xing followed him like a shadow, pushing Yan Zhao's tall body and crashing into Jiumozhi who was coming after him. If he were to fight alone, I am afraid that under this move, Yan Zhao would fly into the sky and die.
Fortunately, Jiumozhi, a comrade in arms, is indeed more reliable than the three Wen family members.
As soon as Xu Xinggang pushed Yan Zhao out of the way, he saw the shadow of a hunter in red robe, dragging the blazing, golden and red flames and slaying him in front of him.
Under the big sleeves of the red robe, there were two blazing fireballs, which seemed to be flowing with liquid lava, and the heat was surging.
The waterfall here rushed into the pool, and the water splashed everywhere, so there were muddy puddles everywhere. But wherever the red robe passed, the earth was cracked and dry, as if it had been baked by the scorching sun for dozens of days. Not only was there no It was half moist, even filled with white smoke and burnt gas.
Daiwa Meiou, who has extremely extraordinary combat experience and combat literacy, seized the gap between the two people's stalemate and launched a long-prepared extreme offensive against Xu Xing!
Jiumozhi stepped on the scorched earth. Every time he took a step, his aura became stronger and stronger, rising steadily.
Dots of light particles overflowed from his body, just like thousands of lanterns flying in all directions when a sword is quenched.
This is exactly the strategy of the two men.
Jiumozhi's practice is based on the secret method of visualizing the Great Sun Tathagata. Once his mind power, internal power and even his soul are burned, he can explode with extremely powerful power that exceeds his own limits and even the limits of the human body.
Both Yan Zhao and Jiumozhi understood that facing a pure physical training expert like Xu Xing, it was almost impossible to win by consuming physical strength.
Therefore, as soon as Yanzhao took action, he took out the "Magic Hand to Split the Coffin".
But he didn't mean to defeat the enemy, he just wanted to buy Jiumozhi, his comrade-in-arms, time to visualize the Great Sun Tathagata himself and prepare for a strike.
Jiumozhi also understood that if he wanted to win the one percent chance of victory in Xu Xing's hands, he had to resort to the last resort.
Only by using the power of stimulating the essence of life and crushing him with an extremely powerful momentum can this peerless strong man be unable to hide or escape.
Xu Xing even saw from behind Jiumozhi a wheel of light that was as blazing as the scorching sun, as well as the Dharmakaya of Great Sun Tathagata sitting upright in the sun wheel, showing infinite light and infinite life.
The Buddha's light shines in the three realms and ten directions, dispelling all darkness and ignorance, and illuminating all visible and invisible things!
The flaming sword is a metaphor for the Buddha's light, so the true meaning of this almost supernatural martial arts does not lie in the word "flame". It must be practiced from the tangible to the intangible, in order to erase the irritation in the moves and enter the superior state.
But Jiumozhi's flaming sword has been trained from invisible to tangible, just like making the originally ethereal Great Sun Tathagata appear in the world, spreading the Buddha's light and saving all living beings.
Such a state is greater than Dacheng and more perfect than perfection. It can be said to be "Mahayana".
The Mahayana of Mahayana Buddhism!
This is the supreme method of Tantra:
The Great Sun Tathagata blesses divine transformation!
In terms of the quality of the skills, in fact, this secret method pioneered by Padmasambhava is by no means inferior to any magical skills in the world.
However, when Jiumozhi was not yet successful in martial arts, he had a narrow encounter with a Central Plains man.
At that time, he was already known as a rare genius of the Nyingma sect of the Red Sect. He was extremely skilled in Tantric Dharma and Taoist martial arts, which was comparable to those of the masters of the Nyingma sect.
But even so, Jiumozhi was unable to get any benefits from this Central Plains man. Instead, he was forced to be in a tight position due to his endless methods, making it difficult to recruit teachers.
During the fierce battle, the martial arts displayed by the Central Plains people were extremely diverse, each with its own unique charm, making Jiumozhi unconsciously immersed in it.
At the end of this battle, the two of them no longer knew each other.
This Central Plains man told Jiumozhi that his name was Murong Bo, and he even bluntly said that his martial arts skills were only minor in the Central Plains.
Only the Six Meridians Divine Sword of Dali Duan clan, the three great miraculous arts of Xiaoyao sect, the secret arts of Zizi sect, the miraculous arts of Blood River sect, and even the hero Xiao Qiushui's "Heavenly Book of Forgetting Love" and the "Innate Broken Body" of the Seven Holy Masters of the Mysterious Sky Alliance. A series of martial arts such as "Invisible Sword Qi" can truly be called "magical skills and unique skills".
Murong Bo used his erudition and knowledge to deeply imprint these words into Jiumozhi's heart.
From then on, this tantric genius's tantric practice, which was once rapid and vigorous, gradually slowed down, and he was still unable to understand the true meaning of "the great sun Tathagata blessing the divine transformation".
Jiumozhi knew that it was because of his obsession with martial arts that he had delusions that he shouldn't have, and that was why he encountered this difficult obstacle.
But even though he understood it, it was still difficult to figure it out. The more he wanted to let go, the heavier this attachment became, making it difficult for the "Great Wheel Ming King" to get out of the mud.
As time went by, this persistence, delusion, and confusion even became Jiumozhi's inner demons, just like the fire of unfixed karma, burning his originally pure and perfect state of concentration.
Jiumozhi originally wanted to get rid of his inner demons by practicing Nirvana Zen, but in the end, he found that he had never even picked it up, so how could he let it go?
Therefore, Jiumozhi still chose to go to the Central Plains. After making this decision, even though Jiumozhi knew it was not good, he still couldn't help but feel a sense of relief.
But it was not the relief of being relieved of a heavy burden, but the depraved pleasure of being completely overwhelmed by the mountain.
He came to the Central Plains not only to experience the legendary magical skills, but also to verify what he had learned throughout his life.
In the final analysis, Jiumozhi had almost never encountered any opponent except Murong Bo in his life of martial arts training. Even the masters of the five sects of the tantric sect had to join forces to fight against him.
Although he knew that relying on martial arts to show off his power was an act of ignorance and anger, he still couldn't help but feel angry and wanted to try to see how far his martial arts had reached.
It can be said that Jiumozhi, who came to the Central Plains, was in the most fragile and contradictory state in his life.
On the one hand, he knew that he was falling into delusion step by step. On the other hand, he could not break free from the nameless anger and deep attachment no matter what.
However, when Jiumozhi, who was conflicted and conflicted, saw Xu Xing, he couldn't help but feel refreshed.
This young man is clearly someone who is well versed in Buddhism. He has also practiced the glazed Buddha body that has not been practiced in Tantric Buddhism for hundreds of years. However, he does not shy away from his fighting spirit at all, nor does he hesitate at all.
Jiumozhi really wanted to know how this young man who seemed to have collected two Buddhist classics, Ximui and Yijin, did not have any confusion about his path that deviated from Buddhism?
Now, Jiumozhi has found the answer.
This answer did not come from Xu Xing, but came naturally from the bottom of his heart when he decided to challenge Xu Xing.
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The answer is:
I, Jiumozhi, am a combative and warlike person.
But can’t such a person be able to hold his head high and walk uprightly in the world?
Only then did Jiumozhi realize that what he lacked was never understanding, but facing.
Face the self that has almost fallen into the path of Asura.
But even the nature that goes against the grain of Buddhism is better than the false pretense.
A Buddhist verse suddenly appeared in Jiumozhi's mind:
I would rather suffer eternal tribulation than seek liberation from the saints!
It turned out that from the beginning, he was eager to break away from his status as "King Maharaja" and "Co-Master of Tantric Buddhism" and do what he really wanted to do.
When Jiumozhi really decided to abandon the strict precepts and throw away all restraints, the power belonging to Vairocana Buddha, called "The Divine Transformation Blessed by the Great Sun Tathagata", appeared in him so suddenly.
It seems as if it has always existed here, just waiting for Jiumozhi to discover.
Jiumozhi faced Xu Xing, clasped his hands, and the two blazing fireballs merged into one. The red color in them suddenly faded, turning into a piece of Buddha light like gold foil, flowing on the red monk's robe.
The two golden Buddha palms suddenly separated, as if tearing the world apart, opening a deep and dark crack, in which there were countless strange and bizarre scenes, just like the three thousand worlds mentioned in the Buddhist scriptures.
In the dark and deep void, an extremely solemn and magnificent flame light suddenly lit up. This light was brilliant, crystal clear, like melted golden glass, extremely magnificent.
In fact, with his current level of cultivation, he is still unable to control such a powerful force. Once he takes action, even a body that has practiced the tenth level of "Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu" is unable to withstand it, splitting into fine flame patterns, without killing the enemy. , hurt yourself first.
But Jiumozhi was still unaware, his face was full of enlightenment, and with the piety of a martyr, he drove the infinite light and heat towards Xu Xing.
This kind of move that combines visualization, mental power, and internal strength is also of great reference significance for Xu Xing now.
Therefore, when he saw Jiumozhi using such a move, he didn't bother to chase Yanzhao anymore. Instead, he showed a blazing light in his eyes, laughed loudly, stretched out his two arms, and tried to challenge this so-called tantric incompetent man. The Great Dharma's "Great Sun Tathagata Blesses Divine Transformation".
"Come!"
The veins of blood and water in the muscle texture of these two arms are becoming more and more intense. They flutter and flutter, swaying a piece of blue divine light, fluttering forward, just like a roc flapping its wings, slapping against the boundless North Sea, rolling up heavy waves, The water hits three thousand miles!
At this distance, Jiumozhi finally understood clearly what the true form of this blue divine light was.
It was not like a warrior from this world, borrowing power for his own use through the divine will that resonates with the spiritual power of heaven and earth, but simply relying on his own existence to stir up the endless sea of spiritual power and create "ripples in the water".
If spiritual power is like a sea, the practice of internal power warriors in this world is to connect the inside and outside through the organ of "internal power circulation", so that the nature of their bodies gradually becomes the same as that of "sea water".
In other words, their ultimate goal is to turn themselves into a drop of ink, blend into the sea, and dye the seawater with their own color.
Xu Xing's path is completely different. He is a huge creature like a giant whale in the deep sea, but he simply lives in the sea, and his body properties are completely different from "sea water".
However, due to his solid existence form and huge body, every move, every breath and every breath can stir up the spiritual power of heaven and earth and trigger turbulent undercurrents.
The great sun Tathagata's solemn and all-encompassing courage and momentum seemed to not exist in front of Xu Xing.
As soon as the Buddha's light shines on him, his whole body is emitting a blue light that is extremely rich and condensed into substance.
The pure vitality contained in each ray of blue light is unimaginably abundant, but Xu Xing's entire person is an entity condensed by these countless rays of light.
It is conceivable how powerful his vitality is. Even the giant Long Bo in ancient mythology is only like this.
Compared with such luster and existence, everything seems pale and dim, even the brilliant Buddha's light seems so insubstantial.
Jiumozhi also confirmed from this that this person is really an enlightened person who has sought the true nature. He is pure and untainted, and no dharmas can touch his body.
If you want to deal with such a being, you can only use pure power to overcome it.
But in terms of strength, who is Xu Xing afraid of? !
He took a sharp breath, but the sound did not sound like he was breathing, but rather like he was swallowing heaven and earth. He made a long sound like a whale song, and he had truly unleashed the power of "True Form Dharma Body Kunpeng".
Xu Xing's entire body suddenly rose five inches taller, and his limbs swelled accordingly. The green cloth shirt was completely shattered, revealing his fair and strong upper body. The ends of his long swaying hair also lit up with a hint of blue. In the blink of an eye, Spread to the top of the head.
He reached out with both hands, treating the majestic Buddha's light as a piece of cloth. He tapped his fingers into claws, grabbed it left and right, and then pulled it violently.
Just hearing an extremely harsh "hissing" sound, the entire Buddha's light was actually torn in half by him, and then crushed into thousands of blazing sparks.
Xu Xing smiled wantonly, and his right arm, which was already as thick as a pillar, stretched out again, and his right palm, which was as big as a cattail leaf fan, swelled even more. The blue veins protruded through the skin and penetrated the fingertips, like the giant claws of a golden-winged roc.
This "Golden-Winged King's Claw" was about a foot square. As soon as it reached out, it crushed Jiumozhi's gorgeous Buddhist crown, and then grabbed the round head of Maharaja Mingwang in the palm of his hand.
Xu Xing laughed loudly and threw his whole body towards the waterfall.
"The great monk is so angry, it's better to cool off in the water first!"
Jiumozhi's red robes rustled in the wind, clinging tightly to his strong body, outlining a solid outline, like a red arrow that shot into the waterfall, triggering a water column explosion that soared into the sky.
Yan Zhaofang regained his composure and was about to take advantage of this opportunity to take action when he saw Xu Xing easily grabbing Jiumozhi with a huge claw like pinching a chicken. His eyes widened and he was horrified.
——In the hearts of Yanzhao, this has gone beyond the scope of the battle between masters and has completely entered the realm of myths and legends.
Then, this change appeared all over Xu Xing's whole body. His whole body suddenly stretched out, reaching a height of nine feet. Zhuge Shenhou's specially made loose trousers were stretched so much that there were cracks and tatters.
Yan Zhao was originally a tall man, but in front of Xu Xing now, he was like an immature child.
Xu Xing stood against the light, and the shadow of his nine-foot majestic body was like an overwhelming black sky, completely containing Yan and Zhao.
The giant grinned widely, revealing a mouth of white teeth that were powerful enough to chew gold and iron.
Tiny sparks flew out between the interlaced teeth, making the already inhumanly handsome face look even more eerie.
Xu Xing looked extremely pleased and laughed:
"Finally I met two good players who can make me show my true identity. Not bad, not bad."
His voice also became extremely deep and deep at this moment. When he opened his mouth, his breath really turned into wind and his breath turned into thunder, with an extremely fierce and powerful force.
After hearing these words, Su Xinghe, who stood aside for the time being, looked strange and glanced at Tie Shou without any trace, the meaning in his eyes was obvious:
"What does it mean to reveal one's true self?"
But I saw that Tie Shou also looked strange, but besides this strangeness, there was also a hint of surprise:
"It turns out that Treading is really not a human being..."
This conclusion should have surprised or even horrified anyone, but Iron Hand felt an unexpected and reasonable relief.
Ah, since you are not a human being, then many things can be explained...
With Xu Xing's current physique, he didn't need to deliberately exert his strength at all. He only needed to speak to shock ordinary people to death, or even make their heads explode.
Tie Shou and Su Xinghe could still protect their eardrums and brains with their powerful internal strength, but it would be a disaster for the Xingxiu Sect disciples who were already mixed in quality.
As soon as they heard these words, these demons and monsters began to bleed from their orifices, their vision went dark, and they fell to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
The thirty-one confidantes of Yanzhao who were well-versed in martial arts felt as if thunder was rising from the ground when they heard this voice. There were dozens of thunder in succession. Their eardrums stung, they felt dizzy, and they fell one after another. Go down.
Even a master of the Qijue Divine Sword level felt his chest qi and blood tremble after hearing this.
Most of them were fighting with Duan Yu, and most of them took their attention to observe the battle between Xu Xing, Yan Zhao, and Jiumozhi.
Now when they see this mysterious strong man changing like this, they can't help but be surprised.
Duan Yu saw an opportunity, and the "Shaoshang Sword" with powerful sword spirit and magnificent sword intent came out of the way, holding the stone and shaking the sky. The storm was coming, and the "Sword God" Wen Huogun and the "Sword Immortal" Wu Fufeng were killed. The owl leader seriously injured "Sword Demon" Sun Yijiu and "Sword Demon" Liang Sad!
Even "Sword" Luo Sleeping, who had the highest skill and the deepest swordsmanship, could not stop him. He could only watch his four junior brothers die or be maimed under Duan Yu's hands.
They did not expect that the prince of Dali, who was always famous for his elegance, would be so resilient. Once he seized the opportunity, he would strike with such decisiveness!
Duan Yu, who was struggling to hold on, immediately changed his momentum after this killing.
This frail scholar's body suddenly exuded an unprecedented sharpness. He was covered in blood, and his eyes were as sharp as lightning, making the three people who still had fighting ability dare not look directly at him!
As the intensity of the war here increased again, Yan and Zhao could also hear the extremely deep and sincere emotion in Xu Xing's words.
In fact, since he achieved his true form, Xu Xing has opened up a qualitative gap with the "human" species in terms of life.
On weekdays, his figure that resembles that of an ordinary person is just a disguise to reduce consumption.
Wu Yazi's more than 70 years of skill and the addition of four "King Kong Yongshou Pills" have pushed his "true body" a big step forward, making "Xu Xing" an independent species' position in the food chain. Moved forward a lot.
For a creature like him, maintaining a "camouflage form" is like a big man always curling up and retracting his limbs. Although there won't be much hindrance, it is still not very satisfying after all.
Now, facing Jiumozhi and Yanzhao, Xu Xing was finally able to show his newly acquired "divinely refined true form" and temporarily stretch out between heaven and earth.
Overall, the new "Beiming True Meaning" this time is based on Kunpeng and combines the two major fist styles of Fuhai and Huntian. The "Kunpeng True Form" is not as powerful as the "Huntian True Form". , possessing the sharpness like a divine blade unsheathed, but also an indescribable majesty and vastness.
Therefore, when Yan Zhao is in front of him, he will sincerely feel a kind of insignificance from the most essential level of life.
Xu Xing took a breath of air, closed his eyes tightly, showing an intoxicated expression, and raised his eyelids again, his pupils glowed with blue and blue lightning, and sparks of electricity danced at the ends of his beard and hair.
He chuckled, made a fist with his right hand, and took steps:
"Now, why don't you go in and cool down too!"
Taking one step forward, Xu Xing's huge body appeared in front of Yan Zhao, and he raised his fist to strike down with a simple and unsophisticated move.
The blue spiritual energy that was constantly flowing around his body merged into his clenched fists, vibrating together with the surrounding air, like a drum beating in the sky, a thunderstorm surging, and a wave of "Ninety Thousand Miles Wind Peng Zhengzhi" rolled up. With great courage, he charged towards Yanzhao.
With a bang, the magic hand that the "Magic Hand Split the Coffin" became famous for had no effect. With just a touch, it was grabbed by Xu Xing's giant hand and thrown into the blue wave pool.
Jiumozhi was sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the pool, closing his eyes and regulating his breath, but when he saw Yan Zhao's majestic figure also crashing in, he couldn't help but open his eyes.
The two disgraced and embarrassed challengers looked at each other, and both saw the look of surprise in each other's eyes, and communicated with their spirits:
"What the hell is this guy?"
"I think they are spirits in the mountains and spiritual beasts in the water."
"From the perspective of the young monk, he looks more like a monster made from earthly fire and a god made from thunder."
Suddenly, both of them raised their heads and looked overhead.
The next moment, a towering and huge body crashed into the pond.
This "man" almost turned the entire Blue Wave Pond upside down. White waves surged into the sky and exploded in succession. The waterfall even surged upwards.
He just heard a heroic and powerful voice, shaking the water body and causing ripples in the pond. He laughed loudly:
"You two, it's the second round!"
Yan Zhao and Jiumozhi heard the excitement in this man's words, and they both had a clear understanding. Xu Xing was clearly excited and would not stop no matter what he said.
This also means that they will not be able to avoid the next severe beating no matter what. The previous idea of seizing a slim chance of victory has turned into doing everything they can to fight for a slim chance of survival!
Infinite regret surged in both of their hearts, and they had the same idea:
Who is wrong to provoke, such a monster? !
It's just asking for advice, but it's not like I'm sending you a punching bag. !
How long has it been since this person hit someone with all his strength? !
(End of chapter)