Chapter 212: Heavenly Sword VS Divine Fist
Heavenly Sword Ling Jiechen is probably the most handsome man in the world and the most powerful man in the ancient martial arts world. However, if we talk about the strength and profundity of the Dao cultivation, the word "may" must be deleted.
There are countless people who use knives in the world, and there is no shortage of masters in the ancient martial arts world of China. However, Ling Juechen's sword technique is definitely the first in the world!
Ling Jiechen has studied knives, refined knives, and used knives all his life, and he is a collector of knives and the most authoritative connoisseur of knives. He has countless knives, but there is only one that he really loves, has in his weapon, and often uses - stinging!
However, with the increasing improvement of the realm of cultivation, it is said that in recent years, he has reached the realm of the knife path where no knife is better than a knife, and the sting knife is no longer often carried with him.
Ouyang Wang, the head of the Ouyang family, is a generation of heroes in the ancient martial arts world in the north, and he is decisive and ruthless. He is one of the most ambitious congenital-level invincible powerhouses in China. His ambition is not only manifested in martial arts, but also in his **. He is not willing to be the overlord of only one side!
Ouyang Family's Binghe Xuangong, according to legend, cultivated to the highest realm, can freeze the heavens and the earth. Its broken jade fist is a must in martial arts.
Tonight, two masters of the world who have never been defeated since their debut met in this rainy night. Will they still be able to maintain their undefeated myths?
The contest of the innate invincible powerhouse, its one move and one style must contain the truth and insights they have comprehended the innate avenue, and those grandmasters who are only one line away from being able to rank among the innate powerhouses will definitely be able to get inspiration from it, and it will be of great benefit to the cultivation of the realm.
However, now that the attention of all forces has been attracted by the Tantric Holy Relic, I am afraid that no one is secretly peeping into this shocking battle.
At this time, the momentum of Ling Jiechen and Ouyang Wang had climbed to the highest, and there were changes in the field. Ling Jiechen slowly raised his right hand until it reached the top of his head, and a swirling force immediately rolled up around him, and the water droplets around him and even the stagnant water on the ground were immediately sucked and danced around him.
"Since Brother Ouyang is so calm, then let the junior brother break this boring situation!" Ling Juechen stepped forward with his left foot, as if teleporting, and instantly volleyed across the big pit in front of him, and suddenly appeared in front of Ouyang Wang. A hand knife in his right hand slashed down at Ouyang Wang's head, only to see the purple gold light flashing along the palm, and the sword qi could not bear it.
The distance between the two is about six zhang, but Ling Jiechen only casually takes a step forward and crosses the five-zhang pit, which is really incredible, and the skill is almost Tao.
Ling Juechen's random step, but in Ouyang Wang's eyes, it was extraordinary, he used the step in front of him to drive the whole person, so it seemed to be a step, but it was more than six feet in front of the volley, making the illusion of shrinking the ground into inches, such footwork, Ouyang Wang was still the first time to see it, and he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.
Compared with footwork, Ling Juechen's knife technique is extremely simple, and a mediocre knife splits Huashan, but it is magical in the ordinary.
Although he didn't have a knife in his hand, and he only attacked a little bit of the blade of the hand knife, the sword qi could completely envelop Ouyang Wang's whole body, making him give birth to no matter where he flashed, under the traction of the qi machine, Ling Juechen's hand knife would be like a hungry wolf smelling blood, persevering and devouring it one after another, and it was extremely subtle.
Ouyang Wang laughed and said, "The Heavenly Sword Killing God is really a bit of a doorway. Twisting the side of the tiger's body violently, the five fingers of his right hand were half-clenched fist prints, and he struck upward, and Ling Juechen's right palm was along the blade in the middle.
Ling Jiechen saw that Ouyang Wang also threw an ordinary punch, and his eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of essence. It turned out that at the beginning, it was clear that Ouyang Wang's right hand was still half a foot away from being able to block Song Jun's hand knife, but he didn't know that it was precisely because of this deviation that he could hit the sharpness of the hand knife, and Ouyang Wang's move was indeed subtle and wonderful.
The fists and palms intersected, and there was no unexpected burst of energy, but the rain that fell from the air within a radius of ten zhang around them suddenly stopped in the air at the moment when the two of them intersected with swords and fists.
The tree "canopy" under Ouyang Wang's feet suddenly shattered, and the two of them were shocked, flying backwards like lightning. The droplets of water that seemed to be frozen in the air fell from the sky at once.
When the two of them stepped on the top of the tree to stabilize their figures, they were already more than ten feet apart.
Ling Juechen sighed: "I haven't fought with you for decades, your boxing skills have changed, the boxer is the same, the whole person is self-contained, there is no inside and outside, your hand is not a broken jade fist." ”
Ouyang Wang's eyes narrowed into two lines, and the essence of it was shining, still giving people a restrained subtlety, and he shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter what kind of fist technique, just be able to defeat the enemy." ”
The moves of the two have been simplified from complex, implying the mystery of the unity of heaven and man. The moves seem simple, but the lethality is unmatched.
"Defeat the enemy, do you think you can defeat me?" Ling Juechen smiled.
Ouyang Wang snorted lowly, no longer answered, his figure rose into the air, and instantly flew above Ling Juechen, his hands formed a strange fist mark from the inside out, and then turned into a fist shadow in the sky, overwhelming Ling Juechen below as a hood.
Ling Jiechen didn't look at the shadow of the fist in the sky, and his hands slashed upwards in the shape of knives. The purple gold sword qi suddenly went up to the ground and easily broke through Ouyang Wang's heavy fist shadow, instantly slashing the supreme punch hidden behind the fist shadow.
The incomparable sword qi and fist strength centered on the two of them, surging out in all directions like a flash flood, and the surrounding trees were suddenly shattered into a large area, and the broken branches and leaves flew all over the sky.
Ouyang Wang was in the air, and he had no way to borrow his strength, so he was shocked into two somersaults in the air and fell to the ground.
Ouyang Wang's attack was indecently magical and difficult to resist, but Ling Juechen's counterattack was also wonderful, without the slightest trace of an axe and chisel.
"Look at the knife!" Ling Juechen bounced up, turned the knife into a purple rainbow, stepped in front of Ouyang Wang, and slashed his waist. In an instant, the two fought together, and the fierce fight was hot and dizzy, with swords and kicks and punches.
The two congenital invincible powerhouses sometimes confront each other from afar, comparing each other's momentum; sometimes they make close-range moves, their moves are delicate, and sometimes they attack from afar, opening and closing wide. Either way, they have a natural approach.
Ling Juechen's most proud stunt was the Thunder Nine Swords, but in this rainy night, the sword technique he displayed did not seem to be half domineering, and there was no shadow of the Thunder Nine Swords at all.
And Ouyang Wang's boxing method is not the way of breaking jade fists, could it be that the cultivation of these two people has broken through the shackles of moves, and they are not restricted by moves, and they can swing at will?
When the eight masters in the wilderness felt the two great powerhouse breaths, their faces changed drastically in addition to being frightened. Because they knew that two great men had come to the vicinity.
The man in black who snatched the rosewood box immediately wanted to retreat, and slammed outward several times, but was stopped by the Treasure Wheel Dharma King. The golden wheel of the Treasure Wheel is worn by that
The mysterious man in the Rakshasa mask took it away, but his fists and feet were also extremely powerful, so that the man in black couldn't get out for a while.
At this time, Ouyang Shuangjue had already fought with the thief king Zhuo Fan. Ouyang Shuangjue wanted to join forces to defeat Zhuo Fan who was making trouble in an instant, and then go to snatch the Holy Relic. So these two old guys did their best as soon as they made a move.
The field was suddenly cold, and the water on the ground and the raindrops falling from the sky were all frozen into ice by the cold. Zhuo Fan was surrounded by the cold qi, as if he was in an ice cave, on the one hand, he had to use his strength to resist the cold qi, and on the other hand, he had to resist Ouyang Shuangjue's overwhelming fierce attack, and he immediately fell behind.
Zhuo Fan's arms swirled and slashed, like a phoenix flapping its wings, and a double-edged knife on the iron armor arm continued to disintegrate Ouyang Shuangjue's unparalleled fist strength, and he did not lose it.
Over there, the mysterious person who competed with the Sakya Dharma King and the Puda Dharma King was also a little anxious, and the dignified vitality fluctuations like a mountain broke out instantly, and the vast energy surged towards the two ** kings like a river lacking embankments.
If those two masters of the world arrived, the holy relics would be hopeless. The mysterious man seemed to be very jealous of the person who burst out of those two terrifying powerhouses.
His Holiness Sakya and Puda Venerable King immediately shook their bodies, and two lines of blood red overflowed from the corners of their mouths. The skill of the mysterious person is really incredible, and he has even overwhelmed the two tantric Dharma kings who are infinitely close to the innate realm.
Compete with internal strength, you can't take advantage of the slightest trick, the fight is real talent and real learning, and the strong one wins.
The skill of the mysterious man increased suddenly, and when he overwhelmed the two ** kings with absolute strength, his left hand was raised at the same time, and a golden light pierced the void like a meteor, shooting towards the black-clothed man who was fighting with the Baolun Dharma King.
The golden light came so quickly that it instantly shot into the throat of the man in black. The man in black was shocked, and at the last moment, he bent his waist back sharply and used the iron plate bridge skill.
The golden rays of the cold shot through the face of the man in black, and the strong wind cut the flesh in pain. "Bang!", saying that it was too late and that was too fast, the Treasure Wheel Dharma King seized this opportunity and imprinted his palm on the lower abdomen of the man in black.
This is an extraordinary tantric big mudra palm power, the man in black only felt that the middle palm above the lower abdomen was as if it was marked by a red-hot soldering iron, the heat and burning pain was extreme, and the back of the man in black hit the ground with a bang, the water splashed, and his body actually sank into the dirt.