Chapter 143: The Holy Hand
When the dust was completely settled, a trace of cold sweat fell from Tian Ruhua's chin to the ground, looking at Zhuo Fei and the others who were intact, and Nong Yu, who stopped spinning and was inserted on the ground to reflect the sun, the former kept trembling.
At this moment, his heart no longer had the slightest intention of killing Zhuo Fei and the others, but was filled with fear.
That's right, Tian Ruhua was already afraid, in the face of Zhuo Fei, who was so strong now, he couldn't think of any way to deal with it, in the past two years or so, it was obvious that his cultivation was also growing rapidly.
But he never imagined that Zhuo Fei's strength was so strong that he could defuse his attack with an understatement.
When Zhuo Fei took a step forward, the strong man immediately stood horizontally in front of Tian Ruhua, staring at the former with a wary face, exuding an arrogant aura on his body.
The muscles up and down his body were already very tight at this moment, and when he was on the roof of the building before, he could see at a glance that Mu Miao's figure had changed.
Knowing that the latter's physique was amazing, he was afraid that Tian Ruhua would suffer a loss in his hands, so he chose to make a move at the first time, what he didn't expect was that although Mu Miao was not in a hurry to attack, the strength shown by Zhuo Fei was stronger than Mu Miao?
Gently patting the dust that did not exist on his hands, a playful smile appeared on Zhuo Fei's face, and he asked Tian Ruhua jokingly, his strength is okay, and he can match the latter in two moves.
Such words instantly angered Tian Ruhua, and when he just wanted to step out and fight with Zhuo Fei, he was stopped by Hua Die, who had never made a move, and slowly shook his head.
After all, Tian Ruhua is also an elite of Buddhism, and he knows the truth that heroes don't suffer losses in front of him, so he took several deep breaths and calmed down his mood, leaving a long list of cruel words.
After showing that he was not going to give up like this, he waved his hand at all his men.
Seeing that he had the intention of retreating, Fei Mu Zhiqing and Ze Ming, the figure disappeared in place in a flash at the same time, and everyone present only heard a few muffled sounds, and then the black-clothed people standing on the roofs around them all fell to the ground, and the weapons that fell in their hands fell to the ground and made a series of sounds.
Seeing such a scene, Tian Ruhua's right leg, which had just taken a step, immediately froze in place, and his eyes were also staring, full of disbelief.
These people were all personally selected by him, Tian Ruhua clearly knew their strength, and in such an instant, they were solved by Ze Ming and Mu Zhiqing?
Hua Die's pupils also contracted deeply for a while, such a strength, even the elders of the Buddha Sect may not be able to do it!
"Is it that easy?" Ze Ming, who was still clasping his hands in front of his chest, lifted his left foot, and the toe of his right foot touched the leaves in the potted plant in the courtyard of the Shen family, and glanced at Tian Ruhua coldly.
In an instant, the latter only felt the irreversible momentum, so that he didn't dare to look directly at Ze Ming's gaze, Tian Ruhua, who reacted quickly, suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, and this was when his consciousness in a trance recovered.
Shen Lao and Xue Lao, who were standing behind Mu Miao, glanced at each other, and they both saw a heavy look of surprise in each other's eyes.
More than two years is not a long night, and it is not very short, how can the two old men never imagine what kind of encounter can make Zhuo Fei and a few people so reborn?
Shen Lao had also seen Ze Ming and a few people before, but at that time, the former thought that no matter how powerful these three people were, they were just born into a family of cultivators.
It is difficult for a young person to achieve anything great, and what can be valued by him is nothing more than the cultivator family behind these three people.
However, the performance of several people at this moment subverted Shen Lao's opinion, although he didn't know much about the cultivation rankings in the cultivator world.
But the scene in front of him made him directly see that the difference in strength between Tian Ruhua and others and Zhuo Fei and a few others, these dozens of people, were put down by Mu Zhiqing and Zeming in the blink of an eye.
As long as you are not blind and stupid, you can understand how strong Zhuo Fei and the others are.
The deepest feeling was Shen Lengqiu, who was standing in place, his fists were already tightly clenched together, he raised his little head, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Mu Zhiqing, who was standing on the roof of the building at the moment, with a cold face.
I thought to myself: "Is this her strength? For more than two years, has she always been by Zhuo Fei's side?"
Until this time, Shen Lengqiu suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in her heart, and now thinking about it, although she and Zhuo Fei knew each other before, they didn't get along for a long time.
Feelings are not an unbreakable realm, and she herself is just an ordinary person, just born into a good family.
However, Mu Zhiqing was born as a cultivator, and when Shen Lao practiced with Mr. Zhao Jingde, Shen Lengqiu knew that in addition to ordinary people, there was also a kind of person called a cultivator in the world.
Almost every family of cultivators has immeasurable wealth, and they also possess extremely superb skills, which are simply comparable to ordinary wealthy families.
Therefore, she couldn't guess what kind of power was hidden behind Mu Zhiqing, and the power she could pay for the comeback of the Taoist family must be much greater than that of the Shen family.
Since he was a child, Shen Lengqiu didn't feel superior because of his own background, and he thought that everyone was the same, and there was no distinction between high and low.
But now Mu Zhiqing made her think in her heart that she was already one level lower, and the gap between them had been produced since they were born.
Suddenly, Shen Lengqiu couldn't find anything that could attract Zhuo Fei compared to Mu Zhiqing, and the only advantage he had in the past two years had disappeared.
At this moment, Zhuo Fei's playful face suddenly became serious, his brows furrowed instantly, and he disappeared in place with a movement under his feet.
After flashing for a while, he came to Mu Zhiqing, stretched out his left hand to wrap around her waist, and his right hand, which was full of black and white light, bent five fingers and waved them out blatantly.
A figure suddenly appeared in front of Zhuo Fei, and just like him, his right hand full of purple light also waved.
The two hands collided fiercely, and the roof tiles were lifted up by the power they calculated.
The purple light, on the person's right hand, turned into strips of light, quickly infecting Zhuo Fei's hand, making his strength weaken in an instant.
His face changed slightly, and after holding Mu Zhiqing and shaking him slightly, the figure retreated from the roof and slipped several meters on the ground.
After raising his right hand and glancing at it, Zhuo Fei quickly raised his head, stared at the figure on the roof, and said slowly, "Imperial Holy Hand?"
Ze Ming also returned to his original position at this time, looking at the person on the top of the building with a solemn face, with one blow, he was able to repel Zhuo Fei, and this strength must not be underestimated.
"Could it be that the master of the Buddha Sect is here?" Ze Ming thought to himself.
After being let go, Mu Zhiqing's face was completely gloomy, looking at that figure, her heart was full of shock, now she is no longer the female doll she used to be.
The manipulation of the wind element can be said to have reached the point of perfection, and three months ago, under the guidance of Hevis, Mu Zhiqing also learned a set of methods.
In an environment where her spiritual power is not very strong, by fusing the wind element that she can control with her own spiritual power, she can achieve something similar to Zhuo Fei's, and her spiritual power is released to form a certain range of detection domain skills.
But the sudden appearance of this figure made her not notice it at all, and she didn't even send out the fluctuations in space, which made Mu Zhiqing have some guesses in her heart, this person definitely didn't come through spatial ability, but lurked nearby early in the morning.
It's just that the means are particularly clever, and under the condition that their attention is all attracted by Tian Ruhua, Zhuo Fei didn't find her at the first time.
Zhuo Fei, who waved his right hand, had a strong doubt in his heart.
The Imperial Saint Hand is a peerless discipline of their Taoism, but for some reason, yes, this exercise is incomplete, and even his master and uncle Zhao Jingde have not learned it.
He had only told his master before in some relevant books that the cultivation conditions of the Imperial Saint Hand were extremely harsh, and the talent required by cultivators was also extremely high.
Zhuo Fei clearly remembered that when the master once told him about this exercise, he sighed very sadly, even if the Imperial Holy Hand was intact, with his talent, he might not be able to cultivate.
There is only a slight record in the ancient books of Taoism, as soon as the holy hand comes out, the heaven and the earth change color, the sun and the moon have no light, and the cultivation to the highest level, even the person who cultivates as a saint can also subdue with one move.
Hence the name "Holy Hand".
After thinking of this, Zhuo Fei secretly said in his heart: "I really didn't expect that the Buddha Exploration Sect actually exists, and there are masters who have cultivated this exercise?"
At the same time, he stretched out his hand to stop Mu Miao, who wanted to step forward, and took two steps forward, towards the person who was hidden under the white robe and wearing a pure white mask on his face, bowed his hand, and asked lightly: "I don't know the name of the comer?"
Tian Ruhua suddenly laughed, pointed at Zhuo Fei and shouted, "Haha, Ruxi is here, you are finished." ”
However, this person didn't pay attention to what he said, and after watching Zhuo Fei closely for a minute or two, he quickly came to the courtyard, stepped on the ground with his foot, and sent out a force, directly shaking the marble on the ground into powder, covering their figures.
Seeing this, Zhuo Fei left and pounced, and at the same time hooked a dragon on the handle of Nong Yu with his left hand, and handed it to his right hand, when he came to the thick dust, he only saw the figure of the white-robed man, and his slender fingers clamped Nong Yu's sharp blade.