Chapter 552: The Might of the White Tiger
A gust of mountain wind hit, and the field was full of bursts of murderous atmosphere!
Situ Zhaoran and Xingtian stood opposite each other, their eyes met, and everyone's eyes also shifted over, staring at them tightly. This is a big battle, a duel between the two hall masters in the Heavenly Gate, who is better?
That murderous aura slowly became stronger and stronger over time, and even Qin Yan and Duan Nan on the side could feel the strong impact. Xingtian's face was calm and calm, and he looked like he was in his chest, but on the other hand, Situ Zhaoran looked a little anxious and nervous.
It's a battle of momentum, with both sides trying to crush each other with their powerful momentum, causing the opponent's psychological first attack. However, there is no doubt that because Situ Zhao was afraid of Qin Yan and Duan Nan on the side, he lost in momentum. Duels between masters are often won or lost in a single thought.
Situ Zhaoran knew very well that if he continued to let Xingtian's momentum suppress him like this, he would be defeated without a fight. With a loud shout, Situ Zhaoran punched Xingtian. The fist was as fast as thunder, and faintly, mixed with the sound of Huo Huo's wind, it could be seen that Situ Zhaoran's fist was quite fierce.
Being able to take on the position of Pixiu shows that Situ Zhaoran's kung fu is not simple. Over the years, Situ Zhaoran has never slackened off for a day, and if he wants to sit in the position of the master of the Heavenly Gate, even if force is secondary, it is also indispensable.
In the face of Situ Zhaoran's fierce attack, Xingtian not only did not avoid it in the slightest, but met it head-on. The two are entangled together, and their movements are as fast as lightning, which is dazzling. This was also the first time Qin Yan had truly seen Xingtian's kung fu, and when he was in Jinling, what Xingtian showed was just the tip of the iceberg.
However, Qin Yan and Duan Nan could clearly see that Situ Zhaoran's fierce offensive could not be carried out at all in front of Xingtian, as if he was restrained by Xingtian everywhere. It seems that the rumors are indeed true, and the previous hall masters of the Law Enforcement Hall, Bai Hu, do have a martial art that specializes in restraining other hall masters. Perhaps, this is also what the ancestors of Tianmen deliberately did in order to prevent a certain hall master from sitting big, because the selection of hall masters of the law enforcement hall in the past dynasties was extremely strict, unlike other hall masters, they could be selected by the previous hall master. In other words, although the law enforcement hall also has a coercive effect on the door owner to a certain extent, it is also the descendant of the door master, which is equivalent to the ancient Imperial Forest Army, and has absolute power over life and death.
Duan Nan frowned, and couldn't help but secretly think in his heart, "Can he also restrain me?"
Qin Yan seemed to see through Duan Nan's thoughts, and patted him on the shoulder with a slight smile, without saying a word. However, Duan Nan knew the meaning of Qin Yan's move, which was to persuade himself to think more.
couldn't fight for a long time, and was tightly suppressed by Xingtian, which made Situ Zhaoran's heart frightened. If he continues like this, how many tricks can he still bear? After so many years of hard work, is he now a complete failure? He is not reconciled, why? Why can he only be a Pixiu, but not the master of the door? Why can Qin Yan, a yellow-haired boy, sit in the position of the master of the door?
"Ah......h
Qin Yan couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly shouted: "Be careful, it's a great compassion!"
This mastery that has been lost in the rivers and lakes for many years, Qin Yan has learned it, and it can definitely be called a profound martial art. If it weren't for Situ Zhaoran's cultivation that he hadn't reached home, he wouldn't necessarily be his opponent. At the beginning, Ye Zhengrong was defeated by the hands of Great Compassion, if it weren't for the turtle breath to save his life, I was afraid that he would already be killed.
Xingtian was shocked to hear Qin Yan's shouting, and he was even more vigilant. Although he had not comprehended the power of the Great Compassion Hand, he had also heard of this peerless discipline that had been lost for many years.
Under the powerful power of the Great Compassion Hand, Situ Zhaoran quickly regained the initiative, but without the slightest mercy, he made a move to kill him, obviously wanting to kill the world and then quickly. For the various halls of Tianmen, there is almost no good impression of the Law Enforcement Hall, and Situ Zhaoran is naturally the same, let alone merciless.
Seeing this situation, Duan Nan couldn't help but say worriedly: "Sect Master, do we want to help? ”
Although Duan Nan didn't have much of a good impression of Xingtian, and there was still a trace of resistance in his heart, in the face of such a situation, he still chose to stand on Xingtian's side without hesitation. This is not a personal grudge, but a major matter related to the gate of heaven, how can it be left to personal preferences?
"Let's take a look at it again. Qin Yan shook his head, but he was secretly prepared in his heart, once he was invincible, he would immediately take action. In any case, Situ Mingran couldn't hurt Xingtian.
At the beginning, Ye Zhengrong was spared death because of the protection of the Turtle Breath Gong, who can guarantee that Xingtian can also get away with it after being hit by the hands of Great Compassion?
However, the more he looked at it, the more surprised Qin Yan became. After Situ Zhaoran unleashed his Great Compassion Hand, Xingtian, who was suppressed in the upper hand, gradually regained his disadvantage, and his offensive became more ferocious. The shadows of the fists are flying, like falling flowers. Qin Yan couldn't help but secretly think, this Xingtian's kung fu and his own might as well let it go, right? Moreover, he could see that there was also a vague feeling of nameless true qi between Xingtian's moves, and he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
The nameless true qi is the unique knowledge of the masters of the Heavenly Gate in the past dynasties, and it has never been passed on, so how can Xingtian be? Could it be that the old guy taught him? Shouldn't it. As the master of the Heavenly Gate, the old guy should be very aware of the rules of the Heavenly Gate, and he will not teach the nameless true qi to Xingtian for no reason. But if not him, who would it be?
After showing the Great Compassion Hand, he couldn't even take Xingtian down, and even faintly felt that he was still suppressed by him, which made Situ Zhaoran's heart very angry. This is the only book he found after searching all over the world, so many years of painstaking research, just hoping to defeat the master of Tianmen with his lost mastery, but he didn't expect that now he can't even beat Xingtian, isn't this a joke?
Under the psychological effect of anxiety, Situ Zhaoran's moves became a little messy. A smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly stepped forward and punched him hard in the chest.
"Poof!" Situ Zhaoran spurted out a mouthful of blood and took a few steps back.
Xing Tian followed closely and hit him in the chest with several punches in succession.
How could Situ Zhaoran be so hard hit? He spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood again and again, fell to the ground, and had no power to fight back.