Chapter 120: A Little Try
Li Qingmang's body was full of breath, and there was a momentum of a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests.
Suddenly, Shen Long's true yuan qi also surged out, and it was even more powerful than Long Xiang's Nine Heavens.
Li Qingmang's pupils shrank suddenly.
Although Li Qingmang already knew that Shen Long was in the realm of the Xuanwu Realm, and he used the Xuanwu Realm to kill the powerhouses of the Earth Martial Realm.
However, even if Li Qingmang reached the Great Perfection Realm of the Earth Martial Realm, facing Shen Long, he still had a kind of powerhouse who was facing the peak combat power of the Earth Martial Realm.
"How could he feel like this? Could it be that he is really not a powerhouse in the Xuanwu Realm, but a powerhouse in the Earth Martial Realm?"
Li Qingmang's heart was extremely puzzled and shocked.
Shen Long also knew that he had originally snatched this Divine Tree, so it was not too much for Li Qingmang to rob it, as long as he had the ability to snatch this Divine Tree from his hands, then this Divine Tree would belong to him.
"Come on, let me see the strength of your so-called Xuanwu Battlefield Martial Arts. ”
After speaking, Li Qingmang's expression was dazed, and he immediately rushed towards Shen Long quickly.
The aura of the Great Perfection Realm of the Earth Martial Realm was instantly pushed to the pinnacle of combat power.
I saw Li Qingmang turning his hand into a knife and swept towards Shen Long, and his palm slashed diagonally at Shen Long's neck at an extremely tricky angle.
"Okay, then try this Immortal Martial Nine Style, how powerful it is. ”
After speaking, I saw that Shen Long's palms were slightly closed, and his palms twisted and pulled apart in an instant.
"Sky Splitter. ”
An invisible aura suddenly came to Li Qingmang's body.
And Li Qingmang's palm had already slashed into Shen Long's neck.
If Li Qingmang slashed directly, Shen Long's move to split the sky would definitely be able to hit Li Qingmang's body.
It's almost the same way to play.
Li Qingmang had no choice but to withdraw his hand, and a thick aura suddenly gathered in front of his body.
There was a loud bang.
On the top of the Spirit Mountain, a small wave of qi erupted and swept away.
And the qi in front of Li Qingmang's body was instantly torn apart by that heaven-splitting hand.
The huge impact force of the gang qi tearing directly pushed Li Qingmang backwards.
"Sure enough, you are the most powerful Xuanwu realm in this world. ”
Li Qingmang's eyes flashed with a look of extreme shock.
And everyone under the mountain saw the scene where Li Qingmang was directly swept out by this wave of qi.
"Long Shao is still so domineering, he doesn't move at all. ”
"I guess above this martial realm, no one can beat Shen Long. ”
"It's not that no one in the Earth Martial Realm can beat Shen Long, but his cultivation background is much stronger than ours, and this is the real cultivator. ”
Everyone exclaimed.
But they didn't know that Shen Long was walking the path of immortal dust, and it was not comparable to the power of mortals.
From the moment Shen Long selected the Heavenly Emperor Chaos Body, it was decided that the path that Shen Long would take in this life was the path of immortal dust.
Li Qingmang's expression was slightly dark, and an extremely cold light burst out from his eyes.
And Shen Long could see from Li Qingmang's eyes that this was definitely the coldness that could only be exuded after stacking countless human lives.
"Soul Chaser. ”
Li Qingmang's figure flashed, and he rushed towards Shen Long again.
And Shen Long stood in place, as if he had no intention of moving.
There was another exclamation from the bottom of the mountain.
"It turned out to be a soul chaser, this is a kind of exercise that Li Qingmang has cultivated to the extreme, and countless people have died in his hands. ”
"Seeking life is impermanent, chasing souls is measured, ghosts and shadows are intertwined, shocking people's hearts, and it is worthy of being impermanent. ”
Everyone exclaimed.
However, at this time, there was only one big and three rough guys, sneered, and then said: "What kind of soul chaser, Shen Long is obviously practicing with Li Qingmang, and they really think that this Li Qingmang can win against Shen Long on his own? ”
And the person who spoke was none other than Wang Jinhai.
At this time, Wang Jinhai still had palpitations every time he recalled Shen Long's slap at the beginning.
He was also even more sure that this Shen Long was definitely practicing with Li Qingmang.
Seeing Li Qingmang's countless intertwined hand shadows, he grabbed towards him weirdly.
Shen Long's legs sank, and a breath of spiritual energy was inhaled, poured into his fist, and suddenly blasted away with a punch.
"Holy Emperor Fist. ”
The sound of the air being torn apart roared, and hundreds of strange claw shadows dissipated under the power of that punch.
And only a claw shadow was left, and that was Li Qingmang's real hand grabbing it.
However, Shen Long stood in place, unmoved.
That claw, like an eagle's claw grabbing a hunt, grabbed from the top of Shen Long's head downward.
Everyone gasped.
If he was caught by Li Qingmang's claw, it is estimated that the brain would be caught.
"Hiss......"
Everyone gasped, and even some people didn't dare to watch this bloody scene.
Liu Ruyan, Shen Li, and Luo Yiyi all covered their eyes and didn't dare to look directly.
And that claw suddenly grabbed it, and before Shen Long's body, a powerful Gang Qi actually appeared, this Gang Qi was not the True Qi Chenggang condensed by the powerhouses of the Earth Martial Realm, but a simple Gang Qi.
Li Qingmang could feel that Shen Long's Dao Qi, even if it was not a ground martial art, was better than a ground martial art.
A claw came down, like a sharp weapon, cutting through the steel plate like a sharp and piercing sound, and it rang loudly.
And a gang qi in front of Shen Long was instantly broken by Li Qingmang.
A wave of qi swept out, and Li Qingmang shot again, grabbing Shen Long's neck.
Suddenly, Shen Long's drooping hand suddenly slashed upward, bringing up a gust of wind.
Gangfeng was like a sharp blade, and in an instant, an extremely slender light was drawn in the air, and it rushed towards Li Qingmang.
"Again. ”
Li Qingmang knew that if his hand grabbed Shen Long's neck, he would inevitably be slashed by this slender blade of light, and it was the same way of fighting.
Li Qingmang had no choice but to stop again and resist the impact of Shen Long's light blade with all his might.
I saw that all the qi in Li Qingmang's body was surging, condensed in front of him, and then, Li Qingmang grabbed the soul chasing hand in his hand directly towards the light blade.
"Void Slash. ”
Shen Long burst out, and that blade of light seemed to have spirituality, and it was tyrannical in an instant.
On the palm of Li Qingmang's hand, several silver blades were directly slashed by this void slash, and instantly impacted the qi in front of Li Qingmang's body.
There was a loud bang, like a mountain stone bursting, and the qi in front of Li Qingmang's body was actually split straight apart, but the power of that void slash also weakened a lot, but this energy still smashed into Li Qingmang's chest.
In an instant, Li Qingmang was smashed out as if he had been hit hard, flying out more than ten meters away, and rubbing the ground under his feet to stabilize his body.