Chapter 142: Suppression
"Dao Palace Realm, not bad!"
Feeling the fluctuation of the Yuan Force in the shadow body, Zhao Yijian's expression revealed an unprecedented dignified color. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Even if he is already the body of an earth corpse, he has only been immersed for thousands of years, and his qi and blood have dissipated, and his cultivation at this moment is no more than half a step palace realm.
Against Shadow, he didn't have the slightest chance.
"Whether it's good or not, you won't know until you've fought!"
Shadow Xu's face was indifferent, and a thick battle intent came out of his body.
After all, Zhao Yijian's strength was infinitely close to the Hundred Tribulation Realm, and he was trapped for several years, and finally stepped into the Dao Palace Realm.
Fighting with Zhao Yijian will definitely give him some insight.
"Boy, your martial arts skills as an incarnate demon beast are good." Zhao Yijian smiled coldly, "However, it's a little bit worse to kill me." ”
"You're talking too much nonsense."
A chill swelled in Shadow's eyes, and he said coldly.
Thundered......
"Look for death!" Hearing this, Zhao Yijian couldn't help but be furious, and a terrifying murderous aura floated out, and under his feet, the heavy stone steps instantly shattered.
"Boy, don't think that you will be proud when you step into the realm of the Dao Palace, if I cultivate to recover, I can kill you with one punch."
"War is war, where is so much nonsense."
There was an icy chill in Shadow's eyes, and a violent aura erupted from his body. His figure skyrocketed to several feet, and his demonic aura soared to the sky, as if a demon venerable had descended.
Boom......
Shadow Sha didn't say a word, and a piercing light suddenly erupted from his body, like a volcanic magma eruption. The armor on his body shattered directly, revealing muscles like iron casting, glowing with a cold light.
On the arm, the green tendons squirmed, like a dragon.
His physical refinement had reached a terrifying level.
"Take my punch and try it."
The shadow let out a long roar, and his power exploded, and he directly clenched his fist and smashed towards Zhao Yijian's body.
There was a loud bang, and the void between Shadow and Zhao Yijian was covered by a fiery fist.
Above the Shadow Fist, flames burned, erupting with terrifying True Yuan power.
This punch has at least tens of thousands of catties of power.
Lu Cheng in the distance looked at this scene, his heart couldn't help but thump, the body of the demon clan that Long Ming said was vividly and exquisitely displayed on the shadow demon body at this moment.
This kind of power can even shatter mountains with one punch.
"Lord Shadow is a powerhouse in the Dao Palace Realm, this punch Lao Tzu wants to see how the old immortal thing can be received."
Qin Hou, who was standing behind Lu Cheng, looked at the void fist, and his eyes couldn't help but burst out with a ball of essence light, and he sneered.
In the previous bloody battle, Zhao killed dozens of iron-blooded guards with a single sword.
If it weren't for the shadow attack, Qin Hou would definitely die.
"I'm afraid Zhao Yijian is not so easy to deal with."
Lu Cheng shook his head, a hint of solemnity flashed across his face. Zhao Yijian's ability to live in the ancient tomb for thousands of years is enough to explain everything.
This kind of old ghost, if he didn't have absolute confidence in himself, how could he be arrogant enough to devour everyone's essence and blood to restore his cultivation.
"Adult ......"
Qin Hou wanted to say something more, but Zhao Yijian in the distance had already moved.
As if it was just an instant, the shadow slayer swept in front of Zhao Yijian with his violent power.
Facing the golden giant fist, Zhao Yijian raised his eyebrows, and violent death qi surged out of his body.
"Void Handprint!"
Zhao Yijian stepped out in one step, and slapped a palm into the air.
Thundered......
There was a thunderclap, and above the void, a huge palm print suddenly appeared. On the palm print, the five fingers are distinct, the lines are clear, and the rich dead qi is wrapped around it, like a five-fingered mountain, tearing apart the void, and the breath is extremely powerful.
"Good time!"
The shadow roared, and the iron-like muscles suddenly bulged, and the forest light shone, and the sun shone on him, like a demon lord coming to the world.
Fists, palm prints!
The two forces collided violently, rolling up a scorching flame, and in the center of the explosion, like a hurricane, it completely swept out in all directions.
Between the two, on the ground of dozens of feet, cracks continued to extend, and the tall pavilions were directly shattered in the strong wind and turned into powder.
Roar......
The shadow roared, and the crimson light on his body came out of his body, resisting the endless energy.
Zhao Yijian also pulled out the broken sword and held it horizontally in front of him.
Thundered......
The earth trembled violently, and suddenly, a loud noise came out, and then Lu Cheng saw that Zhao Yijian, who was in front of him, retreated several feet.
At the same time as he retreated, Shadow's footsteps also slammed back more than a dozen steps.
After some temptation, the two were evenly matched.
"Sure enough, he is worthy of being a strong man who has lived for a thousand years, if his strength is at the peak, in the face of this void handprint, I am afraid I can only flee in a panic."
Shadow smiled faintly, although he said so, but he didn't mean to regress.
On the contrary, in his body, a battle intent that was ten times more powerful than before surged wildly. At the same time, a fierce and extremely fierce aura swept away from his eyes.
"You're not bad either......"
Zhao Yijian smiled coldly, "Your flesh and blood can at least be worth a hundred of the waste in front of you, as long as I devour you, who else in this world can stop me." ”
"Really?"
Hearing this, Ying Xuan suddenly smiled and raised his head to look at Zhao Yijian.
"It's a pity that here, you don't have the slightest qualification to say this."
Shadow sneered, his body moved, and he burst out again. The whole body of the true yuan agitated, the golden light on the fists shone, and the heavy runes faintly appeared.
With a violent momentum, he shrouded directly towards Zhao Yijian.
"A sword breaks the dead!"
Looking at the figure of the shadow sha, Zhao Yijian's face suddenly turned cold, holding the broken sword in both hands, and slashed out with a sword.
Sneer......
The incomparably powerful sword qi shot out from the tip of the Broken Life Sword, tearing through the void and directly cutting a huge passage above everyone's heads.
The sword qi came to his body, and the shadow roared angrily, and the golden mangs on his fists were once again magnificent, shining like a flame light.
However, that force was directly cracked in the air, rolling up violent pillars of wind.
Boom Boom Boom ......
Above the void.
The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and the wind pillar is sweeping.
The two different forces continued to bombard each other, and the air of death was pervasive, and the blood was soaring to the sky.
Lu Cheng and Qin Hou, as well as Lu Xingzhi and the others who had already arrived from the Lu Clan, all looked at the two figures fighting with shocked faces.
This level of battle has exceeded everyone's expectations.
Within a few hundred feet, all the buildings and trees were reduced to ruins. In the entire martial arts cultivation field, the ground collapsed, and the stones and dust were swept up into the sky by the wind pillar, and then cut by the Dao Dao sword qi.
In the end, Lu Cheng could only see that on the martial arts field, Shadow Sha and Zhao Yijian were hard to shake with the strength of their physical bodies.
The sound of fists tearing to flesh.
The roar of the Nine Ghosts Devouring Wolf.
……
I don't know how long it took, but the battle in that heaven and earth finally stopped.
Lu Cheng swept out in one step, ran to the outside of the martial arts cultivation field, and looked at it intently.
Behind him, Lu Xingzhi's Qin Hou and the others were not slow.
When the energy in the sky dissipated, only a thin but spear-like figure stood upright, which was the shadow of the shadow.
And in the distance of him, on the ruins of the Wind Thunder Pavilion, Zhao Yijian's aura was weak, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
"Shadowlord defeated him."
Seeing this, Qin Hou's face couldn't help but be filled with excitement.
"When will I be able to fight such a strong man"!
Lu Cheng was silent, but his eyes showed a strong look of confidence.
"Zhao Yijian, you should have died a thousand years ago, let me send you away today, dust to dust."
The cold voice of the shadow resounded in the martial arts field.
Immediately, he swept in front of Zhao Yijian and stepped on Zhao Yijian's head with a fierce kick.
Thundered......
Like the explosion of copper and iron colliding, Zhao Yijian's body shattered at the feet of the shadow. No blood flowed out, only endless dead air drifted out.
Lu Cheng sighed, this trouble was finally solved.