Dislocate!

It is equivalent to Nangong Changtian's hand being temporarily abolished.

During this time, Fang Xiu had already re-cultivated the Wedding Dress Divine Skill to the level of the peak of the day after tomorrow, and although his true qi had not yet broken through the boundary between heaven and man in the second vein of Ren Du, it had also reached a critical point.

In terms of the True Qi realm alone, it is not much weaker than the half-step innate Nangong Changtian.

In terms of the total amount of true qi, it has already won.

One hand was abolished, and Nangong Changtian, who had only one hand left, suddenly fell into a bad predicament.

Die!

Fang Xiu's eyes were cold, and his right hand clenched his fist and moved, as if the infinite horror was all in his punch, which made Nangong Changtian's heart tremble.

Rumble!

A golden lotus rose out of thin air and wrapped the fist that Fang Xiu's true qi had turned into in it, annihilating the fatal blow.

"Amitabha!"

I don't know when, Huikong appeared by Nangong Changtian's side, slowly withdrew his palm, and pronounced the Buddha's horn with both hands.

Feng Liancheng and Feng Lianjue had extremely difficult faces.

By now, the two of them also knew that Huikong was completely playing tricks on them, and they didn't even react to how Huikong disappeared just now, and then how he made a move.

Nangong Changtian came back to his senses and said gratefully: "Thank you Master Huikong for your help!"

"Huikong, it's not Shaolin's turn to intervene in the affairs of Nanshan Mansion, if you don't know what to do, then it's no wonder to me!"

Fang Xiu's face was cold, and he looked at Hui Kong and said threateningly.

Huikong did this again and again, which can be said to have touched Fang Xiu's inner bottom line.

If it weren't for Huikong's strength being strong enough, the other party would have become a ghost under his sword a long time ago.

This time Huikong's actions made Fang Xiu completely angry, if the other party really didn't know what to do, then he wouldn't mind trying his best to keep the other party.

Huikong didn't lift his eyelids, put his hands together and said: "Last time, the benefactor broke the immeasurable golden bell jar of the poor monk with the power of the divine weapon, and this time the poor monk plans to learn again."

Let's see if the Fang Shi Master's divine weapons are sharp, or the poor monk's methods of subduing demons are clever!"

As he spoke, Hui Kong's eyes were blazing, and he didn't know when he had already looked at Fang Xiu.

Last time, his skills were inferior, Huikong didn't think it was his own problem, if it weren't for Fang Xiu's help with the help of the divine soldier Tai'a, how could he be his opponent.

So this time, Huikong intends to be ashamed.

Fang Xiu's shoulders shook slightly, and Tai'a, who was wrapped in black cloth behind him, had already fallen into his hands.

The black cloth broke silently, and the Tai'a sword was already revealed in front of people.

Huikong's eyelids twitched slightly, and he pronounced the Buddha's horn and said: "There are several divine soldiers in Kyushu, but the poor monk in the hands of Master Fang has never heard of it, and he dares to ask what the name of the divine soldier is?"

"Taiah!"

"Too?"

Huikong rummaged through his mind, and he couldn't remember when there was a divine soldier named Tai'a in Kyushu.

Huikong didn't move, but it didn't mean that Fang Xuan would wait for him slowly.

Swish!

Tai'a's sword body swept, and the sword qi broke out of his body, cutting through layers of air barriers, and slashed down towards Huikong's bright head.

Since Huikong wanted to choose to be his enemy, Fang Xiu had no intention of staying.

Shaolin is an unattainable behemoth for ordinary people, but for Fang Xiu, it is just Shaolin.

Zhengtianjiao is not weaker than Shaolin by half a point.

As the sword qi approached, Hui Kong's palm pinched a seal, and a swastika symbol grew larger from his palm, and suddenly bombarded with the sword qi.

The sword qi shattered, and the swastika symbol rose in the wind, and the swastika symbol that seemed to be like a substance glowed with golden light, and headed towards Fang Xiu to suppress it.

Recite!

With a soft groan, countless sword qi rose out of thin air, pouring out like a rain of arrows, and each sword qi was enough to easily take someone's life.

Boom! Boom!

Under the bombardment of many sword qi, the swastika symbol finally collapsed invisibly.

Groan!

The sound of the sword continued, the invisible sound wave bombarded out, the air of the blow was violently twisted, Huikong's face remained unchanged, and he pointed out with one hand, and the true qi turned into a gang to isolate the sound wave of the sword sound.

However, the sound wave had not yet subsided, and the endless sword qi emerged from the void, bombarding all positions around Huikong's body.

Swish!

A golden true qi spread out from Hui Kong's body, turning into a piece of true qi to protect his body, no matter how much the sword qi bombarded, it couldn't shake him in the slightest.

Congenital Gang Qi!

Seeing this, Fang Xiu's pupils shrank slightly, and he immediately understood what this means was.

Speaking of which, it was the first time he had encountered so many powerhouses in the Innate Extreme Realm that he had seen someone use the means of innate qi.

Innate Gang Qi is the means used by the Innate Extreme Realm to condense the true qi in the body to a certain extent.

For the powerhouses of the Innate Extreme Realm, as soon as the Innate Gang Qi comes out, they can basically be invincible.

Unless it is a strong person of the same realm, otherwise, there are very few martial artists below the innate level who can break the existence of the innate gangqi.

It can be said that a congenital extreme realm powerhouse with innate qi in his body is equivalent to a martial arts that is not weak, and even a victory.

With the innate qi in his body, even if the seven-string five-tone sword is weird and unpredictable, Fang Xiu can't help it in the short term.

The golden lotus blooms, and the real gas turns into gang!

The sword aura tears the sky, and the killing intent rushes into the sky!

The two of them are already fighting each other at the moment, and their every move has great power.

Boom! Boom!

Every time they fight, the earth shakes, and everything around them is difficult to preserve as long as it is within the scope of true qi.

"Retreat!"

The Feng family and the people of the Nangong family, who were originally close to the two, all retreated in unison, and no one dared to approach easily.

Just now, there was a guest of the Nangong family, and when he couldn't dodge, he was swept by a true qi, and only half of his body was left on the spot.

This incident made the rest of the people even more fearful.

The fight between the two also made Nangong Jin's heart tremble, and she almost made a little unstable.

He knew about the existence of Huikong, this Shaolin master, Nangong Jin had also heard of it, but he had not really fought each other, and he was not completely clear about the strength of the other party.

As for Fang Xiu, although he had heard the name, the rumors of the other party only made him scoff and didn't believe it much.

After he broke the boundary between heaven and man, he knew where the difference between innate and acquired was, and it was basically impossible for a strong person at the peak of the acquired peak to force back from the innate extreme realm.

And the fact that Huikong was broken by Fang Xiu and the immeasurable golden bell jar was not publicized everywhere, so Nangong Jin didn't know about it.

Since breaking the boundary between heaven and man and being promoted to innate, Nangong Jin has been full of spirits, thinking that it is difficult for anyone to be his opponent anymore, and plans to break out at a critical time, so as to make a splash.

But the truth is often unexpected.

In the first battle after the appearance, he ran into a wall here in Feng Zhengsheng, and after standing for a long time, he couldn't take Feng Zhengsheng, a half-step innate martial artist, which made Nangong Jin already feel a little lost face.

It's just that he pressed the other party to fight, so that Nangong Jin saved some face.

It was only now that Fang Xiu and Huikong made a move, so that Nangong Jin knew what it meant that there were people outside the sky.

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