Chapter 153: It Hurt Me

The brilliant light, with the incomparable fluctuation of the Yuan Force, burst out from behind Jin Haocang, and under such a strong light, it seemed as if even the night was dispelled.

The light surged in the main hall, faintly, it seemed that Jin Haocang turned into a bright giant elephant in his body, and the Shenxiao Sword was suspended in front of him, a kind of power ripple that could support heaven and earth, slowly spreading and opening, causing ripples to erupt in the space. It seems that the entire hall is trembling at Jin Haocang's feet,

And Jin Haocang's face was full of fierce coldness, and under the backdrop of that kind of light, his whole body was also filled with strong coercion, which made people dare not look directly.

"This is the Holy Martial Arts?!"

Even the three people who were fighting fiercely on the side slowed down, and their eyes looked at Jin Haocang's vision in amazement, that kind of powerful Weiya and fluctuations, it was indeed the legendary holy martial arts.

"It is worthy of the Zhongzhou family!" "The Qishan Sect Master was full of envy, and he felt very wise about his decision to grovel and saddle up and be busy for the Venerable Master.

Although magic weapons are very rare, every master of refining can refine a lot of them in their long life, and there are even high-level refining masters who can refine holy magic weapons in batches and arm the army. It is normal for this situation to spread a few handfuls, and every major sect and family in the Eastern Continent has a few handfuls to a greater or lesser extent.

But the Holy Martial Arts is different, it can't be created unless it's a great sage!

Moreover, the Great Sage generally does not create a lot of Saint Martial Arts, so the Saint Martial Arts are extremely precious, and only the true core will be taught.

At least not even the Cloud Sect, the Xuanyun Sect has always ridiculed them for their shallow background, and that's exactly the case, they don't even have the Holy Rank Martial Arts! And in the Xuanyun Sect, even if they are like the Great Elder Ming Xuan, they don't have the opportunity to learn the Holy Rank Martial Arts, I'm afraid only the sect master and a few old monsters are qualified!

"This junior who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, he actually let Jin Gongzi show this "divine elephant pressing the sky", and then I'm afraid I don't need to look at it, this guy will be smashed into meat paste immediately. "The Qishan Sect Master naturally admired what he didn't have, and he was full of confidence in its terrifying power.

"Brother Qin is fine!" Chu Yu also felt such a strong fluctuation, and couldn't help but be a little worried.

"The strength of the Lord is beyond our means!" but Meng Li was very relieved, and he did not hurry to take over the Qishan Sect Master's move with the secret method of the Shura Sect, whether it was the secret technique of binding souls or his own heart, Meng Li was very confident in Qin Ping at the moment.

"Haha, too, Brother Qin must be tough, it's my fault!" Chu Yu glanced at Meng Li, but he didn't expect that this red-bellied child with an unruly appearance was not only so strong, but also obedient to Brother Qin.

In mid-air, facing Jin Hao's Cangshi's holy martial arts 'Divine Elephant Pressing the Sky', his eyes were also a little more dignified. From that fluctuation, he could perceive that the Holy Martial Arts displayed by Jin Haocang was by no means the garbage of ordinary Great Sages, but the supreme Holy Martial Arts that could only be created by the Great Sage's consummation, just like the Holy Martial Zixiao Sword.

"However, that's how it's enjoyable! There are still too many dragon ancestor origins in the cells of my dragon body, and they need external stimulation to stimulate them!"

Maybe others need to avoid the edge for a while when they encounter such a top-notch holy martial arts, but Qin Ping is not afraid.

"Boy, you are the first monk of the same rank who can let me use this trick, today, you will definitely feel the deepest pain in this world before you die, I will not give you any chance to beg for mercy, it is too late to regret it now!"

Jin Haocang stepped on the bright light, his eyes were no longer the jokes he had before, but with a chill, feeling the majestic fluctuations behind him, and his heart was also full of confidence. This move is the Jin family's one-day pride in martial arts, even if it is him, it took several months to fully master, and he has never been forced to use it, and now that the god is born, it will inevitably suppress the heavens!

As soon as the cheers fell, Jin Haocang did not intend to give Qin Ping time to breathe, and he was in harmony with the divine image behind him, with infinite power, holding the top Saint Martial Zixiao Sword, a terrifying coercion, shaking the corpse hall.

The void was torn, and the cold light of the Zixiao Sword was magnificent, and Jin Haocang's strength could not exert his ability before, but at this moment, the divine elephant was urged by a huge force, and it was as fast and fierce as lightning.

Shout!

The fierce sound of breaking the air sounded piercingly, Qin Ping looked at the giant elephant that was rapidly expanding in his pupils, he was not in a hurry, and his feet were in a hurry, and he was in a hurry, since he planned to temper his body, he naturally couldn't give up halfway, and adjusted the angle with a wonderful step, the green tendons on his right arm were tattooed, and the powerful Long Yuan fluctuated, and roared out with a punch.

Bang!

This time of collision, the air in the entire hall seemed to be detonated, and a hurricane swept away, and even directly shook the altar below into cracks, which were also like spider webs, spreading.

The smoke above the altar was so thick that it blocked the view, and it was impossible to see the details.

"Hahaha, your family master has already died under the Holy Martial Arts of Jin Gongzi, and he will be arrested quickly!" Qishan Sect Master also seized this gap of distraction and tried to attack Meng Li and Chu Yu, it was really too tricky for these two children who had entered the Holy Martial Stage, and he tried his best to fight with the Holy Martial Ghost Ghost Scythe, but he still couldn't take it, and he suddenly felt disgraced.

"Hmph, the Lord must be fine!" Meng Li was not moved, he had the secret sense of the soul binding, and he could feel that the Lord was still alive, if the Lord was seriously injured and died, he should also be scattered at this moment.

"That's nature!" Chu Yu was also infected by Meng Li, and was very convinced that Qin Ping was safe and sound.

After a few breaths, the smoke cleared.

All three of them stopped and looked at each other with concern.

Seeing that Jin Haocang's bright god image with his body was still standing in place unscathed, the Qishan Sect Master frowned with joy, could it be that person really died as he said?

"How is that possible?!"

But when he looked away, the joy on his face froze.

I saw that although Qin Ping's clothes were a little torn, under the terrifying attack of the Holy Martial Arts-Divine Elephant Suppressing the Sky and the top-notch Saint Martial Zixiao Sword, he was actually standing there unharmed, and he couldn't see any injuries at all.

"Is that all there is to it?"

Qin Ping's body was stained with dust and was a little dirty, but he didn't care, he just frowned and looked at his right fist, muttering to himself, and he didn't know who he was talking about.

I saw that Qin Ping's right fist was exposed, and everything was undamaged.

No, there were still a few small spots of blood, but after only a moment, they had already scabbed.

Qin Ping was a little dissatisfied, he adjusted the angle with the Thrilling Dragon Step, and let his right fist resist Jin Haocang's full force blow at the worst angle.

"Just by a blow like this, which is about to touch the peak of the Middle Saint, can you hurt me with the tip of the sword?"