Chapter 721: Fist to the Flesh
The white silk was put away, and the old national teacher waved his hand lightly, only to see a bunch of runes lit up in the tall altar in the middle, and after the runes flew out in an instant, they quickly turned around twice above Li Xiao's head.
A golden tripod pressed down towards Li Xiao.
"!"
The huge pressure made Li Xiao almost unable to move, and Li Xiao immediately raised his hand to support the top of the big ding.
As Dading continued to sink, Li Xiao's feet shattered the floor of the special material, and then his legs sank down.
"Meow!"
Li Xiao gritted her teeth, feeling that her hands were about to be crushed and burst.
At this time, Li Xiao's hands were indeed drenched in blood, and even his nostrils began to bleed.
The five internal organs and meridian qi points were all crushed by this big ding, and the pain was unbearable.
At this time, Li Xiao unexpectedly freed up a hand and touched it on the qi cultivation gourd.
Because Li Xiao freed up a hand, the big ding pressed Li Xiao to kneel on one knee.
"It's interesting to bully people in two realms?" Li Xiao gritted her teeth and asked.
"Didn't you threaten to fight? Now that the skills are not as good as others, who is to blame? The old national teacher said disdainfully.
At this time, a glass cup appeared in Li Xiao's hand, and the glass cup instantly passed through the big ding and flew above Li Xiao's head.
The glass cup was enlarged instantly, and a light curtain rushed up in the middle of the rush, and a round hole appeared above the old monk's head at the same time, like a light curtain like a water column, pressing down towards the old national teacher.
The old national teacher didn't see the depth of the glass cup, he had never even seen this magic weapon, and he couldn't see the depth.
However, the old national teacher was not careless, he directly took out a small gossip array on his body, and after the gossip array was enlarged above his head, it instantly rotated to form a formation.
The water column just fell on top of the gossip array, and the old national teacher's face instantly became extremely solemn.
It's still an eight-grade magic weapon!
This martial artist of the Seven Realms, how many eight-grade magic weapons can be taken out of his body! If he was a monk of the Seventh Realm, and could use these magic weapons proficiently, I am afraid that he would not be able to get too much advantage from him.
The pillar of light in this glass cup is too weird, so powerful that the old national teacher can't imagine it, and the old national teacher wants to put away the gossip array that is also an eight-grade magic weapon, and then avoid the edge of the glass cup.
But at this time, the gossip array has been suppressed by the light curtain, and it can't be closed at all!
Soon, cracks appeared on the Bagua Array, and finally the sound of breaking sounded, and after the Bagua Array was swallowed up by the light curtain, the light curtain instantly fell on the old monk's body.
The old monk hurriedly transported all the aura and used the dust again, but the dust could not cope with the light curtain of the glass cup at all.
The old monk's realm was not only pressed to the seventh realm by this light curtain, but he himself was even more suppressed and couldn't move at all. The speed at which the old monk's aura was running slowed down by half.
The old monk was shocked, a mere eight-grade magic weapon could directly lower the realm of an eight-realm monk?
At this time, Li Xiao felt that the big tripod on his head was much lighter, and it had also become countless times weaker.
"Horse-stepping!"
Li Xiao saw the clue, the glass cup seemed to suppress the old monk, and it may even be suppressed to the realm!
"Brother Li, good opportunity." Yin Zheng's voice sounded in Li Xiao's heart.
Li Xiao looked at Yin Zheng, and Yin Zheng was beaten a little badly by Wei Xun at this time. It was already covered in blood, and the floor on that side had already been turned upside down, and none of it was good.
That Yin Zheng's strength was indeed beyond Wei Xun's expectations. At the beginning, Wei Xun had room to fight Yin Zheng, but after fighting, Wei Xun discovered that the name of this genius martial artist really did not come for nothing.
Although his realm was suppressed to the sixth realm by the formation, he could still burst out from time to time with the power that was about to break through the realm, which made Wei Xun have to go all out.
The martial artists of the original higher realm beat the martial artists of the lower realm, which itself has an overwhelming advantage. And Wei Xun didn't know how many punches he had punched Yin Zheng, and Yin Zheng's injuries were getting worse and worse.
But this martial artist, on the contrary, became more and more courageous, and the breath machine was maintained quite perfectly, and it was not like that Li Xiao, and it didn't take long for there to be not much qi left in his body.
It turns out that if a martial artist from a higher realm fights a lower realm, there will be exceptions. And this Yin Zheng is an exception.
Wei Xun felt that if this person was in the same realm as himself, Wei Xun would not be this person's opponent nine times out of ten.
The more he fought, the more he felt that this young martial artist was determined and had no distractions at all. In this state of mind, Wei Xun, a martial artist of the Eight Realms, expressed his sincere admiration.
It is rumored in Xiluzhou that this Seven Realms martial artist has a great future, and there is really no water at all. Wei Xun felt that with Yin Zheng's single-minded and determined martial arts, there might not be any big problem in entering the Nine Realms in this life.
The premise is that it will not die young.
"You're no match for me, stop it." Wei Xun, who was holding a halberd, said in a deep voice towards Yin Zheng.
Yin Zheng, who was knocked to the ground, stood up slowly and again, and once again put on a boxing frame that only attacked and could not be defended.
If I stop there, then how can I reason with you with an indomitable fist?
In the process of fighting with Wei Xun, Yin Zheng really touched the bottleneck of the eighth realm, so there was a faint momentum to break through the sixth realm.
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"Old Wangba, can't move?" Li Xiao couldn't help but start to feel proud.
Previously, it could be said that he had been pressed by the old monks of the Eight Realms and almost couldn't move, and Li Xiao couldn't help but sigh that the monks were really difficult.
If Li Xiao was a monk who could familiarize himself with the use of this glass cup, now this old monk could directly declare defeat without burping.
The big tripod on Li Xiao's head became fluttering, and Li Xiao immediately opened the big tripod on his head, raised his fist and quickly swept towards the old monk.
The old monk who was pressed to the seventh realm was not just suppressed in the realm, he didn't know what this glass cup was and how to break the suppression of the glass glass.
So the old monk couldn't move at all now, and could only watch Li Xiao rush over.
The old monk was able to use his magic weapons, but if he was distracted to deal with Li Xiao, then the aura would be suppressed even more, and this kind of suppression, as long as it was an inch, would definitely not be able to lift the slightest.
Li Xiao first punched the old monk in the chest, and the old monk's blood instantly surged, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
Then, Li Xiao was not polite at all, picked up a pair of fists, used all the qi machines, and hit the old monk's chest.
Punch after punch, punch to the flesh, there is no hand left at all, this is like a momentum that will not stop if you are not beaten to death.
"You old king, didn't you say that Lao Tzu was disrespectful?"
"Huh? Do you look at the arrogant one again? ”
"Is Lao Tzu qualified to fight with you now? Two realms are great, aren't they? ”
"Old Wang Ba!"
"Wang Ba!"
"Eight!"
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