Chapter Fifty-Eight: Leveraging Strength
"Just try how powerful the prison body of Panlong Town is." Qin Ziyun faced Murong Qing's violent attack, without the slightest mood swing, and he didn't even bother to do the operation of his vitality.
Panlong Town Prison Body, in his previous life, he also heard of it, I heard that there is a person who has cultivated the fifth layer of the Panlong Town Prison Body, and a single person has wiped out a first-class family, although he was later chased to death by other powerful monks, but it is enough to see the domineering of this king-level exercise.
Qin Ziyun raised his qi and punched, this punch seemed to be unremarkable, just using the strength of his body, there was a flash of light on his body, this was the crazy operation of the prison body of Panlong Town.
Compared to Murong Qing's Red Moon Soaring Sword Qi, this punch was really ordinary, making people feel as if Qin Ziyun had given up struggling.
The moment Qin Ziyun's fist touched the sword, the sword eroded his fist like a pervasive insect, and bursts of white smoke corroded on the surface of his skin.
If a normal Hundred Tribulation Realm monk or even a Great Thousand Realm monk dared to grasp the sword with his bare hands in this situation, then this arm would definitely be abolished.
"Hahaha, Qin Ziyun, you waste, dare to take my move with your bare hands? This move, I said cut you with an arm, and I will cut you! Murong Qing saw Qin Ziyun behaving like this, and realized that he was committing suicide.
No one had ever dared to accept such a move, even some Great Thousand Realm cultivators who had cultivated first-class exercises did not dare to hold on to it like this.
After all, in addition to the killing power, his red sword martial soul also has blood and qi corrosion, and this hidden attribute has made many people suffer a big loss.
"Oh? Is it? Qin Ziyun said lightly, and there was not even the slightest wave in his eyes.
With a clenched fist in his right hand, the huge sword was crushed by Qin Ziyun Shengsheng at this moment, turning into fragments of vitality in the sky and gradually dissipating into the air.
"I see that your martial soul is really tangible and incorporeal, and I can do it with my bare hands."
Qin Ziyun was right, he didn't use his martial soul and vitality at all, he just relied on the domineering of this Panlong Town Prison Body, and let him break through to the sky with the red moon, and he was also pinched by Qin Ziyun's throat and killed with one hand.
"Oh my God! This Qin Ziyun's strength is so strong?! Caught Murong Qing's fifty percent strength blow with his bare hands! ”
"No, no, no, everyone is wrong, didn't you all see the light that flashed on Qin Ziyun's body when he took the call? At first glance, it looks like a bare hand, but in fact, it uses the Admiralty martial spirit. ”
"So that's the case, Qin Ziyun's trick is really wonderful, if Murong Qing can't see through it, it will have a great impact on his psychology."
"I'll just say, how can a Hundred Tribulation Realm monk be able to take over Murong Qing's move, it turns out that there is such a mystery."
Listening to the whispers of the people in the audience, Murong Qing himself was also stunned, and seeing Qin Ziyun's strength so strong, he was also a little shocked in his heart.
But hearing everyone say this, and even some inner court disciples testified, Qin Ziyun must have used his martial soul, so he was relieved.
Qin Ziyun's hand was still a little bruised, after all, this Red Sword Martial Soul Lord Killing, and it was Murong Qing's angry blow, even if it was fifty percent of his strength, he couldn't be underestimated.
"The physical fitness is still a little worse, if you can completely resist the full force of the Great Thousand Realm cultivator's blow without hurting a single bit, it will be good." Qin Ziyun said to himself, but on the whole he was still very satisfied.
Under the foundation of the prison body of Panlong Town, as long as he stimulates the Golden Bell Martial Soul, then the full force of the Great Thousand Realms One Heaven Cultivator will be no threat in front of him.
Hearing Qin Ziyun say this, the anger in Murong Qing's eyes increased instead of decreasing, and he wanted to expose Qin Ziyun's hypocrisy: "Qin Ziyun, if you use your martial soul, you will use it openly, do you think that I won't see it when you use it secretly like this?" I think fifty percent of your strength just now is already your limit, right? ”
Murong Qing smiled cruelly, and was even more sure in his heart that Qin Ziyun had caught him off guard at the beginning, and his true strength was not worth mentioning in front of him, as long as he was willing, he could crush and kill him in minutes.
After Murong Qing learned about this situation, he was not in a hurry to kill Qin Ziyun, but instead played a game of cat and mouse, swinging his left knife one after another, as if playing Qin Ziyun.
Qin Ziyun didn't fight back too much, he had just practiced to the first layer of the Panlong Town Prison Body, and he was not very proficient, and he didn't even realize some of the subtleties.
Now that someone happened to be practicing with him, he was not in a hurry to slap Murong Qing's face.
Qin Ziyun punched out one punch after another, Murong Qing also continued to send out sword rays, and his strength had risen to sixty percent, Qin Ziyun continued to look for the ingenuity of Panlong Town's prison body.
In the eyes of outsiders, Qin Ziyun is now being pressed and beaten by Murong Qing, and he can only be tired of dealing with every move, and sometimes he is even split a few steps, which seems to be lacking in stamina.
"What's the matter, Qin Ziyun, weren't you arrogant just now? How dare you slap me? Why aren't you arrogant now, ah? Cheer me up! ”
Murong Qing looked up to the sky and laughed, the sword was even more dense, and an endless stream of explosions came around Qin Ziyun.
"Alas, I'm afraid this Qin Ziyun won't last long, but fortunately, I bought Murong Qingsheng."
"That's natural, the Great Thousand Realm cultivators are already overwhelmed by hundreds of tribulation realms, and Murong Qing's Red Sword Martial Soul is extremely powerful, just suppressing Qin Ziyun's Golden Bell Martial Soul, I can't see that half an hour will lead to victory."
"I thought Qin Ziyun would counterattack, it seems that the genius who broke through the Ten Thousand Xuan Array is also going to fall."
"Genius? Qin Ziyun is burdened with a supreme waste, even if he cultivates to the extreme, he will not pass the realm of heaven and man, and he will only wander in the realm of Vientiane all his life. ”
"Yes, speaking of geniuses, Murong Qing's brother Murong Hua is a real genius, he is already a disciple of the inner courtyard at a young age, and his cultivation has reached Vientiane, and his strength is really unfathomable."
Most people think that there is no suspense in this duel, only a few people can see some clues, Wang Xin is not worried at all, so far Qin Ziyun has not used a trace of vitality or even martial spirit.
And Murong Qing is already using the vitality of the martial soul, and he can see who wins and who loses.
"Yes, yes, this is the real body refining." Qin Ziyun stretched out his hand and pinched a sword light, a crimson light flashed on his body, and there was no scar on his hand at all.
"Before, it turned out that even the power of the Panlong Town Prison Body was less than one-third, but after a period of tempering, I was finally able to use it proficiently."
With the help of Murong Qing's offensive, Qin Ziyun slowly became familiar with the prison body of Panlong Town, and now he had no problem grabbing Murong Qing's sword with his bare hands, and he was unharmed.