Chapter Eighty-Seven: Ritual Weapons
Chapter 80: But that's it
"Boy, you're too rampant!"
Wu Beiyang burst into a shout, his fists slammed into a point, and a powerful force arose from under his feet.
Moreover, his body seems to be dyed with a special pale gold, and even his facial features have become a lot yellower.
Countless viewers saw all this in their eyes, and some warriors said with a face and speculation:
"Is he already ......?"
I was so shocked that I didn't dare to continue speculating.
I saw Wu Beiyang take a step forward, and with the sole of his foot as the center, a huge whirlwind was swung around, instantly sweeping away all the dust on the entire stage.
"Huh?
It's kind of interesting! ”
As soon as Su Ye saw it, he could immediately tell that the energy exuded by Wu Beiyang was stronger than anyone before.
"Hmph-"
Wu Beiyang didn't say much, and slammed on the bluestone slab of the Saitai, only to hear a click, and the bluestone slab actually cracked.
He then leaped into the air with great power and kicked directly at Su Ye's head.
The kick was so fast that the sound of a blast could be heard.
This kind of speed is definitely the use of the three unique martial arts snow treading without a trace.
Whew!
Su Ye turned his head to the side and dodged it, but there was a hot wind in his ears, as if even the strength of Hua Xiao could hurt people.
But at such a speed, it seems that it can't make people think at all, Wu Beiyang kicked in the air, and his body turned and kicked twice, this time one kick to Su Ye's forehead and eyebrows, and one kick to Su Ye's throat.
It's all a ruthless means of attack!
In Su Ye's eyes, the light flashed, and his body slid straight backwards, instantly opening up a distance of ten meters.
"Where to hide?"
Wu Beiyang saw that the three kicks were in the air, one volley turned over, his feet fell to the ground, and he stepped on a bluestone slab with a crackle, and then the bouncing power rushed towards Su Ye like a cannonball.
This time, it was faster than before, and the moves were twice as powerful.
Qiao Zheyue on the viewing seat was almost dazzled, and when she saw this, she couldn't help but exclaim:
"Be careful!"
Indeed, such a terrible attack, no matter who goes up, will definitely be beaten to pieces with a punch.
No one's body is harder than that bluestone slab.
Su Ye stabilized his body, his feet were divided, and a stream of true qi burst out, and he punched Wu Beiyang fiercely at the rushing Wubeiyang.
Boom!
There was a loud bang, and a layer of pale golden qi was stirred up in the center of the collision between the two sides!
The qi wall was two meters in diameter and circular, as if it was protecting Wu Beiyang after this punch.
"True martial arts!"
Wu Beiyang's body turned around again in mid-air, and he kicked out three kicks in a row, kicking Su Ye back a few meters away again, and Wu Beiyang landed in an exaggerated mid-air.
Crackling, another bluestone slab was smashed by him!
This series of engagements is too fast.
When the two separated, everyone didn't seem to react.
It's just that what they were most impressed by was, of course, the pale golden qi wall that suddenly erupted from Wu Beiyang.
"The qi wall stage of the Xiaocheng realm!"
"That's right, it was definitely a wall of gas just now! Wu Beiyang has condensed the qi wall! The next step is invulnerability! ”
People were shocked for a while, before the realm of the martial artist, after crossing the previous realm of internal strength, the realm of imperial qi, they would reach the realm of Xiaocheng, and in the realm of the small city, forging tendons, refining bones, qi walls, and invulnerability, these four stages are completely different.
Unexpectedly, Wu Beiyang can condense the qi wall, which is enough to resist any attack!
The faces of everyone in the Qiao family changed drastically, and a burst of despair welled up in their hearts, they thought that Wu Beiyang was at most refining bones, but they didn't expect that they could already condense the qi wall.
Moreover, Wu Beiyang also has the terrifying True Martial Three Uniques, looking at the entire Jiangdu City, there must be no one who is his opponent.
The Qiao family was desperate, while the martial arts family was boiling for a while.
"Zhenwu Beiyang, invincible! Invincible! ”
"Hahaha, you bastards still want to fight against our former family master, so you all die obediently!"
The sound of excited cheers, wave after wave, seemed to have won the final game.
Wu Beiyang also seemed to be very satisfied with this effect, he dusted off his body, glanced at Su Ye, and said:
"I'm just using fifty percent of my strength!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the martial arts family cheered even more.
Wu Beiyang's attack was so fierce just now, even the bluestone slab was crushed, and he only used fifty percent of his strength, so if he shot with all his strength, how terrifying would it be?
Su Ye also patted the dust on his hands and said indifferently:
"Unfortunately, I only used 10% of my strength! It seems that your True Martial Arts are nothing more than that! ”
"Boy, I see how arrogant you are!"
Wu Beiyang jumped up again, like a fierce tiger jumping angrily, the person was still in mid-air, and the light on his fist was great.
I don't know what kind of stunt that light is, it actually spun up like a whirlpool on his fist, and the white mist stretched three or four meters behind him, as if all the violent power around him was condensed.
As soon as this punch started, there was a roaring sound, and the audience subconsciously wanted to cover their ears and was shocked.
Qing Zheng opened his beautiful eyes and spat out: "True martial arts fist intent, Ling Tian strikes!" ”
This is rumored to be the strongest skill of the martial arts family, which has always been only passed on to the head of the family, even if it is the most core bloodline son, if he does not become the head of the family, he will never teach this trick.
It is rumored that the previous generation of the head of the martial arts family has used this stunt eight times in his life and killed his opponent eight times.
Today, Wu Beiyang even made it!
Bang!
A punch fell, and there was a loud bang again.
Su Ye stood still, and took the punch hard, and a circle of more than ten meters of qi power burst open.
But Su Ye did not lose at all.
The two sides collided with each other, and the position had changed Su Ye stood on the ground, Wu Beiyang was in mid-air, the two sides looked at each other, and the distance was only one meter away.
"What?
Blocked? ”
A frightened look flashed in Wu Beiyang's pupils, this is what he has used ten percent of his strength!
"Is that all?"
Su Ye showed a hint of disappointment on his face, could the ancient martial arts on the earth be at such a level?
"It's my turn!"
Su Yemeng stepped on the bluestone slabs, and the seven or eight bluestone slabs around him all shattered into the shape of a spider web.
He clenched his fist, and several ricocheting thunderbolts formed on top of his fist.
With a punch, Wu Beiyang was knocked out.
Wu Beiyang was lifted away, stumbled to the ground, only to feel a cracking pain in his chest, and raised his head violently in horror.
Suddenly, I saw that Su Ye had jumped over.
"You try my strength too!"
Su Ye was in mid-air, slamming on Wu Beiyang, his true qi was running all over his body, and his hands were clasped.
An esoteric trick should come out—
"Don't move Zhoushan!"
With a bang, Su Ye's body seemed to weigh thousands of catties.
Wu Beiyang under his feet originally wanted to take it hard, but suddenly found that Su Ye's foot was as heavy as ten thousand jun.
With a crackle, Wu Beiyang's knees bent and knelt directly on the bluestone slab, and the bluestone slab was smashed by his knees again!
This scene was just like the posture of Wu Beiyang's attack just now, but the positions of the two sides had changed.
It's like a freeze frame.
Wu Beiyang tilted his head sideways and let out an unwilling roar, but he couldn't move for half a minute at all.
He continued to roar in shame, unable to figure out why Su Ye had such divine power?
Could it be that those pure yang fruits that Su Ye ate were the elixir refined by Taishang Laojun?
His unwillingness and shock were far inferior to those watching.
In the minds of these martial artists, Wu Beiyang was already compared to a god just now.
But why, in the blink of an eye, Wu Beiyang was trampled to his knees on the field?
"How is this possible! Martial arts master, he, how could he be suppressed? ”
"What the hell is this kid coming from?
What kind of magic did he use?
Yuan Tianshi, help the martial master! Break that kid's magic spell! ”
"That's right, he must have used demon magic! Otherwise, no one will be the opponent of our head of the family, this kid can't be kept, he must be uprooted! Yuan Tianshi, hurry up—"