Chapter 170, Emperor Ziwei
Not bad!
It's the Martial King!
The king of martial arts!
The king of monks!
There is actually a mercenary at the level of a martial king, even if anyone encounters it, they will feel deeply powerless.
In fact, when the cultivation reached the later stage of the martial arts, he began to condense his own "natal talisman seal" in the dantian, and when the ninth-order martial arts sect was consummated, all the true qi would be condensed with the "natal talisman seal" as the heart, and finally turned into a golden pill.
Therefore, Wuwang Xiuwei is also known as the Great Dao Jindan, in the ancient classics, it is the description of the Great Dao Jindan, the heaven and the earth exist because of me, the sun and the moon run because of me, the wind and clouds are shaken because of me, and the golden nature is immortal, and it lasts forever through the ages......
Once the cultivation reaches this level, not only will the lifespan be greatly increased, but the fist power will no longer be reasonable.
With the support of such figures, Wen Zhixuan has no taboos, and Yang Xiaomu has no strength to resist, of course he will not give up humiliating the latter.
"You're all bad people...... Whining...... It's all bad guys! And Xiao Xue, who was still in Yang Xiaomu's arms, clenched her pink fists at this moment, staring at everyone angrily and helplessly, and there was some kind of undulating aura on her body.
But Wen Zhixuan didn't care at all, Yang Xiaomu's ignorance undoubtedly deeply stimulated his nerves, at this moment, he only had one thought, he must humiliate the other party fiercely, and he slapped it with a slap when he scolded angrily, "Hmph!" Animal-like things, this little will make you understand what is not as good as a pig and a dog! ”
If it was in normal times, Yang Xiaomu would definitely be able to dodge it easily, but he was really powerless now, so he could only protect Xiaoxue in his arms and bear this palm.
Peng! Yang Xiaomu was pumped away again, coughing up blood, at this moment he had forgotten the pain, and even the movements of his body could not keep up with the reaction of consciousness, but his thoughts were extremely clear, thinking of ways to get out one by one.
Wen Zhixuan obviously brought more than two mercenaries, and the three female rakshasas had also been restrained at the moment, and even said that they were killed, and now they can only rely on themselves, but now their state is ......
Unless it is looking for an opportunity to capture Wen Zhixuan and make the enemy throw a rat trap.
However, there is only one opportunity, and once you miss it, it will definitely be doomed if you arouse the vigilance of the other party.
"Aren't you very loud? Aren't you very good at pretending? What's wilting at this time? Wen Zhixuan naturally didn't know Yang Xiaomu's thoughts, he only treated the latter as fish meat on the chopping board, manipulated the cosmic energy again, condensed into a cyan palm print and slapped it, and sneered vigorously in his mouth, "It's just a family that doesn't enter the stream, and it also has the face to go out and pretend to be forced, who gave you such great courage." Do you know. In front of me, you're not even a dog, just an ant, a bed bug. ”
"You are all bad people, hurt the big brother, you are all bad people, big brother don't care about Xiaoxue, you can go quickly......" Xiaoxue was still sobbing in her arms, her immature voice was full of anger, watching Yang Xiaomu be knocked away again and again, and a large mouthful of blood coughed up from his mouth, but he still held himself tightly in his arms, not allowing himself to be hurt at all.
Xiaoxue is moved and distressed at the same time, but also endless anger!
Killing Intent!
For the first time, she was so hungry for power!
For the first time, she wanted to kill so much!
No one noticed that her eyes began to turn purple, her body began to burn, and in the dark, there seemed to be a clicking sound coming from her body, as if some kind of power was awakening!
It's just that her changes are not only others, even Yang Xiaomu didn't notice it, she just stared at Wen Zhixuan coldly, while thinking about how to get out.
Even if he was injured again and again, he didn't frown his brows, just looked at him coldly, without any emotion, only the same indifference, like frozen stagnant water. Such a gaze undoubtedly made Wen Zhixuan feel very uncomfortable, and even felt inexplicably afraid.
How can a madman who doesn't even care about his own life be scared!
"Die!" But after a short period of consternation, anger instantly filled his chest, and he was actually frightened by a powerless bedbug, which was simply embarrassing, and he finally began to prepare to end the banter.
The cyan clouds shrouded the air, and the endless cosmic energy gathered together, and it was so dense that it condensed into something tangible.
In the clouds, the sound of dragons and tigers roaring came!
The wind is from the tiger, the cloud is from the dragon, the saint is made and all things are seen!
"Dragon and Tiger Fengyun, Saint King Gaishi, you bed bug, you can die under my tricks, you are enough to be proud!" Wen Zhixuan said in a cold voice, and as his words fell, a huge dragon claw and tiger head actually poked out of the green clouds, and the terrifying aura spread, this kind of powerful combat skill was comparable to the powerhouse of the Martial Sect.
Of course, this level of combat skill must take a certain amount of time to build momentum, in Wen Zhixuan's opinion, Yang Xiaomu has already lost his resistance, and he will no longer pose any threat to himself at all, so he dares to be so confident and bold.
This is the opportunity that Yang Xiaomu is waiting for!
Qi and blood will burn in an instant, turning into the last food, and I want to rush out!
However, the next moment, Yang Xiaomu unexpectedly found that his body was no longer under his control, which was something he had never encountered, and his heart couldn't help but sink to the bottom.
"Is the heavens going to kill me?" Yang Xiaomu closed his eyes, he was very unwilling in his heart, he didn't bother to think about why this happened, because he knew quite well that there was only one opportunity, and if he missed it, he would miss it forever!
But the next moment, Yang Xiaomu suddenly opened his eyes!
Xiaoxue actually fought for her arms uncontrollably, as if she had changed people, quietly suspended in mid-air, her cold purple eyes exuded complex emotions of pity for all beings and contempt for the world!
The cyan clouds dissipated instantly, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be shrouded in purple rays!
"Ahh No! How so! Wen Zhixuan found that his body was uncontrollable, and his handsome face was violently distorted.
Not only him, but even the mercenaries of Martial King Xiuwei also felt the horror from the soul at this moment, as if an ant had seen a dragon, and this feeling was even stronger than others.
At this time, a purple-clothed figure appeared behind Xiaoxue, unable to see his expression clearly, and he couldn't distinguish between men and women.
But the whole person is incomparably majestic, and naturally exudes an invincible and domineering posture that swallows rivers and mountains, as if he is the lord of the stars, the master of Vientiane!
Zhongtian Ziwei Arctic Emperor the Great!
At the critical moment, Xiaoxue actually awakened the origin of the Ziwei Emperor in her body, which was an unimaginable existence.
Then, Xiao Xue waved her hand and slashed away, and a purple ripple rippled out, and wherever they passed, Wen Zhixuan and the others turned into powder silently, even the mercenaries of Martial King Xiuwei were no exception, and they didn't have time to let out a scream.