Chapter 212: Eight Desolate Fists
Three-grade mysteries?
The monks in the audience were also stunned, showing expressions of disbelief.
A cultivator of the Divine Sea Realm with a double level actually has a third-grade mysterious weapon?
What kind of sect is this?
In the Purple Dome Sect, if you want to obtain a third-grade mystical weapon, you need a great degree of sect contribution, and your cultivation is at least above the fourfold level of the Divine Sea Realm, like he has a third-grade mysterious weapon in the second level of the Divine Sea Realm?
It's simply impossible!
"Why, are you so surprised when you see the Three-Rank Mysterious Weapon?" Zou Mingtai sneered, "Isn't it true that your Purple Dome Sect doesn't give your disciples a first-class magic weapon?"
Zuo Huaiyu and Qian Fachang's faces changed, and they didn't make a sound.
Zou Mingtai continued: "If not, then this kid called Tongtian will be more auspicious!"
"I thought that a little punishment would be enough, but I didn't expect this guy to take the initiative to go to the stage of life and death?
Zou Mingtai's voice fell into the ears of Zuo Huaiyu and Qian Fachang, which was extremely harsh, and at the same time, the two of them were worried, although they knew that Tongtian was strong, and the strength he showed was enough to defeat Zheng Xu.
However, when Zheng Xu took out the three-grade mysterious weapon, all this became confusing again.
The three-grade mystic weapon is really embarrassing for a monk's strength to improve.
"What's the matter, are you scared!" Zheng Xu felt the shocked gazes around him, and his self-confidence suddenly exploded.
The power from the mountain-shaking fist gloves seems to be able to kill Tongtian with one punch!
"Afraid?" Tongtian glanced at the fist gloves in Zheng Xu's hand, and then said lightly, "Is it just what you have in your hand?"
Tongtian could feel the threat brought by the Shaking Mountain Fist, but after Tongtian absorbed the essence of the stars, the body of the stars was not far from Xiaocheng, and if he used it with all his might, how terrifying the physical strength was, Tongtian did not know at this moment.
But this time, he just borrowed the other party's three-grade mysterious weapon to test his specific strength.
"Look for death!" Zheng Xu's face once again showed a trace of anger.
After seeing that he had the mountain-shaking boxing gloves, Tongtian was still mocking himself!
It's really looking for death!
Disheveled!
Zheng Xu's fist punched out without warning, pointing directly at Tongtian's head.
The powerful power suddenly burst out at this moment, and the overwhelming power converged into one point and attacked Tongtian.
Tongtian, who was running the Ancient Heavenly Formula, bloomed with golden rays on his body, and the whole person was draped in layers of golden light, pinched his fists, and swung out.
When Zheng Xu came to Tongtian, Tongtian's fist was also the last to come first, and he greeted him.
Bang!
A deafening explosion emanated from the platform of life and death, and swept away with bursts of impact.
The onlookers also retreated one after another, so as not to be affected.
"Well, that's good!" Zou Mingtai showed a faint smile on his face, "The power of the Shaking Mountain Fist Glove was displayed by Zheng Xu for seven or eight points, and it is okay!"
"Shameless!" Zuo Huaiyu shouted coldly.
The blow just now was so powerful that I don't know what kind of injury it was in. However, under the impact of the three-grade mysterious weapon, Tongtian is probably more than lucky!
"Shameless?" Zou Mingtai shook his head, seeing Zuo Huaiyu's discouraged appearance, he felt greatly happy, "If you want to blame it, blame you Ziqiong Po for being reluctant to give Tongtian Xuanqi, you deserve to be killed......"
Before Zou Mingtai finished speaking, his voice stopped abruptly, as if he was being choked by the throat.
"This, what's going on!" Zou Mingtai's eyes widened, with a ghostly expression.
After Zuo Huaiyu and Qian Fachang heard Zou Mingtai's voice, they instantly looked over, and when they saw it, their faces were full of shock.
On the platform of life and death, after the smoke of gunpowder dissipated, Tongtian was still standing with his hands down, while Zheng Xu was half-kneeling on the ground, looking depressed.
"Oh my God! what's going on?"
"Tongtian, Tongtian is all right? That Tianyun Sect monk seems to be injured?"
"How is this possible? After all, it is a three-grade mysterious weapon, and Tongtian actually resisted it with his physical body?"
The surrounding monks showed expressions of disbelief, originally they thought that under the weight of the three-grade mysterious weapon, Tongtian would be seriously injured even if he did not die.
But now it seems that Tongtian is like a nobody!
"It can't be!"
Zheng Xu roared on the ground, stood up again, and rushed towards Tongtian.
The Divine Sea Phantom behind Zheng Xu appeared around, and countless Yuan Force was instilled from the Divine Sea onto his Mountain-Shaking Fist.
The two fist gloves are as thick as a mountain, and they are hit again!
"It's useless!" Tongtian Fu smiled, he had already discovered that his physical strength had surpassed the fourth-grade mystery, and if it was under the blessing of the yuan force, it would even be comparable to the third-grade mystery.
The confrontation just now, Tongtian felt a surge of qi and blood, but it didn't have much impact.
When he saw Zheng Xu bombarding again, Tongtian's body flashed with golden light again.
"Eight Desolation Fist!"
Tongtian whispered, and a heavy punch was struck, like a torrent of turbulence, galloping endlessly.
The Eight Desolation Fist is a set of boxing methods created by Tongtian according to the classics in the sect, which is powerful and can deter the eight desolations of the world.
The body of the stars was uncertain, flashing with dazzling golden rays, and the Eight Desolation Fists were like an unyielding dragon, blasting away.
Zheng Xu didn't expect that Tongtian still didn't use the mysterious weapon, but just relied on his own yuan power to meet the enemy, and felt that he was humiliated, and he was immediately furious.
Go to hell!
The mountain-shaking fist roared up and killed the Eight Desolation Fists.
As a result, the next moment, Zheng Xu felt that his fist seemed to be hitting the ocean, without setting off the slightest wave.
"This, what the hell is this place?" Zheng Xu looked at the torrents around him, which contained huge power.
And the sky in front of him has long disappeared, and as far as the eye can see, the endless torrent is surging and surging.
Disheveled!
A torrent fell from the sky and slammed into him.
Zheng Xu's body trembled, the whole person staggered a few steps, and almost fell to the ground.
"Damn!" Zheng Xu scolded bitterly, suddenly feeling that he was locked by several torrents again, and suddenly fled frantically in fright.
If he is hit by a few torrents, I am afraid that he will not be able to bear the three-grade mysterious weapon.
"This disciple of the Purple Dome Sect, why does he have such a subtle technique?" Zheng Xu had just escaped the impact of the torrent, and his heart was terrified.
Such a subtle and powerful technique was beyond his imagination, and he had never been so passive since he had been promoted to the Divine Sea Realm.
"Wow, Zheng Xu is trapped?"
"Yes! Zheng Xu, who holds a three-grade mysterious weapon, was trapped by Tongtian, and he was very happy!"
"Terrifying, Tongtian's strength is too terrifying, invincible at the same level!"
The disciples in the audience whispered after seeing Zheng Xu trapped by Tongtian's Eight Desolation Fists.
Even Zou Mingtai, who was on the side, did not have the same ease as before, but became more and more gloomy.