Chapter 2228: True Martial Emperor Fist Strongest Form
Yingzhou's tone was playful, seemingly praising the Shennong clan for entering the half-saint, but in fact, he was ridiculing the other party for being just a lonely ghost and daring to run to the ancient heavenly court ruled by the saint to die.
"You!rebellious, the old man can't wait to tear you to pieces with his own hands, as the ancestor of the ancient human race second only to the human emperor, you have simply tarnished the glory of the clan like this!"
Shennong's emotions were extremely excited, for many Terran sages in ancient times, rebellion had never happened in the darkest of times, but the scene in front of him made him furious.
"The glory of the clan? hahahaha, it's really laughing at the ancestors! This is no longer the beginning of the ancient era, the saint is the master of all worlds, and he tries to overthrow the rule of the saint, it is a fool's dream!
The old things of the Fuxi clan and the Suiren clan don't know the current affairs, how miserable is the end now, do you need the ancestors to say more!"
Yingzhou's expression was hysterical, under the continuous crushing of the saint, the majesty of the human sages had already been trampled on, and he was absolutely unwilling to bear the sorrow of the saint who had no power to resist.
"Presumptuous! Willing to be an eagle dog, mad. Where are the Fuxi clan and the Suiren clan now, and what have you done to the ancestors of your clans!"
Shennong's step forward was about to chase after Yingzhou above the Grand Canyon.
At this moment, Di Yunxiao took a step forward, and suppressed the almost out of control Shennong clan with his right hand: "Don't be impatient, don't act rashly! I have already said that my body is rusty, I need to move!"
Shennong was suppressed by Emperor Yunxiao's breath, his sanity regained his clarity, and he hurriedly bowed to him:
"Thank you Emperor Heaven! Fang is the old man who lost his temper, this person was originally one of the sages of our ancient human race, and once led countless ancient human races to open up territory and plunder land for the survival of the tribe.
I didn't expect that even he had fallen, maybe there were other people among the sages of the human race who were recruited by the saints, and now it is difficult to attack the Taihuang Gate!"
Shennong's tone was a little gritted his teeth, even though he knew that the saint had all kinds of hidden means, but he never expected that the fellow clans of the ancient clan would become a long knife in the hands of the saint.
"It's okay! Don't sway your will for the afterimage in front of you, dust returns to dust, karma cycle retribution is unpleasant, what about saints, it's not that someone has fallen to the holy throne and become a prisoner. ”
Emperor Yunxiao sneered, when a strong man standing at the peak of the pyramid of the immortal realm began to fall into a vassal, he had no chance to become the strongest again.
An eagle dog is an eagle dog!
An eagle dog can only be an eagle dog!
Hearing this, Shennong's breath stagnated, and he suddenly reacted, and he smiled bitterly and quietly retreated.
"The Great Wisdom of the Emperor of Heaven! It's a little old and a little blinded, Yingzhou once drank the blood of the Qilin, and he has the top divine power of the Thunder Dao, and he can attract the divine power of the Qilin Thunder Dao, which is very powerful!"
With a sigh of encouragement, the Shennong clan stepped aside, and with his reminder, even if Yingzhou was promoted to a semi-saint-level powerhouse, it should not be possible to shake the overlord of the Ancient Heavenly Court like Emperor Yunxiao.
"Hey, isn't it Shennong's old thing's follower, interesting, then deal with you first and then capture Shennong!"
Yingzhou sneered, jumped down from the top of the Grand Canyon, and went straight to Emperor Yunxiao.
"Ancient Qilin!
Although he despised the existence of Emperor Yunxiao in words, Yingzhou was also not a careless fool, otherwise it would not have been possible to grow into a top human sage second only to the human emperors in the ancient era.
As soon as possible, Yingzhou received the power of the Qilin, and the azure thunder divine power poured into the flesh, and his already extremely strong body swelled more than half a circle again.
The fine arc of thunder wrapped around the muscles and flesh of the whole body, and Yingzhou's fist speed broke through the sound whistle, and before the sound came, the fierce punch had already smashed in front of Di Yunxiao.
"Follow the little cub of the Shennong clan, since you have been pushed in front of people, you can only blame your own bad life, when you arrive at the Nine Netherworld, don't forget to report the name of your ancestor!"
"Octagonal Qilin Holy Martial Fist!
Eight punches were blasted out in a row, and because the speed was too fast, it seemed that Yingzhou only threw one punch in the eyes of ordinary people.
Boom! Boom! Click!
The impact of the violent fist, Yingzhou's face showed an expression of ambition, he was sure that the strong man at the peak of the True Immortal Realm would defend with all his might, and he would have to hate under his punch.
This is the power of 50 million catties of extreme Dao!
The sound came suddenly, and the tsunami-like force of the mountains pushed the emperor to fly backwards, and the terrifying energy that was scattered was swept to the ground, and the sound waves directly shattered the only remaining ten miles of the Grand Canyon.
The rock wall hundreds of feet high collapsed, and the debris shot out from the sky, destroying everyone's eardrums like an earthquake.
The half-saint powerhouse who had completed the strangulation of the puppet guardian in the distance had a slightly condensed face, staring at the smoke-filled Grand Canyon with his eyes dead, waiting for Emperor Yunxiao's brazen counterattack.
Able to attract the power of the primeval holy beast level, Yingzhou is enough for any of them to pay attention to, this is a strong man.
Looking at the thousand-zhang ravine that slid out on the ground, Yingzhou shook off the thunderous qi on his right fist, and a trace of arrogance appeared in his eyes, he now has the strength to compete with the ancient emperor.
However, before he could complacency, the smoke and dust dispersed, and a figure walked out of the ruined ruins of the Grand Canyon, and the sonorous and powerful footsteps made Yingzhou's expression change greatly.
"How is that possible? You're unharmed!"
It was Emperor Yunxiao who walked out of the smoke and dust, and at this moment, there was no scar on his body, only a little dust from his feet rubbing the ground, which proved that he had just endured Yingzhou's Eight Dao Gang Fists head-on.
"Hehehe! The cowhide is blown so big, you still think you have a few catties and a few taels, do you have this strength?"
Emperor Yunxiao covered the tip of his nose and put on a look of disgust and disgust, with the ultimate power of 50 million catties, he could barely compete with the half-saints of the Wu clan.
But in front of him, a little martial saint who has achieved physical achievements and ranks among the powerhouses of the twelve heavens of body refining, it is really not worth mentioning.
"The seventh style of "True Martial Emperor Fist", eight desolations!"
Emperor Yunxiao's eyes flashed, the spine dragon rotated, the qi and blood of the whole body boiled and the surging blood and wolf smoke condensed into blood dragons, which poured into Emperor Yunxiao's right arm.
As soon as the collapse fist came out, the time and space within a radius of a hundred miles seemed to stagnate, and when everyone reacted, the sound of the heaven and earth shattering spread in all directions like a tsunami.
Emperor Yunxiao's punch was already imprinted on Yingzhou's chest.
Bang!
A mountain and river in the rear were directly pierced, and the fist wind of the mixed yuan tore through the sky, shaking away the smoke and clouds for hundreds of miles in the sky.
Yingzhou stood still, it seemed that the strongest technique of Emperor Yunxiao's True Martial Emperor Fist did not shake him in the slightest, but everyone couldn't help but gasp, revealing a shocked look.
Yingzhou's body, which was three feet tall, stood still, and the ancient ancestral pattern on his chest was pierced by Emperor Yunxiao's punch, and the blood in the hole with a diameter of two feet was scorching, and it was still making a sizzling sound.
(End of chapter)