Chapter 225 [Can't be compared, really can't be compared]

Xing Ying's earth-shattering punch shocked everyone present, but he himself stayed in place with a frown.

Because he felt that the magic sword in his back seemed to be moving, he quickly looked inward to see the situation.

This is not a good sign, if in the middle of his battle with the Divine Yin Sect Master, the magic sword suddenly makes trouble inside, it will be a very deceitful thing.

As soon as his mind poked into his back, he felt a strong sense of joy, as if the magic sword was very happy, which made him stunned and a little confused.

Didn't he just punch the sect master of the Divine Sound Sect, what is there to be happy about the magic sword, could it be that this magic sword has some violent tendencies or something, I like to watch him fight with others?

But this guess doesn't seem to be quite right, so let's observe and see what happens next.

The sudden movement of the magic sword made Xing Ying couldn't help but be a little worried, just like a time bomb that was no longer in operation began to operate again, and it might explode one day.

"Get out! I don't need you to come here! Get out!!"

At this time, a roar sounded from a distance, and then I saw countless boulders whistling and flying around, and a figure also rose from that place and galloped towards this side.

It turned out that after the sect master of the Shenyin Sect was buried under the boulder, the people of the Shenyin Sect were very worried and wanted to go over to rescue him, but they were all scolded by him and insisted on coming out by themselves.

Xing Ying put down the matter of the magic sword for the time being, and then smiled, this old guy is quite face-saving.

After a while, the Divine Sound Sect Sect Master flew in front of Xing Ying, his chest rising and falling violently, and his face was full of anger.

"Stare at it, you asked me to beat it yourself, now you know it's amazing, right?" Xing Ying smiled.

He wants to be angry with this old guy today, who let this old guy be such a beast, such a scumbag, for the development of the sect, even his own daughter and granddaughter can be sacrificed.

"Congratulations on completely angering me, I'm going to kill you and let you know that the power of the sect master is not disgraceful!"

The Divine Sound Sect Master was furious, and a strange-shaped weapon appeared out of thin air in his hand, exuding a powerful aura on it.

Based on his cultivation, he could naturally see Xing Ying's true realm, no matter how strong Xing Ying's combat power was, he was just a cultivator of the Starry Sky Realm after all.

He was four realms higher than Xing Ying, so he didn't think about whether he could win at all, at most he just spent some time.

At this moment, the killing intent in his heart was unprecedentedly strong, he was actually beaten by a junior in front of so many people and vomited blood, and this humiliation could only be washed away with blood!

"Wait a minute, you just said that you told me to punch me ten times, and now it seems that there are nine punches, right? Do you want to violate what you just said in front of so many people?"

Xing Ying stretched out his hand and motioned to the Sect Master of the Divine Sound Sect to look.

When he looked at it, sure enough, everyone's eyes were fixed on this side, and there was no lack of contempt and disdain in the eyes of some of them, which made him blush a little.

Yes, he just said that he wanted to let ten punches, and in the blink of an eye, he would take the initiative to attack, isn't this a slap in the face.

But how did he know that a kid from the Starry Sky Realm could actually launch a terrifying attack beyond the Starfall Realm, which was like a first-class trumpet suddenly taking out a top-notch dragon slaying knife, and he was caught off guard.

He looked at the contemptuous gazes of the people around him, and really wanted to fulfill the previous agreement to let Ten Punches and save his face.

But he silently estimated in his heart that if each next punch was as powerful as the first punch, even if he was lucky enough not to die, he would be seriously injured after ten punches.

In that case, he will become a lamb to the slaughter, and won't this junior be able to torture and kill him at will?

The Sect Master of the Divine Sound Sect secretly gritted his teeth, hesitated, and finally a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the weapon in his hand suddenly turned into a drum, and then the other hand slapped it hard.

Bang!

A ripple of energy spread out from the drum surface along with the sound of the drum, rushing towards Xing Ying with great power.

This trick is called 'Death Drum', which is a sound cultivation martial art of the Shenyin Sect, and the drum sound has a concussive effect, which makes people sound a little confused, groggy and dizzy.

As the drums approached, the attacker would eventually become even more spinning, his eyes glowing with golden light, and he could barely even keep himself unconscious, let alone resist the accompanying ripples of energy.

The Sect Master of the Divine Sound Sect had a little smirk on his face, and he was despised when he was despised, and this was only for a while.

When he kills Xing Ying and gets the handle of the Dan Sect Master, these people around him will have to curry favor with him, who would dare to despise him.

But just when he was full of confidence, Xing Ying's figure suddenly blurred, and then disappeared in place in an instant, and the energy ripples directly passed through the afterimage.

"How is that possible?!"

The Divine Sound Sect Sect Master exclaimed in disbelief, and then he seemed to realize something, turned his head suddenly, and sure enough, he saw Xing Ying levitating not far behind him.

His pupils contracted violently, no matter how against the sky, no matter how against the sky, a starry sky realm would never be able to burst out at such a terrifying speed, then there was only one possibility!

He gritted his teeth and said word by word: "I didn't expect you to comprehend the artistic conception of time!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar!

The power of artistic conception is originally a power that is very difficult to comprehend, and even if it is comprehended, most cultivators are just ordinary elemental artistic conceptions, such as metal, wood, water, fire, earth, and so on.

A small number of cultivators would be ecstatic if they could comprehend the precious artistic conceptions of life and death, because these two artistic conceptions were far stronger than the elemental artistic conceptions, and they could increase their combat power or survivability countless times, and it would be easy to go heads-up.

And the artistic conception of time and space, which is more precious than the artistic conception of life and death, is even more rare for very few people to comprehend, and it is called the artistic conception of heaven, and there are no five people in the entire Divine Desolate Domain.

But today, they have seen with their own eyes that someone has used the artistic conception of time, and he is still an underage teenager!

Envy, jealousy, red-eyed......

All kinds of emotions rose in the hearts of the people.

O Nima!

This person is more angry than people, and there are still many people here who are thirty or forty years old and have not comprehended the ordinary elemental artistic conception, but they have comprehended the artistic conception of time when they are minors.

can't be compared, it really can't be compared, it's a shame to want to commit suicide, everyone's hearts are sour, and they can't wait to go up and snatch Xing Ying's time artistic conception.

It's a pity that the power of artistic conception cannot be transferred.

At the same time, everyone was also completely impressed by the cheekiness of the sect master of the Shenyin Sect, how could there be such a person, first violated what he had said, and then carried out a sneak attack on a junior.

I didn't expect the sect master of the Shenyin Sect to be such a stinky and shameless person.