Chapter 1181: Lion's Roar Fist
Hidden Decision is the League of Assassins, a secret method that can be said to be "semi-public". Vertices M. updates the fastest
As long as you are a person registered in the alliance and spend some contribution points and Yuan Spirit Liquid, you can cultivate.
The reason why it is said to be "semi-open" is because this secret method is never allowed to be passed on, otherwise it will become "fully open" and can be bought with money.
But it doesn't need to, it must be cultivated by the alliance itself, and the core members can cultivate, otherwise it is "not public".
"Are you here to give Zuo Han a head start, or are you sent by Jinyang to deal with me? I don't seem to have any grudges with your Heavenly Dragon Palace. β
Chu Qingyun looked at Wang Yinghe and said vigilantly.
A trace of disdain flashed in Wang Yinghe's eyes, and he said, "Boy, don't try to trick me, you will definitely die today!"
After speaking, he withdrew his hidden qi and walked towards Chu Qingyun with a murderous aura.
And Chu Qingyun also sneered in his heart.
Although Wang Yinghe knew that Chu Qingyun wanted to deliberately trap him.
But he didn't know that his words just now, as well as his undisguised killing intent, actually showed a lot of things.
Surely death...
Whether it is Han Yan, Zuo Han, or Jin Shucheng, although they have all dealt with Chu Qingyun, none of them dare to kill them.
So they can be directly excluded.
In other words, this guy was sent by Jin Yang, and he was really here to kill him!
In this regard, Chu Qingyun couldn't help but have some doubts, it seemed that he had never been in contact with Jin Yang.
Jin Yang didn't seem to have a reason to take such a big risk and send someone to kill him in this place of trial.
But now, it's not the time to think about it.
Wang Yinghe had already approached Chu Qingyun a hundred meters, which was already a very dangerous distance for a ninth-level Martial Emperor.
"It's not so easy to kill me, I want to see what strength the ninth-level Martial Emperor of the Heavenly Dragon Hall can have!"
As he spoke, the blood flame on his body rekindled, and the Yuanli Dragon Shadow also became more condensed, hovering around his body.
The secret method and the spirit body are all urged to the extreme.
Seeing Chu Qingyun and put on a look of wanting to fight, Wang Yinghe couldn't help but be a little surprised.
He originally thought that as soon as his ninth-level Martial Emperor aura was released, Chu Qingyun would definitely be so frightened that he would run away and run for his life frantically.
"Interesting, Chu Qingyun, do you think that your fifth-level Martial Emperor can defeat me, a ninth-level Martial Emperor?"
Wang Yinghe said with some disdain.
"The enemy can beat the enemy, but you have to fight to know. Chu Qingyun said.
"It's not a small courage, but I don't know if your strength can match your courage. β
"Boy, take me first!"
Wang Yinghe's body flickered, and almost instantly arrived in front of Chu Qingyun, and the powerful yuan force on his body rolled out and slammed into Chu Qingyun with a palm.
He only used the secret method, and did not use the real fist technique, and wanted to crush Chu Qingyun with the realm of a ninth-level martial emperor.
"The power of the ninth-level Martial Emperor, then let me feel it again!"
Chu Qingyun was fearless, threw the long sword into his left hand, and with a fist, he brazenly met Wang Yinghe's palm.
When he was in the Absolute Emperor Ridge, he had fought against Yan Ximeng, a ninth-level Martial Emperor, but he was not an opponent at all.
But now, his strength has improved a lot compared to then.
At this time, Chu Qingyun had the confidence to deal with the eighth-level Martial Emperor, so he also wanted to see how big the gap between himself and the ninth-level Martial Emperor was.
Boom!
Fists and palms facing each other.
A terrifying force erupted.
Wang Yinghe raised his eyebrows and took half a step back.
However, Chu Qingyun snorted, and the blood flame and the dragon shadow of Yuan Force on his body trembled violently, and he withdrew nearly a hundred meters in a row.
The moment the fight fell, he sensed that a very powerful force instantly suppressed and shattered his fist power.
Even until he withdrew 100 meters, his entire arm was still shaking.
"The ninth-level Martial Emperor of the Heavenly Dragon Palace...... It's really strong!"
A large amount of Yuan Force poured into his arm, forcibly suppressing the tremor, and Chu Qingyun looked at Wang Yinghe's eyes, becoming more vigilant.
And Wang Yinghe's heart was also shocked.
The previous palm, he used all his strength, not to mention the acquired spirit body, even if it was an innate spirit body, if it was only a fifth-level martial emperor, he should have been seriously injured by a palm, or even slapped to death directly.
And this guy didn't seem to be hurt much.
"Boy, I don't see it, you still have two more shots, but that's the end of it. β
"This punch will kill you!"
"Lion's Roar!"
Wang Yinghe was about to move seriously, and a very strong fist intent rushed up from his body.
That's a low-level perfect fist intent!
He knew that Chu Qingyun's sword path was very strong, and when the Eighth Hall was a freshman martial artist, he had broken through to the primary consummation, but he didn't care at all.
No matter how strong it is, can it break through the low-level?
With a low-level consummate fist intent, Wang Yinghe can also be called a strong one among the ninth-level martial emperors.
Yuan Li roared, like a lion's roar.
Yuan Li condensed his fist intent, and actually turned into a purple giant lion, opening his teeth and dancing his claws, and rushed straight to Chu Qingyun.
A punch was thrown, Wang Yinghe smiled confidently and stood up.
Such a punch is enough to severely defeat an ordinary ninth-level martial emperor, Chu Qingyun is absolute, he will definitely die!
At a distance of 100 meters, the giant lion formed by the condensed fist power came in the blink of an eye, setting off a fierce wind.
However, in the face of this fierce blow, Chu Qingyun not only did not have the slightest fear, but his eyes showed a scorching battle intent.
"Is it a low-level perfect fist intent...... Then, take my sword!"
"Kenji!"
The dazzling sword light lit up instantly, and a fierce sword intent descended instantly, immediately breaking through Wang Yinghe's fist intent.
The sword shines like snow.
With a sword, the purple giant lion was directly cracked in half and exploded.
Chu Qingyun snorted and was shocked back again.
But Wang Yinghe's face showed an extremely shocked and stunned expression, and he couldn't help but shout, "Intermediate Xiaocheng's sword intent, how is this possible!"
The sword intent of all levels of the intermediate level, Wang Yinghe had gone up to watch it on the Holy Dragon Mountain, so he recognized it at a glance.
But it was precisely because of this that he was shocked in his heart.
Because this is not the sword intent that the Martial Emperor Realm should have at all!
If he can have it, the fist intent of the middle-level Xiaocheng may be able to break through to the Martial Sect Realm in one fell swoop!
"I see, your confidence hole card turned out to be the sword intent of this middle-level Xiaocheng. β
"But I have to say, you are still too naΓ―ve, I am a ninth-level martial emperor, and I have a low-level consummation fist intent!"
"Even if you have the sword intent of a mid-level Xiaocheng, you are only a fifth-level Martial Emperor, and you will definitely die today!"
Wang Yinghe's face was calm, his hands were clenched into fists, and the powerful Yuan Force and fist intent on his body were churning, and he rushed towards Chu Qingyun fiercely.
Crush failure with the realm.
The punch attack failed again.
This time, he's finally going to do it with all his might, really seriously! )