Chapter 168: Purple Gold Splitting the Sky

Gu Qian, the Tianjiao who makes Long Aoxue admire. He has returned to his roots, his rough skin is gone, and he has become much more ordinary. Gu Qian smiled slightly and said, "In Xia Gu Qian, who can please give me a lesson." Here, I thank you in advance. ”

Gu Qian has a very good temperament, like a teacher, always polite, but when he fights, he is a madman. If you haven't fought Gu Qian, you'll never understand how violent he is and how powerful he is.

A big man jumped off the jade platform, exuding a savage aura, he was a strong man of the barbarian ancient clan. His aura was terrifying, with a hint of cold-blooded ferocity. His name is Huangtian, and although his cultivation is at the third level of the Dao Carrying Realm, his strength exceeds this level. His physique had some barren aura, even the dragon's proud blood, and he also felt a sense of oppression.

Gu Qian's smile remained unchanged, the barbarian battle body was not invincible, he had already broken the shackles by cutting off his bloodline. Everything is for the Supreme.

Wasteland raised his head and roared, and wisps of starlight fell from the sky and poured into his body. And in the center of his eyebrows, a star appeared, bright and a little dazzling. Huangtian's expression was indifferent, like a god high above, his footsteps moved, and he rushed towards Gu Qian. His momentum swelled, and he actually rolled up a violent wind, making the ring blurry.

Gu Qian's fist shook, and spatial ripples emerged and passed out. The momentum of the desolate sky was easily disintegrated by him like this. Gu Qian smiled indifferently, took a step, and slapped his palm. His palm prints were solid, flashing with purple and gold brilliance. He cut off his blood and nourished his roots. Although there is a period of weakness, there are more infinite possibilities and endless potentials.

Gu Qian said lightly: "Huangtian, you are still the same, you haven't made much progress!" As he spoke, Gu Qian waved his iron fist, and a trace of purple-gold air surged up, wrapping his fist tightly. With a punch, the sky immediately shattered, this power is definitely something that can only be done by a strong person above the third layer of the Dao Realm, and it is absolutely impossible to do it below the third layer.

Aratian was taken aback, the skin on the surface of his body became rough, cracks appeared, and a faint yellow glow shone inside. The power of his body was fully opened, and he roared, shouting, "Great Wilderness Handprint!" The handprint was punched out by him, and he actually absorbed the power of vitality.

The power of vitality is something between vitality and longevity, which is very peculiar, but also very powerful. The surge of power made this great wilderness mudra more and more powerful. The strength of the Great Wilderness Mudra lies in this, and it is the inheritance of the ancient tribe of the wilderness.

Gu Qian took a deep breath, the purple gold color on his fist became more and more intense, and he trembled slightly, and turned into a fist print. The fist mark erupted with a terrifying light, like a purple-gold sun. With a snort, the purple gold sun swept across the sky and suppressed it.

Gu Qian stood up, waving his hands again and again, and a great avenue was dragged down by him, turning into runes and merging into the galloping purple gold scorching sun. The power erupted, the heat surged, and the purple gold flame burned, burning the space to pieces.

The Great Wilderness Handprint was ignited and turned into ashes. The billowing flames, but they were unstoppable, pressing towards the barren sky not far away. The wilderness is fearless, his hands are pinched again and again, and one by one the handprints are made, absorbing vitality and turning into his own endless power.

Boom, the heavens and the earth shook, and the Great Wilderness handprints were connected together, and they could actually extract the vitality of the eight directions and make their power stronger. Even Gu Qian was a little unable to stop the desolate power of the Great Wilderness Handprint, his face turned slightly pale, and he was weak for a while.

He let out a long roar and shouted, "My life is up to me, I want to see how strong your wild power is, and whether you can kill me." With an angry shout, purple gold runes appeared on the surface of Gu Qian's body, hooking the power of purple gold and turning into purple gold armor.

The purple gold armor locked his vitality, and the Great Wilderness Handprint could not help it. Gu Qian shouted and chanted: "Purple Gold Eight Styles, Purple Gold World!" As he spoke, he punched, his fist condensed, like a meteor, and slammed down, piercing through the void.

With a click, the Great Wilderness Handprint was shattered by the Purple Gold Fist and turned into nothingness. However, Gu Qian's movements are getting faster and faster, as if they have turned into a meteor shower. The purple-gold fist mark fell fiercely, hitting the ring into potholes and almost shattering.

The barren sky was embarrassed, and when he fell in the ring, his strong body was inevitably injured. He sighed helplessly, he was still defeated. Huang Tian looked at the imposing ancient dive and said sincerely: "The Starry Sky Ancient Road is about to open, and my four clans will reunite and turn into a barbarian ancient clan, just to seek a ray of vitality in the troubled times." You Gu Qian, although you have cut off your bloodline, but the origin of your royal family has never changed. ”

He gasped for a moment and continued: "This Kaiyuan Grand Gathering is the time when you will be proud of my four clans, I beg you to do your best to fight!" He was embarrassed, but he was also very sincere, which silenced Gu Qian. Still, he nodded earnestly.

Sometimes, racial righteousness transcends everything, and the grievances and grievances between them are nothing at all, too small.

Gu Qian's victory naturally surprised many people, and his strength would definitely not be weaker than the previous three Long Aoxue. Long Aoxue and the others glanced at each other, happy, but even more, but there was a sense of war. Evenly matched, they need a fight.

Gu Qian stood in the ring, waiting for the next opponent to appear, and he had to fight again.

Maybe it's because of the intention of fighting, or maybe it's to eliminate more people. In short, Gu Qian did not get out of the ring, still waiting for the appearance of the opponent. His opponent is the master of the Eastern Imperial Family, and Wang Wu, who came with Long Ao's blood.

Wang Wu carried the big axe, smiled honestly, with coldness, and gave Gu Qian an axe, without speaking, he struck a blow ruthlessly. Gu Qian shouted, the purple gold armor covered his whole body, his fist still fell, and with just one blow, he broke the axe.

Wang Wu didn't care, his hands waved again and again, and the axe became dazzling, and the power was three points stronger. With a snort, the axe cut through the space, forming a crescent moon, and slashed at Long Ao's blood. The power of the axe has been more than doubled compared to just now.

Gu Qian was still not afraid, and with a punch, the purple-gold fist mark turned into a meteor and smashed the crescent axe.

With a click, the axe shattered, the meteor dispersed, and both Gu Qian took a step back. Gu Qian's strongest is naturally his physique. All of this is something he can be proud of. Even with that axe, Gu Qian could tear it with his fists.

Gu Qian took a step, his figure turned into a purple gold streamer, and in a flash, he approached Wang Wu, and with a wave of his fist, it was a vicious blow. What Gu Qian used was his comprehension of boxing, which was the Purple Gold Eight Styles. This reflects his martial arts attainments.

This is somewhat similar to the ten styles of dragon arrogant blood, which are all perceptions of boxing. But the fifth king is not half a point weaker in strength.

Wang Wu shook his axe and conjured up afterimages one by one, blocking Gu Qian's attacks one by one. His defense is simple and powerful, and although the means are ordinary, the defensive power is extremely strong. With Gu Qian's terrifying power, he couldn't break through his defenses.

Gu Qian pondered for a moment, revealing a hint of understanding. As soon as his movements changed, he actually slowed down his fist, and every move implied great power. Gu Qian slowly punched out, the terrifying power was surging, surging, and Wang Wu's concussive axe was actually a little flawed. Under that terrible force, the vibrating axe also changed, became irregular, and the defenses could not remain perfect.

Gu Qian showed a smile, his footsteps moved, and he punched again. The mighty fist fell, and it slammed into Wang Wu's axe. Wang Wu is honest and honest, and there are no waves in the ancient well, but the axe is pulled and slashed, and the power is shaken, and the defense is down.

His defensive method is not immutable, and the means at this moment are just in response to the sea god power that Gu Qian has hit, and he will not lose the slightest advantage. Gu Qian laughed and shouted, "It's a good axe technique, but I want to see if my boxing technique works!"

The Zijin Eight Style is a boxing method he pioneered, but it has not been performed many times, and it is not complete enough. Gu Qian drank heavily, his body was wrapped in purple gold light, his fist prints flew over, and he was crazy, and he sent out a series of terrifying attacks at Wang Wu.

Wang Wu's face changed, although his defense was strong, he also relied on a breath to penetrate. What I am most afraid of is this continuous attack. Only such an attack can exhaust his breath and break through his defenses in the gap.

Wang Wu's axe shook, and he burst out with terrifying power, wanting to fight back. It's a pity that Gu Qian has already broken out, and he seems to be crazy, and there is only battle left in his eyes. He broke out again and again, shot again and again, and his strength became stronger and stronger every time.

Wang Wu sighed, this peerless Tianjiao is really different, his strength is strong, and he can even suppress him. Even if he wanted to fight back, he couldn't. I have to say that he made some mistakes. However, this is also where he is helpless. His defense is strong, and his attacks are not weak. However, in comparison, his attack is far less than defense, so naturally he has no habit of taking the initiative to attack.

Gu Qian exclaimed loudly, and his body erupted with an even more dazzling purple and gold brilliance, and his face began to blur. He punched out, Wang Wu snorted, and flew out upside down. The corners of Wang Wu's mouth were bloody, his face was a little ugly, and his defenses were broken.

Seeing this, Gu Qian was stunned for a moment, looked at Wang Wu with a pale face, and couldn't help but smile. Although this guy defended against the sky, he still broke it. Gu Qian laughed loudly, took one step, turned into purple gold brilliance, and rushed towards Wang Wu.

Wang Wuyi jumped up, and the axe shook rapidly, defending against the mad demon attack of Gu Qian. This time, Gu Qian took a shorter time to injure him. Gu Qian smiled coldly, did not hesitate, waved his fists, and hit him fiercely.

Wang Wu took a deep breath, his momentum was deep, and he swung his axe, pulling and slashing, heavy as a mountain. The mighty power surged, and it actually pushed Gu Qian back by a step. But this blow made Wang Wu's face pale. Obviously, this blow is not something that can be delivered lightly. Wang Wu did not hesitate, pulled the axe one by one, and continued to launch a terrifying attack.

Gu Qian stumbled, and was hit by Wang Wuyi, and his face was a little ugly. However, Gu Qian's eyes lit up. With a flick of his wrist, his fist prints flew out, but not quickly. Then, another punch was struck, and the punches were stacked, and the power and speed were increasing.

Gu Qian punched eight times in a row, raising his fist mark to the extreme. With a whoosh, the fist mark broke through the air, dispersed Wang Wu's attack, and sent it flying, vomiting blood and falling unconscious. For a while, the whole field was quiet...... To be continued

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