Chapter 211: Confrontation
The eight monks all felt that defeating Yun Ming and Ding Shan was just a trivial matter, and without the slightest pressure, it could be done easily, and it didn't even need to be a real powerhouse. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Moreover, they felt that the only thing that could cause them a little trouble was Ding Shan, who was covered in fat and even trembled when he spoke, and it took a little more time.
As for Yun Ming's words, he didn't care about them at all, as long as a hole void master made a move and casually used his martial arts, he could easily suppress it, so he didn't care too much about Yun Ming.
Judging from the observation, this eight-person team mainly escorted the two young monks into Qiuliang Mountain for training.
These two people are the young people who have been clamoring, and their cultivation is not very high, but they have only reached the late stage of the innate realm.
Being able to touch two cave masters, a real strongman, and protect the experience of two young people, it can be seen that the identities of these two young people are not simple.
At least, they are the young masters of a certain family, or even the heirs of the family.
It is precisely because they are the heirs of a certain family that they act arrogantly and unreasonably, which is understandable and normal.
The purple-clothed young man shouted, and rushed towards Yun Ming, taking the lead in attacking, wanting to take Yun Ming down himself.
He hadn't reached the Cave Void Realm yet, and if he really wanted to fight Ding Shan, he would definitely not be an opponent, so he would set his sights on Yun Ming and let others deal with Ding Shan.
As long as he can win Yun Ming, it will be a very good thing for him.
Seeing the purple-clothed young man rushing over, Yun Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, smacked lightly, exerted force under his feet, and quickly rushed out.
At the same time, he clenched his right fist, used his spiritual power, blessed his fist, and performed powerful martial arts.
"Purple Cloud Hand!"
The purple-clothed young man rushed over, already using his spiritual power, sealing his hands and performing martial arts.
The purple clothes stirred, and the spiritual power surged out, forming a cloud-like existence, flashing with a faint purple light, constantly surging and rising, as if there were elves dancing inside.
The purple spiritual power swept out, and the purple-clothed young man's right hand was raised, and he slapped it forward, immediately forming a purple palm print, attacking Yun Ming.
The purple palm print looks soft and has no power, but it is not weak in itself.
The Purple Cloud Hand is a human-level high-level martial art, with a combination of rigidity and softness, as long as it can be mastered, it can transform that kind of power attribute at will.
Facing the purple cloud palm print that slapped over, Yun Ming did not pause, had no idea of dodging, but still rushed forward, and blasted out with his right fist.
Break the mountain!
A punch blasted out, the spiritual power churned and raged out, and the violent power erupted, carrying the power of opening mountains and cracking stones, nothing fancy, just pure bombardment, the pursuit of exploding power to the extreme.
Rumble!
With a punch, the purple cloud palm print was defeated, and a force rushed out and attacked the purple-clothed youth.
The purple-clothed young man didn't think that Yun Ming would be able to defuse his offensive, so after striking out the Ziyun palm print, he didn't prepare for defense, and even wanted to rush out and continue to attack Yun Ming.
It's just that Yun Ming's strength exceeded his expectations, which caught him off guard and couldn't go according to the previous plan.
Seeing the fist attacking, the purple-clothed young man had no choice but to retreat backwards, running the purple clouds around him, resisting the power of the mountain-breaking attack and defusing Yun Ming's attack.
Although he was not physically injured, he was shaken out, staggered a little, his hair was shaken apart, his clothes were cut a few times, and his figure looked a little embarrassed, no longer free and easy.
The other monks were surprised when they saw this, they didn't expect Yun Ming to be so strong.
"It seems that I underestimated you. A hole master spoke.
His age was about early thirty years old, his cultivation had reached the Cave Void Realm Triple Level, his figure was not tall, his face was ordinary, he was dressed in blue, and he stared at Yun Ming.
The other monks were no longer so careless, became vigilant, and began to use their spiritual power to prepare for battle.
"You come to delay the two cave masters, and as for the real powerhouse, leave it to me to solve. Yun Ming looked at the eight people in front of him, his eyes fell, wearing a purple cloud brocade robe, his figure was relatively slender, his age was about forty years old, and he was magnificent, revealing a mysterious aura.
Hearing Yun Ming say this, not only Ding Shan was surprised, but even the opponent was surprised, his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it.
From the beginning, they didn't pay much attention to Yun Ming, thinking that he was just an Innate Realm cultivator, and he had no ability, even if he could force the purple-clothed young man back, it still wouldn't make people think that he was very strong.
"Just because you, a fifth-fold cultivator of the Innate Realm, still want to fight against the true life powerhouse?" The purple-clothed young man sneered, not believing Yun Ming, thinking that he was looking for death.
"If you want to provoke the real strong, you are purely looking for death. Someone chimed in.
"Third uncle, you can directly kill this arrogant guy, I feel annoyed when I look at it. ā
"Do you think that with your ability, you can block my move?" The middle-aged man in the purple cloud robe took a step forward, squinted at Yunming, and said coldly.
As he spoke, he exuded a powerful momentum, like an invisible big hand, suppressed from the air and pressed on Yun Ming's body, wanting to slap him directly to the ground.
Feeling the powerful momentum exuded by the true powerhouse, Yun Ming was under a great pressure, as if he was pressed by a thousand heavy objects, and his waist and limbs were slightly bent, making it difficult to straighten his body.
"It's just blocking you, what's the difficulty. Yun Ming said proudly, the corners of his mouth slightly curled, revealing a smile.
As he spoke, Yun Ming drifted backwards, pulling away a distance, and at the same time offered the restaurant and landed on the grass behind him.
After the restaurant hit the ground, it quickly grew in size, returned to its original state, and stood on the grass.
Seeing a restaurant appear in front of them, the eight monks were still quite surprised, a little surprised, and did not understand what such a restaurant meant when it appeared in front of them.
"You're not going to cook, are you?" someone laughed, a little sarcastic.
"Even if you can make us delicious food, we will not let you go, we will still kill you. ā
These monks looked at Yun Ming, still gloating, feeling that Yun Ming couldn't change anything no matter what, and he still had to die in the end.
"I don't think the dead need to eat food, it's a waste of food. Yun Ming raised his head, glanced at these monks, and said coldly.
As soon as the words fell, his momentum immediately soared, directly from the Innate Realm into the Cave Void Realm, and the soaring speed did not weaken in the slightest, as if a volcano had erupted, unstoppable.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yun Ming's momentum reached the peak of the Cave Void Realm, and he was only one step away from being able to impact the True Destiny Realm and become a True Destiny powerhouse.