Chapter Twenty-Eight: New Moves
Wan Qixiang sat cross-legged in the stone cave, with a faint smile on his lips, obviously in a good mood. As soon as his handprint changed, a strong suction force appeared in the dantian of the lower abdomen, and the surrounding divine power seemed to echo and kept pouring here. The whole body was soaked in divine power, and every cell was absorbed like a hungry ghost.
As the divine power was inhaled, his breath recovered little by little, and some healthy red appeared on his face.
After "exhaling", Qi Xiang sent out a breath of turbidity, and his eyes lit up.
At this time, the injuries on his body finally recovered, not only that, but with the help of the Heaven Swallowing Array, Wan Qixiang was also full of new power at the moment, and the speed of the divine power that was more than twice as fast made Wan Qixiang secretly exclaim that it was a thousand miles a day, and the divine power had also broken through his original realm, and he had stepped into the late stage of the spirit seed realm by leaps and bounds.
Wan Qixiang stretched, moved his muscles, looked at Yi Qing who walked in, and asked, "Huh, where did Zhang Yufei go, why haven't you come back yet?"
"Yo, big hero, are you busy?" Yi Qing glanced at Wan Qixiang lightly and shrugged his shoulders, "We don't know about his unrestrained personality, probably where to wave!"
"It's tormented me, my injuries have recovered, let's go find him!" Wan Qixiang touched his nose helplessly, but he was still a little worried and said.
Yi Qing nodded, signaling that he understood.
Just as the two of them stepped out of the cave, the sound of a weapon fight sounded not far away. The two glanced at each other, and with a single step, the figure moved overβ
In a forest, a short-haired boy and three people who looked alike met each other, and there were constant collisions.
"Dominate the sword, the sword is the best in the world" A young man's shout sounded, and his short hair was as sharp as his eyes, it was Zhang Yufei. Zhang Yufei drank, using his own strength, the domineering intent on his body was fully revealed, the light on the tip of the knife was condensed, and a domineering sword aura came out from the tip of the knife. Pressed against the three people opposite.
The three people on the opposite side, although they were surprised, they were not panicked, the three of them were very tacit, forming a straight line formation, as soon as their hands were raised, the divine power surged, and it was poured into the other party's body, and then, the man standing in the front was strong and strong in vain, and smiled gloomily. Five fingers clenched into fists, and no fancy punches forward.
"Bang" Zhang Yufei is extremely gloomy at the moment, these three people still have such means, and the superposition of the divine power of the three of them is indeed full of power. Let his domineering sword qi be unable to fight, such a superposition, unless it takes time to practice, otherwise only the three brothers who are related by blood in front of him can do it.
"Tsk, I didn't expect it, our three brothers, our personal strength is indeed weaker than yours, only in the early stage of the Spirit Seed Realm, but," one of them said older, "After superimposing, it can burst out with a strength that is even more powerful than the middle stage of your Spirit Seed Realm." β
"Eh", Zhang Yufei sighed, then gritted his teeth, ready to fight, and used his own pressure box to make a move. If you are really at the end of your rope, you can only use your own box pressing tricks.
At this time, a young man's voice sounded with an exclamation, "Sometimes, you must have friends behind you who can be attached to."
"Who?" shouted the older man.
"Wan Qixiang"
A cold light appeared, and a stone spear smashed heavily between Zhang Yufei and the three brothers, causing dust to fly, and then the two figures slowly fell, quite like a fairy.
After landing, the Confucian man in the two figures pulled out the gun with one hand, and shook it when he was not yet familiar with it, obviously not too familiar with this gun at present. The two are Wan Qixiang and Yi Qing.
Then Zhang Yufei and Wan Qixiang glanced at each other, didn't say anything, and stared directly at the three brothers with sharp eyes.
The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, even if they don't talk when they meet, there will be no embarrassment, everything is in the words.
The sand and dust gradually settled, and at this moment, the murderous aura between the two sides was gradually reaching the extreme.
"Hands-on"
After seeing the other party's figure clearly, Wan Qixiang shouted, pinched the finger of the gun in his left hand, held the spear in his right hand, and shot directly at the figure. Zhang Yufei and Yi Qing followed closely behind.
"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"
The sound of three collisions sounded, and they collided together in a one-on-one situation, so that the strength of the three brothers could not be combined.
Wan Qixiang directly found the oldest one, took the spear back to the map of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and then pointed the spear at the fingertips of black gold, like a dreamy starlight. Then, with a movement of the gun, it stabbed directly into the opponent's heart with unassailable strength and imperial aura. "Imperial Tomb Finger"
The man was also shocked by this chilling attack, but the movements of his hands were not slow, and his five fingers clenched into fists, directly facing the gun.
Looking for death," Qi Xiang said sarcastically. Then the gun was pointed at the man's fist, and the man immediately felt a sharp pain coming from his fist, and the blood flowed from the fist, and his figure was beaten upside down and flew out.
Wan Qixiang actually pointed at it, and the opponent suffered a lot of losses. Then Wan Qixiang's hand was in the shape of a knife, and his arm was raised high, making a downward split, and there was a black and gold light shining on the edge. The aura of the imperial tomb spread on the hand knife.
The "Imperial Tomb Chop" arm waved down, carrying the indomitable aura of the Imperial Tomb, and slashed down on his chest.
A streak of blood poured directly out of the old man's chest, which was very cruel.
The man held his chest with one hand, feeling that his vitality was passing rapidly, and he was desperate at the moment, his body slammed towards Wan Qixiang, holding Wan Qixiang, holding the ground to death, and it was hard not to let go. At the same time, the divine power in the body was mobilized, and the divine power boiled, becoming extremely unstable and irritable.
"Ah, even if you die, Lao Tzu won't let you have a good time. β
Wan Qixiang smiled at this and did not make any defense. He wanted to try something. Wan Qixiang put his hand on the man's shoulder, and there was a little light shining in the dantian of the lower abdomen. The Heaven Swallowing Array was quietly operating at this moment, and a greedy Heaven Devouring Power surged in its palm.
"I'll tell you, provoking my brother is the biggest mistake in your life, and I won't even give you a chance to blow yourself up. He said in a cold voice.
Then the palm bent slightly, and the power of swallowing the sky was released, and the divine power of the riot in the man's body was uncontrollable, and he was directly guided to the outside of the body. Scattered in the air.
"No" The man screamed in frustration, didn't he even give him a chance to blow himself up?
Wan Qixiang squinted at him, and his palm turned into a knife-like shape, directly slashing at the man's neck. "Be careful in your next life. β
Wan Qixiang clapped his hands in fear, there was some excitement in his eyes, he had a whim just now, and used some means that he had never used before in the battle, and the effect seemed to be not bad.
According to his views on the Imperial Tomb Finger, as well as the experience after the battle with the little boy that day, Wan Qixiang successfully created his own Imperial Tomb Chop, the power is much smaller than the Imperial Tomb Finger, but the consumption of divine power is also less, the Imperial Tomb Finger, Wan Qixiang used it ten times, I am afraid, the divine power will be used up, this is still counted in the help of the Heaven Swallowing Array. However, now that the Imperial Tomb Chop has appeared, Wan Qixiang will no longer worry about his lack of tricks.
There is another trick, Wan Qixiang used the fantasy effect of the Sky Swallowing Array when he solved the self-explosion, and found that this actually had a good power to swallow the sky. Channeling the opponent's divine power directly to the outside, if this is used well, is a trump card.
Wan Qixiang couldn't help but feel happier the more he thought about it, and looked at it, Zhang Yufei and Yi Qing had no problems, they both continued to attack each other with the momentum of thunder, and I am afraid that in a while, there will be results.
Then, Wan Qixiang fell into contemplation again, holding the stone spear, feeling the familiar atmosphere of the imperial tomb above, and constantly gesturing with both hands, constantly improving the shortcomings of his imperial tomb.