When the punch of "Liu Zhaoheng" came out, it was too fast, and there was no such process of gathering momentum as in the concept of ordinary people.

Therefore, this fist did not bloom with any mighty momentum or sound, and even in the senses of all the surrounding masters, it did not pull the slightest bit of heaven and earth vitality.

When this punch had already hit Situ Daozi, everyone was shocked......

Right next to them, on themselves, and inside their bodies, there was something that had been taken away in the process of that punch just now.

On the lake, among those large and small boats, all the people gathered were from the Situ family, the Wu family, and the elite masters of those families and sects who supported them.

Many of them didn't know the specific details of today's game, but according to Situ Lang's instructions, as soon as the ship was moored, they each used their own skills, and gathered everyone's skills across the board towards the anchor chain.

And now, they felt that all the power they had transmitted had become sluggish, and even the internal force that was constantly running in the meridians had slowed down many times.

Obviously, the degree of pure essence does not seem to have changed, and the total amount of true qi has not decreased, but it has just slowed down.

Those who have reached the Heavenly Ladder realm have a sharper grasp of their own bodies, and can feel that the blood flow rate is also slowing down, the heartbeat is slowing down, and the peristalsis rate of all organs is decreasing.

As for those who have reached the True Form Realm, their observations are still very comprehensive at this moment.

It's not just them who are slow.

The strong winds rushing on the surface of the lake, the waves that are about to be thrown up, the swimming fish, algae, and undercurrents at the bottom of the water.

In the sky, the clouds that had collapsed and dispersed before because of Situ Daozi's arrival were inexplicably affected.

It's not the sluggishness of being suppressed by external forces, but the feeling of spontaneity, as if the strength is not sustainable.

Everything in the world can be roughly divided into two categories, there is yin and yang, there is water and fire, and there is stillness and movement.

From this point of view, "fire" and "movement" can be classified into the same species, and they are closely related to each other, and they are always together.

When the flame is ignited, it means that something very small is cracking, it is accelerating, and it is this process that releases heat.

In the same way, it is precisely because of the presence of heat that things can move.

So the shaking trees, the rolling rocks, the howling wind, the clouds fluttering in the sky.

Even the rushing rivers and turbulent waves on the lake.

All these moving scenes are contained in the effect of "fire".

There is also fire in the water, this is the real fire!

The mortal man, who despises the little and ephemeral, is in itself but the most insignificant part of the universe.

However, when anyone in the crowd cultivated to the realm of the Divine Mansion, they began to be able to see the trace of truth in the universe.

What "Liu Zhaoheng" hit was a punch that borrowed fire from Vientiane.

Even those spirits with bloodline talents, the fire vitality that condenses and boils iron molten stone out of thin air, and even the earth fire and spiritual fire that the master of the Xuan Fetus operates.

Compared to this punch, they have all been reduced to the most vulgar mortal fire.

After Situ Daozi was hit by such a punch, three thunderbolts like a landslide and a summer thunderstorm were heard from his body, which was no more than seven feet tall.

Anyone who hears such a sound should think that it is the sound of heavy thunderclouds being torn apart, spilling down on the earth, towering peaks crumbling, and strong places being destroyed.

The body of a mere person, under such a movement, should have been shattered a long time ago, and there would not be even a speck of dust left.

But Situ Daozi's body is intact, and his robe is not torn.

His face was suddenly as pale as paper, and the lower eyelids of those eyes were covered with a layer of blood-colored waves.

And his hand, as fast as starlight lightning, also locked the shoulder of "Liu Zhaoheng" while punching.

"Division! Follower! Cloud! Tao! ”

Deep in Situ Daozi's throat, in his spirit, he shouted these four words.

It's just that, except for Su Hanshan and Ji Buyi, who are close at hand, and a few other Xuanfe masters.

The rest of the people, whether on the ship or on the farther shore, had already changed their tunes when they heard these four words from the bottom of their hearts.

What they heard was not the pronunciation of Situ Yuntao's words at all.

It's another four words that are downright and incomparably clear.

Star! Gauze! Fly! Shuttle!

It's hard to describe what happened at that moment.

When Su Hanshan's premeditated palm was punched out, Ji Buyi's long sword also changed direction and attacked Situ Daozi.

The bodies of Situ Daozi and "Liu Zhaoheng" suddenly turned into a light blue starlight phantom, overlapping and dragging into a long line, moving towards the end of the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them were flesh and blood, with shape and substance, volume and weight.

It had become a distant horizon, a little bright blue star above the southern mountains.

It was only at this time that the group of people on the high platform came back to their senses from the series of shocks just now.

Dongfang Xin's group of people was the most affected.

From Liu Zhaoheng's sudden backlash to the discovery that Liu Zhaoheng was not Liu Zhaoheng, it turned out that "Liu Zhaoheng" was still on their side, and successfully attacked Situ Daozi.

Every step in this, they didn't think that the reaction twists and turns they had to go through in their minds were naturally the most.

But judging from the ending, Situ Yuntao, who was wearing someone else's shell, forced the ancestor of the other party's Divine Mansion to move to the battlefield with his own strength.

This is not a bad thing, but a shocking piece of great news!

On the contrary, the mood of Situ Langzhao and Wu Renyong simply fell sharply to the bottom of the Wanren Valley.

They are also characters who have been cultivating in the Xuanfei realm for a long time, and they won't know what the punch that Situ Yuntao hit against someone else's body just now means.

"He has become a ?!! of the original gods"

Situ Langzhao stared at Su Hanshan abruptly, "Then who are you?" Liu Zhaoheng? ”

To be able to control Situ Yuntao's physical body, and play it so well, he must either be a master of another Xuanfei realm, or at least the pinnacle of the true form realm.

Situ Yuntao's side, and even among his henchmen in the field, how many true realms can there be, Situ Langzhao is very clear.

If it is replaced by which true form realm, with the information means of the Situ family, he can definitely detect the strangeness.

"My surname is Su, and I've had a little deal with Situ Zhiyun."

Su Hanshan smiled, "I don't know if the two adults have any impressions?" ”

Wu Renyong said gloomily: "Su Hanshan? No way. ”

How long has it been since Su Hanshan broke through to the Heavenly Ladder realm?

Even if he had an Extreme Realm foundation before, it was impossible to practice to the peak of his true form so quickly and control Situ Yuntao's physical body.

Situ Langzhao lowered his gaze and said in a dumb voice: "No matter who you are, since Situ Yuntao didn't have time to take away his body, then stay here!" ”

Even if the sneak attack is successful, it won't take long for Situ Yuntao to enter the realm of the Divine Mansion, and it won't be his own physical body.

If the Ancestor introduced him into the sword formation, the odds would still be great.

But the premise is that he can't be allowed to get his body back.

After all, the Earth Escape Taihuo Rune is still on Situ Yuntao's body, if it weren't for this rune, no matter who Situ Yuntao was hiding in his body, he wouldn't have shot face-to-face, and he also deceived Situ Daozi's induction.

Situ Yuntao of the Xuanxian realm, using this rune, could only be coerced by the power of the rune, and he couldn't help but escape.

However, Situ Yuntao in the realm of Shenfu is difficult to say whether he can use the power of this rune more flexibly.

"Hahaha, what a big talk!"

Dongfang Xin's laughter just started, the knife was put into the sheath, and the tiger knife was out.

Obviously, it should be classified as a short knife, and the blade is not wide, and the blade is not heavy.

After this tiger knife was unsheathed, it was like a black iron thick-bladed broadsword weighing tens of thousands of catties, with the power of Mount Tai's overwhelming power, and it was suddenly pressed in front of Situ Langzhao.

Situ Langzhao's figure seemed to flicker, and the heavy knife momentum was broken, spraying like foam, revealing the true face of the short knife.

The Xingluo Divine Sword was already in his hand, and with a light stab, Dongfang Xinlian took the knife, and suddenly he was shocked.

"Situ Daozi's sword?!"

When Ji Buyi recognized the sword that he had only seen in the atlas, three sword marks had flashed in the air, crossing into a triangular shape.

His swordsmanship is called "Canghai Rock Sword Technique", which is the ancestral swordsmanship of their sect.

When he entered the teacher's sect, the master thought that his original name was rustic, and gave him another name "Unswerving", hoping that he could comprehend the true essence of the Rock Sword Technique.

Now, when these three sword marks are pressed down, it is like the same triangular mountain that makes it impossible to see the whole picture, suppressed from the air.

Tie Yingsan also made a move, the crutches in front of him floated and rotated, and the tricks changed in a row, and he was about to mobilize the formation to attack.

At this time, above the southern mountains, there was a piece of sky, which suddenly darkened, and the stars twisted, magnificent and gorgeous.

There was a thick and ferocious starlight, like a comet falling, dragging its long tail, smashing into the mountains one after another.

"Sword Formation?!"

Tie Yingsan is good at formations, and he has put in enough effort, even if he sees a trace of the mysterious scenery that inspires the formation in his daily life, he can't help but stop and concentrate on thinking.

In the distant sky, the subtle mystery of the formation was faintly revealed, and she was the first to notice it, and she was also the first to be distracted.

As a result, the gossip array that appeared on her spinning cane suddenly disappeared.

It wasn't because she had the slightest distraction.

Instead, someone took advantage of this tiny flaw to isolate the induction between her and the entire formation in one fell swoop.

Tie Yingsanren's face was terrified, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Hai Wuxian not far away.

"I was really going to help you, and even the things that the Situ family prepared could be turned into your help. After all, in judgment, you are at a disadvantage. ”

Hai Wuxian looked strange, these thoughts flashed in his heart, and his hands were pinched like flame-like seals, and his knuckles were as flexible as human limbs.

"It's a pity, if I help you now, you're too strong!"

Tie Yingsan couldn't stop it, Dongfang Xin and Ji Buji, including Su Hanshan, who was just about to shoot at Situ Lang, a red octagonal spot of light appeared at his feet.

Some of them stood on a high platform, some were in mid-air, but as soon as the light spot appeared, their bodies were suddenly blocked.

For the newcomer Hai Wuzhi, none of these people have paid full trust rashly.

Tie Yingsan looked lonely, as if he disdained the tricks of fraud, claiming that he couldn't see through this formation, and in the process of supervising the materials, he often pondered repeatedly, as if he had only touched the essence of the three or four layers.

But in fact, for the scroll and the eight array diagrams, Tie Yingsan people can at least understand the changes of eighty or ninety.

If it weren't for such a calculation, she would rather arrange another formation that she was familiar with, rather than rashly use this unfamiliar formation.

Now, this formation is still out of control!

It wasn't because Tie Yingsan had misjudged this formation, but because there was another formation that she hadn't seen or understood at all, operating at the same time.

The large and small ships around the high platform have anchors sinking to the bottom, which is not worth mentioning.

The anchor itself is not a special material, nor does it depict any incantations, so it cannot be used to set up formations, but the number of personnel and skill level on each ship are actually estimated and arranged in advance.

And at this moment, the strength of all of them was gathering in different categories and pouring into the anchor chains, reaching the standard that could be used to arrange the formation.

Hai Wuxian did not directly seize the formation arranged inside the high platform, but after controlling the formation formed by all the ships, he broke the formation inside the high platform.

It's like having the effect of Tianke, easily turning the formation inside the high platform into a prisoner, and then mixing the two formations inside and outside to operate.

Eight hundred and sixty-four copper pillars and iron piles went deep into the bottom of the lake to intercept the fire energy of the leylines, and the formation of the outer anchor was restrained with the help of the water spirit vitality of the entire Luming swamp.

The power of the formation, in this hedging that does not care about the duration of the formation, is compressed to a more intense state, bringing an extremely permeable and extremely hot confinement.

Dongfang Xin's eyes were the most terrifying, and the hand holding the knife tried his best to break free.

He was too close to the Star Luo Excalibur.

At this distance, once Situ Langzhao broke through the obstacle of the triangular sword mark and returned the sword again, he was afraid that he would be seriously injured if he did not die.

Indeed, Situ Langzhao had too much advantage at this moment, and while breaking the triangular sword marks, he still had the strength to watch the overall situation, and his heart was excited.

Su Hanshan on the other side could also feel that this kind of extremely humid heat was extremely uncomfortable even for Situ Yuntao's Xuanfetus body, and many beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, which was even more faintly about to invade his spiritual perception.

Let his soul experience this high temperature that seems to be able to boil gold into gas.

Wu Renyong attacked Su Han Mountain at this moment.

He still doesn't believe that the real identity of the other party is the stinky kid who killed Situ Zhiyun.

However, the other party dared to use the identity of that enemy to mock him, which already made him feel extremely resolute hatred and anger in his heart.

His palm, taking advantage of the evil breath in his chest, vividly showed the Wu family's famous stunt "Lanzhang Sword Plague".

This is a kind of sword qi gong method, but from the realm of the sea of qi, it is required to be performed empty-handed, and when the move is made, the sword qi must be spit out from multiple acupuncture points on the palm at the same time, flickering and uncertain, attacking the enemy.

As soon as they come into contact, these sword qi will be naturally attracted by the human body, and with the characteristics of their own acupuncture points, they will drill into the opponent's commensurate acupuncture points, creating the most intense pain and cutting off the supply of the opponent's power.

Even if the opponent's skill is profound, and the fighting time is short, he can expel the sword qi that invades him, and those acupuncture points that have been damaged in a specific order will form a long illness that cannot be shaken off like the gangrene of the appendage.

What's even more terrifying is that with the improvement of this set of palm skills, it can weaken the enemy's resistance to disease.

There was once a ladder master, and Wu Renyong, who was also in the realm of the ladder, fought a palm, and after going back, he thought that his injury had healed, but because of a small wind and cold, he died violently in half a day.

This kind of palm technique is like a deadly plague specially designed to target a master of the same level.

With Wu Renyong's current realm, as long as this palm can hit others, it can immediately form the pain of seventeen terminal diseases, thirty-four strange diseases, and sixty-eight debilitating diseases.

Even if the soul is beaten out, it will not be able to escape the torture of these more than 100 kinds of diseases that erupt together.

"Even if it's really Liu Zhaoheng, if you are hit by my palm, you can make you suffer enough!!"

Even the air, which was formless and substantial, lifeless and dead, and could not be affected by illness, became ready to move when his hand came out, forming a nightmarish and terrible gray color.

A large area of light and gas was distorted into various grotesque shapes, as if in the palm of Wu Renyong's palm, there were signs of a group of demons coming out of the cage.

Su Hanshan watched the group of sick demons roar in, his imprisoned eyes widened angrily, and there was a moment of red gold lava-like vibration.

His feet were suddenly separated, not much apart, just more than a foot, but the octagonal spot under his feet was torn in half by his action.

Inside the high platform, there was a loud noise, and the hard surface of the high platform was like a strange dough, and the gaps between each piece of material were squeezed so that it was impossible to see, but it swelled violently one by one.

Hai Wuxi's face revealed real surprise.

Dongfang Xin, Ji Buyi and the others, their faces just changed, and the confinement under their feet also collapsed because of the huge bulge on the table, and their figures flew away.

The flat and flat high platform, in this snap of the fingers, seems to have towered a small hill, rugged and bumpy, and extremely congested.

In Wu Renyong's field of vision, the figure of the enemy was also blocked by the suddenly arched table.

He didn't have time to retreat, so he simply shouted angrily, and with the power of the Sick Demon's palm, he destroyed all obstacles into gray-white flying ashes.

The surface of the bulge was destroyed, and the fierce golden red light inside was just about to explode, but it was also melted away by his palm, unable to hinder his figure.

However, halfway through his palm, another palm that was even more brilliant red and bright also reached out in the lava-like light.

Boom!!!!

The two palms fought against each other, with this piece of drum bag as the center, and the surrounding bulges also exploded one after another.

"I don't know how to set up a formation, but I'm good at sabotage, of course, I have to leave a little preparation for what I'm good at!"

The golden light in Su Hanshan's eyes shone out, his teeth spewed out filiments, his mind vibrated and burned, and his figure stepped on the monstrous flames that were like clouds and flowers, blooming and expanding, and blasted Wu Renyong out with one palm.

(End of chapter)