Chapter 1046: Who is willing to be cowardly?

Rumble!

Before the arrogant voice fell, all the disciples saw that in the big mudra that evolved under the power of pure cyan and azure thoughts, the dark gray meteorite that was tightly grasped began to appear the first cracks, and it only took less than a breath to know that it finally burst open and turned into powder in the sky.

"Qixing Tearing Night Fist", which is so fierce, was cracked so lightly?

Looking at this scene, not to mention the disciples on the martial arts field, even Soul Kui's expression became dumbfounded, this is not an ordinary boxing technique, but an ancient spirit technique, he used this trick half a year ago, but he blasted a high-level spirit king to vomit blood!

But before he could think about it, the hairs on the surface of his body stood upside down abruptly, because in the pupils of his eyes, he saw the big handprint that seemed to be able to encompass the mountains and rivers, and at a speed of light, through the space between the two, it was grabbed at him.

This speed ......

With such a terrifying speed and sudden impact, even Soul Kui secretly let out a bitter cry, his body tensed suddenly, and a trace of dark gray spiritual light rushed out, turning into countless body protection spiritual rays, strictly enveloping his whole person.

Bang!

The big mudra came in an instant, and the next moment, under the gaze of countless terrifying eyes, the five fingers were bent and stretched, and at the same time as the crystal color of azure blue appeared, Soul Kui's heart was also instantly enveloped by a sense of panic, and he found that these fortifications he had set up could not play any role.

"Senior Brother Soul Kui...... Will it die ......?"

At this time, I don't know who whispered such a sentence.

That's right, if Ao Shuang really doesn't stop, or still does his best, Soul Kui may really die.

"Ugh!"

The howl of pain from Soul Quina suddenly came out from the big mudra, hearing this voice, the faces of all the disciples instantly turned white, as we all know, the disciples who joined the Soul Pavilion have quite a deep attainment in the power of the soul, and the power of the soul is linked to the state of mind and even the nature of the heart.

It can be said responsibly that even if he experiences the pain of ten thousand ants, Soul Kui will not let out even a single roar, but at this moment, he is screaming out unscrupulously, perhaps, except for Ao Shuang, no one can know what kind of power is used in that big mudra!

"Broken...... It's also a rebirth......"

While staring at the big handprint in the void, the corners of his arrogant lips also trembled slightly, and after he finished speaking, a trace of fierceness suddenly crossed his eyes, and the right hand that was raised in vain was even more suddenly shaken, and suddenly, a more poignant howl, even reaching the tragic Cheng dù, immediately came out of the handprint.

"Uhh!!h

And the scream, after reaching a certain height, came to an abrupt end, don't think about it, it must be the soul Kui in it, who can't bear such a huge pressure, and faints alive, it's really hard to imagine that a Tianjiao Fengchu-level disciple who is about to reach the realm of a high-level spirit king can be tortured to such an extent by a low-level spirit king.

Then, Ao Shuang controlled the big mudra and put the soul Kui, who had fainted as the disciples imagined, on the martial arts stage, and his figure also fell from the air, and his palm swirled slightly, ingesting the power of his mind into the handprint in his palm.

It was only at this time that everyone saw the tragic scene of Soul Kui, not only did his clothes become ragged and shabby, but his breath was even more sluggish and terrifying, just like the dying man, and I don't know if it was because he used "Qixing Tearing Night Hand" or was too seriously injured, his whole body was still trembling slightly, and his lips were bloodless.

Looking at the soul kui in front of him, Ao Shuang squatted down, stretched out his right hand, and pressed his index finger and middle finger on the latter's forehead, and after feeling his physical condition slightly, he withdrew his right hand and got up slowly, his voice was indifferent.

"Wake up in three days......"

But although the arrogant voice was unwavering, like a deep clear pool, the hundreds of disciples watching the battle on the martial arts arena were already shocked and couldn't say a word, is this Nima still a human being? The seventeenth person on the "Magnificent List" was defeated like this, and it seemed to be easier than defeating the swordsman yesterday?

Is it because of the spiritual enhancement?

They really have nothing to say, whether it is the disciple who saw Ao Shuang defeat the swordsman yesterday, or the person who saw him fight for the first time, they were deeply impressed by such a terrifying strength, if the difference in strength was not large, maybe they could still see through some of the mysteries, but if the leap was too big, it was really like a stubborn chaos, blocking their snooping.

Everyone's eyes of envy, awe, or worship converged on the young man in the martial arts arena at this time, maybe they also imagined that they would one day be able to trample their opponents under the eyes of all eyes and feel everyone's eyes, but at this moment, only Ao Shuang is the only one who can do this.

However, they didn't see it, in a certain moment, there was also a trace of pale between the arrogant expressions, and after the "Desolate Hand" broke through to the "Firmament Hand", the consumption of soul power when using it also became extremely large, and even a little beyond his expectations.

But this kind of power is really good, just now imprisoned Soul Kui in it, Ao Shuang really experienced a certain feeling of being above a qiē and controlling the life and death of thousands of living beings, only one thought is needed to make him completely removed, but after all, this is the Soul Pavilion, and Soul Kui didn't provoke himself, not to mention convergence or non-convergence, if he can not be a killer, just be a little calmer.

"Ao Shuang, the big mudra you cast just now is a spiritual method, right?"

At this time, the listening soul, which had been in a state of contemplation, suddenly asked out loud.

"That's right, listen to Uncle Soul Master, its name is called "Firmament Hand"!"

Giving a disciple's salute to the former, Ao Shuang thought that Soul Kui meant something else, that is, he looked at Soul Kui, who was infinitely close to the state of death, and shook his head a little helplessly: "The disciple is stupid and stupid, and he can't fully master this spiritual method, and after some deduction yesterday, he just made some breakthroughs, and this kind of control is really a little poor." ”

“......”

The disciples were silent for a while, if it weren't for the difference in strength, I'm afraid they would have scolded a long time ago, and even the soul twitched the corners of their mouths, because not only these disciples, but even he, who had lived for five hundred years, also did not have his own spiritual method, and he had never even touched the edge of the spiritual method.

If Ao Shuang is counted as a gifted and stupid person, their qualifications ......

"Don't think about it......"

The old and refined listening soul naturally knows what the wry smile at the corner of Ao Shuang's mouth represents, but it seems that he remembered something, and just about to say something, even after his lips showed a hint of trembling, he held back again, and just fell silent to himself.

In this regard, Ao Shuang is not easy to speak, listening to the soul can guess his thoughts, and why can't he do it? The spiritual method is really too difficult to comprehend, even for the former who has reached the spiritual holy realm, I am afraid it is also a big shock and blow.

"That's right......"

After a full silence for a long time, Tingsoul raised his head and looked at Ao Shuang: "Today's battle can be regarded as an end at this time, Ao Shuang, you are very good, in my Soul Pavilion, there have been many years, and there has been no disciple as talented as you, there are some words, maybe people in my position should not say it, but if I don't say it, I'm afraid there is no soul, let alone say it." ”

Hearing the words 'soulless', an indifferent figure couldn't help but appear in Ao Shuang's mind.

"Let me ask you, am I weak in the Soul Pavilion?"

Hearing this, Ao Shuang was stunned, and he didn't know what to say.

In fact, not only him, but all the disciples and elders in the entire martial arts arena were silent after being slightly stunned, this question, it seems needless to say, if you compare it with the soul power martial artists in other sects, the soul pavilion is tantamount to a well-deserved overlord, but compared with the other three pavilions in the Blue Sun Dao Sect, there is indeed a huge gap in overall strength.

Seeing that Ao Shuang was like this, and everyone in the entire martial arts arena was like this, Tingsoul slowly shook his head: "Say what you think in your heart, don't have any scruples, the sky is falling, and I and Soulless can also help you hold on!"

When the sky falls, it can also help you hold on!

Even though Ao Shuang is not a person who is emotional and easily moved, but after hearing this sentence and the undoubted one contained in it, his heart still can't help but warm, because of his identity on the earth, and because of this road against the sky on the domain continent, which makes every martial artist extremely lonely, and even indifferent to the feeling of home.

But at this moment, Ao Shuang looked at the group of Soul Pavilion disciples on the martial arts arena, as well as the listening soul, as well as the You Wusoul recalled in his mind, his heart was pounded fiercely, this was a certain feeling that was almost like a harbor, it was a little kind, as if the elders of the family were teaching themselves what they had learned to themselves.

His expression was slightly moved, and he took a deep breath: "Uncle Shi, I thought that there were no natural weaklings at all, throughout the ages, from martial artists to soul masters, from alchemists to refiners, and even from poison masters to array masters, there are countless heroes of heavenly arrogance, among them, not everyone is so talented, but why they can become strong is because of their unwavering martial heart!"

"The life of a martial artist has ebbed and flowed, but who is willing to be cowardly? In a small family, a small sect, and even in the Blue Sun Dao Sect, no matter what, you should maintain a firm heart! With the attainment of soul power alone, the Soul Pavilion is not a weak pavilion, although the other three pavilion disciples Pang Duo, Tianjiao Feng Chu have come out one after another, but on the "Magnificent List", the soul pavilion disciples also have a place! And ......"

Speaking of this, Ao Shuang's heart was extremely open-minded, and his pride rose: "Half a year later, at the year-end martial arts, I will personally meet for a while to experience the battle and the royal road, and carry the banner of my Soul Pavilion! Let them know the name of the strong, as well as my arrogance!"