Chapter 308: Immortal Cultivation Conference (40)

The disciples under the ring also shouted: "Mo Xuelian is not a martial artist, this belongs to playing Lai, this is okay, I have already taken out my family's ancestral sweat medicine, I promise that I can enter the top three, believe it or not, but the first is still Mo Xuelian's, Mo Xuelian's drug is too powerful, I can't beat her." After the people in the ring finished making fun of him, he began to laugh out loud.

Mo Xuelian's face was not good-looking at this time, these were all done by Demon Flower Xili, it was it that did it without her knowledge, it was too late for her to stop it, but as her own spirit beast, no matter how she explained, it was useless, Mo Xuelian was not good at arguing at this time, so she could only bear it silently.

Mo Xuelian thought for a while, then she walked up to He Ping and bowed: "Senior Brother He, I'm sorry, I couldn't help but put the drug for a while, this time it won't be, I hope you don't worry about me." ”

He Ping looked at Mo Xuelian, he was a little embarrassed at this time, so he waved his hand: "Okay, I'm a big man who doesn't care about you in general, forget it, then let's go on, what if we haven't decided the winner yet?"

Mo Xuelian saluted He Ping again: "Thank you Senior Brother He for your magnanimity, let's continue." He Ping puffed the soil on his buttocks, and smiled again: "It's okay, I'm afraid that others will apologize to me, so don't be polite." ”

Mo Xuelian then used the sound transmission to teach Demon Flower Xili a hard lesson, and Demon Flower Xili also felt Mo Xuelian's anger, and didn't dare to talk, it drilled into Mo Xuelian's head and into the bun, as if as long as he drilled deep, he was not talking about himself.

He Ping took a few steps back and looked at Mo Xuelian again: "Come on, let's have a real fight, and we will decide the winner." As he spoke, he clasped his palms together and slashed towards Mo Xuelian from top to bottom, this palm carried an incomparably huge pressure, the surrounding maple trees were trembling, the ground was trembling, the raindrops in the air seemed to be frozen at this time, and He Ping's clothes were also making a slight sound.

Mo Xuelian didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, she stretched out her hand and spread forward, the water on the ground instantly turned into gas, and the gas turned into fog again, Mo Xuelian first hid herself in a thick fog, so that He Ping could not find her specific location, He Ping's blow was extremely fast, and with a palm blow, a deep ditch was left on the ground, extending into Mo Xuelian's thick fog.

Although Mo Xuelian dodged He Ping's blow, but the impact of this palm still knocked Mo Xuelian out three meters away, after He Ping's palm, the rain continued to fall, as if nothing had happened, Mo Xuelian reached out and took a few maple leaves, and threw them towards He Ping, the maple leaves with a force that broke the air, cut off one water droplet, and rushed towards He Ping with a scream that tore through the air.

He Ping saw that the blow was missed, and hurriedly protected his chest with his palms, and then his palms quickly became larger and thicker, and his palms pushed forward sharply, facing those maple leaves head-on, only to hear a bang, He Ping's whole person was swept out, and there was still a trace of blood on his palms, Mo Xuelian was also affected by the force of this impact, and took a few steps back.

He Ping kicked the ground again, and rushed towards Mo Xuelian with a string of afterimages, his speed was so fast that it was invisible to the naked eye, Mo Xuelian had just stood firm, He Ping had already rushed to the front, and he smashed it straight at Mo Xuelian's head with one palm. 04

When Mo Xuelian saw it, she hurriedly dodged and retreated, but her shoulder was blown by the palm wind, and Mo Xuelian felt that her left shoulder was in sharp pain instantly, but fortunately, she still had armor protection, otherwise she would have been injured this time.

The people of the Ethereal Sect Alliance under the ring saw He Ping's extraordinary combat power, and they all raised their thumbs and admired, it was really amazing, I didn't expect this He Ping to hide deep enough, they all knew that this He Ping had two hits, but they didn't expect that they still had the upper hand in the face of Mo Xuelian, and the disciples of the Ethereal Sect Alliance under the ring, including the heads of several sects, also showed a long-lost smile.

At this time, the disciples of the Hidden Immortal Sect sweated for Mo Xuelian, some disciples stood in the crowd, their bodies twisted with Mo Xuelian's evasive posture, nervous, and some disciples also shouted loudly to scare He Ping, Guo Ningyang, the head of the Hidden Immortal Sect, stared at the ring with his eyes at this time, and there was a trace of sweat in his palms, and several elders also looked nervously at Mo Xuelian in the ring.

Mo Xuelian stretched out her hand again, and then the sky suddenly became clear, the sun hung high in the sky, the moisture on the ground turned into water vapor, and the water vapor slowly became nothing, the surrounding maple trees became dry at a speed visible to the naked eye, the fish in the river pond turned into scorched earth, and the scene in front of him slowly became blurred, such a hot high temperature shone on this land, Mo Xuelian's finger tapped in front of her, and then the whole air turned into a sea of fire.

The sea of fire was silent, and everything he saw slowly shrank in the fire, slowly turning into nothingness, He Ping was frightened by the sudden fire and retreated, and his body was like being roasted on a hot stove.

He Ping immediately stretched out his hand to form a magic seal, within three meters around his body, he was instantly covered by a transparent protective shield, He Ping felt a little better in the protective cover, he didn't dare to delay, he needed to interrupt Mo Xuelian's immortal method immediately, if he didn't do this, he would definitely suffer a big loss.

He Ping didn't care about his situation, and immediately took off again, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed Mo Xuelian, He Ping's five fingers at this time had turned into a kind of black, dark and swarthy, as black as a bottomless hell, and it also exuded a black gas, wrapping He Ping's right hand.

Weng Lei, the head of the Yuqing Sect under the ring, was taken aback when he saw it, isn't this my Yuqing Sect's Ten Thousand Withered Hands? If you want to learn this Ten Thousand Withered Hands stunt, you have to suffer that ordinary people can't endure, and you have to spend your whole life in nightmares, and it is difficult to practice without a strong patience and endless cultivation.

Ten thousand withered hands is the secret of the Yuqing Sect, it can also be said that no one wants to learn, if you want to practice this ten thousand withered hands, you have to deal with the dead all day long, within ten days after a person's death, live with the dead every day, absorb the dead air, solidify and form, hide in the body, if you want to use it, as long as it is stimulated.

Ten thousand withered hands can not be practiced by absorbing ten or eight dead people, if you want to become small, you must absorb the death qi of a thousand people, practice this skill, as long as you touch any position of the opponent's body in the hand, you will be infected by the death qi into the body, at most ten days, at least three days will be a life.

This ten thousand withered hands are very vicious, because the Yuqing Sect is one of the seven sects, and it also boasts of being a famous and decent family, although it is not explicitly said that it is not allowed to practice this ten thousand withered hands, but knowing this ten thousand withered hands, ordinary people can't stand this suffering.