Li Xu didn't know when he felt powerless the last time, maybe it was He Basong riding his horse and ramming his frame.

Just now, Dao Sheng gently waved a palm.

This palm made Li Xu realize his powerlessness.

A fluttering palm, but it led to his unimaginable wind, the Dao Saint's true qi was peaceful, but there was an irresistible force in the majestic atmosphere.

The emperor clenched his fists, his true qi swelled all over his body, and his backhand fists were handed out, and the fierce red true qi was just against the strong, but the final result was defeated.

Since Li Xu's martial arts achievements, he has always used strength and power to suppress people, almost endless fierce true qi, no matter who he is, he has to obediently lie down and admit defeat, as for those warriors who abused Tubo, they were swept away by the autumn wind.

Today, the emperor finally encountered an opponent who could not be defeated by relying on true qi alone, in front of the Dao Sheng's majestic splitting palm, Li Xu could already be said to have lost a step in terms of strength, and he could only be regarded as stabilizing his position by taking a few steps back.

"Pressing people with force is like manipulating a sledgehammer, although no one can stop it, but if you are not careful, you must be careful of hurting yourself. ”

Dao Sheng raised his head and looked at Li Xu: "Although your true qi is a bit interesting, but if the technique stops there, then you are not qualified to say no to me." ”

Li Xu felt a storm in the back of his head, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, he turned his head, but saw Sikong Langyue's face showing horror, and his hands clenched into fists and went straight to the back of his head.

What's the matter with this king of thieves, sneak attack at this time?

Li Xu didn't think much about it, and his backhand was struck out with a palm, but this time before he hit Sikong Langyue, the king of thieves changed his body, and according to a method that Li Xu had never seen before, he missed more than three feet, and actually dodged this palm.

Although Sikong Langyue retreated, the fist strength brought by the sneak attack just now was condensed and not dispersed, and when the air attacked, Li Xu only felt that the fist strength was like a thousand miles of ice, with a domineering cold true qi, which was definitely not Sikong Langyue's original martial arts path.

Not only Sikong Langyue, but also He Basong and Li Guizi also showed a frightened look on their faces, their bodies swayed, and they each used fists and kicks that Li Xu had never seen before.

He Basong's true qi is so strong that it has an innate killing intent, while Li Guizi's true qi is feminine and implicit, which is obviously not their routine.

Li Xu was flustered for a while, and was surrounded by the three of them in the middle, and he couldn't get out for a moment.

"Both self-conscious and self-serving, melancholy and sad. Dao Sheng continued: "What is special about the martial arts of the three of them?"

Sikong Langyue, He Basong, and Li Guizi are obviously the means of the Dao Sheng, Sikong Langyue has been frightened by himself, He Basong is already a waste person with all the meridians, as for Li Guizi, he is now moving and walking like a crutch.

There is no need to guess, this is obviously a means of the Dao Saint.

However, Li Xu's usually invincible candlelight technique has no effect here, although Sikong Langyue and the other three people have fear clearly written on their faces, they can't sense any of their emotions, and these three people are like dead things, without the slightest emotion revealed.

"The predecessors are so aggressive, it is inevitable to lose the bearing of the saints, everyone in the world respects the predecessors as saints, how can these second-rate characters in the rivers and lakes be called saints when they are turned into puppets?"

As soon as Li Xu's words came out, he only made Dao Sheng laugh.

"The people of the world call me holy, but it is their wishful thinking. It is necessary to know that there is no end to man, there is no merit of gods and men, and there is no name of saints. Your martial arts cultivation has reached such a point, you should also have some understanding of the world's Dao people's hearts, why can't you even see this thing clearly?"

While speaking, He Basong, Li Guizi and Sikong Langyue cooperated with Li Xu's fists and feet, obviously coming up with a set of extremely powerful combined attack techniques, and the emperor gradually fell behind, but there are thirteen Taibao who practice the golden bell jar to protect themselves, and they can also eat a few painless attacks for the time being.

Li Xu calmed down, the crimson true qi gradually condensed into substance, the true qi wandered outside his body, and his body was bathed in crimson mist, determined to use the means of condensing and transforming the gods to win back a city.

The true qi around his body was agitated, Li Xu handed it out with a finger of his backhand, and the five desires and six dusts were matched with the fierce and fierce true qi, and the first one hit He Basong, who was the weakest among the three.

Although I don't know what kind of means the Dao Sage used to turn these three people into puppets, He Basong is a hard-hit person after all, and the congenital deficiency is that the Dao Sage as a supplement cannot adjust the shortcomings.

The emperor used the power of condensation to perform the dusty Buddhism stunt for many years, and the first finger was handed out to have hit He Basong hard, and under this finger, the unlucky He Ba Shaoxia's chest made a crisp breaking sound, which was obviously the result of the ribs in the chest being broken by the emperor with a heavy hand.

"The predecessors really had a good means, and they actually condensed the true qi into silk threads, penetrated into the key points around them, turned the living into puppets that could be manipulated with their fingertips, and even gave birth to three completely different kinds of true qi. ”

Li Xu shouted, by fighting just now, the emperor had already figured out the way of these three people, and the Dao Saint condensed his true qi into silk and then penetrated into the key points of these three people, and used his true qi to use his magic tricks to turn these three people into chess pieces that he could control, and then set up a game with himself here.

The thread of true qi condensed by the Dao Sage is neither real nor virtual, even if it is not detected by fluctuation sensing or candle illumination, Li Xu only detected the faint impropriety by relying on the erosion of his own true qi on the surrounding space, and finally solved this puzzle.

As soon as He Basong went, the situation of the encirclement and suppression of these three people immediately relaxed a lot, and the emperor counterattacked with both palms, and Li Xu had just used the limit of the true qi of these three people by fighting.

Dao Sheng's use of these two people as puppets is destined to be one layer worse.

If Li Xu's output limit is ten, the output of Dao Sheng's splitting palm is about twelve, and the true qi limit of these three puppets is only about eight at most, and it is really a bit unbelievable whether they can trap Li Xu for a moment, or their set of combined attack techniques.

However, now that He Basong has been broken by Li Xu with five desires and six dusts, the remaining two naturally can't maintain the exquisite combined attack method, revealing flaws, and Li Xu naturally seized the opportunity to easily break it.

"The mud plough cracks, and the tragedy seeps. ”

Li Xu's fists danced, and the two fists blessed by Mobei Martial Arts took the middle palace with two completely different strengths, breaking through the defenses of Li Guizi and Sikong Langyue with absolute speed advantage, and struck them hard in the chest, knocking them away easily.

Dao Sheng stood on the courtyard wall, the three puppets had been knocked down, but he himself had no joy or sorrow.

"You're from the palace?"

Li Xu was silent, and with the eyesight of the Dao Sage, he could naturally see the way of martial arts through his own shots.

"With the thirteen Taibao horizontal practice of the golden bell jar as the backbone, it is very good, this set of green mechanics is strong and simple, dark and Tianxingjian's magic degree, and the Mobei martial arts you practice are also quite wonderful, plus my Wanhua cardinal's arm, no wonder you have the current achievements. ”

Dao Sheng sneered: "It's a pity that you are too cunning, relying on the power of the cardinal Wanhua to forcibly combine the virtual and the real, after all, the foundation is unstable, the extreme intention of the Mobei martial arts has not been achieved, and the water mill of the thirteen Taibao horizontal training golden bell jars has not yet arrived, you can bully those juniors with such martial arts, but for me, it is far from enough." ”

Before the sentence was finished, the Dao Sage slashed out a palm in the air, although the palm power true qi contained in this palm was far inferior to the grandeur and strength that came before, and the strength was far inferior, but this high and difficult to find palm power was redundant, like a sharp blade that easily broke through the emperor's hard shell.

The outer gang of the thirteen Taibao horizontal practice golden bell jar contained in front of this palm turned into mud and paper paste, which was easily broken by the Taoist saint, and this palm was lightly imprinted on the emperor's chest, which shocked Li Xu's true qi in the dantian, and the almost infinite true qi in the dantian actually went to the empty building, flashing a clean one.

Wow, Li Xu spit out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person sat on the ground, with his palms on the ground, without any other movement.