Chapter Thirty-Three: The Battle of the Loose Son
The white light of the immeasurable jade inner space was blazing, and the dazzling light flashed in front of him, and Xiaoyaozi's figure gradually condensed. The light in his eyes was moving, and the true qi of confidence and domineering filled this world.
Xiaoyaozi punched him, and the punch had endless power, and the indomitable momentum made people unable to think of dodging at all. Pan Dao's innate skill ran to the meridians of his arm, and he also punched out, hitting hard.
The Ancestor of the Carefree Sect in front of him was the same age as him, and he had no reason to be afraid to dodge. Pan Dao is equally confident that he will lose to anyone his age. Now in this immeasurable jade, this battle is just used to demonstrate his combat effectiveness and improve his combat experience.
The fists of the two slammed together, the true anger was agitated, and the clothes were windless. Pan Dao's eyes froze, his body shifted slightly, and the Bright Fist was punched out for the first time. However, the patriarch of the Xiaoyao School also punched him, and the boxing method was also a bright fist.
Pan Dao was taken aback, and Jin Yangong withdrew and kicked Xiaoyaozi's fist. The strength of his feet was fierce and pressing, and he wanted to dispel Xiaoyaozi's phantom with one blow, but he looked at each other, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Xiaoyaozi was not flustered, his body moved suddenly, and he turned around in a leisurely way, and at the same time moved to Pan Dao near the front, and hit it with a palm, and the palm power was blowing in the wind, and the force was like a thousand pounds.
Seeing that he reacted so quickly, knowing that the phantom of Lu Dao was as difficult to deal with as a real person, he retracted his mind, and slapped Xiaoyaozi with his palm, and the two palms were facing each other and retreated. The momentum continued to increase, and the temptation ended.
Xiaoyaozi instantly became extremely strong, and he pointed out, and the momentum was so strong that people couldn't react. Pan Dao's face changed, and he had no choice but to deal with it with one yang finger. A finger swept through the air
Incredibly, Xiaoyaozi only moved his body slightly half a step to avoid a yang finger, his body floated like the wind, and turned his finger into a palm to hit Pan Dao's body, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the person flew out upside down.
Pan Dao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were firm, a yang finger burst out, and his energy burst out. There is no intention of avoiding it at all. A punch slammed into Pan Dao's face.
The punch pressed against the skin, and the wind tingled the nerves. Pan Dao's expression was solemn, Maha pointed to the opponent's Cloud Gate to ask for acupoints, and Xiaoyaozi's bright fist suddenly burst out. Immeasurable light and uprightness.
Pan Dao was stunned. It's a move I've used. I saw that the Bright Fist was extremely powerful. Righteous and upright, Pan Dao praised with a look, what a bright fist. The usage is even stronger than his.
Xiaoyaozi Xiao Wuxiang Gong can imitate any martial arts moves, and the power is not worse than the original. His face was domineering and direct, and he punched him, which made Pan Dao have some momentum that he didn't dare to defend against.
The innate skill traveled through the meridians, Pan Dao drew his sword vigorously, the seven-star swordsmanship slashed away, the Tianshu sword style was even more violent, and the sword qi rushed at Xiaoyaozi. I thought that victory was expected, but I might as well point it out with a finger, and the sword qi was dispersed by the transformation of the finger, and this was the martial arts of Yiyang Finger.
Pan Dao seemed to have expected it, his Jin Yangong longitudinally Xiaoyaozi's side, the long sword swung and swept towards his chest, shaking the light sword style changeable, and the sword technique stabbed at Xiaoyaozi's cloud gate, and the middle of the key points.
Xiaoyaozi dodged and dodged, and he retreated in a leisurely way, elegant and agile. Pan Dao's swordsmanship followed closely behind, and at the same time, a yang finger shot out, and the finger power turned into a shape, the speed was like a pillar of light, and a drop of blood exploded in the air.
The two stood at each other at a distance, neither of them made the first move, their true qi continued to rise, and their momentum overwhelmed the entire space. Xiaoyaozi moved, and as soon as he made a move, he was a yang finger, arrogant and domineering.
"Damn. Pan Dao scolded secretly, he avoided a yang finger, and the long sword swung its blade and slashed straight towards Xiaoyaozi. Xiaoyaozi smiled disdainfully, approached Pan Dao's side, and sealed all the ways with a point.
Xiaoyaozi's handsome smile had a hint of bewitchment, his fist blasted out and went straight to Pan Dao, and then swept with another palm, the lotus palm stroked lightly, but the power should not be underestimated. Pan Dao dodged sideways, and the seven-star sword technique made his wrist shake, and the blade of the sword slashed towards the opponent's arm.
Kaiyang-style light and masculine, a sword sweep domineering and indomitable, Xiaoyaozi's face was always expressionless, he jumped up in the air with a movement, and kicked Pan Dao's neck.
Pan Dao turned his head to avoid it, he did not retreat, but advanced, and stepped into the waist of Maha and pointed at Xiaoyaozi, and the finger power became extremely large. Xiaoyaozi's feet kicked, and suddenly their fingers and feet intersected, and both of their bodies were shocked, and they kept retreating.
The atmosphere was solemn, the two people in the space looked at each other and moved, one person and one punch suddenly fought together, after a few moves, Pan Dao fell from mid-air, both are first-class realms, and the difference in strength is not comparable to the other party.
Pan Dao stood up with his sword, he slashed out with a sword, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the figure flew to Xiaoyaozi's side, and Yiyang pointed out. Xiaoyaozi Xiao Wuxianggong is extremely strong, one yang finger to one yang finger, at the same time, his internal force surged, a palm slapped on Pan Dao's body, and his body flew out sideways.
Pan Dao fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood spat out, and his face turned pale. Xiaoyaozi walked with leisurely steps, his eyes were cold and ruthless, and his palm slowly stretched out, and he slapped it down.
Pan Dao closed his eyes, his mind became trance, when he came to the world of the Eight Heavenly Dragons, he had lost many times, but those were all people whose martial arts were higher than his realm. However, this time he still failed miserably, competing with his generation, and he lost to Tianjiao Xiaoyaozi.
So unwilling, Pan Dao's heart roared angrily. He thought of Ling Qing, thought of Ah Zi, and thought of Dugu Xiaomeng, how unwilling he was, he hadn't told them about parting yet, he thought of Ding Chunqiu, how unwilling he was, he hadn't duel with them yet. He thought of Qiao Feng, thought of Duan Yu, and thought of Xuzhu, how unwilling he was, he hadn't yet learned their martial arts.
Reluctant to do what, he lost. Although he knew that his life would not be in danger, he was beaten out like this, and he really lost face. Pan Dao was lying on the ground, his breath became vague, he had gone through so many battles, he had broken through, could it not be this time? He reached out and touched his waist, there was a hidden weapon Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle, if he used it, could he turn defeat into victory.
No, Pan Dao gave up this tempting idea, he is a martial artist, he has to have his own dignity if he loses. His martial arts kept flashing in his mind, the seven-star swordsmanship surged into the sky, a yang finger flashed out, the bright fist method was mighty, the Prajna palm, the Maha finger, the snowflake swordsmanship, the getaway and so on were like watching the flowers.
The Phaseless Divine Skill exploded at this moment, Pan Dao's spiritual power became extremely active, his martial arts were constantly blended, and the move changes were practiced to suit his own moves, and he was creating moves.
Innate creation, grandmaster creation, only the martial arts that truly belong to oneself can achieve the opportunity of shattering the void. Just practicing the exercises of others, then you may be able to become a generation of grandmasters, but if you want to break through the limit and enter the meditation, you will also completely cut off the direction of progress.
Pan Dao's brows furrowed, he was sometimes in pain, sometimes he was stretching, the change of moves in his heart, in that moment, maybe a light year had passed, he opened his eyes violently, and the Great Dao Dream Fist struck out.
He succeeded, his fist was invincible, and it was infused with his will, his experience. Pan Dao's eyes were full of hope, he had his protection, and his tone was calm and calm, "Great Dao Divine Fist, the first form, the reincarnation of big dreams." "The fist method rolls up the void, and the power is endless.
"Big dreams reincarnate. "Perhaps his arrival is a dream, the past life has passed in the past, and the life of this life has just begun, where he has his lover, he has his friends. Then the past was like a dream, and now it is just another reincarnation.
Pan Dao punched out, the fist intent was really reincarnated, Xiaoyaozi's palm dissipated into invisibility, and the reincarnation fist bombarded his body, his figure became hazy, and gradually disappeared here.
Dao God Fist, one punch, one dream, one reincarnation, domineering. It's an end, but it's also a new life. Xiaoyaozi didn't have the ability to resist at all, Pan Dao's smile appeared, and a ray of light appeared on his body, recovering from internal and external injuries, but he was also unconscious in an instant.
At night, when the moon was in the sky, Pan Dao woke up from a coma, he was full of energy, and the strength in his body made him feel that he was real. The starlight sprinkled on his body, and he floated out of the dust, as if he was in the wind and was in the wind.
Pan Dao stood proudly in front of the immeasurable jade, he punched out, and the Great Dream of the Great Dao Divine Fist was reincarnated, and the vast true qi shook the world. This is a martial arts move that belongs to Pan Dao, without the perseverance to see through the past, without that kind of strong protection, it is impossible to hit this punch. (To be continued......)