Chapter 329: Imperial Art
The physical strength of the demon clan is far from being comparable to that of the human race, and seeing that the sky rushed down directly, Chu Yun also smiled slightly, and he was in harmony with his own mind, originally he needed a strong opponent to exercise his own glaze embodiment was the opportunity.
With a loud bang, Kong had already stood by Chu Yun's side, and his fists slammed down, and the two of them instantly became hand-to-hand combat, which was more blood-pumping than the spiritual power compared to hand-to-hand combat.
In a short period of time, the two of them don't know how many tricks have passed.
"This son is good, Li Changkong, Jian Wuyang is just like that"
The monks in the audience whispered, at this time, Li Changkong and Jian Wuyang's rankings on the Xuan List had long lost their prestige, and Chu Yun was the idol in their hearts at this time.
"If he's so powerful, why didn't we refute him when we talked about him just now?"
Some people didn't understand, but they also gasped, in case Chu Yun was really angry, they would probably suffer.
Bruises gradually appeared on Chu Yun and Kong, and the two of them stopped panting and looked at each other, and Kong also looked at Chu Yun in surprise, obviously underestimating each other's means and physical strength.
Chu Yun's physical strength and strength, since he was the same as himself, this was a point that he didn't expect.
The corners of the empty mouth hung a hint of curvature.
"You're good"
"You're not bad"
Sora clenched his hands into fists at this time and took a strange pose, and after that, the surrounding space gradually began to vibrate, and layers of humanoid water ripple-like spatial waves appeared around Sora's body.
Chu Yun felt the momentum and knew that this was the meaning, the comprehension of space, and he was not ambiguous, and he directly felt the ripples of each space.
"Falling Wave Space, Rising Tide in the Air Sea"
The clenched fists of the two arms of the empty air blasted out together, as if shattering everything, and the sun, moon and stars were also very small under this punch, like the wrath of the gods and the momentum of the coming catastrophe.
The corners of Chu Yun's clothes instantly shattered inside the ripples of space, which was the pressure caused by the squeezing formed by the spatial distortion.
"If people were in the middle, I would have become crumbs long ago."
Chu Yun looked at the oncoming layers of spatial ripples.
"The sea of swords is empty, ethereal"
Chu Yun pointed out with a sword, and in an instant, countless transparent Xuanjian swords flew out of the space behind Chu Yun, and one by one instantly passed through the ripples of the space, and some of them still did not disappear since they were twisted.
"This, this, this"
An old man was speechless, and tremblingly pointed to the scene below
"This is already a battle beyond this realm, this is a battle at the level of the Martial Emperor"
Chu Yun's sword sea instantly blocked the waves of the empty space, and the two of them were fighting by their will at this time, this was their own comprehension of martial arts, and there was no fluctuation of spiritual power at all.
"Gathering water into waves"
Sora clenched his fist again, and the space around Sora seemed to shrink into Sora's palm as it took out.
Chu Yun is also unambiguous.
"Sword"
The sword fingers were together, and all the floating swords converged into a huge swords, and the transparent swords loomed in the sunlight, which was extremely strange.
The two of them saw the timing and made a move at the same time, the giant sword and the giant fist collided head-on.
The two forces were like shattering the void, and everything became very small under this power, and all the monks felt like a drop in the ocean for a moment, and all the efforts and struggles were insignificant.
This is a real contest not the level of martial arts, the strength of spiritual power, even a simple speck of dust may be a fatal existence, the sun, moon and stars, heaven and earth are trembling.
The entire Heavenly Artifact City was shrouded in a terrifying atmosphere, and all the people did not dare to breathe loudly.
The spatial waves caused by the collision of spiritual power swept through everyone's skin, like a sharp knife slashing through the feeling, and the surrounding space of Chu Yun and Kong began to swell, and cracks appeared.
Chu Yun and Kong were both used to the limit, the huge Xuan Sword slashed through the sky, and the giant fist felt like smashing the earth.
"I'm going, who is this person? Since it's so powerful, why haven't I seen it before?"
Someone asked, but everyone looked at each other and shook their heads, in the state of Xuanzhou Chuyun is still a newcomer, but after this battle, it must be famous in Xuanzhou and the land of Shenzhou.
Chu Yun's name must be terrifying.
Chu Yun and Kong gradually flew out into the sky.
"Sword array, colorful"
Chu Yun gave an order, and fifty Xuan Swords flew out from behind him, floating in the void, forming a huge sword array, and the spiritual power of the surrounding heaven and earth condensed, and everyone knew what Chu Yun was going to do as soon as they saw the denser and denser spiritual power.
"You want to control me with a formation, delusional"
The empty figure disappeared in front of Chu Yun's eyes in an instant, and the huge spiritual power burst out and directly broke the enchantment.
At this time, the huge spiritual power of the Emperor of the Instrument dissipated in the air, not to meddle, but to meddle, if this spiritual power fell in the Heavenly Weapon City, it would be a disaster.
Chu Yun couldn't see the existence of the void at this time, the Xuanjian wrapped around his body was like a small ball surrounded by the Xuanjian, and slowly fell to the ground, seeing that the void refused to appear for a long time, the surrounding Xuanjian flew out of the space in all directions, and soon the surrounding space distorted.
There was a small space distortion and rotation in all directions, and the Xuanjian disappeared as soon as it flew in, but Chu Yun felt very faintly that those Xuanjian were still within his control.
After a while, figures appeared in the time-distorted space, all wearing thin masks carved by Xuanbing, without any breath of life, and their bodies were sprinkled with cold air, like ice corpses frozen for thousands of years.
The appearance of an ice corpse made everyone feel cold, and even their divine consciousness trembled, and the seven ice corpses finally fell to the ground, and the moment the miserable white toes touched the ground, a piece of cold ice appeared and froze the ground.
"What kind of demon is this?"
Everyone saw that since the ground could be frozen, the seven fell in turn, and the entire martial arts arena fell into a scene of ice and snow, and many things were silvery-white.
Only Chu Yun did not have Xuan Bing within three feet, but Xuan Bing was wrapping Chu Yun to form an ice cave to hold Chu Yun.
"Xuanbing Seventh Son, this is the Demon Emperor's trick, it seems that this person is your personal disciple"
Emperor Qi and Chu Yun also saw the doorway the moment they saw the ice corpse, this was a real emperor technique, so Chu Yun needed time to crack it and be serious.
The Seven Sons of Xuanbing is the famous work of the Demon Emperor, the Demon Emperor traveled all over the land of Shenzhou, the endless sea, and the wild forest to find the bones of seven ancient fierce beasts, and let his seven spirits melt into it and refine into seven battle maniacs.
All of them are existences in the realm of the Martial Emperor, so the Demon Emperor's Xuanbing Seven Sons is one of the most terrifying imperial techniques in the land of Shenzhou.
The Seven Sons of Xuanbing can be divided or gathered, that is to say, the caster of the ontology can absorb the spiritual power of the Seven Sons of Xuanbing at once to increase their own cultivation and increase their cultivation.
"The second son has a good heart, and he pointed out a few times"
The Demon Emperor also does not hide it, after all, this is public.
"This is the Seven Sons of Emperor Xuanbing"
Finally, some of the ancestors present saw the move that Sora had cast.
Hearing the imperial technique, everyone also looked at it seriously, Lin Xiyan and the others also frowned, if the imperial technique, I am afraid that Chu Yun will be more than lucky.
Although Chu Yun is powerful and his talent is also very high, the imperial technique is not comparable to ordinary martial arts, it can be said to be the comprehension and essence of a martial emperor's life.
The empty cultivation is placed there, so the power of the imperial technique is relatively small, but it is enough for the current Chu Yun, and the realms of these seven people are all the existence of the fivefold realm of the enlightenment realm.
It's like winter is coming, and it's extremely cold.
"Do you want my flame?"
Qian Huang asked at this time, Chu Yun shook his head, and he could still hold it now.
At this time, the Qilin Sword in his hand instantly turned red, this is a mysterious weapon refined by the Qilin Fire, and the power of the flame is not weaker than the Xuanbing Cold Qi, and sure enough, under the red Qilin Sword, the Xuanbing around Chu Yun gradually slid away.
Chu Yun stood on top of the Xuan Ice and a cold came from under his feet, but there was no way to do it, and the seven people also felt the scorching heat of the Qilin Sword.
One by one, they let out an angry roar, and huge ice spears appeared in their hands, flashing towards Chu Yun's cold light one by one. At this time, the space still did not stand up.
At this moment, Chu Yun felt that his back was cold, and a Xuan Bingzi had already stabbed it, and when he turned around, it was a sword, but with a bang, the Qilin Sword couldn't cut the ice gun in his hand, and his Qilin Sword was wrapped in a cold ice, but it also melted instantly.
More and more Xuan Bingzi participated in the battle, one, two, three, four...... When the last seven people went up together, Chu Yun also had a feeling that he couldn't parry well, and he retreated step by step.
The people above the audience also tightened their hearts when they looked at it, and some people wanted to go down, but they were stopped by the elders, just to cause chaos for Chu Yun.
"Sword Array, Seven Stars Shine in the Sky"
In an instant, all of Chu Yun's Xuan Swords flew back, and the number was also added a lot, and the huge sword group became seven groups, following the Xuanbing Seven Sons to fly over and drag the footsteps of the Xuan Bing Seven Sons, Chu Yun flew into the sky one by one.
But frowning and finding that the situation was not good, sure enough, at the moment when he turned around, the sky had already appeared above Chu Yun, and the ice staff in his hand smashed down fiercely.
Chu Yun fell down like a lost star and smashed into the middle of the martial arts arena, bringing out dust, ice chips flying sideways, and the sunlight appeared under the refraction of the ice chips, which was very beautiful.
But everyone was not in the mood to look at everything, and Chu Yun was the only focus.
Looking at the huge pit, Chu Yun was lying quietly in the middle, motionless, his body was covered with blood, his face was pale, his eyes were slightly closed, and the spiritual power fluctuations on his body were completely empty, like a dead person.
"How's it going?
"Cao, you kid have a little common sense, okay? If Chu Yun dies, can the Xuanjian still fight alone?"
A monk pointed at Chu Yun, and the sword formation that trapped the seven sons of Xuan Bing was still flashing, so Chu Yun was not dead.
"Immortal but also seriously wounded"
An elder looked at Chu Yun on the ground
"But although it was defeated, this battle was really thrilling"
Everyone agrees with this sentence.
Chu Yun squinted his eyes and looked upright at his own sky, he really had too many things to dare to use, and the Demon Emperor would definitely see the clues.
These people will also see the problem, and many of them are monks who participated in the sect back then. As soon as he revealed himself, although he was fine, the Chu family was finished.
In this life, I am not alone, fortunately I am a chaotic body glass body, and my defense is the strongest, otherwise I may really die under this blow.
Chu Yun gritted his teeth and slowly stood up, and he was not attacking, as if he was waiting for Chu Yun to stand up, this is a kind of conceit, confidence in himself.
"Blue Lotus Sword Song"
Chu Yunxuan's spiritual power skyrocketed, and the golden lines around him spread little by little, and the lotus flowers bloomed one after another, as if they were washing away the dirt in everyone's hearts.
Everyone gradually forgot the feeling of cold, and the golden spiritual power gave people a kind of sacred majesty and holiness.
Chu Yun stepped on the blooming lotus flower step by step, Chu Yun raised his foot and a lotus flower bloomed and dragged Chu Yun's scarred body, looking at Chu Yun step by step lotus flower, the momentum and age of each foot were completely inconsistent, as if he had lived for thousands of years.
"Looks like you're finally serious?"
"Come and don't be rude"
"But although your move Qinglian Sword Song is powerful, it mainly restrains the Demon Dao Technique, and it doesn't do much harm to my demon clan," Sora also expressed his opinion.