The Invincible Myth of Wuxia

Chapter 69 One move to defeat the enemy

After the poisonous fog was dispelled by him, Song Pingsheng looked at the man in black who was hiding aside, quietly hiding his figure, and wanted to leave here, and looked at him playfully.

He is very curious about this person who has been hiding his strength, making Wen Lan hide aside, hiding for a long time without finding a chance to attack.

The other party has been covering his face, there must be a reason, and the others are looking for allies to enter the Yi King's tomb together, only he is alone.

Either Yigao is bold, not afraid of siege, and feels that no one can threaten him.Either they are very familiar with this mausoleum, know some hidden places, and can escape at any time.

After Song Pingsheng stared at the man in black for a while, he saw that the man was still relatively honest, standing alone by the side of the high platform, and did not make any drastic moves.

So he left this person aside first, and walked to the coffin in the center of the high platform.

The surrounding statues were affected by the fight just now, and many of them were damaged, and some traces of formations were found around them.

It seems that before he came, the man in black should have cracked the protective formation here, and then he was stopped by Jin Weiyuan who arrived suddenly in the process of taking the treasure.

The two argued endlessly for a while, both wanting to get more benefits, especially since Jin Weiyuan knew that his ally Wen Lan was fighting in the dark, and he rejected the other party's [-]-[-] proposal.

Song Pingsheng was quite interested in the treasures inside, and it shouldn't be bad for the three of them to try their best to swallow them all.

Now, due to systematic reasons, he doesn't care about ordinary treasures at all. In terms of martial arts, the two god-level martial arts he has practiced may not be found in the entire Jiang Kingdom.

He stretched out his palm and hit the stone coffin. The lid of the coffin, which weighed hundreds of kilograms, flew out and landed heavily on the ground in the distance.

Song Pingsheng stretched his head and looked at the scene inside, and found that in the coffin, which was one meter wide and five meters long, in addition to a rotting corpse, there were several funerary objects quietly placed around it.

In addition to the mysterious martial arts and two hundred-year-old black irons mentioned by Jin Weiyuantang, there is also a jade box that is big and square, and a scepter that is made of unknown objects.

After putting the animal skin and the hundred-year-old black iron that recorded the mysterious martial arts into the mustard space, Song Pingsheng took the jade box and looked it over carefully for a while, but he didn't open it, but packed it up.

Turning to the man in black, he said, "Now there are only you and me here, and I am not a bloodthirsty person. You take off the black step, let me see your true face, and answer me a few questions, You might leave."

"Why should I trust you? Also, do you really think you can win against me?" The man in black replied in a tone of displeasure, as if the life and death opponent looked down on him so much and wanted him to submit obediently.

Song Pingsheng put the Fallen Leaf Qingfeng Sword on the coffin lid beside him, played with the mysterious scepter, turned his back to the man in black and said, "If you don't believe me, you can try it yourself, but it's just that when I make a move, it's not easy." Blood must be seen, as for whether you can save your life, it depends on whether I agree."

"In that case, let's see the real chapter under my hand. Although I think my strength is not as good as yours, I am still somewhat sure of escaping my life." The man in black looked dignified. the back.

Although he has doubts about this deliberately exposed flaw, he really doesn't want to take such a good opportunity at this time. Maybe he can use this opportunity to escape from here and save himself from falling into the hands of the other party, allowing others to control his life and death.

The man in black didn't know that he was practicing all kinds of martial arts. He stepped out again and again, as if changing shape, and came to the middle of the high platform within a few breaths.

A jet of black true energy appeared in his hands, his arms went straight up and down, and he charged forward. Endless power poured out, aimed at Song Pingsheng's back, and shot at the same time, as if to put him to death.

When Song Pingsheng felt that the other party was about to approach him, he turned his back to him and threw the mysterious scepter straight. This blow contained [-]% of his strength, and with a sharp sound of piercing the air, it flew towards the black man. The clothes man bumped away.

At the same time, the Ben Lei Xuan Xu was running, and he hurriedly stepped aside, flashing aside in an instant.

Then he turned around and directly performed the Tiangang Qiankun Palm in the Tiangang Divine Art, a form of "Tianwei Gangcheng", with bursts of piercing sounds, his right hand flipped in the air, and his left hand slightly raised.

This move is as if the power of the heavens came down to the world, and the qi formed itself. After the man in black broke the flying scepter, his palms fell directly on the man's chest.

Song Pingsheng tried his best to intimidate the opponent and give him a bad start.

The martial arts of the three centers in the body are running at the same time. Although it is only the true qi that has been transformed, when it hits the man in black, it breaks the opponent's protective true qi without any effort.

A huge force fell heavily on his chest. It seemed like just one move, only one palm, but it was like a huge wave, and he received more than 32 palms in an instant.

It's a pity that his Tiangang Divine Art is only at the early stage of Xiantian, and this Tiangang Qiankun Palm can only hit 32 palms in an instant, if he cultivates to the middle stage of Xiantian.

When fighting with people, it seems that there is only a simple palm. When the true energy is sufficient, it can hit eight or eight 64 chapters in an instant when it first touches the opponent's body. It can be said to be endless. The enemy is undefeated with this palm technique.

After the man in black was hit on the chest by his 32 palms in a row, if he hadn't been born with a strong physique, and his zhenqi was extremely strong, far exceeding the same level, he would have been killed on the spot just by this blow.

His body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and he was still spitting out blood when he was in the air. When he landed on the ground, the black night clothes on his chest were already in tatters, and the black mask on his face fell aside. .

The body lay on the ground and struggled for a long time before standing up, revealing a strange face, but because of the serious injury just now, his face was sallow now, looking like he was seriously ill, and he looked at Song Pingsheng in horror while clutching his chest.

This was the first time he had seen a person with such profound skill in the early stage of congenital. From the palms of the opponent just now, he felt that only the true energy of those in the late stage of congenital could compete with him.

Song Pingsheng clapped his hands casually, as if the blow just now was just casual, and he didn't care how much damage this palm caused to others.

Walking up to the man in black step by step, Song Pingsheng had some vague suspicions in his heart when he saw the face that did not resemble Jiang Guo.

This flat-nosed, brown-haired, sunken-eyed look is so different from the murals he saw in the cave before, so imagined.

"Looking at your appearance, you shouldn't be from my Jiang country. Tell me about your own background. Don't worry, I won't kill you. I'm just curious." Song Pingsheng looked at this person with great interest. It was the first time he saw a human race outside of Jiang country.

The man in black barely calmed down the turbulent qi in his body for a while, and after recovering from the serious injury on his chest, he said with a wry smile, "You really don't look like a person in the early days of congenital, if it weren't for your immature age, and your ancestors The large formation in the mausoleum is still in operation, I really doubt if you are an old monster in the late stage in disguise."

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