first evil king

Chapter 52 Divine Skills
How could it be so fast?Taoist Songming leaned down, groaned, Tie Bagua slapped the stage, turned over, and half-kneeled on the ground, avoiding the ugly fall, endured the severe pain of broken bones, and circulated true energy under his ribs , I couldn't stop being terrified.

Martial arts, brilliant martial arts!Their Tianshan School is known as the number one school in Nanyan. Although they dare not exaggerate their familiarity with martial arts in the world, they dare to say that they are familiar with most of the top martial arts in Nanyan Kingdom, but they have never seen or even heard of them. They have such unimaginable brilliance. Martial arts.

A true master of martial arts must cultivate both internally and externally. If you have a frame but no strength, you will use nothing. If you have strength but no frame, it is useless. Each level is generally equipped with corresponding martial arts, which complement each other. The higher the internal cultivation, the more brilliant martial arts you can practice. The advancement of the overall strength will be greater. The so-called leapfrog and leapfrog challenges, from a deeper point of view, rely on superior martial arts than the opponent.

However, where did a blue-rank warrior learn such a superb martial skill, and how could he practice such a miraculous martial skill as a warrior? If someone told him before today that a warrior learned a martial skill that might be a supporting martial skill for a warrior , he would definitely think it was a joke, but now, he just wanted to hit the wall.

This is not only the mind of Taoist Song Ming, but also the mind of most of the masters above the level of Wu Zong present, and many people are looking at the iron-faced boy with greedy eyes.

If he can obtain this set of martial arts, it may help him break through the realm that he has not been able to break through for many years, step into the realm of martial masters, and make the Tianshan faction truly the number one faction!

With an evil turn of his mind, Taoist Song Ming quickly flashed a sinister look in the depths of his eyes. He no longer cared about the innate master of the 'dark place'. Junxie.

The cloud and mud gap between Landuan Wuzong and Landuan warriors was displayed very clearly at this moment, which made Jun Xie feel suffocated, and also made the entire martial arts field feel extremely heavy instantly, even The air seemed to thicken.

"Boy, take the old man's trick." Taoist Song Ming took off the hypocritical mask of the senior master, showed a gloomy face, shouted, and rushed towards Jun Xie like a tiger descending the mountain. The golden light of the iron gossip in his right hand was shining in the eight directions above Eight golden gossips came out, respectively sealing Jun Xie's eight fatal acupoints, and his left palm was turned obliquely, ready to go.

"Damn, Illusionary Golden Hexagram, Prajna Palm, the shameless Song Ming old man, actually has the face to use Tianshan's unique skills against a blue warrior." Qin Zihao jumped up, with anger on his frightened pretty face, but he could only be angry. He had to jump his feet, finally, his broken heart was put together again, and in the end, this shameless old man dared to kill his idol.

Who would have thought that a generation of grandmasters, a blue-rank Wuzong master would be so shameless to give all his strength to a blue-rank warrior, and this situation really caught him off guard.

The distance is too far, the speed is too fast, even Daoist Qingfeng can't help, Doulao let out a loud exclamation, and there are all kinds of thoughts that change in an instant.

In the dark, Xiaobai's body shot out a golden light that could destroy the world in an instant. He was about to make a move, but when he saw Jun Xie's reaction, a gleam of light flashed across his golden eyes, and the golden light all over his body instantly disappeared without a trace.

In the martial arts arena, no one noticed that there was a super powerful existence in the dark corner, not even Daoist Qingfeng was aware of it.

As expected of Lan Duan Wuzong, what a powerful force!Jun Xie was startled and terrified, his deep and dark eyes shot out a few icy chills, but the corner of his mouth evoked a bloodthirsty beautiful smile.

The damned old man actually wants to abolish Lao Tzu, so don't blame Lao Tzu for being cruel.

With a cold snort evilly, facing this killer move, Jun Xie quietly turned his inner strength, advancing instead of retreating, and took a step forward. In the blink of an eye, the two had already encountered each other. Jun Xie's step , seeming to step on it randomly, it just stepped on the flaw of Taoist Songming's move, easily out of the control of his ultimate move.

Taoist Songming felt a slight tightness in his chest, as if punching the air with all his strength with his fist, and his blood was not flowing well. With a muffled snort, his left palm that was ready to go out suddenly pushed out, and a huge golden palm print appeared, with strong force, Suddenly set off a storm.

Facing such a ferocious attack, Jun Xie was like a reed, rolling in the wind and waves. His superb body style was quite similar to that of Bodhidharma who crossed the river with a reed, and everyone in the audience sang happily.

The prajna palm has softness and subtlety, it is a unique skill of the Tianshan School, just now Taoist Songming narrowly defeated the hero Li Fei of Guanzhou with the prajna palm, but now his most proud martial arts can't be done by a junior, and he is depressed It is inevitable that the mood will be extremely fluctuating, and Prajna Palm strives for a quick solution, the longer the time is dragged on, the greater the consumption of true energy.

Taoist Song Ming's face became redder and redder, and he kept urging the true energy in his body, and the power of his palms became more and more fierce. When the wind of the palm hit, even everyone in the audience could not stand still, and the circulation of true energy had reached its peak state , was about to strike the fiercest palm with all his strength, when a long and leisurely laughter suddenly came into his ears: "Old Taoist Songming, your set of 'Prajna Palm' is quite powerful, but unfortunately, the direction of the palm is a bit wrong, and there is more than enough force. Insufficient flexibility, tsk tsk, what a pity!"

"Pfft..." His whole body shook, Taoist Song Ming was aroused by these words, his true energy surged, his inner breath was in a mess, his chest was tight, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. As soon as the violent palm wind stopped, the altar recovered calm.

Everyone in the audience has different complexions. On the alliance altar, the iron-faced young man stood tall in the wind, his white clothes were flying in the air, and he seemed calm and relaxed. On the other hand, Taoist Songming had red eyes, his face was like a tide, and a bright red smear fell from the corner of his mouth. On the front of the clothes, the gray hair fluttered in the wind, and he was very embarrassed. He didn't look like a master of a generation.

"Ignorant boy, how dare you make irresponsible remarks about my master's unique knowledge." Taoist Songming roared, and the dark blue light floating around his body flickered randomly, showing that his internal energy was extremely unstable, and his right hand turned into a golden hexagram , the left hand strikes the prajna palm at the same time, and the gnawing lore sweeps the entire martial arts arena.

"I'm kind enough to point out the mistakes in your palm technique. It's fine if you don't appreciate it. Why are you scolding people! Could it be that this is the upbringing of the dignified Tianshan sect? It is worthy of being the best sect in the world. It is just different!" Tilting his head flashed the vigorous Prajna With palm strength, Jun Xie grinned, his tone was extremely sincere, and he still carried the weight with ease.

(End of this chapter)