Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1022: Killing the Saint!

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Ah!
Qinglei Guisheng screamed, not only his wrist was broken, but from Su Qinian's body, the light was as bright as the sun hanging high. The bright dao breath on this child has an unspeakable aura, which makes the two races even more frightened and disgusted.

At this moment, Su Qinian's eyes gradually became blazing, as if they were stained with bright flames. The boxing technique of the saint of the Ming clan just now was indeed amazing, but the turbulent power of the Minglei Shenlu fist was not a big deal for Su Qinian. It is not a training, to nourish the light with the spirit of death, for him who has ignited the light heart, the law of the holy realm is forbidden, and it can only become a firewood for the light heart to burn, making him more and more diligent in the way of light.

boom!
Immediately, from Su Qinian's eyes, two bright rays of divine light shot out. The divine light was like a knife, entangled with [-] fine and simple Taoist symbols, and cut into the center of his eyebrows.

puff!
A streak of reverse blood was spat out, and the Qinglei Ghost Saint flew out as if struck by lightning, severely injured, and his eyes were blurred.

clang!
At this time, a figure was like wind like rain, like thunder like lightning, and with a mysterious trajectory, it knocked back a young Ming clan master with a punch, and appeared in front of the blue thunder ghost saint almost instantly.

scoff!

He pointed at the same time to form a sword, and the eight-color Daoguang intertwined, and with a pop, he split it into two halves.

Even at the moment before he lost consciousness, the Qinglei Ghost Saint's near-sinking mood was stirring, and he never thought that the spiritual will of the Suotian descendant was slightly better than him.

"Wind Chasing Xi!"

The young master of the Hades who was forced to retreat shouted angrily, his whole body was full of brilliance, like a big sun of hell fire, his palms were shaking, his gray hair was surging, like a son of the god of hell, he was wearing a pure white battle suit, with a handsome face Kill the gentle young man.

Wind chasing Xi!
Su Qinian's eyes moved slightly. Although he didn't know everyone, the war king Qi Qing had also mentioned that some of the young generation of the human race were some of the most masters, and even the most powerful. It is the grandson of the Emperor of the Feng family, a young and powerful man who stands in the ancestral prohibition. There are even rumors that the Emperor of the World values ​​him very much.

There is no falsehood under the reputation.

Su Qinian's heart was awe-inspiring. Although the Qinglei Ghost Saint had his wrist broken by him, his physical strength was actually stronger than him. In the situation where the laws of the holy realm were forbidden, he was easily split with a finger sword. , although it was unexpected, it can also be seen that his cultivation and attainments are really unfathomable.

Quickly restraining his thoughts, Su Qinian looked forward again. The sage of the Ming clan who mastered the supreme fist just locked him with that punch. The light heart is ignited, the light will not be extinguished, and the will will last forever, otherwise you will probably suffer a big loss, not to mention using this to refine your body, take the light way one step further, and increase the number of [-] light way symbols at once.

Ordinary Open Heaven Realm is powerful enough to become a saint, with one hundred thousand Dao talismans, it has reached the threshold of condensing the law of the gods, but when he thinks of the Baifan saint back then, with [-] million Dao talismans, nine turns on the ground, one step saint, Su Qinian understood, I still have a long way to go, and there is a big gap between my predecessors and sages.

Heck!

Not far away, the sage of the Ming clan was in a bad mood. The descendant of the Suotian lineage seemed to be invincible. In this short moment, the breath of his body rose sharply. the whetstone.

As soon as he thought of this, the eyes of this Ming Sage turned cold. He is a powerful saint who is well-known in the entire Ming clan and ranks at the top. Minglei Sacred Fist, was selected to enter the tributary of Huangquan, and came to intercept the young heroes of the human race. If he was defeated by the young and powerful human race, he would have nothing to say. Ming and Ming clans, what face does he have to gain a foothold in the world.

"One punch can't kill you, then ten punches, a hundred punches! I don't believe it, you can't be beaten by God Iron!"

The sage of the Ming clan roared loudly, his whole body was glowing, and the gray-purple thunder light lingered between his fingers. He waved his fist and outlined the God of Thunder God's Furnace. Follow Su Qinian to fall down.

Su Qinian raised his eyebrows, and said in a cold tone, "The same trick will not have any effect on Su!"

boom!
In an instant, Su Qinian's blood boiled all over his body, his feet were like a dragon, his back was like a dragon, and he raised his fist and blasted forward.

hold head high!
There is the sound of dragons singing, sacred and majestic, and the fist light is blazing, like a round of gods exploding, and immeasurable light is pouring like a vast sea. For the two races of ghosts and ghosts, light is the most harmful. Of course, just like yin and yang. Su Qinian was dressed in the way of light and ignited the heart of light. He was completely different from the gods, and had an essential difference.

This punch is the Fist of Immortality, and the meaning of the Dao of Light has evolved to the extreme in Su Qinian's hands. The edge of his fist is like platinum cast, crystal clear like glass, the light of the fist gushes out, and the Dao of Light is surrounded, which outlines a vicissitudes of the past. His dragon shape, which is the divine shape of an ancient heavenly dragon, has been integrated into the fist of the Immortal Time Fist. Su Qinian is now enlightened in martial arts, and his comprehension of combat methods is in the process of improvement almost every moment.

clang!
Su Qinian used the edge of his fist to forcibly shake the Nether Thunder God Furnace, the two fists collided, and a dazzling beam of light, like thousands of meteor showers, shot out in all directions.

With one punch, Su Qinian's momentum remained undiminished. He moved again, and punched out again, and it landed on the wall of the furnace that seemed to be as solid as the punch, and brilliant sparks burst out.

clang!clang!clang!clang!
Su Qinian's fists are getting faster and faster. The end of the speed of light is time. Light and time blend together to form this kind of boxing, which is almost the root of Su Qinian's martial arts. The edge of his boxing gradually disappears, leaving only There was a ray of light, a ray of platinum beam, crystal and gorgeous, brilliant and vast, with an overwhelming breath.

puff!
With a soft sound, the Furnace of the Underworld Thunder God was pierced through, and the powerful saint from the Underworld Clan snorted almost simultaneously, and opened his mouth to spit out a streak of gray reverse blood.

kill!

Su Qinian uttered killing sounds, his tone was calm and calm, he stepped on the road of time, and raised his fist forward, whether it was body skills or boxing skills, they were almost to the extreme, and he didn't deliberately engage the taboo of time, he was just using the light to fit together , to resonate, even so, it also made the expression of the supreme saint of the Ming clan change in horror.

boom!
This kind of attack was too fast, stronger than this powerful saint of the Ming clan, who was also punched and flew up, his chest was splashed with blood, and he was burned by the bright fire, giving off green smoke.

"what!"

As the supreme saint of the older generation, this strong man of the Ming clan screamed and roared. If it wasn't for the fact that the power of the holy realm was forbidden, why would he be so humiliated? Power.

But Su Qinian is merciless in his strikes, the road of time and darkness stretches, almost like a shadow, he turns his palm into a knife, the edge of his palm is bright, sharp, and the fighting spirit of time is like a dragon wrapped around his fingers, like a platinum magic knife cutting down, sneer With a bang, without seeing any hindrance, the supreme saint of the Ming clan was split into two halves.

Blood spattered, and the screams alarmed many masters of the three tribes, especially the well-managed masters of the two tribes of ghosts and ghosts. They had been noticed just a moment ago, but Su Qinian's speed was too fast, and they had no time to make a move. After a short while, the elder Jueding Mingsheng who inherited the Minglei Sacred Fist was dismembered and chopped into two halves.

"Straight up!"

"Dare to kill me, the saint of the Ming clan, take your life!"

"What locks the sky, the legend is used to break, and the myth will be annihilated in the torrent of time and history!"

In an instant, three strong men from the two races made a move, escaped, and rushed towards the place where Su Qinian was. Two of them belonged to the Ming clan and one belonged to the ghost clan. Belonging to the strong of the same generation, with strong blood and vigorous breath, in Su Qi's sense, this kind of charm, except for the goddess Lei Ji, among the younger generation, only the former emperor Ji Wu, or the eldest prince Ao Huang of the Ao family in the East China Sea Waiting for a few people, can be compared with it, and sure enough, those who came this time are the real masters of the younger generation of the two races, let alone those who can enter the Temple of Yama, the King of the Holy Forbidden can only be said to be the bottom of the existence.

"Good come!"

Su Qinian's eyes were blazing, and his fighting spirit was surging. This is what he wanted. The next moment, he stepped on the road of time, and two identical figures appeared beside him. The young master greeted him.

"How courageous! You dare to use mere physical phantoms, and you can't control yourself!"

"die!"

The three young masters of the ghost and ghost races were furious. This is a kind of complete contempt. They actually use their body skills to turn into shadows to meet the enemy. Do they really think they are soft persimmons!
boom!boom!boom!
The three of them killed the killer almost at the same time, and the breath of ghosts and ghosts intertwined, like three cold torrents of the sky and the sea. Thousands of miles away, the ghostly flowers are beautiful, and there are hell dogs roaring, jumping between the nine secluded...

Su Qinian's face remained unchanged, his body and the two incarnations of time struck out at the same time, the fist of immortality produced a roaring dragon roar, the light was like the sea, the blood of battle was surging like the sun lake, resonating with time, the light of the fist was like a dragon, and it was like a blaze The light of the world rushed forward.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
Almost instantly, Su Qinian and the three masters of the two races exchanged blows at the same time. Su Qinian's body swayed slightly, his feet took root, and the two incarnations of time did the same, while the three young masters of the two races flew out backwards. Xu Zhidi, after staggering to the ground, all showed horror.

"impossible!"

The three of them shouted in surprise, especially the two young masters of the Ming clan who fought against the two incarnations of time. Their entire arms seemed to convulse. It was not like a shadow at all, but real flesh and blood. The spirit and will are true and true, and the body is so strong that it is unimaginable, even more uncompromising than the god iron. (Genuine subscription is the biggest support for ten steps! Fighting is a bit stuck, ashamed.)
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