Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1808 Dao heart is like iron, what are you insisting on! (seeking subscription)

Snapped!
There was a soft sound, not the grand impact sound as imagined, but Emperor Yangshi felt that his Fenxing Fist seemed to be trapped in an eternal black hole, and no matter how powerful he was, he still couldn't shake the palm in front of him.

Tai Chi round!

The next moment, Su Qinian drew a circle with the palm in front of him, pulling the golden edge of the fist, and Emperor Yangshi felt the power of the fist shifted, deviated from the direction, and rushed out obliquely unconsciously.

Tens of feet away, Emperor Yangshi stood still, turned around abruptly, and stared at Su Qinian. This method of unloading force and transforming force is also very common in the vast starry sky, although the vast starry sky is more focused on strength and life The level of evolution, but with the continuous improvement of the level of cultivation, the more masters, the smaller the flaws in the body, especially in the supreme realm. In the view of Emperor Yangshi, the simple control of Qi and blood is the key to strength. With certainty, he should not be weaker than this successor of Suotian, but at the moment of the real fight, he found that the opponent suppressed his body, and his vitality was slightly inferior to his, but the Fenxing Fist that blocked him seemed to be weaker than him. With ease.

There is no grand momentum, but Emperor Yangshi understands that this is because there is a huge gap between the two in their grasp of power.

This scene also made the supreme beings of all races on the Muling Star frown. Even though the arena of gods and demons was isolated from everything, they could still feel the ease of the young Suotian War King. They can clearly feel it, but the palm that dissipated Fenxing Fist was too calm and casual.

As supreme beings, any one of them, watching Su Qinian's palm just now, can immediately grasp the seven seven eight eight, seemingly ordinary method of unloading force and transforming force, why can it block the Fenxingquan, easily The freehand is a bit unbelievable.

Weird!
Jiuqu Pluto frowned, wishing to visit the arena of gods and demons in person, and feel the charm of Su Qinian when he made a move. They couldn't see anything worth watching from Su Qinian in this kind of duel of body and soul.

The King of War, Qi Tian, ​​also showed his contemplative expression, but compared to the Jiuqu Pluto, his gaze was a little weird. Obviously, he had some guesses about the changes in Su Qinian, but they couldn't be confirmed. If it was true, the heavens might The supreme powerhouse, in the following years, if that one is not dead, he will no longer be able to maintain his composure.

Rumble!
On the top of the sacred mountain, Emperor Yangshi's son Fenxing Fist moved again, and stone blood rushed out like a scorching sun, condensing golden stars one after another around his body. At this moment, he seemed to be surrounded by thousands of people. Surrounded by the constant yang, like the lord of the stars, his fists are as heavy as the sky, and the qi and blood constant yang move with the front of his fists, falling towards Su Qinian's pavement.

As closed as closed!

Su Qinian swung his hands, his arms seemed to divide yin and yang, breaking heaven and earth. Before the qi, blood and yang were approaching, they were sent flying out by oblique bullets, shattered in mid-air, and the fists shot out like a piece of paper. Golden meteor shower.In the end, Emperor Yangshi's fist fell into his palm again, a puddle of sweat splashed out, and Su Qinian's other hand immediately landed on the back of his hand.

boom!
Emperor Yangshi let out a muffled grunt, and was thrown hundreds of feet away by a terrifying shock. After staggering to the ground, he stepped back ten steps one after another, and then grunted, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, his teeth were a little loose, and his arms were shaking. There was a convulsion, the muscles and bones didn't seem to be his own, and he was almost shaken alive by the blow.

"Come again!"

He roared, his body was like a shooting star, his qi and blood rushed across the long tail, and the quasi-king's blood qi climbed to the extreme, but after a few breaths, he was sent flying out again, this time his whole body was cracking, I don't know how much he was shattered, but after he landed, his stone blood roared, connecting his muscles and bones, relying on the strong vitality of the quasi-king body, he rushed towards Su Qinian again.

Time and time again, this Emperor Yangshi flew out, the golden stone blood stained his robe, and the gray-gold stone hair danced wildly. His fighting spirit was never extinguished, his eyes were blazing, and he showed no sign of admitting defeat at all. .

"Enough!" "Enough!" "Enough!"

In a corner of the desolate prairie, many strong men of the Stone Clan showed regret. The young Emperor Yangshi did not retreat. It cannot be shaken, the gap is too big, and it cannot be evened out at all. The more powerful Qi and blood of Emperor Yangshi, in front of that person, does not show the slightest strength at all.

Give up!
Some of the stone clan saints couldn't help thinking that although the challenger and the challenger couldn't coexist, and only one of them would survive in the end, but now they admit defeat, it can be seen that the arena of gods and demons still has shelter for the challenger, as long as they don't At the last moment, when all the dust settles, there is still a chance to survive.

No practitioner in this world has ever been defeated. In the eyes of many Stone Clan powerhouses, the three Emperors of the Stone have now fallen. Seeds of the Emperor's Way, such as Emperor Yangshi, have far-reaching significance to the Stone Clan. It is far more than burying the young Suotian war king. In the third era of the vast starry sky, whether the Stone Clan can win the first line of good luck at the end of this era, and whether a young overlord like Emperor Yangshi can achieve Taoism most important.

In the arena of gods and demons.

With another blow, the young Emperor Yangshi flew out, half of his body was blown to pieces, golden stone blood and bone scum were splashed, and his internal organs were exposed. He staggered to the ground, still supporting himself with half of his body, without He fell down, and he didn't admit defeat, but just stared at Su Qinian in front of him, his eyes were full of fighting spirit, and there was no sign of extinguishing in the slightest.

"What are you holding on to?"

Su Qinian said calmly, he was touched by the unyielding fighting spirit of the young quasi-king of the Shi clan, but after ten moves, as the enemy, he has already kept his hands back, everything has a limit, so if you procrastinate any longer , meaningless.

But between the challenger and the challenger, only one side can get out alive in the end, even if Su Qinian keeps his hand, after admitting defeat, he still cannot escape death in the end, he just lives a little longer to witness a legend.

"If I'm not here, you have to learn to be strong. A strong man never begs for mercy, and never expects mercy from his opponent. You have to believe that your fist can crush everything."

Emperor Yangshi looked at Su Qinian with a solemn and serious tone. He was struggling to reunite his flesh and blood, because Su Qinian's battle blood was too terrifying, which made it extremely difficult for him to be reborn with flesh and blood. Even so, he gradually stood up. Straightening his back, his eyes became blazing again.

Su Qinian was slightly startled, then nodded, and said: "I understand, if that's the case, please go on your way."

As Su Qinian's words fell, he walked like a dragon, without the sound of the wind, and appeared in front of Emperor Yangshi. A fist was as dark as iron, but it seemed to have condensed the most original fire in the world, and there was a light snap. With a loud sound, Emperor Yangshi's fist frame broke open, and the seal landed on the center of his eyebrows.

"This is... Dao." At this moment, Emperor Yangshi's eyes burst out with an unprecedented beam of light, and then quickly dimmed.
"Emperor!"

In the corner of the barren prairie, many strong men of the Stone Clan cried out in mourning. They really felt the state of mind of the strong men of the Ming Clan just now. The overlord is only a short distance away from becoming a holy king. It's not that he is not strong enough, but that the monuments are constantly changing. If it was in the first era, he must be famous for the monuments.

But now, everything no longer exists, and all future visions are empty. As the eyes of Emperor Yangshi dimmed, his body burned like the sun, melting into nothingness. This is a complete annihilation. Even the stone soul disappeared.

On the top of the sacred mountain, Su Qinian didn't have the ease of suppressing and killing his opponents. Instead, his heart was a little heavy. Putting aside the grievances between the various races and the human race, and those dark races that were naturally bloodthirsty, the relationship between the various races and the human race was just the situation. Their positions are different. Of course, the human race puts more emphasis on the seven emotions and six desires, and has a clearer distinction between good and evil. For all races, they tend to favor the weak and the strong, and the strong are respected and can dominate everything.

This is not only a difference between races, but also a difference in dealing with the world, and a difference in looking at everything in the world. Today, Su Qinian has also seen the similarities between various races and human races.

Therefore, he didn't keep his hand anymore, because he could see the real purpose of the Emperor Yangshi. At this moment, he wanted to see what kind of opponent was in the fourth arena of gods and demons. A young quasi-king of the Shi clan entrusted him with such entrustment.

Although according to the rules of the arena of gods and demons, as long as he wins two more games, everything will be settled, but since there is a ninth arena that is not within the rules, the doom is far from over.

There was silence on Muling Planet. Millions of strong men from all races held their breaths. The strength of the young Suotian War King was suffocating. For the next two duels, they tensed their minds. At the same time, there was a bit of despair. Judging from the current situation, there were only five people left in the four clans. It would be very difficult to beat the young Suotian King in four games.

It can even be said that the odds of winning are slim.

It's not that the clans are underestimating themselves, nor is it that they don't believe in the background of the four clans. The seeds of Xuezang are strong enough, but they can't find any flaws in the young Suotian War King. This is like a perfect warrior , perfect and flawless, in practice, there is no half omission at all.

So perfect, too perfect to take your breath away.

For the next half a day, the expressions of the strong men of all races were very depressed. This seemed to be the doom of the young Suotian war king, but right now, it looked more like a training session. The young strong men of the four races just Refined firewood will only make it stronger as one fight after another fights.

The moment he stepped on the top of the fourth sacred mountain, Su Qinian saw a boy from the stone tribe curled up into a ball, only about four feet tall, chubby, curled up now, more like a blue stone ball . (Please subscribe, thank you for your subscription and reward!)
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