Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 744 The Bloody Boys!

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On the west coast, the blood-colored sandy beach.

In this five-mile radius, the sandy beach was stained red by the blood of the heroes of the past dynasties. Du Sansheng, the descendant of the Confucian and Taoist family, made a move. His palms overflowed with awe-inspiring true energy, distorted the vacuum, and created fine ripples.

This is the "Du Mie Zhang" of the Du family, which is the martial arts of the Du family. It is rumored that it was created by the ancestors of the Du family who were born in the inner courtyard of the Royal Academy. Familiar with the secret of pure yang, even before proving the Dao Yuanshen, one can condense true qi, which is far more upright and majestic than ordinary inner family zhenqi, Yang and Peiran, and can naturally crush most people who practice martial arts in the same situation , at least better in terms of strength.

At this moment, with Du Sansheng extending his palm, his whole body seemed to be raised tens of feet, like a hill, as majestic as a mountain rising up, unstoppable.

"Pass!"

"It's amazing, at such a young age, he has clearly understood the power of martial arts, and he has comprehended the origin and mystery of a kind of righteousness. This "Du Mie Zhang" has a certain charm."

Many martial arts masters, especially the top Yuanshen figures, are full of praise. This kind of force is already enough to hit the bottom ten of the dragon and tiger rankings. The generation of young people who have reached the age of [-], such as Du Sansheng, who are of different generations, can imagine how difficult it is to be on the list.

However, in the face of this palm, the young man of the Yaozu didn't move, his purple half body armor gleamed brightly, his body was like copper, overflowing with precious light, and his qi and blood were restrained. Even so, as he approached, Du Sansheng could also He could vaguely feel the inestimable fiery qi and blood hidden deep in his body.

Three feet, two feet, one foot... three feet, two feet, one foot!
The place is so close, the flick of a finger!
Bang!
Du Sansheng's palm landed on the left shoulder of the monster boy without any hindrance.

There was a look of joy in Du Sansheng's eyes. From Du Sansheng's point of view, even an ordinary low-ranking Wuhen Baobing would be cracked. This is because he withdrew two parts of his strength at the last moment. , emphasizing etiquette, understanding benevolence, knowing good and evil, even if he withdraws two points of strength, in Du Sansheng's view, the left shoulder blade of the monster boy will probably be shattered, and within a month or two, he will never recover.

These many thoughts are only between the fingers.

After snapping his fingers, Du Sansheng changed color, because the shoulder he pressed down conveyed an unimaginable firmness, as if he was pressing on a piece of precious iron, which made his palm bones crack, and in an instant, it was full of cracks.

call!
He flew out at a faster speed than when he came, but there was a figure that was faster than him. The monster boy appeared in front of him like a ghost, and a big fan-like hand reached out and grabbed his waist. Bare feet.

not good!

The bloody sandy beach was surrounded by five miles, and many martial arts practitioners changed their faces. This scene exceeded their expectations, and it was too fast. Even only some first-class Hunyuan Realm and above masters could clearly see the movements of the monster boy. Even so, I also felt a burst of astonishment, a young man, only fourteen years old, with this kind of force, and his skillful strikes, he was simply more decisive than a veteran warrior.

boom!
The next moment, the Yaozu boy swung his arm, stirring the vacuum, and he caught the bare-footed Confucian and Taoist Du family descendant Zhendu Sansheng, who was smashed down on the beach like a scarecrow.

A series of sounds of broken muscles and bones, accompanied by splashes of blood, were bone spurs piercing through the membrane of the body, and the white bone scum was exposed, stained with blood. This moment seemed extremely stern and tragic.

"Things that are not as good as ants come to challenge me."

The monster boy is like an iron tower, which can be nearly ten feet high. He overlooks the human boy at his feet. His muscles and bones are twisted, and he is no longer human. His skull is cracked, his pupils are dilated, and he only has the strength to breathe. Angry, showing signs of dissipating.

boom!
Immediately, the monster boy raised a big foot, and the blood-colored sandy beach was surrounded by five miles. The pupils of many top primordial figures shrank violently, but they saw that big foot landed on Du Sansheng's head, covering most of their faces. They all stepped into the sand.

"If you are an ant, you should crawl and don't provoke the giant, otherwise this will be the end!"

When the monster boy opened his mouth, his amethyst-like eyes swept all directions, with arrogance and indifference, and in indifference with the meaning of looking down, like a high-ranking god, smiling at all living beings, regardless of life, old age, sickness and death.

"Keep people at your feet!"

"Have mercy and forgiveness!"

Many martial arts masters turned pale and shouted loudly, obviously anticipating what the monster boy was going to do, but this kind of duel belongs to the young generation, life and death are irrelevant, and no one else is allowed to intervene.

With a bang, if the monster youth had never heard of it, the true lineage of the Du family under his feet, the young master Du Sansheng, who had just risen from the big man, had his head crushed, and the bone scum was splashed with blood. The picture scroll of blood, the blood soaked several feet of blood-colored beach, penetrated into the dark red sand, made the blood color deeper, as if it wanted to penetrate the depths of everyone's heart.

"How dare you! Damn it! Damn it!"

Five miles of blood-colored sandy beaches are everywhere, and many people in the rivers and lakes are full of teeth, almost gnawing their teeth, and their hearts are filled with killing intent. It also lost the face of the entire human race.

Many people clenched their fists, even many top primordial figures, their faces were as cold as water. This monster boy was really arrogant to the extreme. show mercy.

"The humble human race also wants to guide my words and deeds!"

On the blood-colored beach, the monster boy's eyes were cold and indifferent, and he didn't care about the hostility and killing intent from all directions. He didn't pay attention to the human race on this so-called black and yellow land. Compared with the vast starry sky, This human race is really too weak, the way of heaven is lacking, and those who practice martial arts in the same place are much weaker than those in the vast starry sky, let alone compared with the best of the young generation like him, It is simply easier than crushing ants.

A head of purple hair is crystal clear, like burning purple fireworks, the monster boy is very strong, standing there, his muscles are twisted, like a dragon and snake swimming, the soles of his feet are stained with blood, standing on the bloody beach, although he has no cultivation The breath leaked out, but there was an invisible majesty. Even many young masters of the human race, even if they were far apart, their expressions changed faintly. I felt that this young man from the monster race was a bit ridiculously strong. How could this be the force that a young generation can possess? .

"Not good, I was taken away, and the fighting spirit has begun to fade!"

"Such a strong monster boy, rarely seen in history!"

Some top primordial figures looked at each other, and they all saw the solemn look in each other's eyes. How could they not see that many young masters present, even the younger generation, faced the thunderous and bloody methods of the monster boy at this moment? , I also felt palpitations, and gave birth to a bit of fear. Different from the previous fighting spirit, if someone from the same situation makes a move at this time, I am afraid that the force of the whole body will be weakened by at least [-]%, maybe even more.

And these primordial figures can be sure that this is definitely not the deliberate action of the monster boy. Such a deterrent can be produced invisibly, destroying the spirit of the heart. Among the young people, they have never heard of anyone who can do it arrive.

"Little Lord!"

At this moment, outside the five-mile blood-colored beach, there was an old servant who knelt down on the ground, weeping unceasingly. It was the old servant who accompanied Du Sansheng. Born powerless.

This scene fell into the eyes of some young masters, and immediately made their faces ugly. Many of them were similar to or even slightly better than Du Sansheng, but now it is obvious that even Du Sansheng has no power to fight back Even if they were suppressed and killed, even if they made a move, it would be difficult for them to survive one more move.

It's not that they are not strong enough, but that the monster youths are too strong. The age of eighteen is the boundary between the youth and the young generation. Under the age of eighteen, the muscles and bones are usually grown at the age of fourteen, and they start to practice foundation building skills. , and then advance by leaps and bounds, how many people are like the Bright Dragon King, who amazed the past and the present.

Even if the hidden world clans and sects have secret methods to temper their muscles and bones, and embark on the road of cultivation in advance, generally speaking, they have to wait until they are twelve years old.

The monster race is different. In this race that pays attention to the inheritance of blood, the heirs of the major monsters, as soon as they are born, the qi and blood in their bodies will continue to grow with age, and the more powerful the blood, when they reach the age of fourteen, they will practice foundation building. The more successful you are, the faster you are promoted, the more jaw-dropping it will be.

"Why, just one ant died, and there is no one left?"

On the blood-colored beach, the monster boy sneered. He had purple hair fluttering, and his purple half-body armor was shining brightly. Standing there, he seemed to be reincarnated from a demon god, who was relegated to the world, and was about to set off a bloody slaughter.

A few miles away, on the edge of the blood-colored sandy beach, by the West Sea, the young demon youth in the golden shirt had a stern face, and his pale golden eyes showed no emotion, as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with him. If the purple-haired demon youth was the reincarnation of a demon god If so, then the demon youth in the golden battle robe is just like the youth of the demon god, just standing there, like an immortal demon peak, oppressing so many martial arts masters in all directions that their breathing is stagnant.

"I'm coming to meet you!"

Another young expert couldn't bear it, stepped into the blood-colored sandy beach, without saying a word, swung his fist, broke into the vacuum area, stirred up continuous ripples, and smashed towards the monster boy.

"The cockroaches can't control themselves!"

The monster boy didn't even look at it, he pressed his palm down like lightning, and when it fell into the boy's eyes, it was like the whole sky collapsed, and when the sky was dark, he didn't know anything.

With a bang, blood spattered and white bone flakes flew, and the human youth who made the attack was beaten into a pool of blood mud by his palm. (Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket, starting point genuine subscription is the biggest support for ten steps!)
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