Nine Regions Sword Emperor

Chapter 570 Three Thousand Illusions (Second Change)

Hong prison made a move.

A palm was struck with a bang, and at the moment the palm was condensed, countless black mist suddenly appeared around.

This black mist is not magic, but something more sinister, extremely evil.

Surrounded by countless black mist, with a single palm strike, countless people around saw this scene, and felt a chill in their hearts, as if they had fallen into incomparable fear.

"The palm of purgatory!"

With this palm strike, Bai Xuan's expression changed beside Chu Fengmian.

"This is Hong Prison's unique skill. According to legend, he once had a great adventure in the sea of ​​void and learned the magic power of purgatory. This magic power of purgatory even surpassed the Eternal Demon Realm. It is extremely terrifying. Endless pain, tormented to death!"

Once this purgatory palm hits the martial artist, it will cause endless pain.

This pain is enough to make many warriors with unstable minds suffer from pain.

The pain of the purgatory devil art is not only from the body, but also from the soul. Even the saints cannot resist it.

"Boy, be prepared to accept endless pain, I will make it impossible for you to survive or die!"

Hong Ju smiled ferociously, he wanted to torture Chu Fengmian thoroughly with this purgatory magic skill.

"Knowing some waste magic skills, you dare to show off in front of me?"

Chu Fengmian looked at Hong Yu's palm, and his face became extremely calm.

"Little magic art, break it for me!"

"Roar!"

From Chu Fengmian's mouth, he spit out a word calmly, and a dragon chant suddenly resounded.

In this dragon chant, there is the quintessential might of the war dragon, the power of the ancient war dragon, which restrains all evils.

Purgatory Demon Art, one cannot escape the possibility of being restrained at a glance.

Although this purgatory magic skill is powerful, it is impossible to have much effect in front of Chu Fengmian's mighty fighting dragon.

Under this dragon chant.

The condensed palm of Hong Gui's Purgatory Devil Art immediately dissipated directly, and all the power in it was directly dissolved.

All the onlookers around were shocked.

This Hong Gui shot, but he didn't show any mercy. On the contrary, it can be said that he used all his strength, even the Purgatory Demon Art.

With this move, at least there was an intention to kill Chu Fengmian.

Among the warriors in the Divine Power Realm of the Void Sea, less than ten people could block this move of Purgatory Demon Palm, and even many people would have to pay a huge price to block it.

Like this, just one word out of the mouth can directly dissolve the power of the Purgatory Devil's Palm.

Simply unheard of, never seen before.

"What is the origin of this person? He defeated Ouyang Lie first, and extracted Ouyang Lie's holy blood, and now he has enough blood to fight Hong Prison!"

"In our Northern Territory, we have never heard of such a No. [-] person."

"To be able to compete with Hong Prison, this person's strength is indeed terrifying."

"However, he was able to dissolve Hong Prison's Purgatory Demonic Art, not because of his strength, but his technique. It is vaguely restraining Purgatory Demonic Art that can be resolved so easily."

"Look, Hong Prison's strength is not as simple as that. The big shots of the Sky Alliance, even if they don't have the purgatory magic skills, they are still standing at the fixed point."

This short fight has aroused countless discussions.

A big man like Hong Yu from the Tianmeng rarely made a move. Unexpectedly, Chu Fengmian resisted him when he made a move. This surprised countless people.

However, no one is optimistic about Chu Fengmian. Hong Yu's strength is far from being as simple as it appears. The Purgatory Demon Art is restrained, but Hong Yu is still a terrifying figure without using the Purgatory Demon Art.

In the eyes of everyone, how many tricks Chu Fengmian can survive from Hong Yu's hands.

"Dragon martial arts?"

Seeing his purgatory devil art being dissolved, Hong Yu understood in an instant.

This Dragon Clan martial skill is indeed extremely restrained against all magic skills.

His purgatory magic skills, when encountering this dragon martial skill, are indeed restrained by nature, and there is no room for it to be used.

Chu Fengmian looked at Hong Yu, shook his head and said, it seemed that his eyes were full of disdain.

"Do the people of the Tianmeng only have this level of strength? That would be too disappointing."

"Insanity!"

When Hong Yu heard Chu Fengmian's words, he suddenly let out a long roar, with murderous intent in his tone.

"Boy, it seems that you really got some adventures, and you don't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, so what if you know a little bit of dragon martial arts? Without the purgatory magic skills, you are just an ant in front of me!"

"Soldiers!"

From Hong Yu's hand, he suddenly saw that an extremely black stick was condensed.

This pitch-black stick appeared and smashed towards Chu Fengmian out of thin air.

This stick seems to be normal, but it is divided into thousands of pieces, and it has turned into three thousand phantoms.

Every phantom is false and real, making it hard to tell whether it is real or not.

"Three Thousand Illusions! Hong Prison's way of war! It has reached this step. Each of these three thousand phantoms is half-truth and half-false, and each of them may be true! If you want to resist, you must use these three Qian Xuying, just resist them all!"

Everyone was taken aback when they saw Hong Prison's methods.

This move is indeed extremely powerful, unless the three thousand phantoms are blocked at the same time, otherwise, they will fall into siege.

In this level of confrontation, if you fall into a disadvantage, it is like a catastrophe. It is very difficult to have a comeback, and you can only be defeated.

"Boy, you angered me, and now you have to pay for my anger! Die!"

Hong Ju let out a ferocious roar, and three thousand black stick phantoms fell down at the same time.

"Three thousand illusions? It's ridiculous to dare to speak nonsense!"

Chu Fengmian strode out, facing the phantom of the three thousand black sticks attacking, he went directly to meet them without dodging or avoiding.

"What is he going to do?"

"Do you want to fight against Three Thousand Illusions?"

"This person is looking for death! Three thousand phantoms, it is impossible to escape, and they are fighting head-on. With their own strength, how could they resist three thousand!"

Faced with these three thousand illusions, most people can only think of running away.

Face the phantom as little as possible to fight against it.

This kind of head-on confrontation is simply the behavior of a lunatic.

Even Elder Li frowned.

He also knew Hong Gui's Three Thousand Illusions, the most powerful of this move was the frontal blow.

Confronting Three Thousand Illusions head-on.

A martial artist in the realm of divine power.

Must die!

"sword!"

The moment when everyone looked at Chu Fengmian and felt that Chu Fengmian was about to be beaten into a pulp by Three Thousand Illusions in the next moment.

Chu Fengmian called softly, and in his hand was the Jianyi Ningjian.

"One sword is ten thousand heavy!"

As Chu Fengmian's sword fell for a moment, the sword energy burst out suddenly.

(End of this chapter)