Eternal Evil Emperor

Chapter 1825

This punch was extremely uncomfortable.

It's as if when you are concentrating on the enemy in front of you, another poisonous snake attacks your weak spot from an angle you can see.

That numbness can make you tremble uncontrollably.

The kind of horror that makes you shiver uncontrollably.

The punch hadn't arrived yet, but both Zhu Ting and the monk Luo Sha, who was watching the battle, felt horrified.

"The angle and timing of this punch..."

"The moment the Six Suns Monument appeared, it brushed past the Six Suns Monument!"

"So tricky, how will Zhu Ting deal with it?"

……

Just when all the cultivators were worried about Zhu Ting...

"Good come!"

A loud shout mixed with trembling burst out from Zhu Ting's mouth full of excitement!

"I guessed that it would not be so simple, you must have a plan, and now it really comes true!"

This sense of accomplishment of guessing the opponent's psychology instantly turned into Zhu Ting's fighting spirit.

I saw him pointing to the center of my primordial world, and the Unpredictable Dao Spring spewed out again, gushing out a thick supreme power!

Turn your strength into a fist, and go out against it!

Seeing this, all the cultivators were very excited!
"I see!"

"Senior Brother Zhu Ting has long guessed that Luo Bu has a back move, so the Liuyang Immortal Monument, which seems to be going all out, is actually not doing all it can!"

"Luo Bu's scheme has been seen through!"

……

"This Zhu Ting..." After the battle, Chuhe couldn't help but glanced at Zhu Ting who was full of fighting spirit, and secretly said, "Although the aptitude is not as good as Shangguan Yunyi, he is much better in other aspects."

Qiu Jiu also looked at Xie Tian, ​​frowning slightly.

"Strange, Luo Bu's performance is too easy to be seen through... huh?"

At this moment, the complexions of Luo Curse Qiujiu, Fuguang Chuhe and the others changed again!
Because the third body of Xie Tian's nine bodies moved!

Another punch!
It was just when Zhu Ting's supreme palm came out again!

It brushed past the Supreme Zhang again, and blasted at Zhu Ting's right waist!
Another trembling numbness!
Another thriller!
Cultivators change color!

Zhu Ting changed color!

"not good!"

"It's another way to hit the empty space!"

"Zhu Ting's reaction doesn't seem to be what Luo Fu expected?"

……

"Amitabha, this is..."

Fu Guang, who was silently watching the battle, seemed to have suddenly realized something, uttered a dignified Buddha's name, and Tianhe, the killer weapon, burst out. After forcing Luo Curse back, he lost his fighting spirit and began to watch the battle with great concentration!
"You can't succeed!"

Zhu Ting, who had changed color, let out another burst of shouting, turned his body slightly, the Dao Spring sprang up again, and the Supreme Palm came out again!
"Zhu Ting still has energy left!"

"Unbelievable! Facing Luo Bu, he dared to keep his hand again and again!"

"This is the cleverness. Think about Luo Bu's five strings and 81 kills. If you can figure out such a kill move, how deep is Luo Bu's mind!"

"Haha, Luo Bu's three tricks have been broken. After Senior Brother Zhu Ting returns, he will definitely be promoted to an outer sect disciple!"

……

At this time, even Luo Huan looked at Zhu Ting differently.

"Although the changing moves are a bit blunt, this style can slightly restrain Luo Bu's new fighting style..."

There was a burst of splendor in Chu He's eyes.

"That's right, if it's still the sharpness honed by the second God Realm in the first-line sky, it will definitely not be able to deal with Luo Bu!"

"Zhu Ting's aptitude is mediocre, and his killing skills are average. After changing his fighting style, he was able to defeat Luo B's three moves so smoothly. If it were me..."

Zhu Ting's performance gave him a strong confidence to change his style!

"Perhaps his change may really stop Luo Bu..."

But at this time, Fu Guang suddenly frowned, looking at Xie Tian Jiu's eyes, gradually showing shock!
"I see……"

Three moves in a row broke Xie Tian's offensive, Zhu Ting's mind was calm, and his heart was full of excitement from the sense of accomplishment.

"Five-string 81 kills? Impermanence? Hmph, as long as you have spare energy, it's enough to deal with your strange move!"

"Haha, if I can force you back who can scare away even Fuguang Chuhe, I, Zhu Ting, will have a bright future when I return to the upper realm!"

……

The more excited, Zhu Ting told himself to calm down!

"It's fickle, but it can't last forever. I'd like to see how many of your blood essence and nine bodies are real!"

It seems that I heard Zhu Ting's heart...

There are four, five, six, seven of Xie Tian's nine bodies, a total of four bodies, Qi Qi gave Zhu Ting a sneer.

After sneering, the four bodies moved one after another!
The fist of the fifth body, brushed Zhu Ting's third supreme palm, and blasted Zhu Ting's back!

The fist of the sixth body, brushed Zhu Ting's fourth supreme palm, and blasted Zhu Ting's left waist!

The fist of the seventh body, brushed Zhu Ting's fifth supreme palm, and blasted Zhu Ting's left rib!

"Lord Luo Bu, are you at the end of your rope!"

Following Xie Tian's rapid rotation, Zhu Ting gave a loud shout, and blasted out the sixth supreme palm!

But as soon as the sixth palm came out, Xie Tian's eighth body punched again, hitting Zhu Ting's left abdomen!
"Haha, you are really poor...huh? Not good!"

Zhu Ting, who had been turning his body rapidly all the time, wanted to face Xie Tian head-on, and suddenly found that at this moment, there was unexpectedly a huge hole in himself!

This space is in the distance between Liuyang Immortal Monument and himself at this moment!
Upon discovering this, Zhu Ting's complexion turned pale!
Because above this space is exactly where Xie Tian's ninth body is!

Even if this vacancy will be filled by his rapidly turning body in the next ten-thousandth of an instant, but...

"Do not……"

As if falling into an abyss, Zhu Ting's fighting spirit collapsed instantly, and a word full of despair and panic has not yet been fully uttered...

The ninth body of Xie Tian, ​​who seemed to be waiting for a rabbit, passed through the gap between the Liuyang Immortal Stele and Zhu Ting's seventh supreme palm like smoke, with the right palm of five strings and 81 kills hanging, gently pressing On Zhu Ting's heart.

Bang!
Zhu Ting, who didn't have time to turn around, was like a piece of paper tied up, and was killed by the sudden explosion of brilliance, and exploded into powder...

Along with Xie Tian's ninth body retracting his right palm...

Whoosh...

The other eight bodies returned one after another, and merged into the ninth body under the background of Zhu Ting turning into dust all over the sky.

The moment the nine bodies just merged, Xie Tian's initial steps also fell.

The entire battlefield was as quiet as a ghost.

Whether it is a monk or a Rakshasa, whether it is a soy sauce maker or a Tianjiao, all of them are shocked at this moment.

Nine bodies disappeared.

Zhu Ting disappeared.

Only Xie Tian, ​​who was walking, dropped his feet.

It seemed that during the whole battle, Xie Tian only took one step, and as the Supreme Zhu Ting of the sixth level of Qi Dao, he died.

"Why, how could this be..."

"Brother Zhu Ting, no, aren't they all blocked?"

"Why did you fail in the end?"

"This, this is only three breaths..."

……

This is the doubt of almost everyone.

Only the Fuguang Chuhe and the others can regard Zhu Ting's failure as a doubt.

But the expressions of the four people are more impactful than the puzzled expressions of everyone!
Whether it's an enemy or one of our own...

Frightened!

Shocked!

Incredible!

They seem to have no doubts, let alone accept the truth!

And the truth of the matter is—

"Zhu Ting, died in that one-ten-thousandth gap..." Qiu Jiu murmured!
"And that space, yes, he turned it out by himself!" Chuhe exclaimed in surprise!
"Amitabha, how can this poor monk forget that you are a Rakshasa who has practiced the Blood Eternal Sutra..."

Fuguang sighed secretly, and the Buddha's name was uttered frequently, as if trying to suppress the throbbing Buddha's heart.

(End of this chapter)