Eternal Evil Emperor

Chapter 2800Chapter 2802 The evil wind strikes!

What is Tianjiao?

Even with just a glance, one can gain insight into things that one is not familiar with within the scope of cultivation.

Fighting and killing are essential skills on the road.

Especially for those who have survived in the dire and fiery environment of the ancient prehistoric times, and then experienced the battle between humans and demons, and even become the two arrogances who are crowned the Nine Heavens Universe.

Therefore, if it is said that the ordinary Qi Tian needs a few breaths to master the tricks of a certain fighting style...

Then they really only need one glance to understand the essence, and then use it for their own use.

The hodgepodge-like fighting style shown by the cultivators in Kyushu was, to Daozu, unfathomable and needed to be learned from each other.

After a few breaths, you can understand that the trick lies in the powerful and perfect calculation ability without dead ends.

As for the existence of Young Master Shang and Mingqin, it only takes one glance to see the madness, dominance, and calmness hidden behind this fighting style...

These are the essence of this fighting style.

So when these two entered the fighting state, others may not have noticed anything abnormal...

The Kyushu cultivators suddenly froze.

Because they discovered that the two people on the ring had simultaneously turned into Xie Tian.

"This……"

"Am I blinded?"

"No, no, it's not Xie Tian, ​​but, but..."

……

The old man rubbed his old eyes vigorously.

What came into view were two strangers.

But his feelings told him honestly...

"This, this is the little brat..."

Hearing his father's murmur, Lu Xiaoxiao on the side was somewhat moved.

Because he said before that the road taken by the cultivators of Kyushu is a stupid road.

"Without the matching great wisdom, how can you take such a path?"

And now the aura shown by young master Shang and Mingqin confirmed his opinion.

"These two are not only wise enough to see clearly the essence of the young master's fighting style, but also can easily imitate it..."

At this moment, even Lu Xiaoxiao had some expectations for this competition.

"Your experience and knowledge are much better than the young master's. With your strength, you must not be weaker than the young master..."

In fact, he wanted to bet Xie Tian to win.

It's just that the indescribable gap between the two sides really can't let him deceive himself.

Right at this moment...

Young Master Shang and Mingqin hold each other's fists...

Whoosh!
They collided immediately.

say hit...

But at the moment of the impact, there were violent and frequent explosions like boiling water meeting strong oil.

This kind of voice has been heard many times by the cultivators of Kyushu.

Because this is Xie Tian's battle rhythm.

"Too, too similar!"

The little tree's eyeballs were about to fall off.

It seems that in order to take care of them, the discussion between the two great figures was not too advanced.

They are just using the weakest strength to show Xie Tian's fighting style.

Because of this, the cultivators of Kyushu, who saw it very clearly, felt that the two of them were too much like Xie Tian in the battle.

The group of Taoist ancestors next to them were dumbfounded.

After more than a month of sparring, they thought they knew something about this peculiar fighting style.

However, the fighting style of Young Master Shang and Mingqin that they saw at this moment was completely different from the one they knew!
"How, how is it possible!"

"There is such a fighting style in the world?"

"It's too exaggerated, too sharp, and too sinister!"

"Nearly perfect perception and layout of the battlefield situation!"

"Impossible, this, this is impossible... The fighting style we encountered is definitely not this, absolutely not!"

……

All the Taoist ancestors looked at it with tears in their eyes.

All the work is also dumbfounded.

Before, they thought that this fighting style was just like that...

However, when it fell into the hands of young master Shang and Mingqin, they discovered the horror of this fighting style!
"What kind of fighting style is this!"

"I, how do I feel, this style is more suitable for fighting and fighting than the Lu family's Fighting Saint Immortal Art!"

"I'm afraid this is not the style displayed by those saints at all?"

"That's right, how could such a terrifying fighting style fall into the hands of a saint!"

"No, it's not that it fell into the hands of the saints, but that group of saints couldn't even show a ten-thousandth of this fighting style!"

……

Those who have always been outside the grand gathering of Huangshan Mountain are the group of emperors who are high above them.

But now, as soon as the exchange between Young Master Shang and Mingqin started, their expressions suddenly changed.

"I didn't think that before..."

"If I use it, the combat power will increase by about [-]%..."

"Forty percent? That proves that your comprehension of this fighting style is not yet perfect."

"It's really amazing, but it can't be popularized. The requirements of this type of fighting style on xinxing are the most important."

"Strange, is this really the fighting style that the Lu family researched in private?"

"It's very possible. I've read all the Daoist collections, and I've never heard of this style... Do you think this style is somewhat similar to the method of killing the emperor?"

……

No one expected...

As soon as this discussion, which they regarded as child's play, erupted, it simply and quickly detonated the climax of the Huangshan event.

Miao'er, who was in the pink boudoir, had already stepped down at some point. Although she hadn't reached the arena of the Nine Tribulations of the Qitian Realm, she could clearly see the exchange with her bright eyes.

"This, is this still Brother Shang..."

Miao'er was puzzled.

In her eyes, Young Master Shang has always been calm and peaceful, like a big brother, like a father, majestic but gentle.

But what about Young Master Shang at this time?

cold as stone.

Quiet as an abyss.

But there is also inexplicable violence and domineering, escaping from the body.

"No, it's not just that..."

As the battle continued, Miao'er's eyes became more and more blurred.

She didn't know how many things she saw...

She only knew that Brother Shang had not only become different at this time...

"And, and more, more attractive than ever..."

Miao'er, whose heart is bumping like a deer, thought so.

At this time, Shen Xiao's eyes also gradually cooled down.

He couldn't be more clear about Xietian.

So when Young Master Shang and Mingqin's sparring started, the anger in his chest couldn't help but burst out.

The more he looked at it, the heavier his breathing became.

Rao is clear that one of these two is his master, and the other is the Nine Heavens Universe Supreme Dao Body who is not much weaker than the master.

"Xietian, what virtue and ability do you have, what virtue and ability do you have..."

As time passed, everyone gradually realized that this was really a pure fighting style competition.

Perhaps because of this, in their view, the battle situation will always be evenly matched.

After all, this sparring ruled out the most important strength of both sides.

however……

When they just built this idea in their head...

Bang!
The two people who were evenly matched and trembling in the arena of the Nine Tribulations in the Qitian Realm separated with a loud bang.

Everyone looked at it in astonishment...

I saw that the son was no different.

On Mingqin's chest, there was an extra fist mark.

But what makes everyone's hair stand on end is...

Rao even the sages could see clearly this exchange of ideas, but they didn't know where the punch that hit Mingqin came from.

Right at this moment...

"Haha, I can tell, it's the punch that the man thought he dodged in the 330 nine punches just now!"

Little Tree exclaimed proudly.

(End of this chapter)