That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 784 One punch and one salute

If the body is a container, and the qi in the body is water, then the body that is inseparable from heaven and man is a piece of porcelain, without any leakage.

But at this time, the porcelain was oppressed by an external force, and many fine cracks appeared, so water droplets seeped out from the cracks.

Previously, Xiao Xuan forcibly set foot on the eighteenth floor with the help of the Chuan Guoxi, and there was a huge aura rushing out of his body. This was actually the harbinger of the "gap" that appeared in his body of heaven and man under the pressure of heaven. At first these gaps were still insignificant, but after Xiao Xuan broke through the first six heavens of Linglong Pagoda one after another, these tiny gaps became bigger and bigger, even visible to the naked eye.

At this time, countless cracks appeared on Xiao Xuan's face, making his face look like a broken porcelain, which was eerie and frightening. From these cracks, blood continued to slowly seep out.

Xiao Xuan said softly: "Mr. Hengqu once said that the world is peaceful, the eternal world is peaceful, and the heaven and the earth are united. This is what I wish for. Where I wish, I can give up my life. Today, I also say the same."

Xiao Xuan took a step forward and punched Qiu Ye's face.

There is nothing fancy about this punch, only a huge punching intent, its punching intent is so great that just the coercion can kill a monk who has just entered the realm of the earth fairy.

Fortunately, this place is in the Linglong Pagoda, which is immortal. If it is in the Wanshi Garden, the entire Wanshi Garden may be completely destroyed.

At this moment, Qiu Ye was connected with the Linglong Pagoda, and calmly said: "Since you want to live with the poor, then the poor will let you see what an immortal is."

What is a fairy?It is clearly stated in the ancient books that the way of immortals is to seize the good fortune of the heaven and the earth, and the mystery of invading the sun and the moon.

Autumn leaves wave their sleeves, and the wind blows.This wind is not an ordinary fresh breeze, but a heavenly wind.Blow into the six internal organs from the fontanelle, pass through the pubic region, penetrate the nine orifices, the flesh and bones are thinned out, and the body dissolves itself.

As the saying goes since ancient times, there are three disasters and nine disasters, and this wind is a wind disaster. Once a wind disaster comes, even if you are invincible, you will die.

The strong wind blew past, and the cracks on Xiao Xuan's face became more and more clear, but Qiu Ye was also directly hit in the chest by Xiao Xuan's punch.

There is no other mystery in this punch, there is only one heavy word.

Qiu Ye spat out a mouthful of blood, and then stepped back.

Xiao Xuan followed him like a shadow, and finally kept within a distance of more than a foot from Qiu Ye. His fists did not stop at all, and countless afterimages were brought out, which completely submerged Qiu Ye in an instant.

This time, there is only one fast word for punching.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Xuan punched more than a thousand punches, and every punch would leave a faintly invisible fist mark on Qiu Ye's body. There are thousands of mountains on his body.

Countless voices resembling Hong Zhong Dalu echoed in the entire Linglong Tower. From the perspective of Xiao Zhinan and Qi Xianyun outside the tower, even the entire Linglong Tower was shaking slightly, and Qiu Ye retreated step by step, even though he was already connected to the Linglong Tower , still inevitably suffered heavy injuries.

With Xiao Xuan's last punch, Qiu Ye was sent flying.

Xiao Xuan formed fists with both hands and jumped up suddenly.

Big drumming style.

The fists hit Qiu Ye's body hard like two drumsticks, making a loud bang.

Countless blood flowers exploded from Qiu Ye's body, sprinkled on Xiao Xuan's black imperial clothes.

The already pitch-black imperial robe looked even deeper.

Qiu Ye was finally forced into a desperate situation. After landing, she inevitably staggered a few steps forward, and then pointed at Xiao Xuanxu.

This finger, fire is self-generated.

This fire is not a three-flavored fire, not an ordinary fire, it is called Yin fire.Burning from the bottom of the Yongquan point, it went straight to the mud palace, the five internal organs were turned into ashes, and the limbs were all rotten. The thousand years of asceticism were all illusory.

Three disasters and nine disasters, this fire is a fire, once the fire comes, even if you are not dead or extinguished, you will be turned into fly ash.

Black flames suddenly rose from under Xiao Xuan's feet, followed by black smoke continuously escaping from his seven orifices, and the originally white and jade-like skin was as yellow as paper, with layers of grayish-yellow color spreading.

Xiao Xuan coughed heavily, blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and was immediately evaporated by the hot temperature of his body surface.

At this moment, a vision suddenly appeared in the world.

A stream of purple air as thick as a mountain peak descended from the sky, like a purple waterfall pouring down from the Nine Heavens Milky Way. It contained a supreme majesty that should not exist in the human world, and it poured directly into the Linglong Pagoda.

At this moment, whether it was Jun Island or the entire Dongting Lake, almost everyone looked up and could see this purple waterfall hanging down from the nine heavens.

Inside the Linglong Pagoda, a torrent of purple air emerged out of thin air, covering it with autumn leaves and at the same time permeating the entire Taiqing Heaven.

Amidst the purple energy, Xiao Xuan's injuries became more and more serious. The emperor's robe, which symbolized the emperor's royal power, was not damaged at all, but the body under the emperor's robe was already scarred.

Even if it is the inexhaustible body of heaven and man, there is no way to resist it. Although it has not been completely fragmented, it has already shown signs of crumbling.

Xiao Xuan raised his hand, trembling slightly.

The area between his brows has been shattered, and the air is overflowing, like a hole in a porcelain pot, and the water in the bottle is constantly flowing out of it.

On the other hand, Qiu Ye's body began to grow backwards at a speed visible to the naked eye in the purple air. When the purple air dissipated, Qiu Ye had changed from a middle-aged man to a young man about the age of the crown. The "Thousand Mountains" were shaken off.

Although in terms of Qiu Ye's realm, rejuvenation is nothing but an easy task, but this time it is not because of Qiu Ye's Taoism, but because Xiao Xuan acted against the sky, Qiu Ye acted in accordance with the way of heaven, and the majestic way of heaven gave Qiu Ye A generous gift.

Qiu Ye's voice also changed into the voice of a young man along with her body, and said flatly: "Xiao Xuan, how did you kill the poor?"

Xiao Xuan stretched out his hand to hold his mouth, blood flowed profusely between his five fingers, and walked forward slowly.

The injuries on his body became more and more serious, but not all of them were left by Qiu Ye, and more of them were caused by the coercion of heaven, which made him feel like a huge mountain.

So Xiao Xuan said more than once that his time is running out.

Xiao Xuan's footsteps became faster and faster, and his steps became bigger and bigger, and the momentum he carried on his body became heavier and heavier.

In the last step, when the momentum reached its peak, Xiao Xuan took a deep breath, and the orifices on both fists lit up one by one. Without much attention, the simple punch came with the power of a tsunami, and it was extremely domineering. The vitality of heaven and earth is constantly squeezed out.

A series of thunder-like explosions sounded all around.

The purple energy seemed to be endless, Xiao Xuan just relied on one punch to forcibly split this wave of purple energy into two.

Shake the sky with manpower.

This is the essence of the Xiao family's boxing intention.

Xiao Xuan came to Qiuye again, but it was only a short distance away.

The outcome is within a hair's breadth.

If it is delayed any longer, even if there is no autumn leaves, Xiao Xuan will be dragged down by the endless coercion of heaven, so Xiao Xuan crazily suppresses regardless of heaven, and contributes [-] points.

Still a punch.

The purple energy from Qiu Ye's body poured out crazily, converging into a long river at his feet.

He collected his clothes with a solemn face, and bowed to Xiao Xuanji.

As early as many years ago, there has been a saying that Taoist gods and real people, who have proved immortality, can make the earth float and sink.

Today's poverty is only a thin line away from longevity. Can you, Xiao Xuan, bear my bow? !

Upside down.

(End of this chapter)