jiquan reincarnation

Chapter 158 Neon Martial Arts
Hearing Zhao Xuanqi's words, Hua Jingcheng's eyes suddenly shot out an extremely fierce and fierce light.

In an instant, a terrifying murderous aura shot out from his body. The black cloud covered the entire arena and began to spread outward. Countless black feathers fell slowly, and the edges of each feather were extremely sharp, as if they could split space.

The audience around the arena obviously felt a strong threat and felt a strong sense of suffocation.

The feelings of many martial arts masters present are even more profound. This momentum is very different from the momentum formed by the Chinese martial arts.

In the Divine Martial Arts, a hundred flowers bloom. To a certain extent, lethality is not the first pursuit of the Divine Martial Arts.

Control the body, surpass oneself, have strong flesh and blood, be extraordinary and refined, integrate the truth into boxing, what is punched is not a boxing, but a story, a character, and a way.

The neon kendo is different. Most of the neon kendos pursue pure killing. All moves are for the purpose of killing the opponent. Natural selection is extremely cruel, which is also in line with the terrain characteristics and natural characteristics of their country. environment and national character.

Only if you are ruthless and ruthless enough, you can survive better.

This is the way of killing.

This kind of kendo characteristic is fully displayed in Hua Jingcheng's body at this time. Ordinary people who confront this kind of neon kendo master will be overwhelmed by the soaring murderous aura in an instant, become mentally disturbed, and even die due to cerebral blood vessel rupture.

Guo Tianyou, whose injuries had initially stabilized, looked very ugly at the moment, and this aura reminded him of his confrontation with Makoto Huajing just now.

His strength is not weak, but the real strength lies in the flying sword raised in the Niwan Palace. If the flying sword is broken, he loses [-]% of his abilities, not to mention being stimulated by the opponent's sword intent, he fell instantly. defeat.

The opponent's sword intent is formless, but there is extreme cunning hidden in the terrifying and sharp killing intent. There is a faint sense of rigidity and softness between gathering and dispersing. Even in the way of killing, it already belongs to the extreme artistic conception. Strong sword intent.

Zhao Xuanqi, whether he can withstand the oppression of this sword intent is the key to the next duel.

Hua Jingcheng's aura is like black feathers falling, covering Zhao Xuanqi's whole body. These falling feathers are actually a strong sense of threat produced by the full activation of his eyes, perception, intuition, killing intent and other sensory functions, observing Zhao Xuanqi's every move.

Each falling feather was actually caused by Makoto Huajing's continuous and rapid movement of killing intent.

Creatures have their own sense of crisis, just like when an injection is given, the needle barrel has not fallen, and when the corresponding skin has already produced a chill and shrinks, martial arts masters can use the aura of their eyes to bring this effect to the extreme.

These black feathers have the effect of detection. Once the opponent has the slightest reaction under the stimulation of his own killing intent, this is a flaw that can be seized. The killing intent scattered all over the sky will instantly concentrate into a sharp sword, just like When targeting Guo Tianyou, the body and mind are one, and the attack comes instantly.

Momentum, never manifested alone, has an inseparable relationship with the material form.

However, in Hua Jingcheng's spiritual perception, Zhao Xuanqi seemed to be standing loosely at this time, but his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist, and the sharp black feathers that were transformed into murderous intent from the sky fell down, and they were all swallowed up by this mist. It didn't have any impact on Zhao Xuanqi.

Not moving like a mountain.

No flaws?

Makoto Huai narrowed his eyes slightly, and he seemed to be able to utter wild words, which was somewhat capable.

Then let you show your flaws!

The next moment, Makoto Huajing inhaled slightly, his lungs swelled, and he stepped lightly.

His body was as light as a feather, as if he had no weight, and he seemed to shrink into an inch in an instant, and he came to Zhao Xuanqi's side.

Zhao Xuanqi's pupils shrank suddenly.

this speed
Simply extraordinary!
In an instant, Hua Jingcheng's hands shook suddenly, leaving countless afterimages under the light.

With his terrifying dynamic vision, Zhao Xuanqi could see clearly. The pores on the opponent's arms suddenly opened, and then a thin air blade lingered on his palm with the shaking of his palm muscles, as thin as Cicada wings, extremely sharp.

Moreover, at the moment when his pores opened and closed, his palms instantly became vigorous, as if he had gained some kind of impetus, and the speed was extremely fast.

gas?

Brush brush brush brush! !
Huai Makoto's palms fell suddenly, like countless feathers falling, exuding a fatal beauty.

The ear-piercing sound of breaking wind sounded, and under the control of his stellar energy, sharp air blades several meters long spread from his palm, criss-crossing, and there was nowhere to hide!

Yu Nianliu, three thousand feathers fall! !
This is the move that defeated Guo Tianyou just now. Even the skin membrane of the whole body of a master of the three qi realm can be cut instantly in the state of qi surge. One can imagine the strength of this level of qi blade!

It was at the moment when the attack fell.

Zhao Xuanqi, who was loose all over, suddenly underwent a terrifying change.

Boom! !

The heart was beating violently, the viscera were bursting, the vocal cords vibrated slightly, and the muscles were tense like bowstrings.
All kinds of energies were superimposed, and all kinds of voices stirred each other, and finally turned into a roar that was earth-shattering and earth-shattering.

Roar! !

Amidst the spiritual aura, a huge mouth of an unknown beast appeared, as if a loud cry could break the sky and turn the sky, but the shape of the beast was very blurred and couldn't be seen clearly.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhao Xuanqi concealed his ferocious beast mental aura to a certain extent, so as to conceal the true meaning of Hundred Beasts Fist.

However, he didn't have any reservations about his physical strength.

It is easy to detect the mental aura, but the abnormality in the strength is not the top school of animal-shaped boxing such as Xuanwu Baihumen, so it is difficult to detect the abnormality.

The heart was throbbing, and the sudden burst was extremely violent, like a blow from a cannon.

Without using all kinds of secret techniques, even Fan Shiyan, the descendant of the White Tiger Gate, was repelled by one move!

The terrifying stellar energy pounced on Makoto Huai like a beast with a huge mouth, and the air flow in the entire arena was disrupted.

However, in front of Hua Jingcheng, this trick did not work.

The strength of the air blade transformed by the other party's stellar qi was beyond imagination, and the terrifying air current in the shape of the turbulence was unable to completely dispel the air blade transformed by this person!

Brush brush! !

On the contrary, it was the stellar qi form shot out by the shape of Yu, which was instantly expanded by the criss-cross blade net, and the air current rippled and exploded, producing a terrifying impact, just like a grenade exploded.

Huajing Makoto's figure was like a feather, and under the impact of this air current, he flew backwards lightly and unscathed, while Zhao Xuanqi, on the other hand, appeared on the palm that became extremely huge after the superimposition of energy and blood. Blood flowed out from the criss-cross blade wounds.

"Such a violent outburst, your heart's profound ability is really rare, and there is indeed a reason for your arrogance, but it's a pity that you met me."

Hanai Makoto said lightly.

"The Qi Blade has reached this strength. In terms of your strength, it is no longer achievable by pure skills. I somewhat understand your martial arts and abilities. The neon martial arts are a mixture of secret medicine and martial arts. Is there an advantage? There are indeed some ways."

Zhao Xuanqi looked at the dozen or so bloody wounds on his palm, but his expression was extremely calm.

(End of this chapter)