Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 1410 Six Paths of Samsara Fist

Tianxuan Holy Land, main hall.

Swords were tense and the atmosphere was extremely cold.

During the battle in the Ancient Forbidden Land, countless disciples of Tianxuan Holy Land died tragically. Except for a small group left behind by the previous Holy Master to guard Ming Xiaoyang, only a few of the remaining people escaped.

Originally, everyone including these disciples thought that Tianxuan Holy Land had no chance of surviving.

Unexpectedly, the Holy Son of Tianxuan, Ming Xiaoyang, who has always been regarded as the shame of Tianxuan Holy Land, actually concealed himself, killed the powerful king, and even held a Ji Dao Emperor Weapon in his hand, successfully stabilizing Tianxuan. The crumbling foundation of the Holy Land.

Tianxuan Holy Land, narrowly escaped death.

However, after rejoicing, these surviving Tianxuan disciples also had deep doubts about the Holy Son on the throne.

I suspect that he is deliberately asking everyone to go to the ancient and forbidden land to die in order to achieve his own personal glory!

Swish!
  The old madman clenched his iron fists tightly and stared straight at Ming Xiaoyang, with an unyielding murderous intent deep in his eyes.

Wei Yi stood to one side and said nothing, but looking at his expression, he clearly supported his senior brother!
  Ming Xiaoyang sat on the throne, stroking the dragon head armrest with his right hand, his eyes indifferent, without any emotion at all.

"Two uncles, are you doubting now that I know what the consequences of attacking the ancient forbidden land will be, but I just let everyone die in front of my eyes?"

After a long silence, Ming Xiaoyang spoke in a cadence.

"Isn't it?" the old madman said with a cold tone.

"Of course..." Ming Xiaoyang deliberately lengthened his tone, "Yes."

"That's absolutely right." Faced with the pressure from two of Tianxuan's three heroes, Ming Xiaoyang admitted unceremoniously.

"You're right, that's what I thought."

"For me, the only value of Tianxuan Holy Land is to let me test whether it can turn the tide! Apart from that, it has no other use!"

After saying that, a cold smile appeared on the corner of Ming Xiaoyang's mouth.

Boom!

The guess in their hearts was confirmed, and the old madman and Wei Yi were completely angered. The magic power in their bodies flowed, and there was a thunderous roar.

Although they had predicted it in their hearts, when it was confirmed, the two brothers still couldn't accept it!

"You traitor!" The roar from hell sounded. The old madman couldn't bear it anymore and punched him hard.

Six Paths of Samsara Fist!
  The terrifying light mist condensed on the fist, making the void tremble, lightning flashing and thunder, approaching Ming Xiaoyang's face.

Everything ceased to exist, all the light was extinguished, and everything disappeared in one breath.

This is absolute power, breaking through all obstacles!
  The long-lost Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist is so powerful that it is earth-shattering. A punch blasts out with absolute power.

With this punch, the old madman has surpassed the Second Immortal Killing Way and entered the realm of the Third Immortal King!
  Eight forbidden areas!

The leader of the Three Great Masters of Tianxuan is by no means an ordinary person. With the help of the supreme secret technique of Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, he can be compared to a Dao-killing King.

Swish!
  Brilliant brilliance shot out from Ming Xiaoyang's eyes, and Tianxin was operating at full strength in an instant, deducing the Six Paths of Samsara Fist.

On the outside, in the eyes of Wei Yi and the old madman, this traitor who betrayed his master and deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors seemed willing to die!
  boom!
  The divine fist is less than an inch away from Ming Xiaoyang, and it can hit him on the immortal platform and kill him.

At this time, Ming Xiaoyang finally moved.

A finger that was fair and fair, with not even a callus to be found, stood up and blocked the old madman's iron fist. If the old madman’s Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist is an immortal boxing technique that can make any being of the same level re-enter the reincarnation, then this finger of Ming Xiaoyang is like the mainstay of the Optimus Pillar!

In the flash of lightning and flint, the destructive power of the Six Paths of Samsara Fist was completely neutralized, making it impossible to move forward anymore.

"Uncle Master, you are not my opponent yet!" Ming Xiaoyang said lightly, "Take a move from me too!"

Swish!
  Before he finished speaking, his free left hand turned into a dragon's claw that was crushing down, firmly sealing the old madman's shoulder.

From the five fingers, sharp blades of light shot out, cutting through the void.

Nine Yin Divine Claws!

The same Nine Yin Divine Claws, when used now, are no longer the same as they were back then.

With the sublimation of experience and wisdom accumulated by Ming Xiaoyang for countless years, the Nine Yin Divine Claws are so powerful that they are almost like gods and demons.

Wei Yi, who was standing aside without taking any action, stared at the Holy Son in front of him. He shuddered when he saw a terrifying demonic figure merged into one with him.

Could this be the body of a god-demon battle?

The combat power is so strong that it is invincible at the same level!
  boom!
  Facing the Nine Yin Divine Claws struck by Ming Xiaoyang on the throne, the old madman's clear eyes blinked, and there was no trace of calmness in the depths of his extremely sharp eyes.

His body flashed, and his fists shot out countless times in an instant, aiming at Ming Xiaoyang's overwhelming Nine Yin Divine Claws.

The fists and claws intertwined, but they were unable to restrain all the strength. The terrifying power swept through the entire hall, shaking the hall.

If it weren't for the saint-level formations left behind by the first patriarch in the main hall, this move alone would have been enough to level the main hall.

"Hey, old ghost." Under the bombardment of the Six Paths of Samsara Fist, Ming Xiaoyang's attack of the Nine Yin Divine Claws was in vain, but he was not angry at all. He just smacked his lips and said, "Are you crazy? Tianxuan Holy Land has become like this. , you still want to fight me to the death?"

"Is it possible that the huge Tianxuan Holy Land cannot compare to the hatred in your heart?"

"The rebuilt Tianxuan Holy Land is yours alone, not ours." The old madman's black hair danced, his murderous intention was extremely determined, "Today, even if we die together, I will kill you, the deceitful teacher." Traitor of our ancestors!”

The destruction of Tianxuan Holy Land can be said to be self-inflicted.

But the hatred in my heart will eventually find a way to vent. There is no doubt that Ming Xiaoyang is the best choice!

Therefore, the old madman put all the debts on his head and wanted to kill him.

He stepped on the Tianxuan footwork under his feet, and his figure was phantomed. He punched out one iron fist after another, and the shadow of the fist blocked the sky and blocked the whole body of Ming Xiaoyang.

In an instant, Ming Xiaoyang was submerged in the shadow of fists.

Wow!
  In front of a being who was infinitely close to the Immortal Three Ways and even touched the legendary Eight Forbidden Realms, Ming Xiaoyang remained motionless and relaxed.

A hand moved in front of him, and endless pure spiritual energy gathered in front of him.

The third of the Thirteen Huangji moves: The divine dragons come out to ask about reincarnation!

Ouch!

A clear dragon roar sounded, and six vivid, ferocious dragons with full scales and claws appeared.

Connected end to end, it turns into a six-path reincarnation disk that exudes the meaning of reincarnation, facing the most powerful boxing technique in this world - Six-Path Reincarnation Fist!

(End of this chapter)