Invincible upgrade system

Chapter 250 A slap in the face, pop!

The palm print flew away in the air, although the speed was very fast, but it was silent, giving the feeling of a light palm, without any lethality.

Weng Xing on the opposite side couldn't help laughing out loud. He didn't use his martial arts when he raised his long knife, but just cut out a milky white light.Apparently, Weng Xing didn't think that Yang Xiu could bring much pressure to him, and the slash was just a casual blow from him.

However, Weng Xing himself is a great power in the Profound Realm after all, even a casual blow can have great power, I saw that milky white knife light rising in the wind, sweeping the world in a blink of an eye.

Looking around, the huge world has become a white world.

Seeing this scene, the numerous knife cultivators who watched from above shook their heads in unison. Weng Xing had already cultivated to the Tongxuan realm many years ago, and his strength can be described as extremely strong. The move he made seemed ordinary, but actually has great power.

And what about Yang Xiu?It's just a sword cultivator at the Profound Core Realm. I'm afraid Yang Xiu might not be able to resist Weng Xing's sword light even if he used his strongest martial skills.After all, the gap between the two is too big, they are not at the same level, and martial arts cannot make up for it at all.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if Yang Xiu can withstand Weng Xing's blow, so what, Weng Xing has not used his full strength, and there is no way to hit him next time.

As for Yang Xiushen, a martial artist who specializes in sword skills, facing Weng Xing, a power in the Mysterious Realm, he didn't use the most powerful sword skill, but took a faint gray-white palm print.

In the eyes of many people, Yang Xiu had already conceded defeat.

Perhaps, the ruthless words Yang Xiu said just now were just to support the scene and save Fenglei Hall's face, and the palm that Yang Xiu slapped was probably just a process to let others know that he would not easily succumb to Weng Leitang's face. It's just Xing's subordinates.

After all, Yang Xiu, who is in the Profound Core Realm, can fight against Weng Xing, which is something worth boasting in itself.

"Hey, I thought that Fengleitang would rather die than bow down, but I didn't expect Yang Xiu to give in anyway." A senior high school swordsman sighed.

"This is actually human nature. After all, Tongxuan Realm and Profound Core Realm are two completely different existences. Yang Xiu has the guts to stand up and defend Fenglei Hall." Someone next to him defended Yang Xiudao.

"That's right, the difference in strength is so big, anyone would think rationally, no one wants to make unnecessary sacrifices. Huh? No!"

The knife repairman who spoke first hadn't finished speaking when he suddenly saw a change below!

I saw Yang Xiu below took a gray-white palm print and cut out a black space vortex. The space vortex spun wildly. Although it was smashed by Weng Xing's white knife light, it barely blocked Weng Xing's attack. trick.

However, what is shocking is not this, but Weng Xing's reaction!
Yang Xiu's gray-white palm print pierced through the void, and smashed into Weng Xing's head like a light ball of paper. Then, under the astonished eyes of everyone, Weng Xing, who was so strong at the Tongxuan Realm, let out a muffled snort, his whole body trembled. Trembling!

Seeing this situation, everyone's eyes widened subconsciously. What exactly was that palm that Yang Xiu took just now, it could actually affect Weng Xing!

Only everyone in Fenglei Hall showed a look of surprise, a look that we have known for a long time.

The true magic seal of Dusheng smashed into Weng Xing's sea of ​​consciousness, but Weng Xing didn't go crazy on the spot. This was a bit surprising to Yang Xiu. It seems that Weng Xing's soul strength is far stronger than that of Lin Ming before.

However, one palm print can't disturb Weng Xing's sea of ​​souls, so what about ten or twenty? !
Yang Xiu flipped his hands, changing his handprints again and again, only to see a phantom of the soul shining with a faint golden light emerge from Yang Xiu's head. The moment the phantom just appeared, all the knife cultivators suddenly felt a wave of spiritual power. deep depression.

In the astonished eyes, Yang Xiu's golden spirit swelled against the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it soared to a giant of three feet, and then transformed into a three-headed and six-armed miraculous appearance amidst golden lights.

The three heads opened their eyes at the same time, and glanced sharply at Weng Xing, and the six arms waving in mid-air also made prints at the same time, making gray-white palm prints the size of washbasins!

"What is this?!" Everyone was dumbfounded, their mouths opened wide because of extreme shock, they could almost stuff a fist into it!
"Damn it, three heads and six arms!"

"This, what is this? Is it the Dharma of Buddhism?!"

All eyes swept to the eminent monks of Xuankong Temple, but those eminent monks looked confused, and looked at Yang Xiu's venerable spirit one by one, speechless.

"Master, is that golden phantom that Yang Xiu cast is the Dharma image of your Buddhism?" Someone asked curiously.

"Well, I'm not sure about this," the old monk in cassock hesitated, "Although we also have three-headed and six-armed Dharma in our Buddhism, it seems to be different from that of Benefactor Yang."

"Oh? What's different?"

"Buddhist Dharma images basically contain strong Buddha power, but the Taoist spirit of Master Yang makes poor monks feel no Buddha power," the old monk paused, and said, "And , there is a faint sacred aura in the spirit of Master Yang, and a sense of evil."

After finishing speaking, the old monk couldn't help but said, "Amitabha, I have been in the wilderness for many years, and I have seen a lot. But this is the first time I have seen a man like Yang benefactor who can combine two completely different things, the sacred and the evil. The fusion of power is so perfect, this old monk is ignorant."

"If you say that, Yang Xiu is not using a Buddhist method?" Someone frowned, "If it's not a Buddhist method, what would it be?"

"Stop discussing, just look at the following, Weng Xing can't hold it anymore!"

An almost roaring voice disrupted everyone's thoughts. Those who were still wondering where Yang Xiu learned the method didn't care about discussing it, and hurriedly looked down.

I saw that Weng Xing's eyes were red, he was panting heavily, and he was holding his head tightly with his hands, his whole body was trembling, as if he was going through something extremely painful, even the long knife in his hand could not be touched. Tossed aside.

On Yang Xiu's side, six arms waved wildly, making dense gray-white palm prints, and suddenly attacked Weng Xing.

One after another, the soul-breaking true magic seal smashed into Weng Xing's head, making the precarious Weng Xing even more irritable. At this time, Weng Xing's eyes were blackened, and he swayed as if he was drunk.

And his eye sockets were so red that he could drip blood, obviously already on the verge of madness.

"Yang Xiu!!" Weng Xing yelled sadly, fisted his hands and smashed his head desperately, his forehead was cracked, and hot blood trickled out from the wound.

"Hmph!" Yang Xiu sneered, and made a talisman with his palms, taking his soul back into his body, then raised the Heaven Splitting Sword, and slashed at Weng Xing violently!
The majestic golden saber energy surged out from the blade, and directly turned into four sword dragons with claws and claws, and rushed away!
"boom!"

The moment the four saber dragons touched Weng Xing, they exploded, and with Weng Xing as the center, a dazzling golden sun lit up within a radius of several hundred meters.Countless paths of extremely sharp saber energy criss-crossed in the scorching sun, cutting Weng Xing who was in a mad state and screaming loudly.

Before the golden sun disappeared completely, Yang Xiu turned into a blurred afterimage and came to Weng Xing. Then, he raised his palm and slapped him fiercely!
"Snapped!"

A clear and loud sound suddenly sounded on the spot, and Weng Xing, who was in a state of confusion, was slapped hard across the face. The powerful impact slapped him a hundred meters away, until he hit the mountain behind him hard. Let go of this great force.

The next moment, a gust of wind blew, and Yang Xiu had already come to Weng Xing. Seeing Weng Xing lying on the ground with a dazed face, Yang Xiu raised the sole of his foot and stomped on it!
"Oh!"

With the sound of whistling wind, Yang Xiu directly stepped on Weng Xing's chest. Although Yang Xiu only had the strength of Profound Core Realm, half of Weng Xing's chest was still collapsed with this kick.

"Master Weng, do you have anything to say now?" Yang Xiu bowed slightly, looking at Weng Xing, whose hair was disheveled and in a mess.

"You, I..." Weng Xing just raised his finger to Yang Xiu, before he finished speaking, he vomited a mouthful of old blood, and then simply passed out.

"Hey!"

Yang Xiu let out a snort, the True Demon Seal of Dusheng is a martial skill that specializes in attacking the soul, although Weng Xing is a strong man in the Tongxuan Realm, he is a sword repairer!
Sword repair means that the soul and body are not much stronger. Under Yang Xiu's series of attacks, his soul must have been severely injured long ago.Without a few months or an elixir that nourishes the soul, he can never return to his original strength!

Yang Xiu, who moved his feet away from Weng Xing's body and wiped the hot sweat from his brow, suddenly realized that the scene was extremely quiet.

The strong men watching the battle above their heads were all silent, looking at him dully.Yang Xiu defeated Weng Xing so fast that it was too late for people to react.

In the eyes of those strong people who watched the battle, Yang Xiu just used his soul phantom to make gray and white palm prints, and then cut out four sword dragons.Then, Weng Xing was completely beaten!

The vast majority of people were still stuck in the moment when Yang Xiu slapped Weng Xing, and some even subconsciously covered their cheeks.Yang Xiu used all his strength to slap the slap, and the sound of the slap made people feel chills in the bottom of his heart.

After a long while, the disciples of Fenglei Hall let out a roar that shook the sky,
"Won!"

"The vice hall master won!"

"Haha, let me just say, even if Weng Xing is a veteran of the Profound Realm, so what? He still lost at the hands of the Hall Master! The Hall Master killed Lin Ming from the Profound Realm before! "

"Really? I seem to remember before that you don't have any hope for the deputy hall master. Who said just now that Weng Xing is powerful, and the hall master is not necessarily Weng Xing's opponent?"

"Hey, I'm worried about the hall master! Weng Xing is not comparable to Lin Ming. The hall master must pay the price. No, the hall master has even released his soul."

The disciples of the Fenglei Hall in the sky were in a mess. Under the leadership of Lan Lin, the disciples of the Fenglei Hall beamed down from the sky, and then surrounded Yang Xiu, spitting excitedly and speaking enthusiastically and reverently.

However, many disciples of Fanhai Hall were ashen-faced, they landed quietly, and helped the unconscious Weng Xing to leave the place.

Shame!
It's too embarrassing for him. Mom!
The majestic head of Fanhai Hall, Weng Xing who had cultivated to the Profound Realm, unexpectedly lost to Yang Xiu, who was only in the Profound Core Realm!
Today's battle will definitely spread, Yang Xiu's reputation will definitely increase, and Fan Haitang will be pointed at and ridiculed in the future.It's not that the disciples of Fanhaitang didn't want to avenge Weng Xing, but even Weng Xing was defeated for no reason, and they didn't even have the courage to face Yang Xiu!
The people in Fenglei Hall were cheering, the people in Fanhai Hall left in despair, and the knife cultivators watching the battle were even more confused.

WTF?

What did the people from Fenglei Hall say just now?
Yang Xiu had killed Lin Ming before?
Isn't Lin Ming the deputy hall master of Qingshuang Hall!

Grass!
Yang Xiu, who was in the Profound Core Realm, actually killed Lin Ming, who was in the Profound Core Realm? !
(End of this chapter)