Supreme Soldier King City Tour

Chapter 355 The Tenth Knife
Old Qin's face was serious, he could perceive the power of this move.

Compared with the previous fights, this is Donghuang Guiyi's true strength.

I saw a deep and mysterious aura around Qin Lao's fists, which was extremely rich.

It seems arrogant, but in fact it has a lot of inner meaning.

"This is my ancient Huaxia boxing technique, Qiankun Baguaquan. How is it compared to your Jiujiuguiyidao?"

Old Qin's plain words made Donghuang Guiyi frown, and immediately swung out the first saber.

A long knife formed only by the gathering of extreme power fell towards Mr. Qin, but he did not dodge.

The pair of fists collided with it as if they were rotating in the sky and the earth.

To Donghuang Guiyi's shock, Elder Qin's fist contained universe, and the wind of the fist was fierce, and the power in it entwined ninety-nine Guiyi swords, like thousands of silk threads, penetrating into every hole.

Actually broke and scattered the power of the first knife...

Wu Xuan was extremely shocked, he never thought that Elder Qin could still master such ancient Chinese boxing techniques.

He has heard of this Qiankun Baguaquan, which is a legendary boxing technique in China.

Its boxing technique contains complex and profound principles, and it is extremely difficult to learn it. In Huaxia, there are no more than three people who know this kind of ancient boxing technique.

At this moment, Donghuang Guiyi was not immersed in the shock of being destroyed by the first knife, but at the same time bred the power of the second knife.

Ninety-nine return to one knife, one knife is better than one knife.

This first cut was just a warm-up for the next kill.

"Second knife!"

Donghuang Guiyi's eyes were cold, and his whole body was full of murderous aura. There seemed to be a long black knife on the knife, like the soul of the knife.

The sword soul is estimated to be formed by the condensation of the rich soul of the dead and the blood of the enemy.

Suddenly, Donghuang Guiyi's terrifying power erupted, and the black knife slashed out.

The edge of the blade contained a scarlet aura, completely different from the first knife, and the second knife was more powerful and fierce.

Old Qin was fearless and fearless, his eyes were indifferent, his fists condensed the power of gossip, and he attacked suddenly.

The burst of fist power was the power of Zhengyang, the majesty of staunchness, which completely shattered the aura of Heidao.

"Not bad! Come again!" Boss Qin laughed, as if it wasn't enough.

Donghuang Guiyi gritted his teeth secretly, Mr. Qin was more difficult than he imagined, this pair of fists was really hard to deal with.

In the midst of his thoughts, the third sword had fallen, and his figure wandered around in the battle, slashing out again and again.

This third knife possesses extreme speed, no matter how powerful the opponent is, he cannot resist the attack of thousands of knifes in an instant.

Elder Qin curled his lips and smiled, Qiankun Bagua fist intertwined with each other, outlining a pattern of gossip.

It contains the universe of heaven and earth, which is the real power of heaven and earth. If it is used to the extreme, it is enough to destroy everything in front of you.

Donghuang Guiyi expected to be defeated. If he hadn't discovered the danger early, he might have died in Qin Lao's hands.

Elder Qin's strength was beyond Donghuang Guiyi's imagination.

But his perseverance as a Tianren made him refuse to admit defeat. Since Donghuang Guiyi has reached the level of Tianren, it is not for nothing.

Just now, he just displayed the power of three swords, that is, ninety-nine returns to one sword.

The real power is in the last six knives.

Donghuang Guiyi suddenly raised his eyes, and the long knife floated up in front of him.

Immediately, the power burst out, and dozens of long knives appeared, which he personally grasped, and came with unparalleled wind speed to attack and kill.

Wu Xuan was dumbfounded seeing this scene!

A dangling knife?

This is too amazing!
In fact, Wu Xuan could also guess that it was because the speed of Donghuang's return to one was too fast, which gave people the illusion of the knife floating.

I saw that the long knife was slashing rapidly in Donghuang Guiyi's hand, sealing off Elder Qin in all directions.

He thought that there would probably be nothing he could do if he let Qin's boss do his best.

"Break!" Elder Qin responded calmly, attacking calmly with his fists.

Donghuang Guiyi was really fast, but Mr. Qin seemed to have guessed everything a long time ago, and he was able to easily take the offensive every time.

Ninety-nine return to one knife is so terrifying!
However, when Old Qin saw his tricks, he really made Donghuang Guiyi a little ashamed.

He actually felt a little powerless, facing the old man's tricky boxing techniques, the ninety-nine return to one sword that he had always been proud of was helpless.

"Little baby, is he admitting defeat now? No way." Elder Qin said contemptuously.

Donghuang Guiyi took a breath, straightened his body, and said: "If it weren't for standing weakly, the people of Donghuang Royal would never admit defeat."

"The next few knives, see if you can catch it!"

Donghuang Guiyi's aura suddenly became fierce, reaching the peak state.

Elder Qin was also dignified, not daring to hide anything, and directly mobilized all his strength.

Ninety-nine returns to one sword and the last five swords are the essence of the whole technique.

There is no luxurious and complicated posture, only the purest killing power.

Ninety-nine returns to one sword, and it really lives by killing.

A long knife, full of murderous intentions in Donghuang Guiyi's hand, faced him head-on, and slashed at Elder Qin.

A monstrous aura emanated from the long knife, like a bloody flame that could burn everything.

Qin Lao's fists are good for the world, and the gossip is the palm. It seems easy, but in fact it contains thousands of things. This is the essence of ancient Huaxia boxing.

No matter how strong the opponent is, they can't match the power of ancient boxing.

a knife
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两刀
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Three knives
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Donghuang Guiyi's power was rising steadily, and a hurricane blew up out of thin air, wrapping around the long knife, trying to kill Qin Lao to death.

Qin Lao struck out quickly with both fists, and every time he was able to find Donghuang Guiyi's weakness, scattered his attacks, and caught him by surprise.

Jiujiu Guiyi's last knife condensed the strength of Donghuang Guiyi's life.

"kill!"

"break!"

Elder Qin finally threw a shocking punch and collided with Jiujiugui.

"Oh!"

Donghuanggui retreated one after another, and he turned pale with shock.

Elder Qin stood there quietly, as if he had done something insignificant.

Donghuang Guiyi couldn't believe it, the ninety-nine Guiyi knife he was so proud of didn't even hurt the opponent's hair!
He is well aware of the difference between ninety-nine and one sword. It seems to be facing each other head-on, but actually forms a killing encirclement around it, making it impossible for the enemy to escape.

But Mr. Qin was able to deal with it calmly no matter how powerful Jiu Jiu Gui Yi Dao was.

"How?" Elder Qin said.

Donghuang Guiyi gritted his teeth and shouted, "I haven't lost yet."

His gaze suddenly turned violent, he clenched his long knife tightly, and charged at Elder Qin to kill.

The figure of Guiyi, the Nine Eastern Emperors, swept across the battlefield, just like his avatar, attacking from all directions, carrying a surging killing momentum.

"Is this the last thing in the bottom of the box? Is it the tenth cut?" Qin Lao sneered.

Mr. Qin's guess is correct, this move is the essence of Jiu Jiu Gui Yi Dao.

Ordinary people have never had the chance to see the ultimate move of Jiujiugui Yidao, because they died long ago.

This tenth sword is the essence of the nine swords. Those who can see him have only one result without exception-death!

The tenth move!
Elder Qin's pupils shrank suddenly. If that's the case, then you'll be convinced to lose.

Donghuang turned into a gust of wind, Qin Lao remained as still as a bell, and the Qiankun Baguaquan drew a profound fist.

Donghuang Guiyi immediately sensed that something was wrong, and Elder Qin's punches became more and more fierce.

Torrential waves swept out, filled with dust, Wu Xuan and Apollo couldn't see clearly what was going on in the arena.

(End of this chapter)