Great Dao Ji

silence!

Deathly silence.

In front of the Xiayi Gate, on the open plains for dozens of miles, except for the constant whistling of the air, not a single sound could be heard.

No one could have imagined that this disciple of the Six Hells Demon King, the Holy Son of the Six Hells who had successively killed many masters who had been famous for decades, could be defeated so easily with a single palm.

For a time, even many top masters on the Earth Ranking lost their voices and were shocked.

They have practiced martial arts for many years, their Qi veins have been condensed, and they naturally have good eyesight.

Feng Qingxuan's sword strike, no matter the angle, energy, momentum, or intention, was extremely wonderful. If it were any one of them, facing this sword, they would have the only way to retreat.

Retreat, then dodge, and wait for the opportunity by wandering to have a chance of victory.

To destroy the continuous river of sword light head-on, it would take such terrifying power that their scalps would go numb just thinking about it.

"That palm"

Yun Haitian's eyes narrowed.

Only a few people present could see what happened at that moment, and naturally he was among them.

He knew clearly that An Qisheng, the blood demon who was second on the Earth Ranking, just stepped down and tens of feet in radius had been reduced to ruins. With that step, the invisible energy stirred up by a pure physical force was disrupted. Feng Qingxuan's breath.

And the palm that followed didn't seem to have any subtlety, but in fact it was all-encompassing and contained an extremely strong will.

Under that palm, the air flow seemed to be expelled and turned into complete nothingness.

Therefore, he was able to break into Feng Qingxuan's knife network that was criss-crossed and had no flaws.

This kind of power is no longer something Qi Mai can possess.

Even if he tried his best, he might not be able to achieve this effect.

What's more important is that his physique is so strong that it is inhuman, and he can actually smash the sharp sword light.

With the movement of his body, he was able to cross dozens of feet of continuous sword net, and he severely injured Feng Qingxuan with one palm.

Even he cannot do this.

The Demon Sword Slash is a very famous method of breaking Qi in the world. If he were to do this, he would probably be pierced by the Qi, and would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

"Ho~ho~"

In the dust, Feng Qingxuan faced up to the sky, and a large mouthful of blood poured into his trachea.

His heart was filled with infinite unwillingness.

He practiced the Heart Sutra of Fighting Demons, Demon Sword Slash, Demon Realm Infinity and other supreme magical skills of the Six Hell Demon Sect, and was hailed as the number one genius of the contemporary Holy Sect.

He had been in seclusion for many years. At the time when the dragon was soaring from the abyss, he was about to ascend to the divine veins, achieve great martial arts, and become famous all over the world.

How could he be so strong?

How could it be so strong?

Feng Qingxuan was filled with reluctance. His energy was extremely powerful, and it was impossible for any energy warrior to break his energy network. This was what his master Pang Wanyang said personally.

But the old Taoist priest shattered his Qi, Qi, muscles, bones, organs and internal organs with just one palm.

Is this Qi Meridian? ! ! !

"puff!"

Endless unwillingness finally fell silent, his already collapsed chest collapsed, and his last breath spurted out of his throat, spraying little drops of blood in the dust in the sky.

The vigorous vitality of the great Qi vessels fell into complete silence among the earth and stone dust that fell like rain.

Until the moment of death, he could not even utter a single word.

"Feng Qingxuan"

Looking at the several-foot-long ruins not far away that all sank three feet away, Wushuang's body trembled, and his heart felt cold.

She had imagined the scene after Feng Qingxuan's death many times, but she never expected that she would not feel any excitement or joy after his death.

Instead, it was completely cold to the bone.

Because, from the beginning to the end, there was a strong and murderous aura that locked her tightly.

This murderous intention was so strong, it was like being surrounded by seawater on all sides after falling into the sea, making it impossible for her to breathe.

No, after the Qi veins are condensed, there is absolutely no possibility of suffocation even if you fall into the deep sea.

But at this moment, she really felt suffocated.

It was as if there was an invisible big hand of fear, tightly grasping her body and mind.

"Senior, senior"

Wushuang's flawless face turned whiter and whiter, and her delicate forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

Under An Qisheng's lowered gaze, she felt trembling.

Just like facing those powerful men with divine veins in the sect.

She didn't dare to run away. In front of such a being, the distance of more than a hundred feet was no different than face to face. The only possibility of escaping was to die faster.

At this time, she was filled with regret.

"The Soul Seizing Technique is used well."

In the breeze, An Qisheng spoke calmly, without any emotion in his eyes.

"Senior, I have learned from you, but I don't know that Master Yun has an old relationship with you."

Wushuang turned her face slightly, and her veil went away with the wind, revealing her flawless and beautiful face:

"This junior is willing to help Master Yun unlock this soul-stealing technique."

Breathing stagnated all around.

The people in the martial arts world looked at that beautiful face and felt their hearts go numb.

There is a kind of person who makes people unconsciously soft-hearted even in a life-and-death struggle.

This kind of person is called Wushuang.

Her face is exquisite, her facial features are all beautiful, and her every frown and smile are captivating.

At this time, he is about to cry, which is the most arousing man's protective desire.

Whether young or old.

Feeling the killing intent receding like a tide, Wushuang just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard a calm voice ringing in his ears:

"No need."

What?

Wushuang's heart was shocked, and he looked up, and saw the old Taoist priest step forward, and his five fingers flicked lightly in the void.

Buzz~

As his five fingers flicked, visible ripples spread out.

At this moment, the void in front of him seemed to be pinched by the palm.

Then, in the whistling wind, An Qisheng had swept a hundred feet across, and pulled out a huge dragon of air waves mixed with rolling mud and smoke behind him.

"Except me, no one can unlock the soul-stealing method!"

Wushuang let out a light whistle, and at the same time, his slender jade arm wiped his waist, and a long sword flickered like a dragon in the red clothes, waving a sky full of sword shadows.

Retreat!

Retreat violently!

Witnessing Feng Qingxuan's miserable appearance, she had no intention of facing the enemy head-on.

But the whistling wind, a hundred feet away in an instant, and the rolling wind had blown up her red skirt sleeves in an instant.

Clang clang clang~~~

The short sword hummed softly, flashing and disappearing in the rolling wind. It seemed that in just a moment, the void in front of her was already filled with sword shadows.

At this moment, she had no intention of hiding.

The true energy spread out, and it was like thousands of invisible swords in the heavy airflow.

Under the sword light like rain, Wushuang's figure moved and transformed, pulling out a series of phantoms.

Her speed was not slow. In a flash, she had retreated a hundred feet away, and in the void a hundred feet in front of her, it was full of sword lights and sword shadows she swung out.

Like a forest, like a prison!

But the next moment, her pupils shrank.

The old Taoist priest had come across with the momentum of wind and thunder, and his speed seemed to leave a string of illusory shadows behind him.

He pushed his arm horizontally, and the endless air waves rolled and exploded, and had already penetrated the hundred-foot-long forest of sword shadows.

The air around him was whistling, like a wrinkled wind, like a sea of ​​​​surging waves. The sword shadows that were powerful enough to cut gold and jade were blown away by the bursting air waves before they even touched his body.

Then, the crystal-like jade palm, which contained extremely terrifying power, had already lashed down from top to bottom.

Boom!

A palm slapped, like an ancient elephant swinging its arm, and like a majestic mountain moving over. Ten feet away, the surging air waves had already roared shrilly, as if the space was shattered by this palm.

Fierce and messy!

This palm slapped down, not to mention the mortal body, even a wall was enough to knock down!

Under the violent and turbulent airflow, the unparalleled and flawless face was distorted.

"Ah!"

Under the extremely terrifying murderous intent, she let out a long roar, and her body turned from extreme retreat to extreme advance in an instant!

The sword light on the short sword flickered for several feet, like a spear, piercing straight into An Qisheng's palm.

At the same time, her left hand swept from behind again, and when it came out again, it had already grasped a red golden egg the size of a goose egg.

"Red Fiber Breaking Qi Needle!"

In front of the Xiayi Gate, Yun Haitian shook his body, his true energy surged, and his voice was like an arrow that pierced through the heavy air flow:

"Brother, be careful!"

But even if he vomited his true energy and sent a secret voice, how could he compare to Wushuang pressing the hidden weapon faster.

"Die!"

Wushuang gritted his teeth and pressed the Red Fiber Breaking Qi Needle in his hand.

Red Fiber Breaking Qi Needle is a real killer.

Even a strong man like Yun Haitian would be seriously injured if he took it!

The old Taoist rushed over, and his speed was so fast that it was impossible for him to avoid the Red Fiber Breaking Qi Needle at such a distance!

Unlike the Red Fiery Needle that she gave to Yun Dongliu, the one in her hand was far superior in both quality and power, and it was also tempered with a strange Red Fiery Poison!

Once hit, even the Qi and Qi would be killed immediately!

Crack~

The golden egg cracked, and the silver light instantly became stronger.

Millions of silver needles burst out with brilliant light in an instant, blooming like lotus between the two.

Swish, swish, swish~~~

Countless sounds of breaking Qi resounded through the sky, and in the eyes of many onlookers in the martial arts world, An Qisheng was enveloped.

When~

At the moment when the hidden weapon burst out, the short sword in Wushuang's palm had been completely broken under that palm.

But she gritted her teeth and did not release the force at all. She took all the force, sprayed blood and flew backwards dozens of feet, and was about to escape.

The martial arts people changed their color, but it was too late to chase at this time!

Suction!

But at this moment, a huge inhalation sounded in the field.

What?

Wushuang, who had not yet fallen from the sky, suddenly felt a sense of relief in his heart. He could not help but stir up his true energy and looked back.

Under the silver light, the old Taoist suddenly made a seemingly long, but in fact extremely short inhalation sound.

That inhalation took less than one-tenth of the time of a finger snap, but the effect was extremely terrifying.

The airflow within a radius of more than ten feet was like a real water flow, hitting him extremely.

It blew the red silk pulse-breaking needles all over the sky!

Under the silver light, An Qisheng took a deep breath and then opened his mouth to spit it out.

The condensation of the five internal organs and meridians not only greatly increased his qi and blood, and his physique broke through the original limit, but also made his five internal organs undergo an incredible transformation!

Yes, transformation!

For example, exhaling like thunder!

Boom!

Loud noise emptied!

The compressed airflow exploded the moment An Qisheng exhaled it.

It was like a force twelve gale that was confined to a few feet of land and then exploded.

When Wushuang's face changed drastically.

The silver needles in the sky were blown back, flying back at a faster speed than they were shot out.

"No!"

With an unwilling and sad scream.

Thousands of silver needles broke through the air, pierced through Wushuang's gushing true energy, and sank into her body.

The next scene made everyone who saw this scene shudder.

In the whistling air, the graceful body in the red skirt seemed to suddenly melt!

Flesh, bones, internal organs, fur!

All were melting!

Before it fell to the ground, that infinitely beautiful body, like a work of nature, turned into a pool of smelly yellow-green liquid!

Puff puff puff~

When the liquid fell to the ground, the grass and trees within a dozen feet withered, and the land melted, sinking several feet, leaving a deep pit of more than ten feet in radius!

And, the nauseating stench that lingered in the wind!

The second chapter is here. I will continue writing the third chapter, but it will be a little later.