Mortal Bones

"Xu Taiping, I'm fine, the Golden Toad Poison Mother has joined forces with Monk Zhenwu!"

When Xu Taiping came to Bai Yu, he heard it struggling to get up and yelling at Xu Taiping.

"boom!"

Almost at the same time, a flaming palm shadow descended from the sky.

Needless to say, this palm must come from the first seat of true enlightenment in Huoyun Temple.

Seeing this, Xu Taiping sheathed his sword, spread his legs outwards, squatted down slightly, pointed his toes forward, shifted his center of gravity downwards, and while gradually squatting deeper, he alternately punched the sky with his fists.

Qingniu Great Sage Fist, Heaven-beating style.

"Boom boom boom!..."

In just a moment, Xu Taiping's pounding fists, carrying the force of the fists like a torrent, turned into fist shadows soaring into the sky, all attacking towards Zhenwu.

"boom!……"

The shadow of his palm collided with the shadow of his fist, and in just an instant, most of Xu Taiping's fist was shattered.

There is no way, the cultivation strength of the leader of Huoyun Temple Zhenwu has reached the level of a demon lord. Even if he is seriously injured, he is still half a state stronger than Yu You of Yingui Pavilion who is in the Great Perfection state of the Demon Lord.

"Boy, what a move to make the tiger flee the mountain!"

At this time, Zhenwu's voice exploded from the air.

Xu Taiping immediately closed his eyes and continued to beat the sky, facing the palm shadow that looked like a ball of blazing flames falling from the sky.

The double carp bead that was originally protecting Bai Yu's side also flew to Xu Taiping's head.

Two huge white carps, carrying spiritual power like water flow, completely enveloped Xu Taiping.

"boom!"

At this time, Huoyunji Zhenwu added a little more strength to his palm and immediately smashed most of Xu Taiping's fist into pieces.

His angry-eyed Arhat's crazy golden body also descended with his slapped palm.

"Let's see how you escape from my grasp this time!"

Seeing that he was about to break Xu Taiping's fist, the demon monk Zhenwu shouted loudly, and immediately slapped his other palm down towards Xu Taiping.

"boom!"

As these palms fell, most of Xu Taiping's fist shot towards the sky shattered.

Although the fist strength is still there, if he meets the attack with physical fists, he is afraid that he will not be able to sustain one punch, and his arms will be destroyed by the palms of Huoyun Temple Shingo.

However, Xu Taiping seemed not to realize this at all. He still closed his eyes tightly and kept beating his fists in the sky.

The power of the fists thrown by this body in the state of awakening dragon is almost equivalent to the full blow of a newly trained monk.

But no matter what, the demon monk who was only thirty feet away from him at the moment and was trying his best to capture him with his palms could still at least display the strength equivalent to the half-step transformation state.

"boom!"

With another loud noise, Demon Monk Zhenwu's pressed palms shattered the last dozens of Xu Taiping's fists, and his huge palms and body were shot directly towards Xu Taiping.

"boom!"

A golden talisman that Xu Taiping had placed in advance almost shattered at the sound.

If it weren't for the water curtain formed by the double carp balls, Xu Taiping wouldn't have had the chance to punch with this palm.

"Bang bang bang bang!..."

As for Xu Taiping's fist, at the moment when the demon monk's palms struck him, he punched at least a hundred times in a row, and then he barely stopped his palm movement.

But the price for throwing more than a hundred punches was the cracks on his arms like broken porcelain.

Compared to the Demon Lord's true demon body, Xu Taiping's python body is still much weaker.

"Your blood has returned to your throne!"

At this time, I heard Zhenwu shouting with a bit of excitement in his tone.

In the previous battle in the imperial city, he lost most of his strength. After entering the Blood Rain Forest and absorbing the blood of many monks, he recovered some, otherwise he wouldn't be able to deal with Xu Taiping.

However, just like Yu You, the energy and blood of ordinary monks cannot fully restore him. Only the energy and blood of a martial artist, especially those with a body of a martial master or even a martial saint, can fully restore his strength. recover.

This is why Demon Monk Zhenwu is so excited.

"boom!"

I saw him holding on to Xu Taiping's constant punches of beating the sky, slowly taking the hand of the crazy golden body, Xu Taiping and the spherical water curtain formed by the double carp balls were held in the palm of his hand.

"boom!……"

But the moment Demon Monk Zhenwu held his palm, the blazing flames in his hand exploded without warning.

"boom!……"

Before he could react, the flames wrapped in the other arm exploded, revealing the true form of a black golden body.

Dissipated together with the flames, there was also the coercion on Demon Monk Zhenwu that belonged exclusively to the powerful Demon Lord.

In just one or two breaths, Demon Monk Zhenwu's aura fluctuated, and he transformed from a Demon Lord-level powerhouse into an ordinary Demon King-level demon cultivator.

"My cultivation level has been suppressed? The magic weapon on my body does not simply suppress the opponent's aura, but directly suppresses the opponent's cultivation level!"

For a moment, Demon Monk Zhenwu recalled the situation in which his own cultivation was suppressed by some force for a moment in the blood mist.

In fact, he had always been wary of this kind of power, but after the power of equality of all beings was blessed by the little monk's power of creation, its power was far greater than the time it was displayed by Xu Taiping in the blood mist.

Because of this, he was so caught off guard when the power of equality among all living beings descended again.

"boom!……"

Just when the demon monk was really enlightened and thinking about how to deal with it in horror, Xu Taiping's fists that didn't stop for a moment also shot up into the sky in an instant.

"Bang bang bang bang!..."

In the blink of an eye, Xu Taiping ignored the wound on his arm and punched the demon monk Zhenwu fifty or sixty times.

"Bang!"

The demon monk Zhenwu was holding Xu Taiping's giant hand, which was directly smashed by Xu Taiping's fist.

"Swish! ..."

After smashing the demon monk Zhenwu's hand, Xu Taiping suddenly drew his sword and slashed at the crazy demon's true body with a "Dragon Cry".