Eternal Reverence Chapter 392: The momentum is overwhelming
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"No return gold knife cut."
In the void, sharp golden sword shadows spread across the sky, with a trace of tragic aura, madly slashing towards Guo Ming on the opposite side.
"Yuntian God's Palm!"
Guo Ming's skill has been pushed to the limit, and he shot a series of seemingly flexible, but in fact, very domineering palm power.
Cracky!
An electric current is generated in the void, and the chaotic energy is mixed together, venting and erupting in all directions.
"No regrets with one cut!"
A figure broke open, holding a knife in both hands, and slashed towards Guo Ming.
This knife is not only fast, but also contains the tragic charm of a knife without regrets.
"White clouds are long."
Faced with Zhang Yunfeng’s powerful and fast cut, Guo Ming roared, his hands shot countless palms at a speed that was hard to see with the naked eye. Each palm seemed to be slow, but in fact it was as fast as lightning, and every palm force seemed to be Soft and soft, in fact, it is sturdy to the extreme, just like the white clouds in the sky, under the gust of wind, it will not dissipate, but will only change and become more and more intense.
Boom!
There was a loud noise in the void, and the two of them flew upside down.
Ahem.
Zhang Yunfeng coughed up blood. Guo Ming's strength was much stronger than he thought. He had already broken the opponent's palm, but the opponent's palm strength did not dissipate. He still gathered together and bombarded. On him, fortunately, the other party's palm was not successful, otherwise, this palm would be enough to kill him.
"This palm technique is amazing."
Li Fuchen also saw the power of Yuntian's palm.
This set of palms is soft to the extreme, and soft to the extreme, it will naturally produce sturdiness. It is the so-called anode yin and cathode yang. When everything reaches the extreme, new changes and new extremes will occur. .
Of course, Zhang Yunfeng was uncomfortable, and Guo Ming was also uncomfortable. A bloodstain stretched from his right shoulder to his left waist. The injury was much heavier than Zhang Yunfeng.
In this game, the two sides seem to be evenly divided, but Zhang Yunfeng is actually slightly better.
"It's time for me to go."
On the third floor of the pavilion where Huangsha Wuyuan is located, a person alluded to the flat ground.
"Yao Kun, Huangsha Wuyuan is second on the list, who is willing to teach me one or two in Nanlin Wuyuan." This person has small eyes, but they are piercing, giving a feeling of brilliance that cannot be ignored. At this moment, he raised his head. , His eyes locked on Li Fuchen.
Li Fuchen sighed, Zhang Yunfeng was seriously injured, and he was the only one left in the Nanlin Wuyuan.
For a moment, Li Fuchen appeared in front of Yao Kun like a teleportation.
"So fast."
Yao Kun's scalp is numb, and his heart is frightened.
"Go ahead!"
Li Fuchen stood with his hand in his hand, and said indifferently without drawing his sword.
"Yellow Sand Palm!"
Yao Kun's shot is a unique move, a killer move, I saw his figure pounced, and on the way, two palms shot out in the air, Huang Mengmeng's vigor was overwhelming, accompanied by two yellow dragon-like palms, palms Force rotation and cohesion, not only contains strong wind, but also contains terrifying suction power. When encountering a weaker person, you can directly **** the opponent into the center of the palm, grind to pieces, and shake into serious injuries. At the same time, there is also a wave The tyrannical binding force enveloped Li Fuchen.
"Dacheng palm technique."
Li Fuchen raised his eyebrows.
The opponent's earth-level low-level palm technique has reached the realm of Dacheng impressively. This kind of strength is no longer weaker than Di Jun a few months ago.
Unfortunately, Li Fuchen is no longer what he used to be.
"The Palm of the Lieyang God."
The Lieyang Divine Art also contains a set of palm techniques, Li Fuchen has nothing to do, and also cultivates the Lieyang Divine Palm.
The dazzling light erupted, and Li Fuchen’s palm strength was unimaginable. Once prompted, there seemed to be a small sun between the two. Yao Kun’s palm of the yellow sand was like a breeze. Easily evaporated, the next moment, the palm of a blazing sun hit Yao Kun's chest.
Puff!
A mouthful of hot blood spurted out, and Yao Kun flew out with a frightened expression.
"Prefecture-level intermediate palm technique?"
Yao Kun couldn’t think that Li Fuchen had actually practiced the middle-level palm technique at the prefecture-level, and he had already cultivated to a realm close to Dacheng. In addition, the opponent’s true energy was magnificent and splendid. With the blessing of true energy, his palm strength was even more visible. It's terrible, it can't be resisted at all.
"So strong, is this the strength of Senior Fuchen?" Yunyue opened her eyes wide and looked admiring.
Yao Kun's strength is obviously stronger than Zhang Yunfeng, but in front of Li Fuchen, he can't even hold a palm. You must know that Li Fuchen is most powerful in swordsmanship, not palm skills.
Defeat Yao Kun with one palm, Li Fuchen glanced at the direction of Huangsha Wuyuan, Mad Lion Wuyuan and Qingshi Wuyuan, and said: "Who will fight."
Since it's over, how can Li Fuchen go back without defeating a few people.
"The Mad Lion Academy, ranked second, Cheng Fang."
Boom!
It was still a palm, with dazzling and flaming palm strength, almost invincible, and a palm knocked Cheng Fang into the air.
"Who else."
Li Fuchen continued.
"Qingshi Wuyuan, third on the list, Liu Quan."
Boom!
"Who else."
"Bluestone Martial Arts Academy, ranked second, Wanhe."
Boom!
For four consecutive matches, Li Fuchen all shook his opponents with one hand.
It seems that knowing that the top rankings of the major martial arts schools will not end immediately, Li Fuchen cast his eyes on the three pavilions where Tingtao Wuyuan, Chihuwuyuan and Changqing Wuyuan are located, these three major martial arts schools, There were still several people who didn't make a move.
"Red Tiger Martial Arts Academy, second in the ranking, Fang Zhong."
The young man with square head and square face and torch-like eyes swept down the pavilion where the Chihu Wuyuan was located.
"White Tiger Sword!"
A majestic white tiger phantom emerged, and Fang Zhong slashed towards Li Fuchen.
He didn't believe that Li Fuchen could beat him with one palm.
After all, his white tiger sword has long been cultivated to the realm of Dacheng, and it is not weak in body training, and has reached the high level of the Tiangang realm. The combination of the two makes his sword powerful and incredible. Enough to split a hill with a single knife.
"Too weak."
Li Fuchen shook his head, and the twenty-second layer of Lieyang Divine Art was slightly urged, and Lieyang Divine Palm slapped it out.
Boom!
The long knife was shaken off, and Fang weighed his feet off the ground and flew out.
Practicing the Earth-level Intermediate Technique, the Lieyang Divine Art, to the twenty-second level, and the Earth-level Intermediate Hand palm, the Lieyang Divine Palm, to a realm close to Dacheng. Even if Li Fuchen does not use a sword, his strength is enough to crush. Overwhelm most people.
You need to know that the fiery sun divine art of the twenty-second realm is equivalent to the earth-level low-level exercises of the twenty-third realm.
And the low-level exercises at the prefecture level only have twenty-four levels in total.
In addition, the Palm of the Lieyang God, which is close to the realm of Dacheng, has a power that surpasses the low-level martial arts of Dacheng.
To be honest, to Li Fuchen, this tea is basically a child's play, and it is not challenging at all.
If it weren't for the psychic fruit, he wouldn't come at all.
"I will meet you."
Finally, one of the people on the list couldn't help it.
Upstairs from the pavilion of the wild lion martial arts court, the arrogant young man rushed down, and a shadow of the lion appeared behind him.
"Crazy Lion Academy, No. 1 on the list, Lin Ying."
Lin Ying, the No. 1 person in the Mad Lion Martial Arts Academy, was admitted as a student by the deputy dean a year ago.
He is twenty-nine years old this year, and he has cultivated the low-level exercises of the wild lion magic to the twenty-second level.