Chapter 188: When it comes to endurance, I have never lost! (Seeking monthly tickets! Seeking

"Clang!"

Wu Xian saw this and did not dodge, just stretched out the two fingers of his left hand, lightly clamped the opponent's sword edge, and then said with a smile:

"No wonder when I was at Long Hushan before, I didn't see that group of Daoist priests have any powerful means, it took half a day to move to here... But having said that, besides pulling out the ancestors, does your Long Hushan have any other moves?"

"Evil..."

The sword-carrying Daoist saw that he couldn't pull out the long sword in his hand no matter what, his heart was angry, and he was about to scold a few words, then felt a void in his hand, and then saw a fist, magnifying infinitely in front of his eyes with the momentum of suppressing all things.

Then... there was no then.

This ancestor of Long Hushan, who didn't know how many generations, had his possessed will, together with that imperial guard armored soldier, disappear without a trace, not even leaving ashes.

"Immortal from the sky, just this?"

Wu Xian let out a disdainful sneer, his gaze turned to the other Daoist immortals in the sky.

Under the induction of Qi, most of these people were only in the first rank Pointing the Mystery realm, and occasionally there were seven or eight Heavenly Phenomenon realms.

As for the three strongest Earthly Immortals, although they looked bluffing, the feeling they gave Wu Xian was not as good as Zhao Xuansu, and they were only a little bit stronger than Xuan Yuan Dapan.

In other words, there was not one that could fight.

"Is it that the immortal descending to the world has greatly reduced strength, or is this your true level? If so, then today Wu has to do the act of slaughtering immortals and destroying saints!"

Wu Xian shook his head and sighed, looking angry at his failure to live up to expectations, the Liyang crowd who were originally confident that they could take down the opponent, seeing this, became nervous again.

"Form formation———"

Seeing Wu Xian kill the sword-carrying Daoist with one punch, the other Long Hushan ancestors had their expressions sink, and then the riding-deer old Daoist among the three Earthly Immortals shouted, and a large formation quickly fell into place in the blink of an eye.

The five elements circulate, yin and yang open instantly.

The already vast and boundless Qi merged into one, expanded several times again, and together with the runes at the edge of the formation, spread out in layers.

At the same time, a dragon roar came from above the Liyang Imperial Palace, Wu Xian gave a light "eh", and then looked over with the Qi-gazing method of Fenghou Fenghou Qimen.

I saw a lifelike red giant dragon circling high in the sky, two dragon eyes half-open and half-closed, emitting boundless majesty, and strands of brilliance fell into the large formation that was still being built.

That is the luck golden dragon of the Liyang Dynasty, which is currently transporting luck power for the large formation, making its power climb to a higher level again.

"Haha! Good formation!!"

Wu Xian laughed heartily, did not interrupt the opponent's skill pre-swing, the Nine Yang Divine Art internal force that had already been completed in his Qi sea dantian operated at full power, and circulated more than three thousand miles in one breath.

He is strong because he is strong, the breeze brushes the mountain ridge.

He is horizontal because he is horizontal, the bright moon shines on the big river.

He is ruthless and evil, I have enough true Qi in one breath!

This is the mystery of the Nine Yang Divine Art—immovable as a mountain, strong when encountering strong.

The greater the pressure faced during the battle, the more terrifying the power that can be exerted.

"Do it!"

Feeling Wu Xian's powerful momentum that was climbing step by step, as if there was no end, the young Daoist among the three Earthly Immortals flashed surprise in his eyes, then roared, raised the talisman sword in his hand, and controlled the power of the large formation to crash towards Wu Xian extremely fast.

"Die!!"

Wu Xian smiled ferociously, his five fingers closed hard, and he blasted out a punch.

In an instant, the surrounding void shook, the heaven and earth vitality rioted, a golden light incomparably strong shot out, like a sharp sword cutting open the cloudy sky, revealing the dazzling and brilliant sunshine.

And where the sunshine passed, the five elements yin and yang formation formed by the Long Hushan ancestors shook, and after only insisting for three breaths, it melted rapidly like spring snow.

And the sixty-odd Long Hushan ancestors in the formation, except for the young Daoist who struggled to maintain his figure with the sword, all were left.

The rest of the people were all destroyed, leaving only a touch of brilliant white rainbow in the spot, floating and undulating in mid-air, and then one after another drilled into the young Daoist's body.

Wu Xian raised his eyebrows slightly, guessing that the other party intended to fight to the death, gathering the power of all Long Hushan ancestors to make another earth-shattering blow.

Secretly cursed a tricky one in his heart, and was about to add a punch to send him to the west, but he felt an extremely threatening feeling from behind.

【Luan Jin Tuo】

In a perspective that no one saw, a huge Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams diagram unfolded, and then shattered with a bang.

Just at this time, the blazing white sword light stabbed straight, aiming directly at the position where Wu Xian was before.

However, accompanied by the sound of blades entering flesh, a somewhat sharp roar suddenly rang out, the young Daoist didn't know what happened, his last trace of true spirit consciousness had already dissipated without a trace.

"Phew~ that was really dangerous!"

Hundreds of meters away, Wu Xian stood in an open space, raised his hand to touch the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and said in a celebratory tone.

Just now the danger came, he subconsciously used Luan Jin Tuo to fix time and space, but only after one breath was he exploded by the heavy pressure.

Clearly, the attacker's fate was extremely heavy, far exceeding his own expectations, so the Luan Jin Tuo technique could not have an effect.

But for an expert, a reaction time of one breath is enough to do many things.

For example, changing the good and bad luck orientation in Fenghou Fenghou Qimen, letting the opponent bear the attack that should have belonged to himself...

Thinking this, Wu Xian looked at the place where the light dissipated in the sky, and saw a young man with disheveled hair and a talisman sword stuck in his chest floating in mid-air.

He was wearing a eunuch's costume, but the aura around his body revealed a sense of supreme nobility, vaguely closely connected with the luck golden dragon in the void, simply more like the emperor of the Liyang Dynasty than Zhao Li.

"Are you that eunuch who lives as long as the country?"

Wu Xian looked at the other party, finally staying on the talisman sword stuck in his chest, and couldn't help but sigh: "I heard that as long as you are in Tai'an City, you are invincible, now it seems that although it is a bit exaggerated, there is some truth."

"You actually know me?!"

The young eunuch's originally cold eyes flashed with a look of surprise and incomprehension.

He is now nearly three hundred years old, and has existed since the beginning of the Liyang Imperial Palace, gaining longevity by devouring Liyang dragon Qi, truly living as long as the country.

But also because of this reason, the young eunuch and the Zhao family are of the same breath and branch, and must make a move to help when the Liyang Zhao family encounters danger, only then can he maintain his longevity.

This secret is hidden very deeply by the Zhao family, except for the young eunuch, only every Zhao emperor knows it when he ascends the throne.

But now Wu Xian said it in one word, which made the young eunuch think wildly, guessing the other party's identity and origin.

"The things I know are much more than you imagine."

Wu Xian looked at the young eunuch meaningfully, the other party was heavily injured, but his aura did not weaken at all, and even his injuries began to recover bit by bit, and the reason was that red luck golden dragon.

Living as long as the country... it's not just as simple as the literal meaning.

Theoretically, as long as the Liyang Dynasty has not yet perished, then within this Tai'an City, the young eunuch is almost an immortal existence.

This is because, as long as he is in the imperial capital Tai'an City, the luck of the Liyang Dynasty will automatically repair his injuries and replenish his Qi, and when necessary, it can even consume a part of the luck to improve the young eunuch's combat power.

So Xu Fengnian in the original work also thought that even Wang Xianzhi in his prime would be difficult to defeat the young eunuch in Tai'an City, and if he could not be killed quickly, he would be forced into a protracted war, and then be exhausted to death by him.

Thinking of this, Wu Xian grinned: "When it comes to endurance, I have never lost to any man, not to mention... you don't even count as a man!"

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Seeking a monthly ticket!

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