Chapter 1008

"Mana?!"

Xia Ping squeezed his fists, and he found that the spiritual power of Han Ge's body had been integrated into the mana, almost condensed into substance, and he punched him, immediately creating an unmatched oppressive force.

Facing this punch, an ordinary master would probably be hit by the tyrannical mental force before it reaches his body, shaking his soul tremblingly, and he would not be scared out of his wits.

It seems that Han Ge's boxing has long been engraved with his own spiritual imprint. Every punch and kick contains a terrifying spiritual will, which also doubles the power of the boxing.

"So that's the reason. No wonder I still can't open up the Purple Mansion, and I can't smash the mysterious door deep in my brain. It's not that my spiritual power is not enough, but it's not pure enough, strong enough, or pure enough."

A sliver of enlightenment suddenly rose in Xia Ping's heart. If he wanted to advance to the King Realm and open up the Purple Mansion, he needed to train not only his Gang Qi, but also his mental strength.

Although the soul in his body is extremely powerful, far surpassing that of ordinary masters, it is precisely because of too much soul energy that the mental power is a bit mixed.

These are like ropes. If they are separated, their strength will be weak. If they can be twisted together to wash away the impurities of spiritual power, then it will definitely make his spiritual power to a higher level.

It is like a piece of pig iron, which can be forged into steel after thousands of tempers, invincible.

When the time comes to open up the Zifu, it will naturally be a matter of course.

"If I can expel the impurities of the soul energy and completely forge the spiritual power, then opening up the Purple Mansion will not be a big problem." Xia Ping was overjoyed immediately, couldn't help but clenched his fists, extremely excited.

He understood the direction he was going to go, and knew how to continue to be strong.

Fortunately, he fought Han Ge, the patriarch of the Hanba clan, so that he could understand the key to being promoted to the king realm, which saved him a lot of time and prevented him from taking detours.

"How dare you lose your mind when fighting this king?"

Seeing Xia Ping's trance-like face, Han Ge was furious, feeling that he was completely underestimated, he was the king, and any grandmaster had to be careful when facing him, not daring to be careless.

Once there is a momentary trance, he will be instantly killed by the king.

But this kid is good, it is such a fierce battle, but he is still distracted here, thinking about other things, how much does this bastard human want to look down on people? !

"Go to hell!"

Han Ge was half dead with anger, because the anger also made the fire of Hanba on his body even more terrifying. The black flames burned in mid-air, turning into a sea of ​​flames.

At the same time, the black poisonous gas pervaded several kilometers around, and the weeds, trees, etc. on the ground were all withered, poisoned to death instantly, and lost signs of life.

Seeing this, the guards of the five major races around did not dare to stay in this place, and retreated for more than ten kilometers one after another, so as not to die under the king's angry attack.

It would be a shame for them to die like this.

boom!

Another punch came, carrying black flames, sizzling, and condensed into substance, roaring like a black tiger, opening its bloody mouth, trying to swallow Xia Ping in one gulp.

"Well done!"

Xia Ping stood in place, his eyes revealed a frightening light, strands of flames emerged from the depths of his pupils, forming a vortex, like two suns, constantly rotating.

This time he didn't defend anymore, but counterattacked, punching in vain, shaking and exploding!

Saint-level unique skill-Yangshen Fist!

Immediately, strands of golden flames emanated from the hundred and eight thousand pores on his body, like the sun god descending, carrying a golden light that was extremely hot.

Such a flame seems to be able to melt everything.

"What?! What kind of boxing is this?!"

Han Ge was startled, it felt that this punch contained a trace of the true meaning of martial arts, as if it had reached the essence of Tao, this is the fist that can control all flames in the world.

The moment the punch was released, the heat wave rolled, and the black poisonous gas permeating the surroundings dissipated one after another under such yang energy, as if they had been completely melted and ceased to exist.

Even the mana in it can compete and cancel each other out.

With a bang, the two forces collided together, and there was an explosion-like sound in the midair. The flames collided with the power of the flames, and the air oscillated thousands of times, spreading across a radius of hundreds of miles.

Immediately, a huge deep pit was shaken out on the ground, mud splashed, and dense cracks appeared all around, countless cracks extending to tens of kilometers away.

At the same time, a large number of flames fell on the ground, and deep pits were also smashed out. The flames condensed into liquid and turned into lava, burning hot on the ground.

At this moment, this area has turned into a lava lake, steaming hot, and lava is constantly tumbling.

"impossible!"

Han Ge couldn't believe it, a mere human being with a master of the eighth heaven could use such a boxing technique and be able to compete with him, and even not lose the wind, this is a bit too exaggerated.

I am the king who opened up the Zifu and controlled mana, and his combat power should be far superior to this human being, but what is going on now? !

May I ask how can stellar energy counteract mana, and how can a master counteract a king? !

No matter how hard it thinks about it, it doesn't understand it. This is simply a fantasy.

"Come again!"

Xia Ping, however, was overjoyed. He knew that even with the saint-level boxing technique, he was already qualified to fight against ordinary Zifu realm practitioners, and he could even draw with the opponent.

Even though the stellar energy on his body is not a match for mana at all, under the blessing of saint-level boxing, the nature of his power has changed, and the destructive power has increased by more than ten times.

This is also enough to offset the huge advantage of mana.

Han Ge, who doesn't understand holy martial arts, can't imagine how powerful such martial arts are. This is the power that directly points to the essence of the Dao, and it is so tyrannical that it is outrageous.

Once mastered, leapfrog challenges are nothing but trivial matters.

However, it is too difficult to thoroughly master the martial art of the holy level. Even a cultivator who has been promoted to the king level does not have enough talent and no teacher's guidance. It is extremely difficult to learn it.

Not to mention, even in the universe, holy-level martial arts are hard to come by, and ordinary people are simply not qualified to come into contact with them.

"Damn it, I don't believe I can't kill you!"

Hange went crazy, it felt that its self-esteem had been greatly insulted, as a king, if it couldn't even kill a little grandmaster, what face would it have?

It shot again, extremely violently, and launched a storm-like attack on Xia Ping.

Xia Ping used Yangshen Fist without any haste, like a sun god standing on the ground, and at the same time running the Beiming body protection skill, absorbing the opponent's attack power as it is, devouring and absorbing it.

boom!

Immediately, he felt a warm current coming from the depths of his body, a large amount of medicinal power melted, the hundredth acupuncture point in his body was immediately pierced, and the Gang Qi on his body also increased greatly.