Chapter 638： The second trick, Tianpeng's true meaning!

"The combination of the Promise Swordsmanship that has been cultivated to the extreme half-step and the Ten-Rank Swordsmanship Swordsmanship that has been cultivated to the half-step is incredible, and it has the strength to approach the ninth level of great perfection.

But it's just... just approaching! "

Qi Daoyi smiled coldly. It was not easy to be recognized by him. At least one big Wutianjiao, a disciple of the same generation who is in the golden age, can see him, and there are no more than one hand.

But after all, he is Qi Daoyi, even if it is just an incarnation with only 50% of the body's combat power, it is not waiting for the idle martial artist to be easy to fight. The previous experience of the sun **** child confirmed this conclusion, even when he was at his peak, he faced this The Tao incarnation has little chance of winning.

It can even be said to be very small!

Facing the silent sword, which is close to the magical powers of the ninth-class Dzogchen, Qi Dao raised his hand, revealing five fingers that were slender and fairer than a woman.

Then, he closed his four fingers, leaving only his index finger, and fell into silence.

This is a kind of faint sarcasm. I saw that the sword of silence was astonishing. All spectators were disturbed. Even the quasi-emperor of Xuanwu Mountain was shocked by the silence. Now he responded with a single finger, which made everyone stunned and felt him in a daze. It's unattainable, but silent but small.

Although a martial artist at the level of the law realm, a finger or a punch, has little effect on the power of the move, but it still looks very perceptual after all.

When this finger fell, it was like a snowy day sword, cutting through the middle of the silent huge sword!

Amazingly, the Heavenly Sword Art, one of the three core secrets of Wutian Sect!

The release of this sword made all spectators amazed. They were already convinced by the silence. They felt that silence was worthy of being the first person on the list of the 100 nations. The entire ancient small world recognized the uncrowned king of the younger generation under such a powerful sword. , Below the Emperor Zhun, who can resist?

But only now did they discover that Wutianjiao's supremacy is really not something to talk about, and Qi Daoyi's strongest name is absolutely nothing.

This random one finger and one sword broke the silence of the strenuous blow, and the decision was made between the two, and there was no need to say more about the outcome.

But just when all the spectators thought that the battle was about to end, suddenly a ray of black light leaped into their eyes, and the black light swayed like water. Between the three strokes, it seemed to depict a very freehand scenery, and it seemed The birds hit the sky at the extreme speed, seemingly dumbfounded, before the white coat.

The black light stopped abruptly, and a giant figure with golden light appeared in the rear. Three solemn and solemn, six-armed fist marks were seen in the clouds and mist, and they all smashed downward.

The six fist prints were mixed together halfway, forming a real dragon like life!

The real dragon slammed into the slender white index finger that Qi Daoyi stretched out!

From a ray of black light to a **** with three heads and six arms, to a true dragon fist mark, it seems very slow, but in fact it is only a matter of thought, and even when Qi Daoyi can't fully react, he feels a burst from the index finger. Tingling.

Then, on Xuanwu Mountain, beside the battlefield, all spectators could see to the naked eye, as noble as a god, and majestic as the emperor's Qi Dao Yi right index finger, inch by inch, a small cloud of blood exploded in front of the golden dragon.

Qi Daoyi finally reacted. The remaining four fingers came out together. Although there was no sword light between the world and the earth, all the spectators were in awe at the moment, as if they had encountered a great threat, and the invisible sword intent had fallen on them. In the sea.

It's just that this feeling came and went quickly, because the tiny blood mist grew vigorously, and the remaining four fingers of Qi Daoyi's right hand collapsed together!

Moreover, the real dragon was cast off continuously. After a loud roar, it shattered its forearm, upper arm, and even shattered shoulders, and the remaining fists followed the veins of blood to the heart!

Qi Daoyi's expression finally became gloomy, and he no longer struggled with the silence for this length of time. After his body shape, he withdrew, his whole body resonated, his white clothes shook, his arm was reborn, and his sleeves were restored as before.

As if the previous injury was just an illusion, he was still the sacred and innocent headmaster.

But, after all, it was injured, let's go back!

"Fortunately to get an inheritance from the Palace Master of the True Dragon Academy, I have some insights, why do fellow Daoists?" The true dragon dissipated, the three-headed six-armed **** man dissipated, the black light dissipated, and a purple dress showed a romantic silence. Said with a smile.

He used at least three magical powers in this move, such as the physical form of the Tianpeng tribe, the physical form of the divine ape tribe, and the boxing method of the true dragon tribe. These three supernatural powers have all reached the ninth level!

Among them, the core is the magic of the Tianpeng clan, one word, fast!

That's why it can pass Qi Daoyi's perception!

After a punch, the group was at a loss. This was the second silent move, but once again broke the cognition in their hearts. Did Qi Daoyi of the "strongest name" think before today that he would be so embarrassed?

"That's... the true meaning of Tianpeng?" Xiao Tian's expression became more and more white, because the root in his body was derived from the ancient supreme-level Tianpeng clan tail feathers, and the shaking became more violent, as if there was a trace of ancient immortal spirit from it. Awakening, to earn his physique, choose a new owner who makes it feel more agreeable.

The Peng clan has always been known for its speed. The gold-winged rocs of later generations have the reputation of being extremely fast in the world. As the ancestor of the Peng clan, the Tianpeng Protoss will lag behind?

According to legend, if the Tianpeng Protoss's natal divine technique is cultivated to a very deep state, you can touch the time domain!

It's a sigh that Xiao Tian got a tail feather of the Tianpeng Protoss. Although he was among the innate evildoers, he only got the power of the corners and corners of the Tianpeng Protoss. The most original speed and true meaning, he got nothing!

"The Tianpeng Protoss is unparalleled in speed. Only the Lightning Bird Clan of the Ten Ancient Protoss can stand up to it. Although Brother Qi has a great vision, it is not easy to adapt to this speed. Why doesn't he pursue the victory by speed Get a bigger advantage?"

Dongfang Xiaoyu's eyebrows furrowed, like a light rain between heaven and earth, making some people who want to see but dare not look at her, their hearts are tight, and they can't help but want to smooth it.

"Or, he really thinks that three moves can solve Senior Brother Qi, and the power of his third move is far better than this second move?"

Dongfang Xiaoyu's eyes were blazing, staring at the purple robe, a result that she couldn't believe but seemed...somewhat possible, suddenly appeared in her heart.

Once it appears, it lingers!

"The third trick, I'm waiting for you!"

What Dongfang Xiaoyu could think of, Qi Daoyi could naturally understand. He looked at the silence not far away, his white robe fluttered like a **** in the sky, wearing an emperor crown, and his majesty was endless.