From the Ming Dynasty, we will conquer the world

Chapter 81: Revealing his true form, he hides his body with his nine-foot-tall body, and punches the meat sandbag with both fists (8400)

"now it's right!"

Facing the combination of Yan Zhao and Jiumozhi, even the completely transformed Xu Xing couldn't help but feel excited.

When he first came to Wuliang Mountain, he had made a judgment:

Jiumozhi alone is equal to the combination of Fu Zongshu and Zhan Bieye. Although his total internal strength is less than the sum of the two, he can easily win in actual combat.

That's why Xu Xing regarded him as an opponent worthy of fighting and invited him to a gambling fight.

Obviously, Jiumozhi has made a breakthrough now compared to before. Together with Yan Zhao, who is full of heroic spirit and extraordinary courage, if they cooperate with each other, they can defeat at least four Zhan Bieye and four Fu Zongshu.

Moreover, both of them are real combat masters who have experienced hundreds of battles and possess various magical skills. They are the best among equally strong people. Once they join forces, they are indeed qualified to compete with Xu Xing for victory.

Even though the chance of winning is less than one percent.

But this one percent is worth Jiumozhi and Yanzhao giving up everything to fight for.

In their eyes, Xu Xing is now a legendary figure who is truly hidden in the world. The opportunity to witness such a strong man in action is very rare in the world today.

Not to mention fighting him in person?!

What's more, the martial arts displayed by Xu Xing was so unique, and very different from the common sense of martial arts practice in this world.

Therefore, these two powerful men who are sincere and crazy about martial arts cannot help but be excited and thrilled.

Although they attacked at the same time and without any communication, in that instant, the two of them, one in front and one behind, reached a very good understanding, which could even be said to be a seamless and perfect coordination.

Yan Zhao, with his unique singing and dancing, rushed to Xu Xing first.

"Helpless flowers fall——"

As he sang like this, there was a hint of charm and tact in his singing, like a circling swallow flying across the sky. He was tall and strong, but his dancing was light and graceful.

The four murderers each have their own unique skills, but their universally recognized killer moves are "Tang Chou's poison, Tu Wan's thorn, Zhao Hao's heart, and Yan Zhao's song and dance."

The song of Yan Zhao is his secret weapon.

Yan Zhao's dance is his weapon!

Yan Zhao recited two lines of poetry, which consisted of fourteen words, but he made at least forty-nine turns and moved sixty-three times.

No one could figure out where his next step would be, let alone where he would launch his attack.

Generally speaking, if you change your body movements at such a frequency, your speed will definitely drop significantly, but Yan Zhao is different.

Every turn he makes is to accumulate strength for the next move forward, and every step he takes makes the next step faster.

Forty-nine turns were completed in almost an instant, and Yan Zhao's speed was incredibly fast. He covered a distance of more than ten feet in just a flash.

If one were not a person with exceptional eyesight, one would not be able to notice that his body movements had so many changes.

"A familiar swallow returns."

When the word "come" was sung, Yan Zhao really "came" to Xu Xing, exerted all his strength, and slapped him.

The posture is like a swallow, and the palm is even more like a swallow.

——The fierce swallow flying through the storm!
This palm was no longer a "splitting air palm" thrown out to show mercy, but the "divine hand splitting the coffin" that Yan Zhao relied on to dominate the world and exert his power thousands of miles away!
When he slapped out his palm, his expression was solemn, even almost pious. It did not seem like he was making a move, but rather like a calligrapher concentrating on the tip of his brush, splashing ink passionately, and writing a famous piece that will be passed down through the ages.

Just as a copybook is a work that represents a calligrapher's life-long efforts, Yan Zhao's move of "splitting the coffin with his divine hands" is also a work that condenses all his life experiences and even the most authentic spirit of his life.

"Good palm power!"

Xu Xing's eyes lit up. Although he knew that Yan Zhao must have something to rely on in order to dare to ask him for martial arts lessons, he had also heard about the extraordinary palm power of "Divine Hand Splitting Coffin".

But knowing that something is extraordinary is one thing, and actually experiencing it is another.

It would be a pity if you don't fight against such indestructible and powerful palm power!

Xu Xing's eyes became more and more scorching, and the five fingers of his right hand were also put together into a palm. Starting from the three knuckles of the fingers, to the wrists, elbows, and shoulders, they all vibrated violently, shaking out a phantom.

His right palm brought up a surge of energy and blood like a huge wave hitting the shore, and he faced Yan Zhao head-on.

For Xu Xing, a master of body refining who started from the extreme realm of skin refining, controlling the vibrations of the skin has become an instinct. He has even reached the point where he regards loose and heavy clothes as his own skin.

Therefore, even Ding Chunqiu's poisonous water and poisonous fog could not corrode the green cloth shirt on Xu Xing.

However, facing Yan Zhao's palm power, Xu Xing could no longer care about his clothes.

With just one move, the concussion force of his arm tore the entire sleeve into pieces, turning it into thousands of rags that flew all over the sky.

The two men clashed their palms just once, and the air within a radius of five or six feet surged violently like a tsunami, constantly echoing and vibrating, and fierce winds shot out.

The bodies of Wen Cha and Wen Jiu were completely torn to pieces, with blood and flesh flying everywhere, dyeing the mist in the sky light red. They were then completely pushed away and swept away by two powerful forces.

The place where Xu Xing was standing was very close to Bibotan.

When he took Yan Zhao's palm without moving an inch, the already wet soil under his feet exploded and scattered, and the pool water surged in, soaking his black cloth shoes.

Yan Zhao's fate was ten, a hundred, or even a thousand times more miserable than Xu Xing's, whose shoes were only wet and his sleeves were torn!
The burly man also felt what Ding Chunqiu felt. His head was shaking and dizzy, stars were in his eyes, his blood was surging, and his muscles and bones were trembling. The power of this palm had even penetrated into his bones and loosened his gums.

Although Yan Zhao had stronger muscles and more powerful internal strength than Ding Chunqiu, he still found it difficult to resist such a powerful force.

He stepped back five or six steps, spitting out a mouthful of scarlet blood, which included several large teeth. This was blood from his gums and from the concussion of his internal organs.

After just one fight, Yan Zhao was seriously injured. His right hand, which was his main weapon, was blue and black, with the wrist bone protruding, which showed that the bone was broken.

Although she was flying back, Yan Zhao still used the dancing posture of a circling swallow. Her body was charming and graceful, with a hint of reluctance to say something, and a feeling of "giving in".

Generally speaking, Yanzhao's "concession" is enough to avoid 99% of the attacks in the world.

However, Xu Xing's fists and body movements, even in the remaining 0.1%, are unique and unparalleled!
Seeing that Yan Zhao's body movements were so amazing, he decided not to chase him blindly. Instead, he suddenly stepped on the ground with his right foot, and with the coordination of his five toes and the sole of his foot, he rolled slightly. The soil ten feet in front of him arched up high, like a huge wave, and washed away.

Yan Zhao had just taken the sixth step when he felt as if the ground beneath his feet had suddenly turned into a surging sea, heaving and shaking.

The vibration caused his body to tremble slightly, and he staggered slightly, and suddenly felt his lower body unstable.

Xu Xing seized the opportunity, clenched the five fingers of his right hand, changed his palm into a claw, and grabbed in the air, with his palm concave inward, tendons running through his fingertips, inhaling and exhaling, causing the air to surge violently.

As the gust of air rolled in, the air surged violently in front of the five slender fingers, forming a violently rotating vortex.

Yan Zhao seemed to be trapped in a huge deep-sea whirlpool. His already shaking lower body made it even harder to take root, and his entire body was pulled and moved.

Then he saw the tall, graceful blue figure in the distance swaying, and when it reappeared, it was already in front of Yan Zhao, and pushed out a palm.

Yan Zhao raised his already seriously injured right hand and tried to block it with all his strength.

Even in the world of the Ming Dynasty, those masters with strong bodies would find it difficult to use their arms to exert strength after suffering such injuries.

But the internal force warriors in this world are different.

Yan Zhao circulated his true energy to disperse the blood stasis. The originally powerful internal force turned into a highly sticky gelatinous substance, which re-glued the broken bones and wrapped the damaged blood vessels. The fist then returned to normal.

This is exactly the method used by warriors in this world to heal their injuries. As long as the true qi is not exhausted, all injuries to non-vital parts can be temporarily restored to maintain combat effectiveness, but the duration of continuous combat will be reduced.

Therefore, although Yanzhao seems miserable now, it still has at least 90% of its combat power in its heyday.

But even though he rooted his feet into the ground and raised his almost recovered right arm, he was still knocked backwards, his heels sinking into the ground and leaving two deep grooves under his feet.

Xu Xing followed like a shadow, pushing Yan Zhao's tall body and crashing into Jiumozhi who was following. If they fought alone, Yan Zhao would probably be killed by this move.

Fortunately, Jiumozhi, this comrade-in-arms, is indeed more reliable than the three people from the Wen family.

Just as Xu Xing pushed Yan Zhao out ten feet, he saw a red-robed shadow, dragging a blazing, golden and red flame, rushing towards him.

Under the wide sleeves of the red robe were two blazing fireballs, which seemed to be filled with flowing magma, with heat surging vigorously.

Here the waterfall rushes into the pool, splashing water everywhere, so there are muddy puddles everywhere. But wherever the man in red robe passes, the ground is cracked and dry, as if it had been baked by the scorching sun for dozens of days. Not only is there no moisture at all, there is even white smoke and burnt smell.

The Great Wheel Vajra King, who had extraordinary combat experience and combat skills, seized the gap between the two men's stalemate and launched a long-awaited extreme offensive against Xu Xing!

Jiumozhi stepped on the scorched earth, and with every step he took, his aura became stronger and stronger, rising steadily.

All around him, there were tiny particles of light emanating like countless sparks of light flying around when a sword is being tempered.

This is exactly the strategy of both of them.

Jiumozhi's practice is the secret method of visualizing Vairocana Tathagata. Once his mental power, inner strength and even his soul are burned, he can burst out with an extremely powerful force that exceeds his own limits and even the limits of the human body.

Yan Zhao and Jiumozhi both understood that facing a pure body cultivator like Xu Xing, it would be almost impossible to win by wasting their physical strength.

Therefore, when Yan Zhao made a move, he used his "magic hand to split the coffin".

But he did not intend to defeat the enemy, but just wanted to buy time for his comrade Jiumozhi to visualize the true body of Vairocana Tathagata and gather strength for a strike.

Jiumozhi also understood that if he wanted to seize that one percent chance of winning against Xu Xing, he had to resort to the last resort.

Only by using the power of the essence of life and crushing him with an incomparably powerful momentum can this peerless strong man be left with nowhere to hide and no escape.

Xu Xing even really saw a halo as bright as the sun from behind Jiumozhi, and the Dharmakaya of Vairocana Tathagata sitting in the sun, displaying infinite light and infinite life.

The Buddha's light shines upon all three realms and in all directions, dispelling all darkness and ignorance, and illuminating all things visible and invisible!
The flaming sword is a metaphor for the Buddha's light of Vairocana, so the true meaning of this almost supernatural martial art is not in the word "flame". One must practice from the tangible to the intangible in order to eliminate the dryness in the moves and enter a superior realm.

But Jiumozhi's flaming sword was trained from invisible to visible, just like making the originally illusory Vairocana Tathagata manifest his Dharma body in the world, spreading the Buddha's light and saving all living beings.

Such a state is greater than great success, and more perfect than perfection; it can simply be said to be "Mahayana".

Mahayana of Mahayana Buddhism!
This is exactly the supreme dharma of Tantra:
The Great Sun Tathagata blesses divine transformation!

Judging from the rank of the skills alone, this secret method created by Guru Padmasambhava is in no way inferior to any other magical skills in the world today.

However, when Jiumozhi had not yet mastered martial arts, he once met a man from the Central Plains on a narrow road.

At that time, he was already hailed as a rare genius in the Nyingma school of the Red Sect in a century. He had mastered the tantric techniques and protective martial arts to an extremely high level, comparable to the masters of the Nyingma school.

But even so, Jiumozhi was not able to gain any benefit from this Central Plains man. Instead, he was forced into a dilemma by his endless tricks and was unable to learn from him.

During the fierce battle, the Central Plains people displayed a wide variety of martial arts, each with its own merits, which made Jiumozhi unconsciously immersed in them.

After the battle, the two men became strangers to each other.

The man from the Central Plains told Jiumozhi that his name was Murong Bo, and bluntly said that his martial arts were just insignificant skills in the Central Plains.

Only the Six Meridians Divine Sword of the Dali Duan family, the three great skills of the Xiaoyao sect, the unique skills of the Zizai sect, the extraordinary skills of the Xuehe sect, and even the "Book of Forgetting Love" by the great hero Xiao Qiu Shui and the "Innate Invisible Sword Qi that Breaks the Body" by the seven saints of the Mi Tian League, can truly be called "divine skills and unique arts".

Murong Bo used his erudition and knowledge to deeply imprint these words in Jiumozhi's mind.

From then on, the progress of this Tantric genius, which had been advancing by leaps and bounds in his practice of Tantric Buddhism, gradually slowed down, and he was still unable to comprehend the true meaning of "the miraculous power of the blessing of Vairocana Tathagata".

Jiumozhi knew that it was because of his obsession with martial arts that he had developed inappropriate thoughts and this was the reason he encountered this difficult-to-solve maze.

But although he understood it, he still couldn't figure it out. The more he wanted to let go, the heavier his obsession became, making this "Great Wheel King" deeply stuck in the mud and unable to free himself.

As time went by, these obsessions, delusions, and confusions even became Jiumozhi's inner demons, just like the unfixed karmic fire that burned his originally pure and perfect state of concentration.

Jiumozhi originally wanted to get rid of his inner demons by practicing Nirvana Zen, but in the end, he found that he had not even picked it up, so how could he let it go?
Therefore, Jiumozhi still chose to go to the Central Plains. After making this decision, although Jiumozhi knew it was not good, he still couldn't help but feel a sense of relief.

But that was not the relief of having unloaded a heavy burden, but the decadent pleasure of being completely crushed by a mountain.

He came to the Central Plains not only to witness those legendary magical skills, but also to verify what he had learned in his life.

After all, in his entire life of practicing martial arts, Jiumozhi had hardly ever encountered any rival except Murong Bo. Even the masters of the five sects of Tantric Buddhism had to join hands before they could fight him.

Although he knew that relying on one's martial arts to show off one's power was a violation of ignorant anger, he still couldn't hold back his anger and wanted to test how good his martial arts skills were.

It can be said that Jiumozhi, who came to Central Plains, was in the most vulnerable and contradictory state of his life.

On the one hand, he knew very well that he was falling into delusion step by step. On the other hand, he could not break free from his nameless anger and deep attachment no matter what.

However, when the conflicted Jiumozhi saw Xu Xing, he couldn't help but feel encouraged.

This young man was obviously someone who was well versed in Buddhist principles, and he had even mastered the Glass Buddha Body, which had not been mastered in Tantric Buddhism for hundreds of years. However, he did not hide his fighting spirit at all, and did not hesitate at all.

Jiumozhi really wanted to know how this young man, who was suspected to have mastered the two Buddhist classics Xisui and Yi Jin, was able to remain calm and not feel lost on the path that had strayed away from Buddhism.
Now, Jiumozhi has found the answer.

This answer did not come from Xu Xing, but came naturally from the bottom of his heart when he decided to challenge Xu Xing.

The answer is:

I, Jiumozhi, am a combative and bellicosity-loving person.

But can't such a person hold his head high and walk upright in the world?
Jiumozhi then realized that what he lacked was not understanding, but facing the challenge.

Face the self who has almost fallen into the Asura path.

But even the nature that goes against Buddhism is better than the falsehood that is simply disguised.

A Buddhist verse suddenly emerged in Jiumozhi's mind:
I would rather suffer eternal damnation than seek liberation from the saints!
It turned out that he had been eager to break away from the identities of "Great Wheel King" and "Leader of Tantric Buddhism" from the very beginning and do what he really wanted to do.

When Jiumozhi was truly determined to abandon the strict precepts and get rid of all constraints, the power belonging to Vairocana Buddha, called "Mahavairocana Tathagata's Blessing Miracle", suddenly appeared in him.

It was as if it had always existed here, just waiting for Jiumozhi to discover it.

Jiumozhi faced Xu Xing, put his hands together, and the two blazing fireballs merged into one. The red color suddenly faded and turned into a gold foil-like Buddha light, flowing on the bright red monk's robe.

The two golden Buddha's palms suddenly separated, as if tearing the sky and the earth apart, leaving a deep, dark crack with countless bizarre scenes in it, just like the three thousand worlds mentioned in the Buddhist scriptures.

In the dark and dark deep void, a very solemn and magnificent flame light suddenly lit up. The light was brilliant and crystal clear, like melted golden glass, extremely gorgeous.

In fact, with his current level of cultivation, he is unable to control such a powerful force. Once he makes a move, even a body that has mastered the tenth level of "Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra" will not be able to withstand it, and will be cracked into fine flame patterns. Before killing the enemy, he will hurt himself first.

But Jiumozhi seemed to be unaware of anything, with an expression of enlightenment on his face. With the piety of a martyr, he drove the infinite light and heat straight towards Xu Xing.

This technique, which combines visualization, telekinesis, and internal strength, is also of great reference value to Xu Xing now.

Therefore, when he saw Jiumozhi using such a trick, he was too lazy to chase Yan Zhao anymore. Instead, his eyes flashed with a scorching light, he laughed loudly, and stretched out his two arms, trying to confront the "Mahavairocana Blessing Miraculous Transformation" which was known as the supreme method of Tantric Buddhism.

"Come!"

The blood lines in the muscles of the two arms became increasingly dense, and they swayed and spread out a faint blue divine light, which pounced forward, just like a roc flapping its wings, slapping the boundless North Sea, rolling up numerous waves, and splashing the water for three thousand miles!
At this distance, Jiumozhi finally recognized what the true form of this dark blue divine light was.

It was not like the warriors in this world who borrowed the power for their own use through the divine will that resonated with the spiritual power of heaven and earth. Instead, they stirred up the endless sea of ​​spiritual power and stirred up "water ripples" with their own existence.

If spiritual power is an ocean, the practice of internal force warriors in this world is to connect the inside and the outside through the organ of "internal force circulation", so that the properties of their own bodies gradually converge with the "sea water".

In other words, their ultimate goal is to turn themselves into a drop of ink, melt into the ocean, and dye the sea water with their own color.

Xu Xing's approach is completely different. He is a huge monster like a giant whale in the deep sea, but he simply lives in the sea, and the nature of his body is completely different from "sea water".

However, due to his solid existence and huge body, every move he made and every breath he took could stir up the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and trigger turbulent undercurrents.

The spirit and aura of Vairocana Tathagata, which was self-respecting and illuminating the three realms, seemed to be non-existent in front of Xu Xing.

As the Buddha's light shone on him, his entire body emanated an extremely rich, tangible dark blue glow.

The pure life force contained in each ray of blue light is so abundant that it is unimaginable, but Xu Xing’s entire body is the entity formed by these countless rays of light.

It is conceivable how strong his vitality is. Even the Longbo giant in ancient mythology is probably no more than this.

Compared with such luster and such existence, everything seems to become pale and dim, even the brilliant Buddha's light seems so illusory.

Jiumozhi also confirmed that this person was truly an enlightened being who had attained the true nature of reality, pure and untainted, and could not be touched by anything.

The only way to deal with such an existence is to suppress it with pure force.

But in terms of strength, who is Xu Xing afraid of? !
He took a deep breath, but the sound did not sound like breathing. Instead, it was like swallowing up the heaven and earth, making a long sound like the long song of a whale, which had truly brought out the power of "True Form Dharma Body·Kunpeng".

Xu Xing's whole body suddenly grew five inches taller, and his limbs swelled and grew larger, completely tearing his green cloth shirt to pieces, revealing his fair and strong upper body. The ends of his long flowing hair also lit up with a pale blue color, which quickly spread to the top of his head.

He stretched out both hands, treating the majestic Big Sun Buddha light as a piece of cloth. He clinked his fingers into claws, grabbed them on the left and right, and then pulled them hard.

With an extremely piercing "hiss" sound, the entire Buddha light was actually torn into two halves by him, and then crushed into thousands of hot sparks.

Xu Xing smiled wantonly, and his right arm, which was already as thick as a pillar, stretched out again. His right palm, which was as big as a palm leaf fan, swelled even more. Blue veins protruded from the membrane and penetrated through the fingertips, just like the giant claw of a golden-winged Roc.

This "Golden Winged Vajra King Claw" was about a foot square. When it reached out, it crushed Jiumozhi's gorgeous Buddhist crown and then grabbed the round head of the Mahakala Vajra King in its palm.

Xu Xing laughed loudly and threw him towards the waterfall.

"Big monk, you are so angry, you should cool down in the water first!"

Jiumozhi's red robe fluttered in the wind, clinging to his sturdy body and outlining a solid outline, like a red arrow that shot into the waterfall, causing a sky-high water column explosion.

Yan Zhaofang calmed down and was just about to take advantage of this opportunity to attack, when he saw Xu Xing use one of his giant claws to easily grab Jiumozhi like a chick. His eyes immediately widened in horror.

——In Yan Zhao’s mind, this has gone beyond the scope of a fight between masters and has completely entered the realm of myths and legends.

Then, this change occurred all over Xu Xing's body. His whole body suddenly stretched out, nine feet tall, and the loose pants specially made for him by Zhuge Shenhou were stretched to pieces and torn.

Yan Zhao was originally a tall and strong man, but in front of Xu Xing, he was just like an immature child.

Xu Xing stood against the light, and the shadow of his nine-foot strong body was like a pitch-black sky covering the entire sky, completely embracing Yanzhao.

The giant grinned and laughed very happily, revealing a row of sharp white teeth that were strong enough to chew gold and iron.

Tiny sparks flew out from the gap between his teeth, making his already inhumanly handsome face look even more eerie.

Xu Xing looked extremely pleased and laughed out loud:

"Finally I met two experts who can make me show my true self. Not bad, not bad."

His voice became extremely deep and powerful at this moment. When he opened his mouth, his breath turned into wind and his breath turned into thunder, with an incomparable fierce and powerful force.

Hearing this, Su Xinghe, who had been standing by and watching for the time being, had a strange look on his face. He glanced at Tieshou imperceptibly, and the meaning in his eyes was very clear:

"What does it mean to reveal your true self?"

However, Tie Shou also had a strange expression on his face, but besides this strange expression, there was also a hint of realization:
"It turns out that Tafa is really not a human being..."

This conclusion should have surprised or even shocked everyone, but Tie Shou felt an unexpected yet reasonable sense of relief.

Ah, since it's not a human, then many things can be explained...

With Xu Xing's current physique, he doesn't need to exert any strength deliberately. He can shock ordinary people into unconsciousness or even cause their heads to explode just by speaking.

Tie Shou and Su Xinghe were still able to rely on their powerful internal strength to protect their eardrums and brains, but the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect, who were already of mixed quality, would be in a miserable situation.

Upon hearing these words, these demons and monsters began to bleed from all their seven orifices, their eyes went black, and they fell to the ground, with no one knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Yan Zhao's thirty-one confidantes who were skilled in martial arts, felt as if thunder and lightning were coming out of nowhere when they heard this voice, and there were dozens of them in succession. Their eardrums hurt, they felt dizzy, and they fell down one after another.

Even an expert at the level of the Seven Deadly Swords felt his blood surge in his chest after hearing this.

Most of them were busy fighting with Duan Yu, and most of them took their time to observe the battle between Xu Xing, Yan Zhao and Jiumozhi.

Now seeing that this mysterious powerful man had undergone such a change, it was impossible for them not to be surprised.

Duan Yu saw the opportunity, and swung out the "Shao Shang Sword" with its powerful sword energy and magnificent sword intent. With the momentum of breaking stones and bringing great wind and rain, he beheaded the "Sword God" Wen Huogun and the "Sword Immortal" Wu Fendou, and seriously injured the "Sword Demon" Sun Yijiu and the "Sword Demon" Liang Shangxin!

Even "Sword" Luo Shuishui, who had the highest skill and the most profound swordsmanship, could not stop it and could only watch his four fellow apprentices die or get maimed at the hands of Duan Yu.

They didn't expect that this prince of Dali, who had always been famous for his literary talent, was so resilient. Once he seized the opportunity, he would act so fiercely and decisively!
Duan Yu, who was originally struggling to hold on, immediately became completely different after this killing.

An unprecedented sharpness suddenly emanated from the body of this frail scholar. He was covered in blood and his eyes were as sharp as lightning, making the three people who were still able to fight dare not look directly at him!
As the intensity of the war here intensified again, Yan Zhao also heard the extremely deep and sincere emotion in Xu Xing's words.

In fact, ever since he achieved his true form, Xu Xing has created a qualitative gap between himself and the human species in terms of the level of life.

Normally, his body shape, which is similar to that of ordinary people, is just a camouflage to reduce consumption.

Wuyazi's more than seventy years of skills plus four "Vajra Eternal Longevity Pills" have advanced his "true form and body" by a great step, making the position of "Xu Xing", an independent species, move up a notch in the food chain.

For a creature like him, maintaining a "camouflage form" is like a grown man always curling up and keeping his limbs tucked in. Although it won't cause too much hindrance, it's still not very comfortable after all.

Now, facing Jiumozhi and Yan Zhao, Xu Xing can finally show this newly-cultivated "divine true form" and temporarily stretch it out between heaven and earth.

From the overall perspective, the newly added "True Meaning of the North Sea" is based on Kunpeng and integrates the two major fist styles of Fu Hai and Hun Tian. The "True Form of Kunpeng" is not as sharp as the "True Form of Hun Tian", but rather has an indescribable majestic and vastness.

Therefore, in front of him, Yan and Zhao would sincerely feel a sense of insignificance from the most essential level of life.

Xu Xing took a deep breath of air freely, his eyes closed tightly with an intoxicated look on his face, and when he raised his eyelids again, his pupils emitted blue and green lightning, and electric sparks danced at the ends of his hair and beard.

He chuckled, clenched his right fist, and took a step forward:
"Now, you should go in and cool off!"

With one step forward, Xu Xing's huge body appeared in front of Yan Zhao, and he raised his fist and chopped down in a simple and unpretentious manner.

The blue spiritual energy that was constantly flowing through his body all flowed into his clenched fists, vibrating along with the air around them like the beating of a heavenly drum or a raging thunderstorm, and stirred up an imposing spirit of "a soaring roc soaring into the sky" and rushed towards Yanzhao.

With a loud bang, the magic hand that made this person famous as "the magic hand that can split the coffin" was no longer effective. As soon as it touched the coffin, it was grabbed by Xu Xing's giant hand and thrown into the Bibotan Lake.

Jiumozhi was sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the pond, closing his eyes and regulating his breathing, but he saw Yan Zhao's majestic figure rushing in, and he couldn't help but open his eyes.

The two embarrassed challengers, covered in dust and dirt, looked at each other, and saw the look of doubt in each other's eyes. They communicated with each other through divine will:
"What the hell is this guy?"

"I think it's a monster in the mountains or a spirit beast in the water."

"In my opinion, it is more like a demon transformed from earth fire, or a god formed from thunder and lightning."

Suddenly, both of them raised their heads and looked above their heads.

The next moment, a huge and majestic body crashed into the pool.

This "person" almost turned the entire Bibotan Lake upside down, with surging white waves, continuous explosions, and waterfalls rushing up in the opposite direction and rolling straight up.

A bold and powerful voice was heard, shaking the water and causing ripples on the water. He laughed loudly:

"You two, it's time for the second round!"

Yan Zhao and Jiumozhi could hear the excitement in this man's words, and they both understood that Xu Xing was obviously getting excited about fighting now, and he would not stop no matter what was said.

This also means that they cannot avoid the coming beating no matter what. Their previous thought of seizing a chance of victory has turned into doing everything they can to fight for a chance of survival!
Endless regret surged in the hearts of both of them, and they had the same thought:
Why mess with this monster when you can mess with anyone else?!
I say I want to learn from you, but I don't mean to be your punching bag, do I? !
How long has it been since this guy hit someone with all his strength? !
(End of this chapter)