Chapter 316 The Last Form

Among the ruins of the collapsed Golden Temple, Xia Chen and Bai Shi above the sky met their eyes. calm.

At this moment, Baishi's heart was not only restless, it was like a turbulent sea.

It was hard for him to believe that his blow, which was enough to kill a master of the seventh or eighth level of Wu Zun, was actually received by Xia Chen unscathed.

Xia Chen's strength is only at the third level of Wu Zun. He originally thought that after he used this sword to frighten Kyushu, the protagonist would die, but he never expected that Xia Chen not only did not die, but was also safe and sound.

"Okay, okay, okay!" Baishi's chest heaved and heaved, and he said three good words in succession. He stared at Xia Chen with a pair of eyes, and spit out cold words from his mouth: "You only have the third level of Martial Venerable. To be able to catch one of my moves without a hair being damaged, even in my Xuan Ling Ting, he is only at the level of the highest-qualified closed-door disciple."

"I was wrong!" Baishi took a deep breath: "However, the more this is the case, the more I will kill you today. If you let you grow up, even I will not be your opponent!"

Hearing Baishi's words, Xia Chen looked lazy and said, "You just need to understand!"

Immediately, the corners of Xia Chen's mouth curled up slightly, and he said, "I asked you to make moves the first two times, this time, it's my turn!"

After finishing speaking, Xia Chen exploded with aura, and golden aura shot up from him. Although his explosive strength was far inferior to that of Bai Shi, who was at the peak of Wu Zun, Xia Chen showed his strength completely, and Bai Shi had no reason I'm a little uneasy.

Xia Chen stepped on the soles of his feet, and the eight-veined dragon wings on his back spread out, leading him up from the ground, with his feet in the air, a pair of eyes fixed on Baishi, and he stood in the air, the atmosphere was tense.

"Minghe Suppressing Prison Fist, the third form, Fist Suppressing Hell!" Xia Chen shouted word by word, only to see his muscles tremble slightly, his veins bulge, and gray air flows from his dantian The meridians emerge on the skin, and then, along the skin, gather in the center of the right fist.

In the center of Xia Chen's right fist, a gray air current was crazily gathering, and faintly, there was the sound of howling ghosts and wolves, coming from the center of the fist, which was frightening, as if Xia Chen was holding a small hell in his palm.

These gray air currents are the power of hell bred by that hell seed in Xia Chen's body. Enough power of hell condenses in Xia Chen's fist, and finally, a gray air vortex is formed.

When this vortex of air flow appeared, within ten miles of Xia Chen as the center, there were gusts of gloomy wind, howling ghosts and howling wolves, and even the temperature of the space dropped several degrees.

Seeing Xia Chen displaying such an evil martial skill, Bai Shi frowned slightly, his sharp eyes fixed on Xia Chen, and said coldly: "Pretending to be a ghost, this time, I will definitely kill you!"

After finishing speaking, Baishi waved the Miexia Sword in his hand again. This time, he did not directly infuse spiritual power into the sword body, but held the sword in one hand and squeezed the sword formula in the other.

A series of complicated and difficult sword formulas were punched into the sword body of Mie Xia Sword from Baishi's hand, and the entire sword body trembled continuously. On the originally smooth and silver-white sword body, with the penetration of the sword formulas, golden talismans began to appear one after another arts.

These golden runes are engraved on the body of the sword, making the Miexia Sword a bit more aura again, as if the quality has been improved to a higher level, and the whole long sword seems to be connected with spirituality, making a clear sound .

When the long sword was covered with runes, Baishi finally heaved a sigh of relief, with sweat dripping from his temples.

Obviously, it is quite a labor-intensive job to put the sword formula into one's spiritual long sword, but Baishi doesn't mind, because after the Mie Xia sword was penetrated into the sword formula, he used the sword trick again , the power will be multiplied several times.

After doing this, Baishi gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind, he bit the tip of his tongue suddenly, and a bloody arrow spewed out from his mouth, sprinkled on the entire Mie Xia Sword.

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When Baishi's blood spilled onto the sword body, the whole long sword trembled. The original silver-white sword body instantly turned into blood red. Like a magic sword.

And as the blade of the Mie Xia Sword turned blood red, the golden runes engraved on the sword became more dazzling and eye-catching.

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Baishi's face was a little pale. The blood just now was his blood essence. Today, Tianling Kuangjian is a complete set of swordsmanship and martial arts, and the method of blood sacrifice is recorded in it. The power of the sword has increased several times, and it also has the strange effect of killing evil spirits.

Xia Chen's Styx Suppressing Prison Fist was displayed, and the wind gusts, ghosts and wolves howl, making people shudder. Baishi thinks that this is a kind of evil martial art, and it is a heretical way, so he uses the method of blood sacrifice, even if he loses part of his blood , but also to completely kill Xia Chen.

At this time, Baishi raised his head, and saw in the air in front of him that Xia Chen had been brewing the third form of the Minghe Suppressing Prison Fist for several breaths.

The gray vortex in Xia Chen's boxing heart has turned into the size of a roulette wheel. In the gray vortex, evil spirits make sharp sounds, trying to break free from the gray vortex. , chilling.

The third form of Minghe Suppressing Prison Fist, the longer it is brewed, the more powerful it will be.

When Xia Chen was about to use the Minghe Suppressing Prison Fist, he found that the other party did not interfere with his martial arts. Therefore, Xia Chen was also happy to keep brewing, pouring all the power of hell in his body into the boxing heart.

It can be said that after several breaths of brewing and accumulating strength, the third form of Styx Suppressing Prison Fist [Fist Suppressing Hell] he performed this time will be many times stronger than before. The real power of the boxing.

When he dealt with Long Wudi before, he also used [Fist Suppressing Hell] to kill him. However, Xia Chen at that time was naturally far less powerful than he is now. In addition, at that time, he did not brew and store his power. He directly performed the [Fist Suppressing Hell] formula.

Therefore, the [Fist Suppressing Hell] stance he used this time will be stronger than ever.

Xia Chen raised his eyes and looked at Baishi in front of him. He knew that Baishi was also constantly brewing his trump card, planning to launch a shocking blow.

Just now when he was contemplating and accumulating energy, he kept watching Baishi's movement from the corner of his eye.

(End of this chapter)

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