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Chapter 561

Yao Rang's master was the creator of Qiankun's Twist. This technique was also caused by chance that he gained a little inspiration from his experience in observing the Great Movement of Qiankun.

The Great Shift of the Qiankun practices the agility of the body, but the Qiankun twists the Qiankun but goes to another extreme, completely becoming a defensive technique that can move without moving.

What's the meaning?

The great movement is to avoid the enemy's attacks through the continuous movement of the body. The reversal means to endure all the enemy's attack power, and then dissolve them one by one.

Thinking of this, Sun Er still needs to be grateful to Jingmang and Dong Ziweng. During the conversation with them, he still learned a lot of strange martial arts, including Qiankun Torture.

Dong Ziweng explained to Sun Er specifically about the reversal of the universe on the road. It seemed that there was a premeditation. They knew that Yao Rang would attend the martial arts conference and learned that Yao Rang's strength had reached the peak of the Martial King.

call!

Sun Er figured it out and breathed a long sigh.

To be honest, he was also a little suffocated by the aura on Yao Rang.

Fortunately, Dong Ziweng and Changxizi attacked left and right, forcing Yao Rang to dodge left and right, and Wuxia took care of Sun Er at all, and he felt much more relaxed.

However, he also knew that he had not run any exercises, and his body was naturally under the level of martial kings, and would inevitably be defeated with one blow.

Dong Ziweng stretched out his hand and blew out his breath from his palm.

In the eyes of ordinary people, he just breathed a sigh of relief.

But in the eyes of experts, it is a fatal attack weapon, and an invisible weapon to kill people.

Sun Er saw it and felt that the master was Sun Wukong's life-saving action.

Hey!

Don’t look at the bad movements, it’s extremely powerful to use!

Sun Er naturally believed it, so in order to cooperate with the two elders, he went forward and blocked Yao Rang's retreat.

In terms of strength, Dong Ziweng and Changxizi can crush Yao Ran billions of times if they take out any of them.

Sun Er was also puzzled, but after observing for a while, he knew that the two elders were playing cats and mice.

Old naughty boy!

Sun Er had a right guess, but it was also bad.

Although the two elders were playing with Yao Rang, they were also playing with him. They were playing with him very much, which made Yao Rang worse than death.

Poor Yao Rang was still struggling hard, and he was fantasizing about the appearance of a miracle.

However, the two elders seemed to not want him to die, so Sun Er could not guess what they really meant.

After Dong Ziweng breathed a sigh of relief, he saw Yao Rang's outermost layer of universe twisting the shell and undergoing major changes.

Yao Rang's body swayed for a moment, then a gray light appeared, and blood oozed out of his horns.

Sun Er thought of the three-layer defensive shells and also realized the mutual support of the three-layer shells.

The golden bell cover in the innermost part is guaranteed and the last defense, which is the embodiment of real power.

The effect of the turtle breathing technique is limited to the twisting of the universe that supports the outermost layer.

Because the use of Qiankun Torsion is to resolve the opponent's attack power, and it must have strong support. Otherwise, before the opponent's attack is resolved, Qiankun Torsion will no longer be able to support it.

Sun Er understood, probably the two elders understood even more that they were the human spirits who had lived for hundreds of years and were the emperors of warriors.

Dong Ziweng succeeded with one move, and seemed to not want to attack anymore. It seemed that he was quite playful.

Changxizi got started. He raised his foot and seemed to be taking a step, but he kicked Yao Rang's lower body directly.

Yao Rang's face was dark and blue. It seemed that his two balls showed signs of explosion.

It was not a sign, Sun Er saw that it was broken.

Wow!

Yao Rang finally couldn't bear it. The twist of the universe was broken, and the turtle breathing technique was useless. Moreover, with his real strength, the golden bell cover was a layer of window paper. The two elders would break whenever they wanted.

However, at this moment, Yao Rang was violent.

He went crazy, slapped his chest violently, his eyes were blood-red and whimpering, and his palms instantly grew and became extremely dark.

Dong Ziweng and Changxizi took a step back, looked at each other, and smiled and said, "That's interesting. Look at the old ghost of Wudao Sect. What else is there to understand? Let him hide from us for two hundred years!"

I'm going big!

Sun Er could tell that these two old naughty boys did not kill him because of Yao Rang's master.

Also, Yao Rang's master is still alive. With Yao Rang's age of hundreds, his master will be at least one to two hundred years old.

Well, with the age of the two elders, they can attract so much attention, it is estimated that Yao Rang's master should be over 200 years old.

Yao Rang shouted wildly, his fists were like two iron hammers, and his body rushed forward and smashed hard at the two elders.

Alright!

After Yao Rang's fist hit the two elders, each of them was punched.

It's over. This black fist is so powerful. I'm afraid that even the two elders will finish playing even if they are gods...

Sun Er wished he could cover his eyes, and the other leaders watching the battle in the dark also raised their hearts to their throats. Only they were more courageous, and the other disciples had already run away.

Bang!

With a loud bang, a piece of meat fell from the air.

What?

Everyone looked at the two elders more like looking at monsters. It turned out that it was not someone else who fell down, but Yao Rang. He had fallen into meat paste and crawled on the ground and kept sucking.

Dong Ziweng clapped his hands, blew his fists, and shouted strangely: "The strength is good. If he is allowed to practice for decades, we two old monsters may not be his opponent!"

Yao Rang narrowed his eyes, looked at the two elders weakly, and said in a weak voice: "Let my master know, he will definitely not forgive you!"

"Haha! Boy, you only know how to move out your master now!"

"Yes! It's too late, let him come out sooner, so you won't have to suffer from flesh and blood!"

Depend on!

What's the rhythm? A Martial King was beaten only, and he was played with a cat like a meat paste. In the end, he even earned the title of a scapegoat.

Alas!

Only Yao Rang could do this, and Sun Er secretly thanked that fortunately, these two elders were their own people, and they also received guidance from Jingmang, asking them to assist him.

Um!

It seems that my father and I have a chance to win the East China Sea trip. In addition, their fourth junior brother, the fourth brother who lives in seclusion on the East China Sea, is probably not difficult to enter the East China Sea God Palace.

Sun Er thought about this and felt happy.

Dong Ziweng gave him a blank look and teased him: "I just asked you to practice your skills. You didn't seize the opportunity. Now he has been beaten up. If you want to beat him, you can only die!"

"Haha!" Sun Er laughed loudly, stepped forward and stepped on Yao Rang's face.

"I'll ask you, why do people of your level want to defect to the Japanese?"

Yao Rang wanted to survive. He had practiced for so many years and had reached the level of King Wu, but he didn't want to die just like that.

However, at present, a boy who is still at the junior level of Wu Zun dares to step on his face and threaten him...
Chapter completed!
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