Chapter 1484 Shenlong's eighteen palms show their power
"This Ling Tian, did you win the round just now?"
"Well, it seems so, but this is too magical. The four disciples of Jiange attack at the same time. Aren't they Lingtian's combined enemy?"
"Oh, it seems that Qi Pavilion is showing signs of rising."
"Is it possible that Jiange cannot escape the fate of being trampled by Ling Tian?"
The surrounding disciples gradually started making noises, and Yu Sen, who was the center of attention, turned as red as a monkey's butt.
"hateful!"
With a shock under his feet, Yu Sen flew directly onto the ring.
This time he was entrusted by Lin Zhi to regain his position.
If Ling Tian is not dealt with, not only will Yu Sen be in trouble this time, but he will also be embarrassed to go to the Dan Pavilion in the future.
By then, he will definitely be laughed at by others in Jiange, and will never be able to hold his head up again.
"Ling Tian, you still have some strength, but I, Yu Sen, am different."
As the voice fell, Yu Sen's shoulders suddenly shook. In the glow of the Martial Emperor behind him, the shadow of the martial spirit floated out, and the pressure increased even more!
As the third senior brother of Jiange, Yu Sen not only possesses the Taichu Martial Spirit, but also practices extremely high-level techniques and magical powers, so his level of foundation is unmatched by others.
At the very least, he is much better than Jiang Xian, who is above the Hundred Sect Competition.
"After the last game, if you lose this time, will there be any luck?"
Ling Tian stood with his stick in hand, far from the panic he should have felt when facing the three disciples of Jiange.
"Wishful thinking, if I lose, I will give you the quasi-immortal weapon in my hand!"
"But that's not going to happen."
"I want to see how you, a registered disciple of Qi Pavilion, can show off in front of my disciples of Jiange Pavilion."
Yu Sen snorted coldly, and the anger in his eyes became even more intense. If he couldn't solve the problem even for a newly initiated disciple of Qi Pavilion today, then he would be in great disgrace!
"boom!"
Yu Sen shook his big hand, and bright green light burst out from his body, directly transforming into a green gold lion in his hand. Although the lion was just a shadow formed by condensed vitality, it spread with astonishing fluctuations.
The level of this magical martial skill will never be low.
"Swish!"
Yu Sen took a step forward, clenched the fist in his hand, and suddenly blasted out. The shadow of the green lion shot out in an instant. The air was torn open at this moment, and the sharp sound of breaking wind resounded ear-piercingly.
The howling beast roar shook the foot of the Holy Sword Mountain, shocking all the disciples.
"Hey, is this Yu Sen's super magical boxing technique?"
"This boxing technique has been refined to a great level by Yu Sen. It must not be underestimated!"
Yu Sen punched out, and the terrifying sound caused a huge uproar.
Facing Yu Sen's offensive, Ling Tian raised his eyebrows slightly. Before, such magical powers would have been a little troublesome for Ling Tian.
The super-level magical power is already on par with his previous Dragon Fist. Coupled with the realm of Emperor Yu Sen, the power of one punch is absolutely earth-shattering.
But now, Ling Tian no longer takes it seriously.
Just super magical power!
Ling Tian also did not choose to use the Fighting Staff. In addition to improving his cultivation this month, he also practiced the Eighteen Divine Dragon Palms that the old beggar left for him. Immediately after holding it, golden light burst out from his palms, directly
Transformed into the shadow of a golden dragon.
Ling Tian danced his hands, and the majestic dragon energy was directly and continuously integrated into his palms. The dragon shadow on his hand immediately opened its eyes, and the golden dragon shadow instantly split into three pieces.
many.
A vigorous force spreads out.
"What kind of palm technique is this?"
"It looks like it's a higher grade than Yu Sen's Aoki Lion Fist!"
When the three dragon shadows appeared from Ling Tian's palm, there was a sound of exclamation from around the arena, obviously shocked by Ling Tian's martial arts.
"The Eighteen Palms of the Divine Dragon, go!"
roar!
Ling Tian's big hand suddenly pressed down, and the dragon shadow looked up to the sky and roared, and then rushed out in an instant. The terrifying power formed a huge concave arc in front of it, and the ground of the arena below burst into cracks at this moment.
"Bang bang bang!"
That Yu Sen was filled with fierce fists. When he came into contact with the pressure of the Eighteen Palms of the Divine Dragon, all of them flew away, unable to compete with Ling Tian's palm shadow.
"Is this possible?"
The shadow of Ling Tian's palm grew larger and larger, and the shadows of the three divine dragons finally filled the arena, shattering all the shadows of the fists. Under the shadow of the palm, Yu Sen was already stunned on the spot.
The punch he just used has been invincible since he was promoted to Martial Emperor. Even in Yunhai Pavilion, it is a rare skill.
You know, although in the Martial Emperor realm one can practice quasi-immortal arts that are above super-level supernatural powers, how many quasi-immortal arts are there in the entire sect?
What's more, the quasi-immortal arts and other techniques are all in the Cangwu Palace, and I'm not strong enough to touch them at all.
But Ling Tian's palm technique will be able to shatter his fist shadow so easily. Is this a quasi-immortal technique?
However, it was too late for Yu Sen to be stunned. Immediately, a light flashed in his hand, and a wooden-colored long sword appeared in his hand.
Although this long sword is wood-colored, it is covered with a faint thunder. It is undoubtedly a quasi-immortal weapon!
And the quality is also good among low-grade quasi-immortal soldiers.
"Ling Tian, use your weapon better than me, don't regret it!"
After saying that, the weapon in Yu Sen's hand suddenly slashed down, and in an instant, streaks of lightning appeared out of thin air in the air around him, condensing into a line of cyan thunder sword energy, and slashed towards Ling Tian's divine dragon palm print.
Yu Sen's sword attack seemed to be done out of desperation, but Ling Tian could feel the mystery of this sword technique.
As expected, the swordsmanship in the world is the best in the world. Is it just the swordsmanship that Yu Sen has cultivated, can he be so tyrannical?
Even if its level is not considered to be a quasi-immortal technique, it is almost there.
"cut!"
Yu Sen stared at the three-day dragon shadow that was rapidly enlarging in his eyes with cold eyes. He shouted suddenly and suddenly the sword edge full of thunder struck the palm print.
clang!
A loud, crisp and harsh sound suddenly resounded in the sky, and then, an extremely violent energy impact suddenly erupted from the sky.
The energy shock swept away, and the figures of those who were close to the surroundings hurriedly stepped back. Golden lights flickered around the ring, resisting the eroding energy wind.
While resisting, everyone's eyes were locked in the air without blinking. The sword that Yu Sen offered was the seventh-ranked magical swordsmanship in the Martial Emperor realm of the Zangwu Palace.
Under the quasi-immortal technique, you can practice it to the final sword transformation state, which is enough to rival the quasi-immortal technique!
Although Yu Sen has not yet reached that level of training, he is still able to destroy the remaining power of Ling Tian's palm with his Martial Emperor realm cultivation.
No matter what, Ling Tian's palm was only a residual power.
Clang clang clang!
But the first level of the Eighteen Palms of the Divine Dragon sacrificed by Ling Tian was a quasi-immortal technique. The shadows of the three divine dragons struck the sword edge one after another without any signs of fatigue.
When the last shadow of the divine dragon fell, the sword light that Yu Sen offered directly shattered into pieces, turning into thunder and scattering all over the sky.
puff!
With a muffled groan, Yu Sen was shaken and retreated continuously, finally stopping at the edge of the ring!
A palm, just a palm!
Not only did it crush Yu Sen's punch like a torrent, but now even the swordsmanship that Ao relied on was unable to withstand it!
Is this Ling Tian's palm technique so terrifying?
"Haha, the third disciple of Jiange is nothing more than that."
The dragon shadow dispersed, and above the ring, Ling Tian's figure was suspended there. Although his green and white clothes were unremarkable, his flying white hair seemed to be filled with a layer of holy light.
