Due to the large fluctuations in space, Wu Yueheng was freed from that state and avoided Yuwen Zhouyuan's attack with inexplicable steps.
"You are indeed very strong. With this hand alone, you are stronger than Che Jianan." Wu Yueheng said calmly, his eyes were clear and transparent, as if he had seen through everything. He moved forward with the method of the Nine Palaces, his steps were mysterious and unpredictable, his eyes
The palms are struck in series, both offensively and defensively.
"The Bagua Palm Technique evolved from Tai Chi?" Yuwen Zhouyuan raised his sword eyebrows, two brilliant rays of light burst out from his eyes, and said coldly: "Whether your Bagua Palm Technique is more powerful or the palm technique I learned from combining hundreds of schools of thought is more powerful?
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After saying this, Yuwen Zhouyuan's body flashed like a ghost, and his palms were slowly shot out, sometimes as gently as catkins, sometimes as violently as a storm, one palm after another surged out, and the rolling waves of energy surged and roared, just like the continuous
Continuous rolling waves.
"Sure enough, it's extraordinary." Wu Yueheng said, and the speed of waving his hands accelerated a bit. His attack surface was relatively wide. With his continuous flapping, a unique palm space was formed around him, just like Yuwen Zhouyuan's attack.
The power is simply not close to the body.
"Break!" Yu Wenzhou Yuan's tongue was like thunder, his eyes flashed, his palms suddenly changed, his sword fingers thrust out, and a burst of glazed sword energy burst out at an extremely fast speed, and instantly broke the special figure around Wu Yueheng.
palm space.
The surging energy exploded and hit Wu Yueheng. He was unhurried and his face was as calm as water. He always looked neither sad nor happy. He was really quiet and inactive.
"Turn the world around." Wu Yueheng chanted four words, and drew arcs with his hands, creating a wonderful trajectory. The torrential energy surged in front of him, and was all guided by his hands. After several arcs, he suddenly pushed out
, this violent energy is several times more terrifying than the energy just now, but it is much compressed and more powerful.
Yuwen Zhouyuan took a step forward, replaced his sword with his palm, and slashed straight down. The air in front of him was split into two halves. The violent energy surged past Yuwen Zhouyuan on both sides, but he did not receive any damage.
Although the two men only made tentative attacks, the combat skills and adaptability they displayed made many people feel inferior. It is said that details determine success or failure. This aspect reflects the strong cultivation of the two men.
Che Jian'an, who was watching the battle nearby, had to admire Yu Wen Zhouyuan's cultivation.
Yuwen Zhouyuan and Wu Yueheng were fighting inseparably in the ring, slowly transitioning from tentative attacks to a true competition of strength.
Violent energy raged across the arena, and waves of storms blew up, as if they were going to tear this space into pieces. The two of them remained motionless in it, as if they were not affected at all.
"The source of Tai Chi." After fighting for who knows how many rounds, Wu Yueheng finally used Yuhe Palace's unique skill, the Tao of Tai Chi. A vast power seemed to surge from the eternal ancient times, and also seemed to come from the ancient times.
Surging from the depths of the vast universe, this power is full of fusion and destructive, making people feel powerless.
"The Divine Fist of Creation, shattering the mountain with one punch." Feeling the power of this attack, Yuwen Zhouyuan shouted and used a combat skill that he had never used before. Now he couldn't reveal his true trump card. If he let
Those powerful True Emperors know their cards, who knows what the outcome will be.
This punch was extremely domineering, filled with the power to destroy everything, as if there was no power that could stop it.
"It turns out to be the Divine Fist of Creation. This is a combat skill lost in ancient times. How could he possess it?" someone commented.
"It's incredible that this kind of boxing technique can appear in the world." Another person said.
"Did he get the ancient secret book?" one person said.
"It's no wonder he has such a cultivation level. I'm afraid he probably got the ancient secret book." A clear voice said.
On the central round platform, the dozen True Emperor Realm masters felt very uneasy when they saw the boxing techniques used by Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Some knowledgeable people in the stands were also filled with panic and screamed, explaining this set of boxing techniques to the people around them.
"Boom." A sound like the destruction of the world and the exploding stars sounded, and the surging energy roared on the round platform. Everyone in the surrounding stands felt the terror of the burst of power.
"Yin and Yang complement each other." A clear voice came out from the violent energy, and everyone could hear it clearly.
"The Divine Fist of Creation, the punch breaks the current of the sea." Yuwen Zhouyuan's body is so majestic in the violent energy. If he is an unparalleled overlord, he is arrogant and dominates the world. It is also like the arrival of a demon king, with the demon flames rolling and unstoppable.
Another sound that shocked the world sounded, with four volumes of violent energy. Yuwen Zhouyuan was like a leaf of duckweed in the surging waves, floating up and down, his face was a little pale, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of Wu Yueheng's mouth, as if he had merged with the surging energy.
In the middle, the rules of Tao flowed in his eyes, and he thought out two words: "Four Phases."
The four phases of Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku, and Xuanwu flew out from his palm, swimming in the surging fist power of Yu Wenzhou Yuan, dissolving that supreme power.
Yuwen Zhouyuan only threw two punches, while Wu Yueheng changed his Tai Chi method three times. It was almost clear who would win and who lost. This time, the Tai Chi method Wu Yueheng showed was more powerful than the one he showed when fighting against Che Jianan.
many.
Seeing the rolling energy in the ring, everyone was horrified. They did not expect that the fighting of the younger generation could reach such a level, which has transcended the level of the innate realm and is almost equivalent to the fighting level of a half-step true self master.
Che Jian'an became uneasy. Originally, he thought he could definitely win this championship, but now after seeing two terrorist attacks, he was not sure. He didn't know whether he could block their attacks.
, especially Yuwen Zhouyuan's Creation Divine Fist, its domineering power and attitude of looking down on the world, made him feel powerless in his heart.
On the Tianzi Arena, after the energy dissipated, Yuwen Zhouyuan and Wu Yueheng stood opposite each other. Their clothes were torn to pieces by the violent energy. Despite this, the sharp light in their eyes was still eye-catching.
"Take my last move." Wu Yueheng looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan and said calmly.
"Okay!" Yuwen Zhouyuan stood proudly, with a tall figure and the look of a peerless master. Normally he looked like a harmless, frail scholar, but now he looked like a monk.
"Sword moves seven stars, Tianshu." Wu Yueheng shouted loudly, like the sound of the great road, towards this space. As he shouted loudly, he took a step forward, and a stream of starlight fell from the sky. This starlight seemed to have traveled through space.
, unable to see the starting point, vast starlight poured into his body.
"Tianxuan." He took another step, and another starlight fell.
"Tianji."
"Tianquan."
"Yuheng."
"Kaiyang."
"Fluttering light."
Every time Wu Yueheng recited two words, he would take a step forward, and a stream of stars would fall from the sky. After reciting these seven words, his walking steps would exactly form an arrangement of the Big Dipper.
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At this time, the stars in front of Wu Yueheng were shining brightly, like gods in the starry sky, vast, unpredictable, mysterious, and majestic, and his eyes turned into the color of stars.
"Seven stars unite, unite." This voice resounded throughout the whole world, like the will of the gods, and like the chanting of the great road. Wu Yueheng clenched his right hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand. The stars were dazzling. This was caused by the stars all over the sky.
The long sword was condensed with starlight, and all the starlight from his body was poured into the long sword in his hand.
The long sword became more and more solid, as if it had turned into a real long sword. Seeing this long sword, everyone was horrified. All the monks could feel the great power contained in the long sword. It was the power to open up the world.
The power of the stars in the universe can destroy everything.
Many top players of the younger generation in the stands had to admit that they would never be able to withstand this attack. Even Che Jianan felt that he could not withstand it, and he looked a little dazed.
What Wu Yueheng said is true. There is indeed someone who is stronger than me. It seems that there is no need to compete with him anymore. He thought silently in his heart. Although he was very unwilling to do so, after seeing Wu Yueheng's attack, Yuwen Zhouyuan
I have to admire it too.
A momentary victory means nothing. Only those who sing all the way and keep moving forward can achieve greater success. When we met in the True Emperor Realm, I have to say that his mentality is very good. Although he is the first in this session and he
There was no chance, but he was still not discouraged and his fighting spirit became even stronger.
Wu Yueheng turned his attention to Yuwen Zhouyuan, preparing to watch Yuwen Zhouyuan receive the sword like this. His heart was full of doubts. Can Yuwen Zhouyuan receive this sword? This is not only his inner voice, but also the common sentiment of everyone.
Voice of the heart.
"Behead!" Wu Yueheng read out a word, which seemed to be the judgment of heaven and earth. He held the sword in both hands and cut Yuwen Zhouyuan straight.
At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan felt that the surrounding space seemed to have solidified, and that supreme power had locked onto him. No matter how he dodges, he would always meet that power.
Yuwen Zhouyuan put away his thoughts of dodge, his eyes flashed with glazed light, and he thought to himself: I want to see how powerful your attack is.
With a thought in Yuwen Zhouyuan's mind, a field was quietly formed. The feeling of solidification of the surrounding space disappeared instantly, and his whole person was majestic. Suddenly, his figure became blurred, and five figures of Yuwen Zhouyuan appeared around him.
, they are all in the same posture.
"Broken." A total of six Yuwen Zhouyuan shouted at the same time, clenching their right fists, and the spiritual energy in the surrounding world quickly gathered and condensed on his fist, as if all the energy in this area of the world had been extracted by him.
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Following that punch, the six figures merged into one, and a restrained fist blasted out.
"Boom." This is the sound of destruction, this is the regular trembling sound, the huge sound rolls around, blood bleeds from the seven orifices of many people in the stands, and they suffer temporary blindness and temporary deafness.
Even those masters who are half-step to the peak of the real self feel ringing in their ears. Two huge forces collide together, as if two universes collide with each other. Energy bursts out, and each energy bursts into the air.