Chapter 454 So What About the Patriarch of the Holy King?
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After the handprint collided with the mountain, the terrifying energy wave swept up, breaking through the void, forming a huge black hole, with strong traction, absorbing all the spilled energy.
After a while, the cracks in the void quickly closed.
A figure appeared.
He was an old man with a red beard and red hair, strong chest muscles, and his blue robe was stretched tightly, showing great explosive power.
The most eye-catching thing is the holy weapon in his hand.
It is over ten feet long, looks like a knife but not a knife, looks like a hammer but not a hammer. Its body is covered with blood-colored lines, which flicker and flicker as if a living creature can breathe, and the aura it emits is extremely fierce.
The old man glanced sideways at Yao Ditian, who was hiding in the distance, and felt a little relieved when he saw that he was fine.
He looked at Chu Xiu and snorted in dissatisfaction, "The majestic Holy King actually has the nerve to bully a junior with his power."
I don’t blame him for saying that.
According to the knowledge of the cultivation world, a person as strong as Chu Xiu is definitely not as young as he appears on the surface. He must be a monster who respects the elderly.
Compared with this old monster, a monk like Yao Ditian who has been practicing for hundreds of years is indeed just a child. It is not an exaggeration to say that the big one bullies the small ones.
As everyone knows, Chu Xiu's real age is actually younger than Yao Ditian.
Of course, he didn't bother to argue with the other party.
If you want to fight, just fight. There is nothing good about it.
"Are you the ancestor of the Yao family?" Chu Xiu asked calmly.
The moment the old man took action.
He then saw the other party's cultivation level.
The fourth floor of the Holy King.
Comparable to him.
As for the true combat power, Chu Xiu is not arrogant. He is confident that he can defeat the opponent within ten moves, not to defeat him, but to kill him.
The old man stared at Tong Ling with his big eyes and said in a muffled voice: "My name is Yao Guangde, the ancestor of the Yao family."
: "Let me ask you, why did you attack me, the heir of the Yao family? You even wanted to destroy his cultivation."
: "You are so cruel, do you think the Yao family is easy to bully?"
Rumble————
The sound was like the roar of thunder, shaking the void.
He was dissatisfied with Chu Xiu's vicious behavior, and even more dissatisfied with the wife who was watching the theater in the academy.
Emperor Yao was about to be deposed, but his master remained silent, which made him feel resentful...
Chu Xiu frowned and dug his ears, "Old man, I wonder if your strength is as powerful as your voice."
He didn't bother to waste his words, so he had to defeat the other party before talking.
There were dense bloody lines under his feet.
Yao Guangde suddenly came to Yao Guangde, his long hair flying, his left hand holding the calligraphy secret, and his right hand holding the Zhenwu Poshan Seal.
The yellow golden glow of the right fist lingers, and it is blasted away with one punch. The punch is sharp and domineering. It moves forward indomitably and has the power to destroy everything.
Yao Guangde didn't expect Chu Xiu to be so strong, and he would do whatever he asked without any nonsense.
He snorted coldly, waved the Holy King Soldier in his hand, and struck Chu Xiu with his right fist.
His natal Saint King's weapon is called Pojun, and it is a top-quality blunt weapon. It focuses on one hit, and when it is swung, it is powerful and heavy, and its power is frightening.
An ordinary monk with a weak body would be stabbed by him. Not only would he die on the spot, but his bones and tendons would be broken, and he would be seriously injured on the spot.
However, Chu Xiu did not dodge or evade, and his domineering aura soared into the sky, which was unparalleled.
You have thousands of magical methods and magical weapons, but I can break them all with one punch.
Qiang block————
The fists and knives collided, gold and iron clashed, sparks flew everywhere, and the pure power squeezed the space until it collapsed.
He could clearly feel the terror of Chu Xiu's punch.
Yao Guangde's expression changed slightly.
The right arm holding the knife was numb from the shock, and Po Jun almost flew out of his hand.
Yao Guangde's body flew thousands of miles upside down before he stabilized his body.
But Chu Xiu stood in the air, not taking a step back.
He looked at Chu Xiu, his eyes full of shock and disbelief.
This person has terrible physical strength.
Not only him, but even the powerful Saint Kings who were secretly watching the battle couldn't help but marvel at it and look shocked.
————"This man's physical body is so strong."
————"The victory has been decided, and Old Monster Yao is no opponent."
————"I feel that Chu Xiu hasn't used all his strength yet."
————“Look, he’s doing it again.”
A group of strong men quickly recovered their minds and looked towards the battlefield.
I saw Chu Xiu, with bloody Dao lines under his feet, and he instantly arrived in front of Yao Guangde.
The Broken Mountain Seal in his left hand, the Human Emperor Fist in his right hand, with golden energy and blood lingering all over his body, like a war immortal, his attacks are wide open and closed, and he is so domineering that it is heart-stopping.
Punch after punch, Yao Guangde continued to vomit blood and flew around in the air like a ball.
Chu Xiu was so fast that he pulled out countless afterimages.
Bang bang bang——
The muffled sound made one's teeth ache.
The strong people watching the battle discovered that the most terrifying thing about Chu Xiu was not his physical body, but his speed.
It was like a gust of wind and rain, without making any excuses or giving any chance to fight back.
Beat...
A one-sided beating...
Yao Guangde had no power to fight back in front of Chu Xiu.
Faced with such a heavy blow, if he hadn't been physically strong, he would have been destroyed long ago.
————“Have you seen his path?”
Millions of miles away in the void.
The woman in colorful skirt asked.
Jian Qiu's eyes revealed a look of surprise, and he murmured, "Golden Qi and blood, physical body comparable to a holy soldier."
"There can be no mistake, it must be the ancient holy body."
:"What...."
The woman in colorful skirt was shocked, "Jianqiu, are you sure you read it correctly?"
Jianqiu nodded and took a deep breath, "There is absolutely no mistake. This person is undoubtedly the Holy Body."
"The thing that shocked me the most was not his ancient holy body. It was his boxing skills. When he punched out, the punch was filled with the power of the emperor. It was like a human emperor patrolling and descending into the world."
The woman in colorful skirt said to herself in shock: "The Human Emperor..."
Jian Qiu said in a deep voice: "Tianji Pavilion recorded a legend. Before the ancient times, in the Sky Continent, when chaos first emerged and the three races began to multiply, there were two supreme beings in the human race. In the center of the Sky Continent, on the World Mountain, they preached to all spirits.
To enlighten living beings.”
: "There is a man wearing a black gold dragon robe, with golden energy and blood soaring into the sky. He has the power to open up the sky. He is called the Human Emperor."
: "The other one is wearing a cloud-patterned Taoist robe, and his name is Taozu."
He raised his finger and pointed at Chu Xiu, "Golden Qi and blood, the shadow of the Human Emperor."
: "The ancestors who founded Tianji Pavilion had a guess. Maybe the legend is true. The Human Emperor is the first generation of the ancient holy body, and all the later ancient holy bodies were born because of the human emperor."
: "Look at this person who also possesses the ancient holy body and can also use the Human Emperor Boxing Technique. Could it be that..."
The woman in the colorful skirt was shocked and in disbelief, "You don't want to say that this person is the reincarnation of the Human Emperor, do you?"
"You are a powerful Saint King, how can you be so ridiculous? There is no such thing as reincarnation in this world. We monks only seize the day."
Jianqiu glared at her angrily.
: "When did I say that he was the reincarnation of the Human Emperor?"
"Then what do you mean?" The woman in the colorful skirt stared back with her almond-shaped eyes.
Jian Qiu grinned and said slowly: "His origins are mysterious. Before today, he had never appeared in the world. He was like someone who jumped out of a stone. He became so powerful as soon as he appeared."
"I suspect that this person may be the descendant of the Human Emperor."
"After all, the Human Emperor's fist intention cannot be deceived."
"We have never seen this kind of boxing before him."