Sun Shiyi turned from hard to soft in an instant, and his whole body turned into running water like ice. He used soft and soft power to cope with Tan Xie's domineering and brutal edge. It was the famous golden snake-wrapped silk hand that used softness to overcome hardness.
The pioneer of using softness to overcome hardness was Xi Ruomo, a pioneer in the Night Walk era, and its promoter was Han Ruoci, one of the Seven Sages of Bamboo Branches.
This fighting concept is very niche in the realm of cultivation, but it is very popular in legendary novels, especially the legendary novels of the Wanliu era. As a rough and arrogant life-fighting master, Yan Xiya, his biggest hobby in this life is legendary novels.
But it is said that this person has never read a novel in his life. One of the reasons is that after the protagonist of the novel has advanced in cultivation, he will inevitably use softness to overcome strength, or combine hardness and softness. This bad habit makes Yan Xiya hate it deeply.
Every time after giving up his book angrily, Grandmaster Yan would always emphasize to his disciples: "Be tough, no matter what, you must be tough!"
This strong personal preference has led to the Qiu Qiang style's only characteristic being rigidity, unreasonable rigidity.
Dragon King Jiao, who was born eight hundred years ago, inherited the toughness of Qiu Qiang style. This toughness fell into the hands of Tan Xie, and was soon taken to the extreme by this paranoid man, who interpreted it as unreasonable, but this kind of beating
The method happened to be very effective, and even Gu Xiaotong had no choice but to admit that he had "obtained the true meaning of the Dragon King Horn".
"ha!"
Tan Xie exhaled, and his fist force immediately became stronger. It was like a meteorite falling from the sky, hitting Sun Shiyi's wrist as soft as a snake's body, and instantly smashed the snake arm open.
Tan Xie's fist power did not decrease, and he continued to hit with a devastating momentum.
The ground under Sun Shiyi's feet was suddenly empty, and he fell down to avoid Tan Xie's sharp edge.
Tan Xie was hunting like a ferocious beast. He kept gaining momentum and kept pounding with his fists.
A shield of earth suddenly appeared below, firmly protecting the prey.
"ha!"
Tan Xie exhaled again and shook his right fist, shattering the earth shield into pieces, and continued to pursue without losing momentum.
A sword with a broad palm suddenly struck from the side, directly hitting Tan Xie's neck. The force was sharp and clean, and Cen Si officially took action.
Tan Xie slapped the sword with his palm, and immediately swung the sword away. Taking advantage of the situation, his body twisted like a dragon and drilled downwards more and more crazily.
Several earthen cones were shot from diagonally, towards Tan Xie's head.
Tan Xie swung his palms like windmills, instantly sending the soil cone flying away. Just as he was about to pounce, he thrust a sword forcefully from below. The momentum was astonishing, as if he was fighting to the death. At the same time, a sword struck from the left side.
, the angle is tricky and cunning, making people extremely embarrassed.
One is upright, the other is strange, the other is ruthless and the other is cunning, the cooperation is extremely tacit.
Even though Tan Xie was overbearing and savage, he still knew that he could not do anything. He slapped the sword on the left side with his palm, and took advantage of the momentum to float more than two feet horizontally. After landing on the ground, he calmed down instantly, like a beast crouching and waiting for its prey.
He looked at the three people opposite him without moving.
With one attack, he smashed four blocks in an instant without losing power. Madman Tan can indeed be called brutal and domineering.
In order to avoid his sharp edge, Sun Shiyi kept sinking with the help of Yan Yixiong's artistic conception. Before the official fight, he sank more than ten feet underground and was suppressed to the point where he could not lift his head up at all.
Is this the strength of the Eight Deacons?
Sun Shiyi stood next to the pit, his eyes as ferocious as wild beasts. He showed no fear of the enemy, but seemed to be aroused with ferocity. The other two people quickly moved closer to him, forming an array like a city, with the people a few feet away.
Tan Xie looked at each other coldly.
"Yes, if you dare to attack me, Lu Zikun has taken on a good disciple." Tan Xie looked at Cen Si with an indifferent expression.
Both Yan Yixiong and Sun Shiyi had heard of Tan Xie Dexing and knew that this man was speaking from his heart. As a disciple of Daxing Palace, Cen Si knew the least about Tan Xie and thought that Master Tan was being sarcastic and had a tough tone.
He replied: "The two eldest brothers, Yan and Sun, are not only guests of Daxing Hall, but also disciples' benefactors and brothers. There is no reason for the disciples to hold back when it comes to public matters or private matters. When they return to Barbarian Goulian, I will apologize to my uncle."
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"You are good. A man should have his own position, but don't expect me to be merciful to you."
After Tan Xie finished speaking, he rushed over like a chariot again, his footsteps hitting the red earth, and a deep pit was created with every step he took.
This is an improved version of Hengxing Manshan, one of Tan Xie’s solidified artistic conceptions.
In terms of structure and performance, Rampant Barbarian Mountain is not a top-notch artistic conception, but the arrogant momentum of this artistic conception coincides with Tan Xie's style of play, so Tan Xie gave up the more powerful one without hesitation.
In Jibu and Fengtuo, he chose this wild mountain as his solid artistic conception.
What is suitable is the best.
Tan Xie was like a wild bull running wildly when he started running across the barbaric mountains. He was pushed faster and faster by the explosive steps, becoming more and more domineering.
Yan Yixiong immediately created his own artistic conception to interfere with Tan Xie's footsteps, but it could only slightly hinder Tan Xie's momentum. Soon, Tan Xie rushed closer and once again faced the three of them in a fierce battle.
Tan Xie has extremely rich fighting experience and is extremely famous among his peers. Now he is fighting against the three juniors fiercely. He has the upper hand. He is so suppressed that several of them can hardly lift their heads. He is running rampant in the wild mountains.
Combined with the Dragon King's horns, he is like a mad bull. No one can face his momentum, and even interference is difficult.
The three of them are also well-known disciples, with good knowledge and cultivation. Especially Yan Yixiong and Sun Shiyi, who have been walking on the mainland all year round, and have accumulated rich fighting experience in the process of causing trouble everywhere, but a pair of them...
The senior who had a brutal fighting style was completely unable to use it.
Sun Shiyi, who was facing the enemy head-on, had long ago abandoned his golden snake silk-winding hand, and instead used the extremely strong ancient ape hammer to fight Tan Xie head-on. However, he was still suppressed by Tan Xie and unable to move. If Yan Yixiong hadn't supported him from behind, Cen Si would have harassed him from the side.
I'm afraid the enemy will be gone long ago.
The three people's joint efforts were overwhelmed by the impact, and it was difficult to maintain. The reason why they were able to barely maintain it was due to Tan Xie's awkward style of play.
This lunatic bit Sun Shiyi who was the hardest to chew and beat him hard.
If another realm cultivator with a slippery style of play were to chase the celestial realm cultivator Yan Yixiong or the weaker Cen Si, the defense of the three of them would have collapsed long ago. But then again, if it weren't for Tan Xie's stubbornness and arrogance
The extreme momentum may not bring such strong pressure to the three of them.
The scattered bonfire was quickly extinguished, making the wilderness quickly darken.
In the darkness, four shadows ran back and forth like tigers, apes, dragons and leopards, charging endlessly on the plowed wasteland.
The sound of sharp blades breaking through the air, the sound of fists clashing, and Tan Xie's roar from time to time, covered up the sound of the howling wind.
A piece of snowflake fluttered in the turbulent air, and was beaten into nothingness by a splash of dust. But then more snowflakes fell down, scattering one after another, and soon the trend of heavy snow was revealed.
The situation of the three of them became more and more difficult. During several collisions with Tan Xie, half of Sun Shiyi's body was numb, and his arms became heavier and heavier, almost not like his own anymore.
Tan Xie's spiritual power was strong and long-lasting, and his fists showed no signs of weakening. Every punch was charged forward. Although Yan Yixiong and Cen Si were restraining him, he kept moving forward, forcing Sun Shiyi to fight with brute force every time.
, causing the body to be overwhelmed.
In every direct confrontation, Sun Shiyi used his will to bear it, but he knew very well that will is not omnipotent. The potential of the body is being squeezed. When the body is squeezed clean, no matter how strong the artistic conception is, it will collapse.
Do you want to use that artistic conception?
This idea came to Sun Shiyi's mind again, and was forcibly suppressed again.
That's not a good choice.
But looking at the silent and desolate wilderness around him, Sun Shiyi's heart couldn't help but sink.
The situation is almost a foregone conclusion, and it is impossible to change. If we don't fight, we won't even have a chance to fight in a few moments.
"ha!"
Tan Xie's fist moved like a giant hammer, hitting Sun Shiyi's right arm with all his strength, smashing the overwhelmed arm open. Without the blockage of this arm, Tan Xie's offensive was like breaking a dike.
The flood poured down towards Sun Shiyi, and punched Sun Shiyi in the chest. Sun Shiyi was immediately thrown away. At the same time, he took advantage of the momentum to rush forward and continued to chase.
The moment finally arrived.
Although Yan Yixiong was still frightened, he instantly compiled the wheel of fortune. The ground under Tan Xie's feet turned into a swamp, and his knees were submerged in an instant. The same small piece of ground began to spin crazily. No matter how Tan Xie turned around, he could never face Sun Shiyi.
direction.
Tan Xieshun beat the floor drum and stomped the ground with his right foot like a giant drum, which immediately stopped the wheel of fortune. He stomped the ground again, the ground exploded instantly, and his body exploded out instantly, approaching Sun Shiyi quickly.
The situation suddenly became tense, and Cen Si had to change his strategy of cruising around. He stepped forward with his sword and swept towards Tan Xie with one strike.
Tan Xie suddenly stopped and threw up his arm. In an instant, he struck three times in a row. He punched the spine of the sword, hit the enemy's wrist with his elbow, and hit the enemy's chest with his shoulder. His entire left arm seemed to turn into a dragon, and it came alive in an instant from bottom to top.
He stood up, and his last shoulder, like a dragon's horn, hit Cen Si's chest, knocking him away. A mouthful of blood spurted out in the air and floated down in the white snow.
Tan Xie continued to pursue Sun Shiyi. There was a rumbling sound as he stepped forward, as if heaven and earth were cheering for him. The momentum was terrifying. Yan Yixiong hurriedly erected an earthen wall, but Tan Xie flattened it with his kick, and ran towards Sun Shiyi with long strides.
Sun Shiyi was half-kneeling, holding his hands on the ground and crouching like a wild animal. His wide-open mirror eyes reflected the ferocious man approaching furiously.
In his sea of consciousness, twenty-three bloody branches were like twenty-three bloody lightnings, raging wildly in the boundless darkness, completing an extremely complex weaving structure at an unimaginable speed, like a blazing flame.
The woven crown, the center of the crown, and the dark red beads began to glow and heat. Under the blazing crown, a face of a flaming king emerged. With his eyes closed, he exuded infinite majestic power.
come out.
Sun Shiyi squatted on the ground, his spine undulating like a dragon. In his mirror-like eyes, the reflection of the ferocious man suddenly disappeared, replaced by boundless flames.dd