Chapter 258: True Dragon beats Barbarian Beard (×), True Body Cultivator beats Fake Body Cultivator (√) "what," "Wow," "Um," "Oh." Uppercut, lower hook, blood spurting from the left, teeth spitting out from the west. Man Huzi was like a slightly larger sandbag, being ravaged by Li Xunhuan. "Oh!" When the picture froze, Man Huzi was lying on the ground, struggling and unable to speak. This is in stark contrast to the previous state of making harsh remarks.
Li Xunhuan landed lightly dozens of feet away, with a folding fan hanging in front of his waist, like a nobleman, and glanced at him calmly. What a bad habit! There is no time to complain when fighting. What, sneak attack? How can what happens to scholars be called a sneak attack? This is called the Thirty-Six Strategies of War: strike first and gain the upper hand. With a smile in his eyes, he controlled five blank jade slips to fall beside the huge head of the barbarian, and said politely, "Brother Man, have you figured it out? For you, an item worth only five Yuanhou is nothing but a piece of cake." I don’t want your “Tianmo Kung Fu”. "Think it through?" Two hands as big as palm-leaf fans fell to the ground, supporting the huge body. Barbarian Huzi knelt on one knee, head lowered, his whole body venting spiritual power, like the prelude to the explosion of a small universe. "If you want something from me, you have to exchange your life for it." Faster than the sound was Man Huzi's fist, which formed streaks of golden light in the air. Facing his sneak attack, Li Xunhuan controlled his body perfectly and dodged it by a hair's breadth. This millimeter is the end of the world, a realm that can never be reached. The folding fan passed in front of his eyes, removing the opponent's strength. In the gap, his brows knitted together, his face was cold, "Brother Man, won't you consider it again?" "There are no barbarians who surrender, only barbarians who die in battle." Li Xunhuan was startled, then his eyes fixed. Is that so? Pity.
Although it's quite cute in the anime, I'm not Han Li, and you didn't take the initiative to give me gifts. At the right moment, the two of them crossed in the air, forming a distance of a hundred feet between them in an instant. The moment he turned around, Man Huzi's spiritual power was released to the extreme, and a golden spiritual figure a hundred feet tall replaced him. He was seen wearing simple golden scale armor, with his arms and legs exposed, and the blue lines on his muscles visible. At this time, the six Nascent Soul cultivators transformed themselves into spectators, secretly watching and communicating with each other through their telepathic consciousness. "Man Huzi is serious." "It's time to watch a good show. This is the Heaven-supporting Magic Art, the best defensive technique in the Chaos Star Sea." "Li Xun Huan can defeat us, but he may not be able to defeat Man Hu Zi." "Maybe not." "Humph!" In the field, Man Huzi didn't care about their thoughts. He snorted heavily, raised his right arm, pulled it back, and accumulated strength. In an instant, countless spiritual lights appeared near the fist and turned into the same fist. "Die." Countless fists were swung over, impenetrable. At the same time, Li Xunhuan observed this scene in his spiritual consciousness, with no fluctuation on his face, but the spiritual energy around him became increasingly strong. At some point, colorful spiritual energy spread all over his body, making it impossible to see what was happening inside. Suddenly, a dragon roar sounded from all directions. "Oooooo." Along with the sound, a long ice crystal-colored monster flew out from the colorful spiritual power. The crocodile has two horns on its head, a squid-shaped head under its forehead, a dragon head, a dragon body and a dragon tail, and is accompanied by water. "It's a dragon!" "Real dragon!" It was actually an ice crystal-colored real dragon that was hundreds of feet long! Everyone was shocked! This is not a flood dragon, it is a real dragon. "Tick tock!" Qing Yi smiled foolishly, and suddenly felt something sliding down his cheek. He subconsciously touched it and placed it in front of his eyes. It turned out to be a slender ice crystal column. He thought of something and looked up suddenly, his eyes and pupils trembling. I saw that white clouds had already gathered in the low sky above Hanlitai, and in the wind, long and thin raindrops of ice crystals fell drop by drop. He suddenly understood that this is what the wind follows the tiger and the clouds follow the dragon means.
"impossible." A voice sounded from the field, and Qing Yi and others looked towards the center of the field like puppets. A giant ice-crystal dragon circled up, spitting water from its head, and collided with the fist of the barbarian bearded man. There was no flash of swords and flints colliding, but only a layer of ice covering the fists. In just a moment, the fist that Man Huzi was so proud of seemed to have stopped in time and was frozen in the air, unable to move forward or backward. In the second breath, a human-like agility flashed in the eyes of the ice-crystal dragon. It took off and appeared beside Man Huzi. Then he turned around and whipped the bearded man on the waist with his tail. Suddenly, Man Huzi waved his hands and feet, and his body flew backwards uncontrollably. Then, the giant dragon appeared behind him and whipped him with its tail, sending him flying in the opposite direction. One, two, three, and again. It looked like the real dragon was playing with a toy. In the corner of Hanlitai, six people slapped their foreheads in unison, as if they couldn't bear to watch this scene. Then he brushed his face with his hand, keeping the surprise in his heart. It turned out that the other person was just teasing them and didn't fight seriously. To be honest, he is a very nice person. Ten breaths later, the ice-crystal dragon seemed to have had enough fun and swooped down from the sky to the ground. When it was ten feet away, it disappeared bit by bit. At the same time, Li Xunhuan's figure appeared from head to toe. The wind stopped, the rain stopped! He raised his eyes, which were exactly the same as the ice-crystal dragon's eyes just now, cold. He secretly calculated that "Dragon God Art" has actually been divided into two parts up to now. One part is the physical training part, and the other part is the inherent magical power, which is centered on the dragon body. It's fine to practice, but with the help of "Daoyinshu", you can become an immortal without any worries. On the contrary, there is still room for improvement in supernatural powers. The upper limit of supernatural powers is the transformation of divine beasts, and thirty-five types can be practiced. In some ways, it is very similar to the Twelve Transformations of Jingzhe, except that the transformation into a magical beast can enhance the magical powers of the magical beast, unlike the Twelve Transformations of Jingzhe which is only superficial. It was just a small test just now. Tengyun and Yufeng are of course capable of that, and Yushui can already barely make it rain and freeze ice. This is where bullet time comes from, which is both cool and powerful. The needle does not poke! Immediately, his eyes fell on Man Huzi, and as expected, he still had a few breaths left. On the one hand, the Tuotian Demon Art is worthy of being one-third of the classic mortal art "Brahma True Demon Art", and its ability to withstand beatings is very strong. On the other hand, he didn't kill him.
For scholars, killing is just a continuation of the purpose. Killing is allowed, but it must be meaningful. At present, Man Huzi's life is not as valuable as his collection. To be honest, he was quite curious about Man Huzi's cave. However, things do not develop according to people's ideas. Man Huzi couldn't accept it. He covered his arm and struggled to get up. His golden armor was tattered, his beard was untidy, and his eyes were fierce. Just as he was about to take action, he spat out a mouthful of blood. A fierce look flashed in his eyes, and his spiritual power burst out without regard for his life, transforming into a golden figure hundreds of feet tall. He crouched down, moved his feet one in front of the other, made a running gesture, suddenly leaped into the air, shouted loudly, opened his body completely, and prepared to punch with his fists! Li Xunhuan clenched his hands on the folding fan, exerted force with his thumb, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes. court death! (End of this chapter)