All My Disciples Are Kings

Chapter 1406 is broken, too exposed...

 I can’t figure it out!

 Saint Son Xuanming’s scalp was broken thinking about it, but he just couldn’t figure it out.

 Why was it that at the banquet of the Kowloon God Dynasty, Mu Fusheng didn't show anything except the talisman and his mind when he took action?

Now he has become so powerful that he doesn’t look like a talisman seal master at all!

　　It is said that the talisman seal masters are weak in close combat?

 Sure enough... fairy tales are all lies.

Even Xuan Ye, the emperor of the Xuanwu Dynasty on the giant turtle, frowned slightly when he saw this scene and couldn't help but send a message: "Xuan Ming, don't forget, you represent the Xuanwu Dynasty now!"

Hearing this, Holy Son Xuanming nodded seriously and replied via voice transmission: "Don't worry, Father, he is no match for me."

 “What I want is an overwhelming victory!”

 The winner is king, no matter what method you use?

What’s more, they didn’t even bother to add a prohibition on the use of banned substances in the rules.

 I thought of this.

Saint Son Xuanming gradually began to have blood in his body and began to seep out from the gaps in his scales!

 It seems to be much stronger than before.

"If it was your full strength just now, you will never have the chance to break through my defense." Holy Son Xuanming stared at Mu Fusheng and showed a cruel smile.

Looking at this scene, Mu Fusheng’s brows raised.

Those blood energy condensed into threads and spread everywhere on the scales. Even the eyes of Holy Son Xuanming turned red!

 A Xuanwu shadow penetrated the heaven and earth and appeared behind Holy Son Xuanming.

Xuanwu's one foot alone is already many times larger than the cylinder, so there is no room to dodge at all.

 Finished.

After saying that, Holy Son Xuanming seemed to be integrated with the huge Xuanwu shadow behind him, and he stepped towards Mu Fusheng with his legs that were as big as a large city!

Hmm, it seems that he is not an idiot.

 Only bloodlines that have reached a certain level can do this.

How about exposing something a little bit? Otherwise, if he doesn't die instantly, what if the other party uses some secret technique or takes drugs or something, wouldn't it expose more of his strength?

 For example, Xiao Hei's Demon God Arrives, the same principle applies.

Under the infusion of the Xuanwu statue, Xuan Ming, after reshaping his body, used all-round defense. I am afraid that even a full blow from the late ancestral realm can be resisted several times.

Mu Fusheng smiled and said, "Then you stand there and let me try to chop it?"

The moment the Xuanwu shadow appeared, the black water droplets in the Xuanming realm gradually turned into blood drops!

 The heavy aura adds a touch of **** murderous aura!

 The breath also surged at this moment.

 The power of bloodline is embodied.

Even if you take drugs in public, no one will care about you.

"I see."

 This is the realm of chaos after all.

Saint Son Xuanming sneered, "The method of provoking generals is useless."

However, Mu Fusheng did not intend to evade this time.

 Stretching out his hand, a purple thunder power began to surge in his palm, and then, another golden thunder power also began to swirl in his palm!

Xuanyin Purple Thunder and Heavenly Punishment Divine Thunder!

 There are many monks with thunder attributes among the spectators and participating students.

 When seeing these two completely different powers of thunder, everyone looked in disbelief!

 As if he saw something extraordinary, his pupils were shaking!

"The power of the ancient divine thunder? Why is the power of the ancient divine thunder in his hands that has long since disappeared?"

 “And he also controlled it, and he controlled two kinds of things in succession?!”

“According to ancient books, this is probably the Xuanyin Purple Thunder and the Heavenly Punishment Divine Thunder…”

"Being able to control the ancient divine thunder requires not only opportunity, but also a unique talent and affinity for the power of thunder. Otherwise, even if you get it and forcibly absorb it, you will be counterattacked by the ancient divine thunder and die on the spot..." Having said that, .

 But it is the ancient divine thunder after all.

This is a huge temptation for those monks with thunder attributes!

For a moment, these thunder attribute monks stared at Mu Fusheng with greedy expressions, as if they wanted to completely remember his face...

In Hunling Academy, the four direct disciples also looked surprised and uncertain.

  Why can’t someone who controls two ancient divine thunders be ranked in the Thunder Sea?

Putting this in the Hunling Academy, no monk with the thunder attribute can compare to you!

Fang Qiong, on the other hand, shook his head helplessly, "As expected of a pastor brother, he hides it so deeply..."

Shi Sheng nodded: "Just get used to it."

 On a high platform.

Jiuxuan showed an extremely speechless expression.

"No, is it necessary? I remember Brother Mu has six kinds of ancient divine thunder, right? Only two of them have been revealed until now? Is it necessary to hide it like this?"

Jiu Bailu smiled and said: "I think you should learn from him. As a prince and a crown prince, you should also hide your clumsiness."

 “I haven’t hidden enough?”

 “Then look at Mu Fusheng.”

Jiu Xuan was speechless. Now he has discovered that if he compares himself with Mu Fusheng, most of the time he will think that Mu Fusheng is better.

 Wrong.

 The layout is smaller!

 It should be 100%!

Thinking of the sister who took good care of him before, Jiuxuan smiled bitterly and said, "Sister, you have changed."

Jiu Bailu did not answer, but gave Jiu Xuan a "core good" smile.

Jiuxuan quickly shut up and looked obediently at the column where Mu Fusheng was.

Saint Son Xuanming also noticed the power of thunder dozens of times greater than before, and his expression became serious for a moment.

“Ancient divine thunder? I want to see what’s so special about it!”

When the giant Xuanwu foot fell, it squeezed the air with great force, as if the space under the foot was being squeezed crazily.

The space where Mu Fusheng was and the space above seemed to be crushed into compressed biscuits, and a huge sense of oppression fell crazily on Mu Fusheng's back!

Mu Fusheng bowed his waist and his legs trembled.

 The two ancient divine thunders in the palm of his hand were blasted upwards by Mu Fusheng.

  turned into two giant thunder dragons of different colors. The twin dragons entwined themselves and sent out bursts of dragon roars directly towards Xuanwu's feet!

At this moment, the dazzling two-color thunder light formed a sharp contrast with the black light exuding Xuanwu.

　　The moment when two giant thunder dragons crashed into the soles of their feet.

The entire Xuanwu phantom is actually surrounded by two-color thunder!

The power of thunder began to crazily invade Xuanwu Shadow's body!

With every inch it invades, the shadow disappears.

 It is as if the power of the ancient divine thunder is constantly destroying Xuanwu's vitality!

The proud defense seems to have become a joke at this time.

Upon seeing this, Holy Son Xuanming's face changed in shock, and his body immediately curled up, all his breath condensed on his skin and scales.

However, when the ancient divine thunder completely extinguished the last trace of vitality of Xuanwu Shadow, it directly hit the body of Holy Son Xuanming.

 A scream resounded throughout the entire column!

The defense of the scale armor was not directly broken, but the power of the ancient divine thunder directly penetrated the limbs, bones, and internal organs of Holy Son Xuanming!

Not long after, his breath became weak and he lay on the ground breathing lightly.

Looking at this scene, Mu Fusheng frowned and seemed dissatisfied.

 But who knows, he is thinking...

 It's broken and exposed. It seems that there is no need for two ancient divine thunders...

 (End of this chapter)