I'm In Konoha: My Cheat Is Actually Myself

Chapter 230 Look good, this is the way to beat people to tears! (Second more! Ask for flowers! Ask f

Boom!!!

A blast of thunder rumbled across the heavens and the earth, the mountains and rivers below trembled, and the sound of all things disappeared.

It was the three-layered phenomenon that was gathering in the sky, and at this moment, there was no sign of it, and it began to collapse and dissipate.

Gui Yuanfa roared in succession, looked up, and saw a big hole in his chest, a huge amount of Yuan Qi sprinkled down the sky like blood, pouring rain poured into the mountains and rivers, and Yingying burst into the sky with a dense mist.

"puff!"

Among the dharma signs, Xiongba lowered his head and spit out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't have time to check his injuries, so he hurriedly urged the dharma masters of heaven and earth to make another move.

"Cloud Dispelling Palm·Gloomy Clouds!!""

In an instant, thick clouds gushed out, and countless palm prints made of black clouds swept across the border, covering the sky.

But soon, those dark clouds flickering with lightning flashed violently, and they turned thick and thin at a speed visible to the naked eye, and quickly closed, as if something terrifying was brewing in them, and it gave people a feeling that the building was about to collapse. The overwhelming sense of oppression.

This move is the ultimate move of the Cloud Dispelling Palm, the essence of the move is actually a word [light], but the gloomy and tragic prelude is just a plain and unpretentious foreshadowing, saving strength for the subsequent outbreak.

In the original book, when Xiongba taught Bu 14 Jingyun this trick, he left behind a lot of hands, which can be said to be only half-finished products, but Bu Jingyun is worthy of being the protagonist, relying on his extraordinary talent and very close to this trick His life experience has brought [Sorrowful Clouds and Dismal] to an unprecedented height.

Even in the later stage, even if the bosses of all parties have extremely high magical powers, Bu Jingyun can still use this trick to compete with them.

In contrast, Xiongba is a lot less interesting. Even if he uses his cultivation base and the power of the law to raise this move to the level of the ultimate outside scene, but in the absence of artistic conception, in Bai Jie's eyes, it is full of mistakes. Even if he doesn't need to break the palm, he can easily resolve this move.

No! He doesn't even need a sword!

Boom--!!!

Gloomy clouds gathered in the sky, and in the torrent of rolling wind, it turned into a gray palm print that covered the sky and covered the sun, wrapped in infinite terrifying force, and pressed down in front of Bai Jie.

Seeing this scene, Bai Jie sneered and took back the ancient Xuanyuan sword. He used his right fist to hold the huge gray palm, and then his left fist blasted out, directly breaking a crack on the surface of the palm.

At the same time, his arms under his sleeve robes, the muscles were cast in iron and swelled in a circle, and while the tyrant was stunned, he tore the palm print that [Sorrowful Clouds] turned into two halves with brute force.

"Sorrow is not pure, there is no grief at all, and I don't know what to call it. It's also worthy of being sad and bleak. I think it's almost the same as a cat crying and a mouse!"

Bai Jie sneered and sneered, looking at Xiongba with a look of disdain in his eyes: "Okay, today Bai will teach you how to hit the palms that make people cry!"

After he finished speaking, his figure flashed, and the light and shadow distorted, and the whole person had teleported to the front of Guiyuan Dharma, and the vast and unreasonable interior scene suddenly opened, and then he stretched out his palm and slowly handed it out, It revealed a martial art conception that subverted the universe of the two ceremonies, twitching the void, chaotically distorted.

In the next second, the palm print of Fantian, like a mountain like a mountain, burst out, and smashed into the majestic heaven and earth with an unstoppable grandeur.

I saw that under the blue blood rain, the head of Guiyuan Faxiang broke through the cracks, as if it was opened by a brick, almost twisted and deformed, and it looked so miserable.

Immediately afterwards, in a burst of crackling sound, the crack spread down, first the head shattered in trembling, then the chest and arms, until the entire Dharma body disintegrated.

"Unbeatable!"

The blazing white sword light rose up, smashing the cloudy sky, and slashed straight at the tyrant who came out of the dharma.

"I am destiny!!

Xiongba is in rags at the moment, the long beard that stretches to his chest and abdomen has been cut in half, and the corners of his mouth are red, but his energy is unprecedentedly high, and because of this, he has nowhere to go and must go all out. Only then can I earn a little bit of life from Bai Jie's hands.

So in a loud roar, Xiongba suddenly cut off the thumb and little finger of his right hand with his right palm, and used three fingers to pierce three fingers, condensing the true meaning of three different martial arts to the extreme in a short period of time. Unleash your strongest attack at the moment.

"Three points to return to the original energy, return to the original one strike!

The three-color finger strength condensed into a powerful strike, collided head-on with the blazing white sword light from the slaughter, and disappeared silently in an instant.

The sound was loud, there was no sound and no waves, only the visible ripples of space spread out in all directions, swallowing up an inch of space, dragging the surrounding world as if it became extremely narrow, and there was a tendency to slowly merge.

After the three breaths, the space seemed to be unable to bear the weight, the black cracks exploded, and a series of thunderous roars swept through.

Finally, in the center of the battlefield where the four-colored rays of light were entangled, both figures flew upside down, but the difference was that Bai Jie was like a feather, fluttering backwards calmly, while Xiongba was flying like a cannonball. shoot out.

If you look closely, you will find that his arm that made the return blow has disappeared, and drops of blood are floating in the sky as if they don't want money.

But with this backward speed, Xiongba also took advantage of the situation to fly out of the kilometer or so, and then disappeared into the void under Bai Jie's contemptuous eyes.

"Humph! If you are lucky, we will meet again next time, and I won't be named Bai if I don't call you 073 shit!"

Saying this, Bai Jie waved his fist, and the hot white sword energy emanated from it, forming an amazing heat wave in the air, twisting wisps of folds that were visible to the naked eye.

"Is it finished..."

At this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded in Bai Jie's ears. He looked down subconsciously, and saw a body made of blue light in the ruins originally called Wushuang City, with an expressionless face. Looking at himself, the sword intent in his eyes was extremely terrifying, and even he felt a tingling sensation like a needle stick.

The Sword Saint Dugu... or the Yuanshen of Sword Saint Dugu!

Under the sneak attack from the tyrant just now, Sword Saint Dugu was forcibly hit by a three-pointed finger, and his body has lost its vitality, but because of his own persistence and the characteristics of Sword Twenty-three, his primordial spirit can still temporarily remain in the world , Only when the sword that destroys the world will be completely disintegrated.

The Sword Saint Dugu at this moment seems to have the characteristics of the Yang God, and the Sword of Heaven Exterminating and Jedi Twenty-Three used by such a primordial spirit is the most powerful sword in the true sense. It is inferior to the desperate blow of a land fairy!

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