Mortal Bones

The ultimate state of a warrior is the same as the ultimate method of a cultivator. They all use all their strength to perform a strike that exceeds their own realm.

So under normal circumstances, it can and can only be performed once.

The scene of Xu Taiping performing the ultimate state strikes in succession is unheard of, at least for everyone in Chunyu Pavilion, including Xiahou Qingyuan.

"Boom!"

In the huge collision sound, the dragon roar sword shadow transformed by Xu Taiping's ultimate state burning sword style and the sword light of Master Jianchen shattered together.

But almost at the same time, Xu Taiping's roaring roar with the breath of the overlord once again exploded in the phantom picture like thunder:

"Burning sword! ..."

In the roar, the originally broken sword force once again turned into a huge real dragon phantom, entrenched in the sky.

At this moment, including the people in Chunyu Pavilion, almost all the monks watching the battle had horror on their faces.

They sat there motionless as if they were petrified.

If it was just a coincidence once or twice, then the three or four times could no longer be explained by coincidence.

It could only be that Xu Taiping had mastered some martial arts skills or magical powers that they had never known.

"Boom!"

Before everyone could react, they saw another knife shadow like dragon breath spurting out from the huge real dragon phantom, and smashing straight towards the master Jian Chen of Zhizhi Temple below.

However, at the same time as this knife flame dragon breath was spurting out, Master Jian Chen below had already raised a bronze mirror to shine at Xu Taiping.

Immediately, the bronze mirror suddenly became larger, and its mirror surface reflected everything in the sky clearly.

The next moment, an identical knife flame dragon breath was seen spurting out from the mirror surface of the huge bronze mirror.

"Boom! !..."

With a loud noise, the two knife flame dragon breaths collided heavily and exploded together.

Seeing this scene, Xiahou You frowned and said:

"Is this the legendary magic weapon Guanhaijing?"

Xiahou Qingyuan's mouth twitched and said:

"This Xu Taiping actually forced the Zhiguan Master Jian Chen to use his life-defining magic weapon..."

As everyone knows, the more powerful the cultivator, the less likely he will use his life-defining magic weapon. Once he uses it, it must be because his life is at stake.

A small lower realm Jingtian realm cultivator forced a great cultivator who is also considered a master among the Hedao realm cultivators to use his life-defining magic weapon. In Xiahou Qingyuan's view, this is simply absurd.

"Little bastard, die!"

Just when everyone was shocked by Xu Taiping's three consecutive extreme realm burning knife styles, the voice of the fierce and sharp Dong Yue Changkong suddenly came from the sky.

"Boom!"

Following that, accompanied by an ear-splitting gas explosion, the originally pitch-black sky suddenly seemed to be torn in half, and a red fist shadow wrapped in flames, carrying a mountain-sized meteorite phantom, all smashed towards Xu Taiping below.

"Boom boom boom..."

Although separated by a layer of phantoms, the people in the spectator seats could still sense the terrible fighting power and destructive aura in this punch from the violent tremors of the ruins of Doumu Palace.

The old martial god Zhu Huai immediately said with a solemn face:

"This should be Yue Changkong's ultimate punch!"

But just as he said this, Xu Taiping's two overlapping voices suddenly exploded again:

"Splitting Knife Style!"

"Heaven Wrath Style!"

Following that, a clone suddenly appeared behind Xu Taiping, and attacked together with his real body.

However, the clone used the Heaven Wrath Style of the Ultimate Demon Ancestor's Heaven Shaking Fist on Yue Changkong.

The real body used the extreme state of the Devil Slaying Blade Splitting Blade Style on Shi Jianchen.

The next moment, the fist shadow transformed by Xu Taiping's clone suddenly carried thousands of gods' roaring phantoms and smashed towards Yue Changkong's extreme state fist.

At the same time, the extreme state of the real body's splitting blade style suddenly turned into crane shadows in the sky at the moment when the long sword in his hand fell, and with the sound of the sword like the sound of cranes, it flew from all directions to Shi Jianchen who was hiding under the mountain and sea mirror.

"Bang!..."

"Swish!..."

The next moment, in the horrified eyes of the monks watching the battle, Xu Taiping's clone's extreme state of the Heaven Shaking Fist Heaven Wrath Style, like the anger of the gods, directly tore Yue Changkong's fist.

A terrible aura of destruction, along with the angry phantoms of the gods, enveloped Yue Changkong.

"Boom!..."

Amidst the loud noise, Yue Changkong's armor was shattered.

A fist shadow smashed his waist and abdomen, causing a gap to be torn directly.

And Xu Taiping's real body's Demon Slayer Sword's Ultimate Blade Splitting Style, after the group of crane shadows transformed by the sword flames bypassed the mountain and sea mirror, turned into thousands of crisscrossing sword lights, slashing towards Shi Jianchen below.

"Boom!"

Amid the loud noise, Shi Jianchen's top-grade robe was torn apart by the sword light.

After seeing this scene, Xiahou Qingyuan took a deep breath and said:

"Two powerful Hedao Realm warriors, two against one, actually don't have the upper hand?"

Little Nun Lu Rushuang's eyes were slightly red, and she clenched her fists and said:

"Brother, if you could see this scene, you would be very pleased! This is your disciple, a disciple of Qingxuan Sect!"

Just when the monks watching the battle were shocked by Xu Taiping's terrifying fighting power, another ear-splitting sword sound suddenly came from the phantom picture.

Then everyone saw that Shi Jianchen, who looked a little embarrassed, was holding a long sword in front of his chest with one hand.

And the ancient long sword he held was pulled out of the scabbard little by little amid the piercing and sharp sound of the sword, revealing its sword spirit that was like the brilliance of the stars.

Seeing this scene, Xiahou Qingyuan was stunned, and then trembled:

"Shi Jianchen...actually drew his sword?!"

The old martial god Zhu Huai, who also knew something about Shi Jianchen, tapped the table lightly with his hand and said:

"The longer Shi Jianchen's swordsmanship is cultivated, the stronger the sword force and the more powerful the sword power will be. I just don't know when he last drew his sword?"

As if answering Zhu Huai from a distance, Shi Jianchen's voice suddenly came from the shadow-

"I have cultivated this sword for eight hundred years."

"Boy, you are so lucky to die under this sword!"

As he spoke, the long sword in his hand had been unsheathed for one foot.

Immediately, accompanied by a rumbling sound of the earth and sky, an invisible sword force and a sword light with a diameter of more than 100 feet rose into the sky with Master Jianchen as the center.

"Boom!"

The sword had not been unsheathed, but its sword force had already shattered Xu Taiping's real body's sword force and his clone.

The old martial god Zhu Huai immediately said nervously:

"The killing power of Master Jianchen's sword is far above Xu Taiping's extreme killing power. Even if Xu Taiping can still use extreme sword and fist techniques, he may not be able to block Master Jianchen's sword!"

...

Burial Immortal Ruins.

Above the ruins of Doumu Palace.

Xu Taiping, who had already used up two strands of Dao Yuan power, was hesitating whether to consume another strand of Dao Yuan power to deal with Master Jianchen's sword, when the voice of Wuji Xianweng suddenly rang in his mind:

"Xu Taiping, I have suppressed my old illness, and you will stand where you are and rest next."