Supreme Immortal Demon

The eight fists shot through the sky like stars, suddenly accelerated, and arrived behind the black-robed man in the blink of an eye. ⊙

Eight whirlpools appeared in the blue waves of the Sutra Library. Within the whirlpools, great momentum was rising. Each vortex was triggered by fists and gradually gathered into a potential realm.

True Monarch Tian She is Luo Chuan's clone, and his mind is connected. At this moment, he waves his eight arms and punches out simultaneously, but he has "inherited" Luo Chuan's boxing skills. The eight arms and eight punches are the eight-part boxing style! With its emperor-level cultivation strength, these eight fists immediately moved like stars, overturning a large area of ​​void in the Sutra Library, and also pulled Luo Chuan, the black-robed man and itself into the depths of the void!

In the void, True Monarch Tian She seemed to have the upper hand. Half of the eight fists came from behind, turned around and appeared in front of the black-robed man.

In an instant, the man in black robe was punching in all directions!

Eight condensing fist circles surrounded him. The emperor's power added to the fists, directly setting off eight thick cyclones as long as dragons and as fierce as hurricanes in the depths of the void. The cyclones swept, as if eight long tails were rotating and extending, all the way. I don’t know how many flying mountains and meteorites were destroyed and crushed!

Not far away, a group of Xuanhuang mixed-blood Xuanwu with an aura close to the emperor level were looking for food. A cyclone happened to swing by. The mixed-blood Xuanwu thought they were the source of the void and pounced on them one after another. Before they could get close, they were crushed into powder by the cyclone and scattered in the turbulent flow of the void. .

"seal up!"

Luo Chuan thought in his heart, his hands were like strokes, and two fusion mysterious patterns flew out of his sleeves, falling towards the black-robed man who was surrounded by the Bafang Fist World, blocking his only way out.

With the Bafang Fist Realm of the Heavenly Snake Lord above, and Luo Chuan's fusion profound pattern below, the man in black robe is like a turtle in a urn, and it is difficult to escape.

The Bafang boxing world is gathering at an extremely fast speed. Once generated, the black-robed man's fate has basically been determined to be defeated.

"It happened twice, no wonder the tone was so loud."

Until this moment, the man in black robe still showed no nervousness or panic in his tone. He smiled teasingly and turned around. The boxing realm facing the southeast suddenly took action.

There was no magic weapon, just an ordinary palm. He struck out with his palm and struck the boxing world in the southeast. But Luo Chuan felt as if a sharp sword extended from the front of his arm! His palm slashed down like a sword, but it did not hit the southeastern boxing realm, but only hit the outer edge of the boxing realm.

Bang bang bang bang... The man in black robe took action again and again. Palms, fists, fingers or elbows... Every part of his body has become a weapon to attack the boxing world. To be precise, every move he makes is like a sword move, but without the grace and skill of a sword... His moves completely surpassed those of the sword, and there was no need to stick to the form. Every move and skill in his hands turned from decay to magic, dazzling, but also revealing a certain pattern.

"not good……"

Luo Chuan had no time to appreciate the opponent's amazing Taoist moves. The opponent made eight moves in a row, but none of them hit the boxing realm. The moves failed, as if they were deflected by the power of the punch.

The man in black robe could hide these eight tricks from others, but not from Luo Chuan.

The truly terrifying thing about these eight moves is not the unconstrained swordsmanship contained in them, but the skills that are enough to break through space!

"The way of technique...a little Arrancar...the eight moves are the eight faces!"

Luo Chuan's mind moved and he flew towards the man in black robe.

at the same time. True Lord Tian She also reacted, a flash of blood flashed in his eyes, and he unleashed another punch!

It only has eight arms, and can only blast eight punches at the same time.

But it is the True Monarch of Heavenly Snake, and there is another one that is extremely flexible. The level of cultivation is not inferior to the long tail of the arm. This ninth fist is the long tail fist, bursting out!

On the other side, after eight moves, the man in black robe chuckled and walked around.

The moment he raised his foot, it was like the eight vortex mouths surrounding him were condensed into the eight directions boxing world! Huh...huh... In the world of boxing, the wind and clouds surged, and the boxing force burst out and hit the man in black robe. But this step of the man in black robe was unbiased, and he just avoided the siege of the eight fists. It was like a swimming fish that found the almost impossible only way out at the moment when the sea and mountains collapsed in all directions, and swam away easily!

Strange things happen.

The Bafang Boxing World suddenly shook, like eight mountain peaks that had their spiritual veins taken away, undulating, shaking, and shaking. The next moment, the crumbling Bafang boxing world either twisted or suddenly collapsed. The man in black robe walked calmly, passing through the eight fragmented boxing circles, his clothes not touching, and he was content.

However, before he could be free for too long, there was a whistling sound in his ears, and the ninth fist force rushed towards him, and three fusion mysterious patterns were drilled out from the oblique stab, and he turned into a dragon-backed great sage in front of him. Hit him.

The pincer attack between True Lord Tian She and Luo Chuan came at just the right time. Just when the man in black robe was about to leave, they once again blocked his way, forming a killing situation!

No matter how fast or weird the black-robed man's movements are, or how powerful his fighting skills are, there is still no time to change his movements at this moment.

Because in his calculation, the unknown Taoist's attack should not have happened.

At the moment of life and death, the man in black robe did not panic. His movements were still calm and freehand, showing his extremely calm state of mind. A ball of flowing light appeared on each of his left and right hands. The flowing light was like water and like a sword. It burst out from under the sleeve, and the two swords in his left hand danced together. , but presents completely different swordsmanship and swordsmanship.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang... The sword in his right hand was like a hammer or a heavy spear. It was packed with a huge force that could break rivers and mountains and shake the earth. It hit the long tail of the Heavenly Snake Lord's ninth fist!

Wow!

The void is turbulent and turbulent!

Relying on the power of the Emperor, the Heavenly Snake True Lord seemed to have the upper hand, but the opponent's right-hand sword was not much weaker than the Heavenly Snake True Lord, and it was extremely sharp. This feeling was like attacking a spear with a spear. Both sides used their strongest power to attack each other, and in an instant, there were more than 300 heavy blows! Every time the fist force was about to condense, it was forced to disperse by the opponent! The opponent was also very uncomfortable. After more than 300 strokes, the tiger's mouth of his right hand holding the sword collapsed. Not only the tiger's mouth, but also the skin and flesh between his five fingers were torn and bleeding, and even the bones were exposed!

The black-robed man was indeed strong, but his physical endurance could not be compared with that of the Heavenly Snake True Lord, one of the eight great heavenly demons. Three hundred heavy blows in an instant, the impact on his body, especially the sword hand, can be imagined!

Unlike his right-hand sword, his left-hand sword no longer opens and closes, nor is it like a spear or hammer that can break the sea and the earth. On the contrary, his left-hand sword uses moves and techniques. The moves are extremely exquisite and varied. A flick of the wrist can produce hundreds of changes, and changes within changes make it difficult for people to keep up with his rhythm. His left-hand sword does not have much power, but he makes up for the lack of power with perfect skills.

Facing Luo Chuan's three fusion mysterious patterns, the black-robed man swept out with his left-hand sword, and the sword flashed cold light, like a needle-threading butterfly dancing, wandering under the fusion mysterious pattern. In an instant, the black-robed man stabbed out more than 800 swords with his left hand. Each sword was extremely dangerous and like walking on thin ice. He had to block the all-pervasive power of the mysterious god, and avoid the mysterious god's morality to avoid triggering the explosion of the fusion mysterious pattern. After more than 800 swords, a wisp of white smoke came out of his left arm, but the vitality consumed in this moment exceeded the scope of his own recovery in his body.

Not far away, Luo Chuan stepped on a water droplet with innate mysterious patterns and flew towards the black-robed man, continuing to disguise himself as a pure Tianmen cultivator.

He did not reveal his identity as a cultivator of the Three Paths, nor did he intend to do so. He had previously revealed his identity either because his opponent would surely die or because he was absolutely sure of subduing him.

But today, this black-robed man, no matter his scheming, body speed, or swordsmanship, all opened Luo Chuan's eyes.

He had never seen such a sub-emperor who could fight against the Heavenly Snake True Lord, whose physical strength had reached the forefront of the Nine Heavenly Emperors. He had never seen such a sword technique, which was extremely heavy, invincible, indestructible, and extremely clever, ever-changing, and exquisite... What was even more rare was that this person could use two completely different sword techniques, "heavy" and "clever", with his left and right hands at the same time. This was equivalent to him becoming two super sub-emperors with peerless sword techniques at the same time. The power of this can be imagined!

Luo Chuan had never seen such swordsmanship. Whether it was Zhou Buchen, Kunlun Taoist, Xitian Bohou or the Tiannan Emperor Master who fought against Jiulongjun in the past, not to mention swordsmanship, just from the perspective of swordsmanship, none of them had reached this level.

Tianshe Zhenjun cooperated with Luo Chuan Tianmen Second Emperor's Xuanshen Killing Move. Even those who could block it on the Emperor List were probably few and far between!

Fighting the top emperor with the right sword and the Tianmen Second Emperor with the left sword, this person's swordsmanship is really incredible.

However, no matter how incredible it is, Luo Chuan relied on the top emperor's clone, the Tianmen Second Emperor's means, and the excellent fighting opportunity he captured at that moment, and he had the upper hand in this round!

Luo Chuan flew towards the black-robed monk who was fighting and retreating, his eyes flashing with cold light, and his mind controlled Tianshe Zhenjun, and his right hand repeatedly carved the innate Xuan pattern. At the same time, Luo Chuan shook his left sleeve, and a large number of magic weapons that integrated the innate Xuan pattern fell out!

Take advantage of his illness to kill him!

Luo Chuan would not be soft-hearted because of the other party's genius. With a wave of his left hand, more than ten first-grade magic weapons and even magic weapons that were upgraded to the heavenly level due to the fusion of the mysterious pattern flew out frantically, bombarding the black-robed monk from the front.

From a distance, strong treasure power surged out, and the aura vibrated, surrounding the black-robed monk.

The black-robed monk fought against the Heavenly Snake Master with his right hand. His bones were already white and his flesh was bloody. His left arm was bulging with blue veins, white steam was steaming, and sweat was pouring down. It was extremely difficult for either side.

At this time, he was faced with Luo Chuan's unreasonable "magic weapon storm" from the front.

In the past, Luo Chuan had fought fierce battles, and he rarely used such a shameless method. First, because there were few top magic weapons at that time, and each one was extremely rare. Second, Luo Chuan also felt that this was too despicable.

However, facing the black-robed man today, Luo Chuan felt that no matter what means he used, it would not be excessive, because this guy was acting as an annoying bastard from beginning to end. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature. The novels are better and updated faster!