Treasure Appraisal: I Can See the Future

The knife has reached the realm of perfection.

"Haha!"

Su Qi's expression was calm, and his dark and deep eyes swept over the eight people present. The future of the eight people changed one by one, and the two of them analyzed and deduced.

Only the three flying knives on his body were indifferent.

"He didn't dodge or evade, could it be that he is indestructible!"

Yue Kaishan, Yang Potian, and the Great Sun Dharma King's eyes sank, and they unconsciously had this thought.

"How arrogant!"

The Thousand Hands King of Soldiers' pupils shrank, and a hint of sarcasm flashed through his mind: "You don't know that my three flying knives are made of titanium alloy with high technology, which is not much inferior to the ancient magic weapons. They can really cut iron like mud and blow hair off hair. Even if you have mastered the horizontal training, you can never stop it!"

Ding Ding Ding!

However, the next moment, the eight people were dumbfounded: "Ah!"

Three flying knives, with unparalleled accuracy, hit Su Qi's throat, heart and dantian, but sparks burst out on the blood-red scales, and all were rebounded and flew backwards.

It seemed that the blood scales were harder than titanium alloy.

Such defense is not an exaggeration to say that it is indestructible, truly surpassing the limits of the human body, and even stepping into the realm of transcendence.

Because the mortal body is ultimately a flesh and blood body, it is impossible to confront the divine weapons.

"Hahaha, if the people coming to the Huangfu family are all people like you, then this encirclement and suppression is meaningless!"

Su Qi raised his head and laughed, flapped his wings, exerted force under his feet, and the person seemed to shrink the earth into an inch. In the blink of an eye, he crossed a distance of ten feet and appeared in front of the Thousand-Handed Soldier King.

Bang!

A burst of dense sonic booms sounded, and a basin-sized bloody handprint fell on his head.

"Ah!"

The power of this palm was like a mountain pressing down on one's head, and like the world overturning, leaving no place to escape. The Thousand-Handed Soldier King was horrified, and finally understood why the Huangfu family invited so many peerless people to participate in the battle. He gritted his teeth and turned around to fly, and his black robe swelled instantly, like a ball.

Bang--Puff!

The bloody handprint fell, and the swollen black robe cracked with a sound. A palm fell on the back of the Thousand-Handed Soldier King. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and was smashed into the ground. A half-zhang divine pit was directly slapped out. The bottom of the pit was bloody red, and some people didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

"What!"

Yue Kaishan, Yang Potian, and even the Great Sun Dharma King shrank their pupils.

The famous Thousand-Handed Soldier King couldn't resist this kid's move now. He was more powerful than the rumors said, and was simply inhuman.

"Yes, you can survive if you take my palm, but unfortunately I have too many enemies this time, so I can't give you a chance to reform."

Su Qi was a little dumbfounded as his powerful mental power swept the bottom of the pit. He flicked his finger and a flash of lightning shot out, shooting to the bottom of the pit.

"No!"

The roar of the Thousand-Handed King of Soldiers came from the bottom of the pit, with extreme unwillingness and anger.

He was a great master of hidden weapons. Since his debut, he had almost never lost a battle with his ancestral hidden weapons, and he had been rampant in the world for forty years.

Now he was defeated by a young boy with a recent move, and he didn't even have the chance to use the strongest hidden weapons of his family.

He was extremely unwilling.

This air-breaking attack was ten times more dangerous than the blood handprint. He knew that he could never resist it, and he was desperate and angry.

Could it be that he had been a frog in the well for forty years and didn't know that there were such monsters in the world?

"The donor is too murderous!"

The sound of a huge bell rang out, and the Great Sun Dharma King waved his hand to block it. An invisible force flew out and hit the light of thunder, and the two were annihilated together.

"Didn't the Dharma King come here to kill me?"

Su Qi showed a sarcastic look on his face, waved his hand, and his expression was as cold as a knife: "People who kill people will always be killed. You want to kill me, and it is natural for me to kill you. Besides, you can't stop the person I want to kill."

Crack!

A thunderbolt fell from the sky, turning into a thunder weapon that looked like a knife but not a knife, like a sword but not a sword, and went straight to the bottom of the pit from the sky.

This thunder blade, like a weapon of heavenly punishment, fell from the sky with a magnificent power.

"No!"

The Thousand-Handed Soldier King was desperate.

As soon as this thunder blade came out, he completely understood how huge the gap between him and this young man was.

Although they are both peerless masters, it seems that the person who came is a human, a baby and a strong man, and the strength of the two is very different.

"How dare you!"

The face of the Great Sun Dharma King changed, and his solemn face changed drastically, as if the real Buddha was angry, and the nameless fire around him was raging, and the whole person turned into a bright sun, emitting billions of rays of light, illuminating the world in all directions, and clearing all evil in the world.

A giant palm transformed by light flew out from the sun. When this palm came out, the surrounding void shook, as if it fixed the world in all directions.

Crackling——

The giant light palm and the thunder blade collided, and the electric light and flames shot out, and the two insisted together.

"Uh!"

Staring at the light palm and the thunder blade, Yue Kaishan, Yang Potian, and the four red-robed lamas looked horrified and held their breath for a while.

The Thousand-Handed Soldier King was dormant at the bottom of the pit, breathing rapidly to heal his wounds, and did not dare to make any movements.

"Great Sun Tathagata Palm!"

Su Qi raised his eyebrows,A flash of recollection flashed through his mind.

When he first entered the Demon City, because of the grudge between Tong Lin and the Tong family, he fought against the first peerless master, the King of Jingyue, and faced the Tathagata Palm.

Those who can cultivate this palm in Tantric Buddhism have all comprehended the highest mysteries of the two fundamental classics of Tantric Buddhism, the Mahavairocana Sutra and the Vajra Peak Sutra.

Tathagata has no origin and no destination, so he is called Tathagata!

The Dari Tathagata Palm, the Dari Dharma King's understanding is better than that of the King of Jingyue.

But that's all.

In today's world, if the immortals and Buddhas don't come out, who can compete with them.

"Hurry up and save the soldier king!"

The light of the sun flickered, some of it flickered, and the giant palm of light also collapsed a little, and the Dari Dharma King's solemn voice sounded.

Haah!

When the four disciples saw it, they immediately stepped forward, but they did not save the Thousand-Handed Soldier King, but the light shone all over their bodies, like four small suns, surrounding the sun.

The sun shone brightly, and the giant palm instantly doubled in size, suppressing the Thunder Blade.

"I'll save people, you raid the formation!"

Yue Kaishan shouted, and grabbed the Thousand-Handed Soldier King with one hand, and a stream of true energy broke through the air.

The master's true energy and strength can capture through the air.

But under the might of two peerless masters, he was able to keep the true energy from dispersing, which is really the best among the masters.

"Save people? I told you, you don't have this ability!"

Remotely controlling the Thunder Blade, Su Qi was doing two things at the same time, and a wisp of true energy shot out with his fingers. Yue Kaishan's true energy immediately collapsed, and the Thousand-Handed Soldier King who had just been captured rushed back into the pit.

"Come again!"

Giving a wink to his companion, Yue Kaishan shot out a stream of true energy again, and captured it again through the air.

"Hmph!"

Su Qi hummed lightly and snapped his fingers again, and a wisp of thunder flew out again.

"Good opportunity!"

Yang Potian, who had been sweeping the battlefield, closed the three sections of his spear behind him and rushed towards Su Qi like a galloping horse. The spear dragged on the ground and splashed gravel. Suddenly, he jumped up, and the spear shook like a dragon in the air. A sense of fighting on the battlefield and dying on horseback filled the whole place.

The spear head turned into a cold light, like a meteor falling from the sky, with a spirit of fearless death, and went straight to Su Qi's throat.

Everyone's mind moved, and they stared at the cold light in surprise.

He was just a martial arts master, but the power of this spear was no less than a blow from a peerless master.

"Hmm!"

Su Qi raised his eyebrows, surprised by this spear intent. A small martial arts master was no longer worth his attention, but the strength of this spear intent and the pure power concentration were rarely seen in the world, and he immediately punched out.

Rumble--crack, crack--

This punch was like thunder in the sky, deafening, and the fist covered with blood-red scales hit the cold light. The shape of the spear head remained the same, but the spear shaft made of diamond exploded and broke instantly. Yang Potian spurted out a mouthful of blood, but he flew backwards.

"Huh!"

Su Qi stretched out his hand and grabbed Yang Potian. He stared at this man with blood on the corner of his lips, broken internal organs, and weak breath, and sighed: "Good spear, did you create this spear? What's the name!"

"No, it's inherited from my ancestors. The name of the spear is 'Finishing the King's World Affairs'."

Yang Potian was a little surprised, coughing up blood, with a look of nostalgia.

The Yang family is a family of military generals who have been passed down for thousands of years.

It's a pity that the descendants are not good at scheming, and they have not stood for thousands of years like other thousand-year-old families.

In ancient times, military generals fought on the battlefield, mostly to achieve meritorious service, unify the world for the king, and be granted titles.

However, the ancestors of the Yang family thought about "finishing the king's affairs and winning a good reputation in life and after death".

Not for industry, but for fame, heart, and the world.

It is precisely this spirit that has led civil officials and military generals to die for the world, for the king, for the country, and for the people for thousands of years, which has led to the long-lasting Chinese civilization of 5,000 years.

Because of this intention, this shot "finished the king's affairs" and became the best gunmanship on the battlefield for thousands of years.

Unfortunately, with the advent of modern technology, guns and cannons have been born, and iron guns have declined. In order to survive, the descendants of famous generals have become slaves to those in power, bowing their heads every day and forgetting the glory of their ancestors.

"You have done the king's work, what a good name!"

Su Qi sighed and turned his head to look elsewhere: "But you have disgraced the glory of your ancestors. Before you die, do you have any requests?"

"Uh!"

Seeing that Su Qi was actually thinking about gossiping, Yue Kaishan mobilized all his true energy and took out the Thousand Hands Soldier King.

"Disgraced the name of our ancestors!"

A trace of pain flashed across Yang Potian's eyes, and he closed his eyes and whispered: "Please Mr. Su, please give me a quick death. If the Huangfu family is defeated this time, please let my wife and children live."

If the Huangfu family is not defeated, he will die for the master, and his wife and children must be taken care of.

But if the Huangfu family is defeated, how can they take care of his wife and children? Most people will cut the grass and root out, and these minions are no exception. Their wives and children will be slaughtered as well.

"Don't let the family be harmed!"

Su Qi exerted force on his hand and threw the man out: "If your descendants canI will give them a future and not let the descendants of famous generals be buried in the dust."

"Thank you, Mr. Su!"

With the power surging in his body, Yang Potian flew backwards, and suddenly exploded ten feet later, turning into a bloody rain.

Bang bang bang——

At the same time, the thunder weapon and the giant light palm that had been deadlocked for a long time also perished at the same time.

"Potian!"

Yue Kaishan's eyes were red and ready to burst, and his eyes were blazing as he stared at Su Qi, his whole body full of murderous intent.

The two were slaves in the Huangfu family, doing dirty things for the master together, and they were considered friends for many years.

How can I not be angry about the death of my friend now.

"The descendants of famous generals are not famous generals, and I will kill them if I kill them!"

Su Qi looked calm, his dark and deep eyes swept over the remaining seven people, took a step forward for dozens of feet, and approached the Thousand Hands Soldier King in the blink of an eye, and the blood handprint was slapped again: "I was a little distracted just now, so I let you escape. Who can save you this time? "

"I don't need anyone to save me. If you can take my hidden weapon, I will die without regrets. The method of burning blood."

As if he had been prepared, the Thousand-Handed Soldier's skin was blood red, and his aura surged. His shawl and robe swirled, and countless hidden weapons flew out of it, including a golden round tube, which looked like thousands of metal pieces spliced ​​together, emitting a dazzling light that captivated the heart.

Immortal Machine Cannon, Immortal Destroying Needle!