World Wide Martial Art

"Brothers, we have met each other. It is my honor, Ao Yuan, to be able to live and die together today. For the honor of this palace, my head can be cut off and my will is unyielding. Situ Reading

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"Anyone who dares to invade my Palace of Eternal Life will be killed without mercy!"

With strong holy power on his head, Elder Ao Yuan shouted violently, his eyes blood red.

The majestic drink also made the blood of the five people behind boil. Everyone roared at the same time, and their vitality was like a galloping and roaring army of thousands of horses, firmly protecting the six people in the magic circle.

"Just a few little ants... In the eyes of this palace master, they are just a bluff!"

Ao Shuanglou laughed loudly, pointed at the sky and the earth, and pointed his hands towards the void. The sky and the earth seemed to have opened a hole, and the endless power of artistic conception and rules continued to pour down, heading straight for the formation.

Boom boom boom!

It's like the sky is angry, and the power of artistic conception is blasting down crazily, without paying attention to any rules at all, and the halo of the huge array fluctuates endlessly.

The six elders of the Eternal Life Palace were pale, and they all gritted their teeth and continued to absorb the power of the water to resist the attack launched by Ao Shuanglou.

For a time, the two sides fell into a stalemate...

On the other side, Tianwu Gan and Elder Aocang were also fighting.

Relying on his superiority in cultivation, Tian Wukan made a killing move, shooting countless palm shadows in the air, covering most of the void.

Although Elder Aocang was a few points behind, he had also stepped into the Holy Realm before losing his combat power. With his rich combat experience, he had avoided some of the most ferocious attacks.

"I don't have time to waste time with you. Let's decide whether to live or die."

After a few exchanges of moves, he felt that Ao Cang's aura had not weakened much. The somewhat impatient Tianwu Gan's figure suddenly froze, his hands were held empty, and a trident as black as ink appeared in his hands.

"The Great Sun Triad Slash!"

Accompanied by the roaring roar, the energy from his body surface crazily overflowed, forming a ball about ten feet in size above his head.

It's like a big sun hanging in the sky, blooming with endless scorching luster.

The jet-black trident stood on Tianwugan's chest, constantly pulling and absorbing the bright light that shot out of the ball.

Seeing this scene, Elder Aocang also stopped, and there was a trace of solemnity in his eyebrows.

He lowered his hands and spread his fingers, slowly starting to rotate in a circle. At this moment, the seawater all over the sky hung down, and with the movements of Ao Cang's hands, two huge whirlpools were formed.

Tianwukian's motionless figure made him extremely cautious.

The three-in-one slash of the big sun is the supreme secret of the Palace of Eternal Life. Each slash will consume the energy of the big sun behind Tianwukian.

The nearly solid sun is completely compressed by Yuanli, and the power it contains is enough to blow up the king-level peak to pieces. It is difficult for ordinary half-saints to withstand a single blow.

So far, Elder Aocang has only seen Tianwu Gan used once. With just one slash, he killed a powerful sea beast at the peak of the heaven level.

This happened a few years ago. Now that some time has passed, I am afraid that the power of this martial arts has improved a lot.

"Disillusionment Turbine Kung!"

After a short period of gathering momentum, Elder Aocang's figure slowly became illusory. He clapped his hands together, and the huge vortex of waves collided with his side. The two forces tore into each other and merged, forming an even more turbulent giant vortex.

Buzz!

In mid-air, Tian Wugan raised the pitch-black halberd like lightning, with terrifying power, showing the extraordinary power of this weapon, which had surpassed the heaven level. Although he had not become a complete holy weapon, it was still tainted with a few traces of holy power. .

The world shook violently three times.

Three majestic phantoms fell, one after another, and the afterimage they caused was a fan bone without a fan surface, cutting gold and jade, cutting countless ripples in the space.

At the same time, the big sun disappeared completely behind Tianwu Gan.

In the blink of an eye, he used all the three powerful Sun Slashes and exhausted the energy of the Sun, which is enough to show that his understanding of this martial art has reached an almost perfect level.

Elder Aocang shouted loudly, angrily rushed the bullfighting, took a small step back with one foot, formed a lunge forward and backward, pushed forward with his hands leading the huge whirlpool, and quickly faced the three halberd shadows.

boom!

The first halberd shadow fell.

The deafening sound of metal collision exploded, and countless broken flowers were splashed in the whirlpool of the waves.

Elder Aocang's face immediately turned pale, and he stumbled back two steps. Before he could take a breath, the second shadow of a halberd struck him.

Buzz!

It was as if a loud bell was ringing in his ears, causing Temuhe and others on the side to quickly retreat dozens of feet.

puff!

He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and the whirlpool of the waves surged rapidly. With the help of the power of rotation, he was able to release the huge force.

The third halberd shadow came at the same time.

This last one is more terrifying than the previous one, with wisps of black light flying from the edge, and the violent artistic conception of water is enough to separate everything.

Bang!

The whirlpool of the waves was shaken to pieces, and Elder Aocang's face turned red. After suddenly spitting out another mouthful of blood, his expression was ferocious.

The energy in his palm rushed out crazily, trying his best to maintain the stability of the vortex.

However, it was still useless. After just resisting for a few breaths, the whirlpool of the waves finally exploded completely. The black-light halberd struck Ao Cang's chest like lightning, sending him flying out of the air.

After floating several feet in the air, he forced himself to steady his body. He looked at the foot-long blood-red gash on his chest with a sad smile on his face.

"Ao Cang, if you open your heart and let me plant a mark in your soul, I... can let you continue to be the second elder of your Eternal Life Palace."

The cold-faced Tianwu Gan said from the distance.

"You want me to surrender to you? Tianwu...are you worthy of such an unfaithful and unjust person?"

Even though his whole body was covered in blood, the words spoken by Elder Aocang were still ringing, and his eyes showed a look as if he was looking forward to death.

"Hahaha……"

"Tianwu, why do you need to humiliate yourself? Since he is eager to seek death, it is better to help him."

"This palace master has had enough fun here. So what if a few ants form a Jiyuan Formation? They are still... vulnerable!"

Ao Shuanglou's contemptuous laughter came from the other side of the sky.

While he was speaking, he suddenly slapped down the palm, and the billowing holy power seemed to be condensed with an extremely powerful force. It actually scattered the six people in a panic, and the formation that was barely maintained also fell apart at this moment. disintegrated.

After entering the holy realm, once a certain artistic conception power in the body is understood to the perfect level, it can trigger a heavenly catastrophe.

After passing through, there will be a little more calamity in the body, and the artistic conception can be transformed into the true meaning.

Such a strong person in the holy realm is called a saint who can save the tribulation.

Ao Shuanglou has obviously survived the calamity, his true meaning has been penetrated, his calamity power has grown, and the power that his martial arts can unleash is indeed much more powerful than the ordinary holy realm of Tianwugan.

"It's over. The difference in strength is too big. It's impossible to resist."

Looking at Ye Feng in the distance, his scalp went numb for a while, and his mood sank to the bottom at this moment.

The Palace of Eternal Life showed signs of defeat as soon as they fought, and looking at Ao Shuanglou's ease of doing things, it was clear that he did not use the strongest means, and the situation became one-sided.

If the fight continues like this, he probably won't be able to last even half an hour.

Once all the seven elders of the Eternal Life Palace are destroyed.

No matter how fast I, Bai Hucheng, and Wu Ji ran away, how could they escape from their territory under the tracking of a saint, a saint of one calamity?

Now everyone is tied to a rope. The three of us must not just leave like this...