Chapter 342: The Power of Chaoyao Mountain
Hundreds of cultivators with strong cultivation and able to fly across thousands of miles overnight fell from the sky and fell to the ground like big birds with wings.
Even if the true energy power in the body flows to the extreme, no matter how many magic tricks you have pinched, you cannot stop such a result... The magic tricks and magic tricks that originally made these practitioners over ordinary mortals seem to have no existence at this moment.
The gray light that suddenly swept across the world was covered by a radius of 300 feet, but at least within the hundreds of feet of the range where everyone was, it seemed to have become a forbidden area that completely prohibits any magic and magic weapon power.
Wei Hua and Wen Liang looked at the ground that could have been rampant in their eyes in horror, and then smashed it hard on the ground. The extremely fierce drop force brought by falling from a height of thousands of feet made their bodies fall heavily to the ground, making a violent muffled sound, and even bounced up again, and then rolled on the ground again, causing the bones to break and the skin to bloom.
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Among the hundreds of cultivators with strong cultivation in a large sect, at least half of them fell directly like Wei Hua and Wen Liang, and most of the bones and meridians in their bodies were shattered, fainted, or died directly.
A small half of people stood up after they fell heavily to the ground, but at this moment, a bald man in black clothes and covered with black cloth walked out of the darkness.
The bald man in black was not tall, but the face on his face was so calm that it was strange that he seemed to have no expression at all. There was an extremely indifferent coldness in his eyes, and his pace was almost terrifying at this moment.
The black cloth on the face of the bald man in black suddenly rose slightly, and with the black cloth on his face slightly raised, there was also a firecracker-like explosion under his feet. This sound was made by his right foot, which was pressing hard on the ground and hit the ground violently. As the sound of the firecracker-like explosion opened, the ground under his feet was sank amazingly, and a wave of dust broke out. His whole body swept forward in an extremely powerful posture. With a "puff", his fists hit the heads of three monks who were closest to him who had just stood up strongly from the ground... This picture was very clear, making it seem that the speed of his fists might not seem to be very fast, but the three monks didn't even have time to dodge and were hit hard by his fists.
Just as an iron hammer hit a ripe watermelon, the three monks instantly made a cracking sound of bone shattering around their necks, and their heads burst out from the back of their heads.
These three monks who stood up strongly even when they fell from the sky fell, fell backwards, "Bang bang bang!" When these three monks fell, the bald man in black was already three feet away from them, and his fists had fallen on the three monks again.
Three punches fell, and three more corpses fell.
The bald man in black didn't even make any sound, but the frequency of his hands and feet was extremely stable and terrifying.
"Who are you!"
One left and one right, the two figures made a powerful sound of breaking through the air, and at this moment they also faced the bald man in black with an extremely powerful attitude.
One of the two monks was wearing a yellow robe, and the other one was wearing a leather jacket like fish scales. Both of them were not visible to Wei Hua and Wen Liang before, but they were sure that their cultivation was two of the several people above all the high-level disciples of the Sword Secretary. They fell directly from a height of thousands of feet. The terrifying impact force caused the clothes on their bodies to break when they fell to the ground. However, the aura of these two people was very peaceful and seemed to have not been seriously damaged at all. Their skin revealed a luster similar to gold and jade, and a powerful force of qi and blood was also surging in their bodies. The power they burst out at this moment was also the power of their body itself, not the power of magic.
It is obvious that these two people are also extremely rare practitioners who practice the practice of becoming a saint in the body.
At this moment, all the cultivators didn't know what was going on. What was the origin of this bald man in black... But it is certain that the effect of the gray light that swept across the sky and the earth still existed. All the cultivators who were extremely embarrassed but still alive were still unable to release any magic. Even if they cast the most ordinary thunder technique, or the flying sword of the commander, could not do it at all.
In this case, the bald man in black who seemed to rely on extremely powerful physical strength was the nemesis of almost all cultivators. It seemed that only a cultivator who practiced the physical body and became a saint, and the whole body was like gold, could stop this bald man in black who seemed extremely terrifying and powerful at this moment.
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A distance of more than ten feet disappeared in the blink of an eye between the bald man in black and two cultivators who practiced the physical sainting technique. The physical strength of the three people was very terrifying. The sudden burst of more than ten feet was like flying in the air. In the eyes of many cultivators who were still in shock at this moment, the power and speed of the two cultivators who practiced the physical sainting technique seemed to be no less than that of the man in black. The feeling was that the three people suddenly collided.
It was safe and sound when falling from a height of thousands of feet. The strength of the two cultivators who practiced physical bodies was also evident. At this moment, two-on-one was obviously taking advantage again. At this moment, there was a disciple of Jiansi who was just close to the side, with bloodshot on the corner of his mouth, and gasping, who also picked up a flying sword from a corpse beside him, and held it with both hands, stabbing hard at the back of the bald man in black.
"Bang!"
It seemed that the bald man in black and two cultivators who practiced physically and became sanctified were almost the same speed. However, at this time, everyone found that the bald man in black was still a little faster. So when two cultivators who practiced physically and became sanctified by his side, his fist hit the face of a cultivator on the left.
The monk on his left instantly burst into tears, and his eyes had turned into two black holes when the fist of the bald man in black left his face.
When the fist of the bald man in black fell on his face, his fingers were curvy, like two pieces of blunt nails, hitting his eyes hard. Even though his body was like gold, the eyes were the weakest part, so under the blow of the bald man in black, the powerful monk's eyes were suddenly blind.
The monk whose eyes were blinded instantly cried out shrillly, but his hands grabbed the bald man in black, as if he wanted to hug him all at once, but the moment the bald man in black fist retracted, his whole body bent down, as if he had squatted down all at once. While avoiding his hug, his feet also kicked on another monk who practiced the sainting technique of physical body, and kicked the monk whose fist was less than an inch away from his body so that he flew backwards like a cannonball.
The flying sword in the hand of the swordsi disciple who was sneaking behind him stabbed him hard, but the swordsi disciple trembled his arms as if he was stabbed into a steel plate... This was also his last feeling. The flying sword in his hands was grabbed by the bald man in black and grabbed him. His man was like a sandbag by the bald man in black and slapped hard on the cultivator whose eyes were blinded. While knocking the cultivator open, the Kunlun Sword Si disciple could not bear the force several times greater than the power of falling and his bones were shattered and his vitality was lost.
At the same time, the flying sword in the black-clothed bald man's hand was thrown out like a flying knife by him, and he pushed two monks running back through them, strung together like two shrimps.
The monk who was blinded with his eyes and practiced the sainting of the physical body, roared and locked the position of the bald man in black, jumped up unyieldingly, and hit the bald man in black with both fists fiercely. However, this time the bald man in black took a step back and pulled the fist of the monk forward and violently shot it. He first pulled it in his direction, and then broke it at a strange angle.
"Crack!" A sound of explosion, the cultivator's arm, which was stronger than the pure gold, actually made a sound of bone breaking, and his arm was also hung on him in a strange posture.
This arm was actually broken by this bald man in black!
Another monk who was violently kicked out dozens of feet by a bald man in black finally changed his face completely.
What he was afraid of before was the magic that made them lose any magic casting ability, and seemed to have completely created a magic that would cause any magic and magic weapon to lose its effect. Before, he and the cultivator who had been blinded with eyes could not use any magic. Since this was the case, he was not afraid at all. Because even though he was kicked out dozens of feet, he was still not injured except for the violent shock of his qi and blood.
In his opinion, the strength of this kind of physical body alone cannot damage their physical body, so no matter how they fight, they can still stand invincible. Moreover, any magic will disappear. He does not believe that the effect of the gray light can continue. As long as the effect of the gray light disappears, even if only one-fifth or sixths of the people are left at the scene, they can easily kill the bald man in black.
But now, he saw... Although the movements of this bald man in black were not as exquisite as those who had practiced physical skills to the extreme, he seemed to have almost natural sensitivity and talent for such close combat. He was very clear about which parts of the human body were relatively fragile and how to produce the greatest lethality. The most important thing is that the power in the black man far exceeded his estimate.
Even a cultivator who practices the physical body to become a saint cannot have such powerful power in his body... In this way, there is only one possibility, that is, this bald man in black is not an ordinary cultivator, but a human form refined from an extremely powerful alien beast... It is a demon clan!
Where can such a demon clan come out under the world? Who among the demon clans under the world is likely to cast such a terrifying magic?
Now this fearful cultivator who practices the physical sainting technique has no time to think about this problem... because he has now discovered that this bald man in black has the ability to kill everyone, including him!
Including Qilianliancheng!
But until this time, Qilianliancheng still did not escape. His gray clothes were also broken, but he still stood strongly, looking straight into the dark night ahead, and said in a calm tone, "King of Beiming, it turns out that this news was deliberately released!"
Chapter completed!