Chapter 708 One-armed Pluto Kowtows Three Times

Mountain and sea realm, a shrine, and a small realm.

In every shrine, there are spirits, spirits, and souls. If the skills learned are equivalent, one more shrine will at least improve the combat power.

When the strong compete, they are fighting for the front line. If they are superior, sometimes they will be so superior.

Thus, realm is always the most basic and most important. If your foundation is strong, other extensions will naturally be much stronger.

There are three shrines in Xing Xinyang's body, the spiritual treasures he uses, and the exercises he learns are all the best choices. Facing Chen Fei, who is also in the early stage of the mountain and sea realm, but has only one shrine, he does have reasons for self-confidence.

The vitality of the heavens and the earth rolled up, Xing Xinyang began to quickly close the distance with Chen Fei, and countless sword lights flew out of him.

Does not slash at Chen Fei, but circles around for several miles, forming a knife array, completely engulfing Chen Fei.

Chen Fei just left the gate of Shengyan Zong Mountain quietly. Xing Xinyang is not worried that he will not be able to take Chen Fei down. He wants to prevent Chen Fei from running away after losing.

Xing Xinyang has followed hundreds of miles to come here, the purpose is very simple, if he can't capture Chen Fei alive, he will kill him on the spot!

Chen Fei glanced at the surrounding knife formations, his expression remained motionless, before Xing Xinyang came in front of him, Chen Fei took a step forward and rushed towards the opponent.

Seeing that Chen Fei was advancing instead of retreating, Xing Xinyang narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, and the surging voice of Yuan Li came faintly from Xing Xinyang's body, shaking the vitality of the world.

Although there was contempt in his heart, Xing Xinyang shot without the slightest hesitation.

Strategically, even verbally, you can despise the enemy, but when it comes to specific battles, you must go all out. After practicing for hundreds of years, Xing Xinyang treats every battle like this.

"Boom!"

The swords collided and there was a loud bang.

Chen Fei's hair flew backwards, and majestic power poured into Chen Fei's body, trying to tear Chen Fei's body apart, but from the beginning to the end, Chen Fei's face did not change at all.

Did not knock Chen Fei into the air with a single strike, Xing Xinyang's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

With such a short distance, Xing Xinyang could clearly perceive something in Chen Fei's body.

It shouldn't be long since I stepped into the mountain and sea environment. The foundation is very solid, but it is still too early to gather the second shrine.

But the power transmitted from the opponent's blade is not bad at all. Although it is weaker than him, it is also much stronger than the mountain and sea realm of a shrine.

What's more important is that Chen Fei's body didn't move at all after being stabbed by him, obviously far from reaching the limit of his endurance.

"Suppressing Dragon Elephants? Your accomplishments are extraordinary. Let me see how much you have learned by trying so hard to learn it secretly!"

Sensing the fluctuation of breath in Chen Fei's body at the moment, Xing Xinyang raised his brows slightly, this is not Zhenlongxiang. The strangeness of the dragon elephant stele before was not because of the other party's extraordinary talent, but because the dragon elephant was already good at suppressing it.

But no matter how good it is, the other party must have missed a lot in what he learned about dragon elephants before, so he had to take the risk of looking at the dragon elephant stele.

Nowadays on the Central Continent, except for the top schools, everyone else has learned the version of Dragon Elephant Suppression, which they have deliberately released. The power can only be said to be average, so as to dissuade others from continuing to learn the Dragon Elephant Suppression version.

Now that Chen Fei has only read the Dragon Elephant Stele once, relying on what he learned back then, he dares to perform it in front of him, it is simply presumptuous!

"Om!"

A huge figure appeared behind Xing Xinyang, like a mountain, its head even disappeared into the sea of clouds.

Xing Xinyang retracted the knife, and then slashed out again like lightning.

Following Xing Xinyang's movements, the giant figure behind him made the same moves.

The movement of the phantom of the giant is really like the sky falling apart, how can a human being resist such a force!

Just taking a look at it, the whole person's mind seems to be completely crushed.

Xing Xinyang himself has learned to suppress dragon elephants. Although it has only been a few years, he has a very good understanding of the characteristics of dragon elephants.

Great strength, recovery, refine and transform different powers for your own use.

But all of these have their limits. At this moment, Xing Xinyang saw Chen Fei running the Dragon Suppressing Elephant to refine his own power, so Xing Xinyang let Chen Fei refine as much as he could.

Chen Fei raised his eyelids slightly, and hundreds of sword elements appeared around his body in the blink of an eye. The sword elements merged with each other, and all of them were melted into the Qianyuan sword in the next moment.

"Boom!"

It was far more violent than the first explosion. The Yuan force collided, and the heaven and earth Yuan Qi formed a huge sphere, enveloping the two of them.

The next moment, the spherical heaven and earth vitality shattered, and the lingering force swept out, and the mountain below was silently cut off a layer.

Chen Fei's body trembled slightly, and the terrifying force traversed Chen Fei's body, his internal organs, limbs and bones were all trembling.

In the shrine, the talent town is shining brightly.

This knife broke the limit of Chen Fei's current body, but if he wanted to truly break Chen Fei's real limit, he still needed to continue to penetrate the talent town.

But the upper limit of 25% damage reduction may not seem like much, but for the mountain and sea realm, it is not easy to suddenly increase the strength by so much.

Either Xing Xinyang is holding a middle-grade spirit treasure at this moment, and his combat power will indeed continue to grow.

But with the size of Sheng Yanzong, there is no such excess financial resources.

On the Central Continent, among the top sects, there are only a few arrogances who can hold spiritual treasures beyond their own realm. Xing Xinyang's talent is extraordinary, but not to this level.

In addition to Lingbao, if you have a deep understanding of martial arts, you can naturally increase your combat power.

Xing Xinyang's learning is extraordinary, but because of extraordinary, it is even more difficult to go further.

Xing Xinyang is now only short of one kick to break through to the middle stage of the Mountain Sea Realm, and this one is short of the comprehension of kung fu.

So no matter which one is, it is unrealistic for Xing Xinyang today.

Feng Jin knife, Xing Xinyang watched Chen Fei take the knife without changing his expression, his face finally changed.

The first cut just now can be said to be due to Chen Fei's profound knowledge, and he didn't use his unique skills, which made Chen Fei barely hold on.

But for the second knife, Xing Xinyang had already used the knife style of the Jiuyou Purgatory Jue, Chen Fei would never be able to take it, but what is going on in this situation now!

"Zhenlong Xiang still has a lot of things that I haven't figured out, and I'm going to ask for advice, and I hope it will come true!"

Chen Fei looked at Xing Xinyang, flipped the Qianyuan sword in his hand, smashed the Fengjin knife away, and slashed towards Xing Xinyang's neck.

Horrific force surged, and Xing Xinyang pressed Fengjin Dao hard, but he couldn't suppress it. With the Fengjin Dao pushed aside, his whole body took a step back involuntarily.

Just this time, Xing Xinyang's face changed drastically.

Suppressing dragon elephants can refine supernatural powers for their own use, but the upper limit is not high. A warrior's physique has its own limit. Saint Yan Zong has been practicing for so many years, and he has already understood it clearly.

Warriors who practice dragon elephants have a very big misunderstanding. They all want to refine the power of others so that their next attack is far beyond ordinary.

In the years when Zhenlongxiang was born, this kind of situation continued, which is simply a model of getting stronger with each passing day.

But as practitioners continued to explode and die because they couldn't suppress the abnormal force in their bodies, this situation decreased a lot.

In the Holy Yan Zong, anyone who practices dragon elephant suppression will be warned not to refine the enemy's attack on his own.

The safest choice is to unload the force, and finally refine a small part for your own use, which is the best choice.

Xing Xinyang has observed the Dragon Elephant Stele from time to time in the past few years, and he knows it well. Looking at Chen Fei's posture just now, he seems to want to refine all his attacks, so he wants to chop Chen Fei to pieces.

But what's going on now, the opponent really refined all the power of the knife that he cut out?

Xing Xinyang looked at the Qianyuan sword again, the sword edge was sparse and ordinary, although the sword element was sharp, but it was just like that, but the sword body passed by, and there were ripples in the space, and the soul felt it slightly, as if facing the sky-reaching mountain, crazily bumping into it .

Xing Xinyang's eyes slowly widened, and the feeling of deadly threat constantly stimulated his spirit.

Xing Xinyang's power in the three shrines was continuously squeezed, his figure was impossible, and he took a few steps back. The Nine Nether Purgatory Art in his body suddenly reversed, Xing Xinyang's eyes became pitch black, and the whites of his eyes disappeared.

Within a radius of several miles, the vitality of the heavens and the earth suddenly boiled, and the clouds and mist dispersed on the sky, revealing all the phantoms behind Xing Xinyang.

The face is blurred, only the blood-red eyes can be seen, under the eyes, there are all ants, which makes people tremble with fear. And the phantom of the giant has only one arm.

At this moment, the phantom of the giant pierced Chen Fei with both eyes, then bent its back slightly, and came to bow down to Chen Fei.

Following the giant's bow, a deadly breath suddenly permeated the sky and the ground. In front of the phantom of the giant, the vitality of the world was cleared, and every trace of folds swept across the path, and it came straight to Chen Fei.

One-armed Pluto kowtows three times!

Among the Jiuyou Purgatory Art, the most taboo move.

Whether this phantom of the giant is the King of Pluto, no one can say clearly, but the power of this prostration is astonishing.

Kowtowing was supposed to be a submission, a show of weakness, but this phantom giant's kowtowing was a killing move.

What the giant worships is not you, but your destiny. Is your destiny hard enough to bear this obeisance?

Fate is strong enough, spirit is strong enough, then maybe nothing will happen. But if your fate is not strong enough, then this obeisance will directly obeisance to death.

Pluto kowtow, how can ordinary people bear and bear it.

With Xing Xinyang's current state and strength, he can only perform the first bow, and he is already powerless to continue.

Zang Yuanzhong flew out of Chen Fei's sleeve and landed on Chen Fei's head.

In Chen Fei's eyes, the space between the sky and the earth had already turned into blackness, and a huge phantom could be vaguely seen roaring towards him.

In the end, even the phantom disappeared, and the whole world appeared nothingness.

There is no space, no time, everything is disappearing, wrapping itself.

"Roar!"

Behind Chen Fei, the phantom of the dragon elephant came from the air, its six legs shook, and the darkness was completely torn apart.

In Chen Fei's body, Yuanli, Mind, and Soul trembled violently, as if they were about to be forcibly torn apart in the next moment, but in the end, they were completely resisted by Zhenlongxiang.

The one-armed Pluto kowtowed three times, beheading his body, god, and even his soul, but at this moment, there was nothing Chen Fei could do.

"Poof!"

Xing Xinyang knelt down on one knee, spouting a mouthful of blood mist, his face turned pale in an instant.

The one-armed Pluto kowtows three times, but if he can't knock the opponent, he will inevitably be the one who will bite back in the end.

(end of this chapter)