Soul Emperor Martial God

"The terrestrial triple peak combat power." Xiao Yi looked at Bing Baiwu indifferently.

Yes, the current Bing Baiwu has only the terrestrial triple peak combat power.

Like other Tianjiao, he has almost done everything possible.

The only difference is that he has not yet condensed the Wuhun phantom.

Relying solely on the increase of the ultimate element weapon and the increase of the secret technique, the terrestrial pole triple peak combat power is already available.

However, even if Bing Baiwu condensed the Wuhun phantom, the combat power could not break through the four levels of the extreme realm.

After all, his martial soul only has a blue rank.

The difference between the triple level of the extreme realm and the quadruple level of the extreme realm is the gap between the first level and the middle level of the extreme realm.

If it was the difference between the first layer of the earth and the second layer of the earth, or the difference between the second layer of the earth and the third layer of the earth, his martial soul phantom would allow him to easily break through.

"What? Do you think I will be easily defeated by you like those three trash?" Bing Baiwu looked at Xiao Yi's indifferent and contemptuous gaze, and couldn't help feeling angry.

There was a soft bang.

A Wuhun phantom appeared behind Bing Baiwu.

His martial spirit is a great ape with the ice attribute, very good at power.

However, it really was as Xiao Yi guessed just now.

Bing Baiwu condensed the phantom of the martial arts, still only the terrestrial triple peak combat power.

Of course, he who had condensed the Wuhun phantom, even if it was also the terrestrial triple peak combat power, was enough to easily crush the three people just now.

If you really want to compare.

The current Bing Baiwu should be at the invincible level of the terrestrial triple peak.

boom…

Bing Baiwu punched out.

On the fist, with the sound of breaking through the air.

The purple inflammation in Xiao Yi's hand surged, and a surging purple inflammation covered his fist.

The same is a punch.

The fists banged against each other, and there was a loud noise.

Xiao Yi was blasted back several meters, and Zi Yan collapsed on his fist.

But Bing Baiwu remained motionless, with a sneer from the corners of his mouth.

"Zi Yan Yi Xiao, I said, you are not qualified to be mad in front of me." Bing Baiwu sneered.

"Heh." Xiao Yi smiled indifferently, "Hundred martial arts gloves, the power is not bad."

What really caused his purple inflammation to be dissipated slightly was the best elementary weapon, the Baiwu glove.

Baiwu gloves, the style is a bit like gloves.

But it feels heavier and more impactful.

However, it is also obvious that the true power of the Supreme Yuan Qi Baiwu glove has not been fully utilized.

The same is the use of all means, the three Tianjiao holding the grade element just now have the extreme triple peak combat power.

Although Bing Baiwu was enough to crush the three people just now.

But with the best element in his hand, his combat power is always only at the extreme level of the triple peak combat power.

It's mainly the best elementary device, and it can't be completely controlled by half-step extreme cultivation.

If you want to truly exert the power of the best elementary device, I am afraid that it is necessary to reach the middle of the earth, and even later.

Of course, the growth rate of the top grade element is always higher than that of the top grade element.

It's just that Bing Baiwu is only a half-step extreme cultivation base, this kind of ‘higher’ is not too high.

"Do you have other skills?" Xiao Yi asked lightly.

"You're looking for death." Bing Baiwu's heart was angry, and it lit instantly.

Xiao Yi's calm tone is undoubtedly the greatest contempt in his opinion.

Bing Baiwu, punched again.

This time, his fist suddenly felt heavy and depressing.

"Oh? Is martial arts power?" Xiao Yi smiled indifferently and blasted out the same punch.

This time, Xiao Yi specially condensed the purple inflammation on his fist more solidly.

boom…

The two fists banged together, and there was another roar.

This time, the two sides are in a deadlock.

"Heavy ice martial arts." Xiao Yi said to himself lightly.

Yes, just now Bing Baiwu's fist was covered with the martial arts power of the heavy ice martial arts.

Chongbing martial arts, Xiao Yi and Bing Chengtian had met before.

The level of martial arts itself is only second-rate.

But that kind of heavy weight and heavy accumulation is quite impactful.

"It's not over yet." Bing Baiwu yelled coldly, before blasting out another punch.

At this moment, Bing Baiwu's fist seemed to have turned into a sharp blade, with a strong breath.

With a hiss.

The purple inflammation wrapped around Xiao Yi's fist was cut to pieces.

"Feng Zhibing Dao." Xiao Yi frowned.

"Drink." Bing Baiwu's figure suddenly changed.

In the next second, he appeared strangely beside Xiao Yi.

Another punch was blasted out, and it was full of wind and snow, like a wind and snow roaming dragon.

Xiao Yi quickly turned sideways and blocked with a punch.

The moment his fist touched Bing Hyakutake's fist.

The flame wrapped around his fist actually began to be covered by some frost.

"The Way of Wind and Snow." Xiao Yi frowned a little.

"Bing Ying is heavy." Bing Baiwu suddenly shouted.

His fist turned into a phantom.

In the next second, continuous blows like violent storms blasted towards Xiao Yi.

"Ice Shadow Martial Arts." A dignified flicker flashed across Xiao Yi's face, and the flame on his fist instantly shattered.

Even in this shadow of the boxing, he was accidentally hit by a punch and flew straight.

"Hmph, Yi Xiao, you are defeated." Bing Baiwu sneered.

Bing Baiwu suddenly condensed a spear.

Bing Baiwu held a long spear, dodged his body, and stabbed Xiao Yi who was flying away.

"I see how you can block my shot and take my life." The bloodthirsty light in Bing Baiwu's eyes flashed by.

The spear pierced Xiao Yi's key.

"Hanbing Gun Road." Xiao Yi muttered to himself indifferently.

With a body that is incomprehensible to ordinary people, his body can be twisted and escaped the spear.

Immediately, he turned back and grabbed the spear with his palm wrapped in flames.

"Disperse." He whispered.

The flames went violently in an instant, raging on the spear non-stop.

In an instant, the spear disintegrated.

"Get off." Xiao Yi shouted in a low voice, the purple flame in his hand turned into a golden flame.

The huge flame fist blasted out with one punch, and blasted Bing Baiwu directly.

After Xiao Yi fell to the ground and stood firm, he smiled faintly.

"That's it, it's Bing Baiwu." Xiao Yi looked at Bing Baiwu with a hint of seriousness.

Bing Baiwu, the successor of the main hall of Bingwu.

In addition to being a talented demon hunter, this person is also a martial arts madman.

Rumor has it that he has been practicing a hundred kinds of martial arts with amazing aptitude.

However, as far as Xiao Yi knows, there are only eight types of martial arts that he has truly accomplished.

These eight martial arts are all at the extreme level.

Only a slight difference will reach 10%.

Just now, Bing Hyakutake's attack changed from the very beginning.

Each punch is blessed with different martial arts power.

Eight kinds of cold martial arts, thick, sharp, weird, or powerful... all in one go, it is impossible to guard against.

"Now, do you think you are still qualified to despise me?" The bloodthirsty light in Bing Baiwu's eyes became more intense.

Xiao Yi's eyes were still indifferent, "Is there any other means?"

"If not, you can lose."

"Asshole, deceive people too much." The bloodthirsty light in Bing Baiwu's eyes suddenly soared to the extreme.

That kind of bloodthirsty, as if it can really bleed.

That bloodthirsty suddenly turned into a cold and crazy killing intent.

Bing Baiwu, punched again.

This time, his fist changed again.

On his fist, a strange blood glow, mixed with martial arts power, is astonishing.

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