The Myth Of Confucianism And Taoism Is The Holy

The shocking scene exceeded the limit of the world's endurance. It was truly breathtaking.

"Master...Master."

Qin Shuang was in fear.

Xiongba didn't say a word, but his heart was not terrified.

The rumbling sound continued, collapse and rumbling like the sky and the earth.

The horrible figure, like a god and devil, did not get out, he held a crimson sword in his hand, and just stared at Xiongba and the others.

"Tell me, do you only have this strength?"

The dull voice rolled like thunder, reverberating endlessly.

Xiong Ba secretly clenched his fists, but unfortunately he now has three points of vitality and only cultivated to 80% Realm, otherwise, how could he let this monster be so presumptuous.

Who is he? He is the top master of the world. Nowadays, as long as those masters in Martial Forest can't make it, he is the strongest master.

"Dare to be so presumptuous in my world, no one has ever dared to do this, only you."

The male tyrant stands with his hands, cold-eyed and extraordinary steps, "But today is your death date."

"Death?"

Bu Feihua took heavy steps, and every step was shaking the ground.

"I'm very honored, let you give me this kind of expectation!"

"But remember, if you can't, it's up to me to break your neck."

Bu Feihua reached out his hand and made a neck twist.

"you!"

The extraordinary arrogance made the domineering furious.

Before waiting for the domineering action, Bu Feihua had already stepped on the ground and rushed violently.

boom!

The fist of the cannonball hit Xiongba's chest, but it was blocked by the overlap of the Xiongba's hands. This concession showed a hint of surprise.

"Huh? Not bad!"

"Then try this trick again!"

Bu Feihua took up the Wushuang Fire Lin sword as a sideways cut, slashing towards the male tyrant's yin.

This insidious sword made Xiong Ba very annoyed, but as soon as Xiong Ba drew away, Bu Feihua was already roaring wildly.

"Qilin meteor burst!"

laugh!

The dazzling red light resembles fireworks. In the eyes of the tyrant's constricted eyes, the anger collapses on the fist of Bu Fei Bian, and in a blink of an eye a life-like flame Qilin is formed.

That Qilin was truly terrifying, and he opened his mouth to spit out flames, even though he was separated from such a long distance, he still gave the tyrant a thrilling pressure.

"artistic conception!!"

Xiongba was shocked.

Being able to mimic Qi Jin is not a simple Qi Jin manipulation. Simple Qi Jin simulation can only achieve its shape. That kind of method can only be regarded as gathering Qi Jin to mold. The connotation and power of the index finger.

But the artistic conception is different. The artistic conception is based on the physical mimicry. It not only possesses the form of the creation, but also has a trace of the charm of the form creation.

This is similar to the existence of projection, in simple terms, it is to mimicking through Qi Jin, and then using the mimicry creation as the bearing to summon the legendary body in the underworld.

Form a kind of creation that is similar to clones, but also different from clones.

For example, the Qilin Meteor Burst is the Qilin transformed by the flame fist after reaching its peak and comprehending a trace of artistic conception. Now this Qilin has a trace of fire Qilin's charm.

With Bu Fei's Fist Technique's success, once the Flame Fist reaches the skill close to Dao, step into the ultimate Realm of Fist Technique.

As soon as this Qilin meteor bursts out, it will fully incarnate and summon the existence of Qilin. Not only is the power and intelligence completely equivalent to Qilin, but with the extraordinary strength Ascension, it even surpasses Qilin.

The flames collapsed and raged Qilin trampled on the ground rumblingly, melting the ground into black. It roared wildly, and slammed into the protective cover of the three-point return to vitality that Xiongba urgently used like a meteor.

Bang bang bang!

After several collisions, each collision was earth-shattering. In the dramatic change of Xiongba's expression, the protective cover formed by the three-point return to vitality gradually showed signs of collapse, and cracks appeared like spider webs, and then became densely covered.

At the same time, the incomparably stalwart step came like a god and a devil stepping on the moon.

"Go away!"

Qin Shuang's complexion changed drastically and hurriedly stopped, but he was severely cut into the air by Bu Feifei.

puff!

Qin Shuang vomited blood crazily and fell to the ground with convulsions and convulsions.

Bu Fei was in the air. At this moment, the huge figure completely covered the big sun above Xiong Ba's head, forming a huge shadow, completely submerging Xiong Ba in the darkness.

boom!

Qilin Meteor Burst's wild violence is boundless, and the air currents even more monstrous than the storm began to bombard the domineering three-point return vitality shield.

boom! boom! boom!

boom! boom!

The meteor shower blasted through, and the ground was full of pits and pits, the male tyrant's expression changed from redness in the surging blood to pale, and his tight face began to relax.

finally.

There was a loud noise.

The fire made by the Qilin meteor explosion Qilin exploded at the sound.

The explosion instantly razed a radius of ten meters to the ground, and formed a huge deep pit with a radius of more than ten meters and a depth of more than one meter under the feet of Xiongba.

At the same time, the three-point return of the male tyrant's vitality and vitality shattered and disappeared in the blink of an eye, while the male tyrant's Internal Energy vented, staggering back several steps.

"How does it taste?"

The extraordinary sound of Bu Bu sounded above the Xiong Ba's head, and a huge slap shot the Xiong Ba into a parabola and slammed it heavily into the edge of the huge pit.

call! tread!

Bu Huan's feet closed and landed slowly.

He laughed wildly, his huge palm covering his forehead, but because the palm was too large, his entire face was covered by the palm, making it impossible for people to see his expression, only Senbai's sharp teeth.

His shoulders couldn't help trembling because of the violent laughter, and Jia Fei violently stretched out a finger to point to Xiongba.

"Xiong Ba? The name is good, but the person is too useless. Get up! You weak."

"what!"

The tyrant burned in anger, he vomited blood and stood up hard. He looked at the extraordinary step in disbelief: "There have been rumors in the Martial Forest that the Nie family is invincible in the world. These old men would not believe them, but if your current ability is the old man, he hasn't guessed. If so, it should have the same power as Nie's crazy blood!"

"But I don’t understand one thing. Although the Nie’s mad blood has unimaginable power, it is uncontrollable. Once the mad blood breaks out, it will inevitably be enchanted. And if you have a power similar to this, how can you be able to maintain your sense? Can it be turned on by itself?"

The Xiongba's series of questions were both rants and unwillingness.

Even Bu Feihua heard this and had to admire that the tyrant was indeed an old treacherous, cunning, meticulous, and he could think of the mad blood of the Nie family just by owning this kind of physical change.

"You are very smart, but I am not Nie Feng, nor the mad blood of the Nie family. This is my own power, and of course I can control it by myself!"

While saying this, Bu Feihua looked at Xiongba, but in fact what he was looking at was always a blue attribute box on the retina.

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