Chapter 1551: Flower Killing

Chang Tianhe's fist blasted out, an absolute killer move!

With one punch, the power and power of the Dao Dao of the fist is fully revealed. When the fist passes by, the void trembles, and the wind howls!

Although Chang Tianhe's current cultivation base is sealed at the half-step Martial Emperor Realm, he cannot display the maximum power of the fist.

However, the way of boxing is fierce and violent, with an indomitable and invincible momentum, at least 80% of it has been exerted.

Boom... boom!

The punch flew through the air and collided fiercely with Ye Tianjiang's palm prints. The violent thunder and dry clouds in midair shook the sky for nine days.

Two kinds of power, in the mid-air realm, are powerful and powerful!

The fists and the palm prints collided, and they were evenly matched. They fought like bullfights in the air, and they were in a stalemate.

"There is still some strength! Hmph!"

Ye Tianjiang saw that his palm print was actually blocked, and it was comparable to the opponent's punch. He didn't immediately decide the winner, and his face suddenly turned cold, and the chill rose on his face.

As the core disciple of the outer sect of the Tianlong Sect, in front of hundreds of juniors, if I can't take this casual cultivator and pass it back to the sect, I will be ashamed.

Thinking of this, Ye Tian will immediately put away his contempt, and the true energy in his body rises again, and he raises his hand again to press the palm print in mid-air, and the true energy surges out like a tide, making the power of the palm print continue to rise.

"Huh!? So strong!?"

Chang Tianhe's face suddenly changed, and his eyes trembled slightly.

But he didn't expect that he played all the cards in his unique move, and he was on par with the opponent.

What's more, the opponent's palm gesture, like the water of a river, is continuous and seems to be getting stronger.

boom...!

Under the urging of Ye Tianjiang's immobility, the fists and palms intersected in mid-air, and the situation of stalemate confrontation gradually changed.

The fist gang was continuously consumed, suppressed by the palm print, and slapped towards Chang Tianhe.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he kept urging his whole body to fight back.

However, Ye Tianjiang's true energy is like a tide, like mountains and rivers, endless.

The fist is shattered, and the defeat is over!

"Hmph! Still undefeated!?"

Seeing that the fist gang seemed to be cracking, Ye Tianjiang gave a loud shout, with a look of arrogance on his face, and pressed his right palm again.

The palm print in mid-air was suddenly shaken, the five fingers separated, turned into a grasp, and with a firm grip, he grasped the fist in the palm of his hand.

Boom!

With one grasp, the fist that was already full of cracks couldn't hold on any longer, and was crushed to pieces.

The violent vigor scattered in all directions, sweeping in all directions.

A wave of remaining energy like a wall of air rushed past, pushed by the huge palm print behind, slammed into Chang Tianhe's body, and instantly sent him flying.

puff!

Flying upside down, Chang Tianhe opened his mouth wide and spewed out a big mouthful of blood mist, obviously having suffered internal trauma.

After all, it was defeated!

Although, Chang Tianhe knew that in the face of hundreds of Tianlongzong disciples, he would eventually lose!

But what he didn't expect was that he would be defeated in a one-on-one battle, and that General Ye Tian's strength was so strong!

Plop!

The body fell, splashing a large cloud of dust, Chang Tianhe struggled to stand up from the ground, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, a pair of bloodshot eyes, like a wounded wolf, fixedly stared at Ye Tianjiang who was not far away.

Not reconciled!

Chang Tianhe was not reconciled to this defeat!

If it wasn't for his cultivation being sealed, as long as he could let himself go, under the fusion of various forces, his fists wouldn't be so bad.

But now, if you lose, you lose!

Chang Tianhe frowned slightly, the corners of his eyes swept towards the distant Lingfeng, and his eyes fell on the palace halfway up the mountain.

"Brother Chu, wait for me to rebuild for three hundred years before following you!"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, the zhenqi in Chang Tianhe's body instantly became violent, shooting up into the sky like a flame.

At the same time, behind Chang Tianhe, a group of purple light rose slowly.

Wuhun comes out!

A large group of purple phantoms appeared in the air, and quickly appeared from the virtual to the real!

Before the blink of an eye, a large piece of purple phantom condensed into a purple lush bamboo forest,

Emerge in midair!

"Huh!? Bamboo Forest Martial Soul!? Variation Martial Soul!?"

Seeing Chang Tianhe summoning his martial soul, Ye Tianjiang glanced at it, and his expression changed immediately.

He has seen quite a few people who use bamboo as a martial soul, but this is the first time he has encountered thousands of bamboos forming a martial soul.

This kind of mutant martial soul is a very rare mutant martial soul of the same attribute. It is different from ordinary dual-line mutant martial souls. Regardless of the rank of the martial soul or the power of the martial soul, it is much stronger than ordinary mutant martial souls. .

Just like two warriors with wolves and wolves as their martial souls, the former mutated and could be flame wolves, ice wolves, or wind wolves.

Either one is the mutation of the beast-type martial soul to the natural-type, not the same-attribute mutation.

But if the same attribute mutates, one wolf mutates into two or three, or even a pack of wolves' martial souls. Once they break through the Martial Emperor's realm and advance from martial souls to battle spirits, a wolf king battle spirit will be produced!

At that time, the improvement of its strength will not be as simple as one plus one!

But now, the casual cultivator in front of him is obviously a mutated martial soul of the same attribute.

Under the urging of Chang Tianhe, the large purple bamboo forest martial soul swept the sky with violent power like a tide.

"Huh!? What are you going to do!? Could it be..."

Ye Tianjiang glanced over Chang Tianhe, and saw that his eyes had completely turned purple, and colorful spots of light kept appearing all over his body.

This guy is actually using his own strength to fight against the power of the world in this ruined world.

Is he crazy! ?

What's the difference between this and courting death! ?

No matter how powerful a warrior is, it is impossible to compete with the power of heaven and earth. Even if the way of heaven in this relic world is much weaker than that of the outside world, it is still the way of heaven.

"You...you want to break the seal!?"

Suddenly, Ye Tianjiang saw a flash of madness in Chang Tianhe's eyes, his expression froze, and he suddenly understood!

"That's right! Only by breaking the seal can I be sure of defeating you!"

Hearing this, Chang Tianhe grinned lightly, looked at Ye Tianjiang whose eyes were trembling, and said word by word.

"Crazy! You don't want to die! Fight against the heaven, even if you break the seal, you will still die!"

Ye Tian will roar.

"Death!? Hahaha, so what if you die! Big deal, rebuild for three hundred years!"

On Chang Tianhe's body, the berserk zhenqi has begun to appear out of control. Light spots of various colors continuously rise from his body, merging towards the purple bamboo forest martial soul on the top of the light.

Those colorful spots of light merged into the bamboo forest, hovered and swayed, attached to the thick purple bamboos, and condensed into gorgeous little flowers.

Bamboo blossoms!

This scene fell in the eyes of all the Tianlongzong disciples, and all of them suddenly changed their faces, and their eyes trembled wildly!

Bamboo-type martial souls are extremely common!

A martial artist with a bamboo-type martial spirit has a well-known hole card, which is this... bamboo blossoms!

Like ordinary bamboo, when bamboo blooms, it grows to its limit.

When the flowers bloom, the bamboo forest covers the sky.

When the flowers fall, the bamboo forest withers!

That is to say, a martial artist with a bamboo-type martial spirit can gain ten times the power when he stimulates his own martial spirit to bloom.

However, when the flowers fall, it is also the moment when the martial soul withers and loses!

Without a martial spirit, warriors are equivalent to useless people!