Nine Hundred and Seventy Sixth: The Palm of Nirvana (Part 2)

Before the young man could speak, the black-robed man behind him took off his hood, revealed an old face, and said gloomyly: "Actually, there are quite a few people who wanted to intercept and kill you along the way, but they were all killed by the old man." Kill, if you want to know the current affairs, you should express your gratitude. This old man decides to let the two of you leave after handing over the exercises, and this old man will do what he says."

Zhou Xing snorted coldly and said, "Shameless and hooligans like you, I've seen eight hundred if not one thousand. If you want to fight, fight, don't talk nonsense!"

"Bastard!" The young man scolded angrily, "My master is a real person, keep your mouth clean!"

The old man was so angry that the flesh on his face trembled slightly, and he said in a hateful voice: "Since you want to die, this old man will help you!" After saying that, the old man immediately slammed out his palm. The method is extremely difficult to resist, the power of this palm can collapse mountains and rivers.

Zhou Xing was different from the past. He was already quite experienced in fighting against real monks. He was calm and calm at this time. With a thought, his shadow, the silver-horned demon Xiao Hei, appeared and stood in front of Zhou Xing. As for Zhai Xingchen, the two of them had discussed it long ago. He would turn invisible when fighting, and only attack if necessary. This was the safest way, and Zhou Xing was also the most at ease.

As soon as the silver-horned demon appeared, the young man and his master immediately stood on the spot, unable to believe their eyes, and exclaimed in unison: "Silver-horned demon!"

Immediately, the old man's palm slammed on Xiao Hei's body, and there was a bang, and Xiao Hei's body was pushed back seven or eight feet, but that was all, and he did not suffer any real damage.

"Xiao Hei, kill that old thief." Zhou Xing ordered.

"Yes, Master." The Silver Horned Heavenly Demon agreed, and immediately slammed the old man like a cannonball, then swung its iron fist and launched a stormy attack on the old man.

The old man turned pale with fright, and hastily parried with all his strength. The two fought inextricably, and couldn't tell who was superior for a while.

"Impossible! How could you order the Silver Horned Heavenly Demon!" The young man was horrified, he still refused to believe the facts before his eyes.

Zhou Xing sneered, and said, "Aren't you greedy for my heaven-ranked skills? Forget it, let you die under the palm of Ji Mie."

"Master... Master, save me!" The young man was shocked, and hurriedly looked at the old man who was fighting fiercely with the Silver Horn Demon. The old man was already at a disadvantage, and kept dodging, and he couldn't protect himself.

Zhou Xing had only practiced the Nirvana Palm for a few days, and he only mastered some superficial aspects of this palm technique. However, the mid-level heaven-rank kung fu is so powerful that with his cultivation base, even the superficiality is enough to deal with a monk at the peak of the Nascent Soul up.

When Zhou Xing was running the exercises with all his strength, the young man had no choice but to save himself, so he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and took the initiative to attack Zhou Xing. Zhou Xing didn't pay attention to him at all, but just regarded him as a test product for the power of Nirvana Palm. So with a thought, two war puppets were released. The big stupid and the little confused now have the combat power equivalent to the middle-level Nascent Soul, and their self-healing ability is extremely strong. They immediately attacked the young man, beating each other in a hurry Unable to attack Zhou Xing again.

The first time Zhou Xing used the Nirvana Palm, it was not very smooth. It took five breaths of time just to move the kung fu, but the breath suddenly rose sharply, and there was a tendency to break through. The next moment, Zhou Xing made a mudra with one hand, and stretched the other palm naturally, gently pushing it towards the young man, his movements seemed extremely gentle.

The moment before Zhou Xing struck out his palm, the big fool and the little Mifu immediately retreated, and then the young man felt that the space he was in was imprisoned, and he could no longer move freely. While horrified,

Two big hands like hills slapped him one after the other, the speed seemed to be slow, and in the blink of an eye, the two giant hands slammed on the young man at the same time, like slapping mosquitoes.

puff! ...

The giant palm disappeared, the young man vomited blood, and a large cloud of blood mist erupted from his body. He fell from mid-air and couldn't move even after landing, his breath was extremely sluggish.

Zhou Xing frowned slightly. It seemed that he was not good enough in cultivation, so he didn't shoot him to death directly, but that's good!

When he grabbed it from the air, the young man's ring flew into his palm. With a sweep of his spiritual sense, there were a lot of good things, including more than ten million pieces of light and spirit pills. They probably came from road robbery. No wonder he dared to fight with himself. Ask the price, now you can pay back Zhai Xingchen's money in one go, and he never does anything that doesn't pay back the money. Then, he took out the Evil Spirit Pagoda, sacrificed it in the air, pinched the magic formula and shouted: "Suppress!"

With an order, the evil spirit pagoda swelled against the wind, and then flew to the top of the defenseless young man, smashed down, covered him in it, and then shrunk rapidly, flew back to Zhou Xing's hands, and was released by Zhou Xing again. Go back to Haina Ring. In this way, the evil spirit pagoda will slowly absorb the youth, which can be regarded as replenishing energy for it.

He killed one easily and got another ring full of dry goods. Zhou Xing was in a good mood, so he looked at the old man and the silver-horned demon. He is not in a hurry to intervene, but wants to see what methods the monks in the real world have when fighting against the silver-horned demon, so that he can know himself and the enemy.

After some observation, Zhou Xing found that if he was fighting alone, the old man was no match for the Silver Horned Heavenly Demon with his basic level of cultivation in the Realm Realm, and he could barely resist. It can cause substantial damage to the Silver Horn Demon, but the fists and feet of the Silver Horn Demon can blast away the protective energy of the real person. Over time, the real person's combat power will only become weaker and weaker.

"My dear friend, I offended you. You killed my only apprentice. Now the two are settled. Please take back the demon. I swear, I will never provoke you again!" The old man said while beating, completely gone. Condescending and tough.

Zhou Xing sneered, noncommittal.

The old man said again: "I am also a patriarch, one of the forces in the ancient battlefield. If you agree to reconcile, I will give you a great treasure! You are also a human monk, why should we kill each other, and let the demons be proud!"

Zhou Xing laughed angrily and said, "You are the only one who can tell the right and the wrong. When you were about to kill me just now, why didn't you think it was killing each other, why didn't you think that you were making the demon proud?"

"This... this..." The old man was so angry that his face turned red and he was speechless.

Zhou Xing saw it almost, and said: "Xiao Hei, kill this old thief quickly, his heart belongs to you!"

Hearing this, the silver-horned demon's pupils became even more blood-red. He likes to eat human hearts. Zhou Xing's promise gave him great stimulation, so his attacks became more rapid. became seriously injured.

"If you kill me, my Giant Sword Sect will never tolerate you!" The old man didn't give up, and if he couldn't be soft, he would come to be tough.

"What? You belong to the Giant Sword Sect?" Zhou Xing was taken aback.