Chapter 1497 Violent Beating
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"Your arrogance makes me want to kill."
The ghost king's cold voice came out, and a big hand suddenly appeared in the sky and struck down violently.
There are countless green formations in the big palm, densely packed, sending out waves in circles, layer upon layer, and keep pushing away.
"You can only blame yourself for being useless"
Long Qianmiao yelled, and suddenly threw the iron rod in his hand on the ground, shaking the reincarnation wheel, and a vast dragon power rushed from him.
The cyan dragon aura hovered up from him, turning everything it passed into a demon, his smooth skin was covered with scales, glistening, his forehead bulged left and right, like bamboo shoots breaking through the ground, giving birth to two green jade-like dragons. The dragon's horn, the aura is compelling.
His hands also turned into dragon claws, the rays of light were scorching, his five fingers were as sharp as blades, and a dragon tail grew out behind him, wrapped around his waist.
The whole person completely turned into a half-demon human-dragon form, and under the roar, the dragon screamed for nine days.
That mighty power was like a shocking thunder, rushing straight to the sky, and even condensed into the shape of a dragon, rushing towards the palm print with teeth and claws
"Boom"
The layers of waves under the big hand were washed away by the dragon shape, and the whole power was lost, and the palm of the hand was shaken back, constantly facing the sky.
"boom"
Within a few breaths, it exploded completely under Longwei, and disappeared without a trace.
There was only a faint dragon shadow left in the sky of the big turntable, as if passing through it, it gradually disappeared before everyone's eyes.
Such an astonishing blow, powerful and mighty, gives people a sense of infinite power.
Everyone was surprised and happy, with awe, fear, and worry, but more ecstasy. With Long Qianmiao around, they immediately felt a sense of security.
There was a hint of fear in Liu Feiyan's eyes. She had never transformed into a dragon before, so she was no longer his enemy. With the overwhelming power at this moment, it was even more difficult to have the heart to fight.
"What?"
The startled voice of the ghost king resounded in the sky, and a green light flashed somewhere in the sky, and his real body appeared with a face full of shock.
Long Qianmiao said coldly: "If you only have this strength, you will be ridiculous."
The ghost king was trembling with anger, and said coldly: "You are really strong, and with the blood of the real dragon, the power of reincarnation can't suppress you at all."
"cut"
Long Qianmiao sneered disdainfully: "You mean you've confessed?"
"snort"
The ghost king snorted coldly, and said fiercely: "The power of reincarnation can't suppress you, but it doesn't mean that this king can't do anything about you."
He started to make formulas with both hands, and the entire wheel of reincarnation turned quickly. The thirty-three skills around him were sensed, and at the same time, the seals in his hands changed, and green rays of light flew out, turning into runes in the air, and sticking them all on the ghost king's body. Then it disappeared in a flash and poured into his body.
"ha"
The Ghost King shouted loudly and opened his eyes
As soon as those green runes were sucked in, his body swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming more than half its size in an instant.
The surrounding air was shaken by the power of his body, and all of them exploded with "bang bang bang".
"You can transform a dragon, and this seat can also increase your strength."
The ghost king roared, and punched in the air, his whole body turned into a streamer, and flew down with the force of that punch.
"snort"
Long Qianmiao snorted heavily, his face was full of disdain, but he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy in his heart.
Under the drumming of Yuanli, the iron rod vibrated with a "bang", grabbed it in his hand, and hit the fist against the power
Numerous runes and halos of light surged from the iron rod, and all of them radiated out under the swing.
"Boom"
The two figures slammed into each other suddenly, arousing infinite power and scattered in all directions.
A piece of green air billowed in the sky, and Longwei roared below.
The two forces eroded each other and melted each other continuously. The whole big turntable vibrated, and the space swayed in a trance.
The two forces were at loggerheads, but under the whirling wheel of reincarnation, green energy kept pouring into the ghost king's body, and slowly the green energy gathered more and more, and began to gain the upper hand
Around Long Qianmiao was surrounded by circles of cyan halos. It was the power of Longwei, but it was consumed at an extremely fast speed, which made his complexion turn pale.
"Hmph, fighting with this king, even if you are a true spirit, you will die"
The ghost king sneered, his left hand also condensed into a fist shape, and struck down at the same time.
The two fists merged in the air, and the green air soared with a "bang".
Under the power of that mighty fist, his strength instantly increased several times, and he pressed down violently
"Boom"
Long Qianmiao finally couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly flew away.
The power of that punch hit the big turntable, shaking up countless runes, turning into slashes in the air, and flying away.
"bang bang bang"
Long Qianmiao swung the iron rod violently, smashing all the blows.
In a blink of an eye, the ghost king rushed forward, shuttled in one step, and appeared directly in front of Long Qianmiao, punching him straight.
"boom"
The air was directly blasted, and Long Qianmiao pushed up with iron rods in both hands, and spun in the air, forming a Tai Chi pattern.
The power of the fist turned suddenly in the Taiji diagram, and deviated to the side.
The Ghost King frowned, feeling that his strength was being guided instantly, and he made a deviation and slid past Long Qianmiao's body.
"snort"
He snorted coldly, turned his fist into a claw, and grabbed the opponent's dantian. At the same time, he punched with his left hand, and one space was immediately captured by the power of the fist and bombarded it.
Long Qianmiao was startled, the other party seemed to be superior to him after absorbing the power of the Thirty-Three Gong Cao.
His iron rod sank down, blocking in front of Dantian.
"boom"
The ghost king's sharp claws directly grabbed the iron rod, and then the wind blasted it down.
The two fought close to each other with extremely fast speed. Those who were not strong enough could only see afterimages, and some even only saw flashes of light, but they couldn't catch the shadows.
Under pressure, Long Qianmiao could only throw away the stick with both hands, draw a circle with both arms in front of his body, and likewise grasp the five fingers of his left hand, transforming into a dragon fist to meet him
On the power of the fist, there is a faint shadow of a dragon, the dragon fights in the wild, and the dragon roars to the sky
"Boom"
The strength of the fist surged between the two, shaking in all directions.
The faces of the martial artists in the distance changed drastically, and they kept retreating in shock from that kind of power, and they retreated straight to the periphery of the big turntable. Outside was a pitch-black endless space, and no one dared to go out.
"Um"
Long Qianmiao let out a muffled snort, and the opponent's punch directly broke his Longwei.
The blood in the body boiled instantly, and a phantom of a real dragon formed behind him, returning to the physical body again, suppressing the power of the fist.
As a result of this kind of forceful resistance, a mouthful of blood rushed up his throat and overflowed from the corner of his mouth, but he never took a step back
The ghost king also felt a force bounce back from his arm, which made his body tremble, but his brows melted away with a frown, and he said with a grinning smile: "You want to rely on the body of a half-dragon to resist? Childish."
He shouted loudly and took a step forward. A force struck out along his arm, like a wave pushing away, layer upon layer, each wave surpassing each other.
Long Qianmiao's face changed drastically, and he felt that his left fist began to shatter, even a half-dragon body couldn't stop the destructive force, the dragon scales on his arm burst open, and there was severe pain .
"drink"
With a loud roar, his face became ferocious, and a dragon's head appeared indistinctly. He suddenly made a fist with his right hand, and then slapped the iron rod.
"boom"
A weapon was swayed, and the rhythm of the mysterious weapon emanating from the iron rod resounded in the entire big turntable.
Everyone was shocked, looking at the iron rod, they were stunned, they didn't know what kind of mysterious weapon it was, it seemed so ordinary, but it had such spirituality.
Li Yunxiao's body shook, his pupils suddenly constricted, revealing a look of horror.
In his colorful magic pupils, he vaguely saw the sword inside the iron rod being activated, countless sword talismans poured out, and the sky filled with sword intent, which not only revolved around the two of them, but also began to condense in the air, turning into a sea of sword energy .
The ghost king trembled all over, and the left hand holding the iron rod trembled uncontrollably, as if he felt something terrifying.
"not good"
He suddenly yelled, punched out violently, shook the opponent away, immediately rose into the air, and retreated.
"Zheng"
A crisp sound of the sword rose up, echoing in everyone's ears, causing countless tinnitus, and seemed to be temporarily deaf.
Afterwards, a cold light flickered, piercing the eyes again, causing blindness for a moment, and in the hazy vision, it seemed to see a white line spreading across the sky.
Before the terrifying sword intent could be sensed by everyone, they saw a splash of blood first, and then the ghost king's scream came to everyone's ears.
"ah"
The ghost king's body flipped in the air, making a loud howl.
Then he fell down hard and hit the big turntable directly. There was a terrifying sword mark on his chest, which cut directly from his left shoulder to his right waist, and his whole body was almost torn apart.
Long Qianmiao's eyes narrowed, and he said coldly: "You have such a strong body, but can you still block my second sword?"
The sword in his hand shone brightly on the water, and the waves boiled and trembled, as if turning into a long river, with a dragon sneaking in.
"What kind of sword is this?"
Everyone was shocked and looked at each other in horror, seeing the fear in each other's eyes.
There was also a trace of fear in the ghost king's eyes, and he forced his body to retreat.
Li Yunxiao took a deep breath, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Although he had never seen that long sword before, the breath on it gave him a familiar feeling, but he couldn't believe it in his heart, so he didn't dare to confirm it.
Long Qianmiao stepped forward with his sword in hand, and said coldly: "If you can die under this sword, it is not in vain for you to come to Tianwu Realm."
After retreating for a few steps, the ghost king found that there was no way to retreat, so his face darkened immediately, and he said in a cold voice, "This king is careless. I thought that there are no rules of the ten directions under this sky. You are just ordinary, extraordinary and saintly." , but I never thought that there are people who have the power of a true spirit.”
Everyone was shocked, no one knows how strong the true spirit is, but it is the existence of the gods of the ten directions. Could it be said that Long Qianmiao already has the power of the gods?
Wei Qing also had a confused look on his face, and a complicated look in his eyes.
Duanmu Youyu praised: "With a comprehension beyond the peak of martial arts, plus tenth-order dragon blood, Long Qianmiao may already be the number one person in the world. Ghost King, it is not wrong for you to die at his hands."
"Hmph, are you not wronged?"
The ghost king said coldly: "You know, this big turntable of reincarnation only descends on the power of 60% of the body, and the power of the suppressed king can only be increased to 60%. Once this limit is exceeded, it will be eaten back by the body afterwards."