Chapter 1035 Suppression
The heavy rain is like a bead curtain, hanging between the sky and the earth, forming a continuous piece.
Ou Yangming glanced at King Kong freely, and said softly: "No, I want to see, I don't want to give the fire of the phoenix and the power of devouring, who can take it away?" The voice sounded calm, but the words The content revealed in it is as thick as a mountain, and it seems to be able to smash the earth out of a deep hole.
It is not the words that are heavy, but the person who speaks. Because he is a venerable, a venerable who has survived the nine catastrophes.
He is Ouyang Ming, who possesses the power of a dragon and a phoenix, and his word can be the law of the world.
Xiaohong chirped non-stop, and flicked her wings in the air.
In an instant, the bead curtain formed by raindrops within a radius of ten feet was peeled off inch by inch, turning into white mist.
It let out a haughty cry, and exclaimed: "Yes, this is my clansman! He is extremely proud, his head will never be lowered, even standing in front of a cliff, he is still full of pride, not afraid of the sky and the earth!"
Listening to the voice, the centrifugal gaze ignored the space, and instantly locked onto Xiaohong. Thinking of something, he licked his lips heavily.
As for Ouyang Ming, although he has a strong aura, he is just a newly promoted venerable, and deep in his heart, he is not too cautious.
As soon as the thought sinks, the energy is round and consistent, the momentum is attracted but not released, hidden deep in the flesh and blood, and the control of every muscle is meticulous, so that no feather can be added, and a fly cannot fall. It is conceivable that once this hidden power erupts, it will be earth-shattering and shocking.
At the same time, he raised his footsteps forward, like a kunpeng rushing for food, and flew straight at Ouyangming. The center of gravity sinks and falls, elusive. There was a circle of blood on the fist, and the punch was punched out, but the air around the fist did not even ripple or fluctuate.
This punch seemed ordinary, but its strength was as surging as the sea.
At the peak of the Venerable, every attack can be said to be done according to one's heart, whether it is round or square, curved or straight, it all depends on one thought. And it contains the power of heaven and earth, and removes its complexity. But the more so, the greater the power hidden in the fist, the more dangerous it is. One careless move, you will be attacked continuously like raging waves.
Although Ouyang Ming had shown disdain before, it was just a tactic to attack the heart.
The movement of the hand is extremely fast, and I dare not push it too much. The center of gravity swayed in the body like quicksilver, and the shelf was pulled open, posing a Tai Chi defensive posture of four or two strokes.
"Pa..." Ouyang Ming took half a step back, his wrist swam like a water snake, and he transported his strength to his palm, leaving an aftertaste.
But with a single cry of life and death, there are countless fierce battles, how rich is the combat experience?
Turning into a tangle, it moved up along his arm. When the two saw each other's moves, they didn't have too much majesty and grandeur, and the moves were simple.
It seems that the person fighting in the sky is not the venerable standing at the top of the pyramid, but an ordinary warrior.
If you want to talk about the truth in this world, if you sum it up, you can't escape the eight words of returning to the basics and returning to the truth, and the avenue to simplicity. And these two top masters in the spiritual world have obviously understood the mystery, the moves are simple, but they have hidden murderous intentions.
Goshawk looked at the two figures fighting fiercely in the sky, and said softly: "King Kong, why, the battle between the master and the venerable is not exciting at all?" Already a master, but still far from the realm where the two of them are.
"King Kong?" Seeing that the mountain-like spirit beast didn't answer, Goshawk muttered again.
After a full ten breaths, Jin regained his composure just now, his eyes were full of horror, he shook off the rainwater on his body, and replied: "The master is still testing...but the power in it!" It paused, With a look of horror, the flesh on his face trembled slightly.
Rhubarb and Goshawk looked together in vain and landed on King Kong, waiting for what to say next.
"Even if I mobilize the power of my blood, I can't stop ten moves..." he said.
Rhubarb and Goshawk exchanged glances, and their minds roared. This was just a test, if they broke out with all their strength, how strong would they be?
Moreover, the three beasts have been together for a long time, and they know exactly what level the Doraemon's strength has reached. The more they think about it, the more chilling they feel. Even Xiao Hong's eyes were full of incredible colors.
In the sky, Ouyang Ming slid back sideways, and his body flashed like a teleportation.
The right hand turned into a fist, turned into a palm knife, and slashed at the back of the centrifugal force. When using it, the left elbow bumped outwards. This timing was very well grasped, it was the time for the centrifugal force to adjust the Qi movement, so as to attack him by surprise.
The more the centrifuge hit, the more frightened he became, and he thought to himself, this kid can't be treated with common sense. The control of the rhythm of the battle and the timing of the cut-in are all meticulous and unspeakable. Be able to beat the strong, crush them with an overbearing attitude, and avoid long nights and dreams. Thinking about it this way, the spiritual power in Danhu Lake boiled and transported to the whole body, a bloody line lit up instantly, twisted the body at an unbelievable angle, turned the body, and swiped the right hand outward with lightning speed.
He swept Ouyang Ming's palm knife away, and his left hand fell down along his body, just blocking the elbow blow.
"Boom..." Qi machines collided before the spiritual power, and the sublime sound of bells and drums echoed in all directions between heaven and earth.
The raindrops within a hundred feet of the two of them hung in the air like this, and finally exploded.
It turned into white mist, sweeping in all directions. Where the air wave passed, the ground sank rapidly, and the creatures within the range couldn't even scream, and instantly collapsed.
From a distance, it looks like a balloon filled with mist exploded in vain, completely extinction of all life.
This is the combat power at the peak of the spirit world, and once it erupts, it will be earth-shattering.
Goshawk took a deep breath and tremblingly said: "This is just a collision of air machines?"
"Yeah, it was just a trial before, and the real battle is only now beginning." King Kong replied, while speaking, he looked at the sky without blinking.
Da Huang pursed his lips, and sighed inwardly, alas, the distance from Xiao Mingzi is getting farther and farther, do I really have a chance to catch up? At this moment, his heart was filled with deep bewilderment.
The energy mechanisms in the two of them had long been deeply entwined, colliding in the rain.
At this time, if they want to forcibly withdraw, they will pay an extremely heavy price, so they can only continue to fight in this square inch, and they don't want to withdraw, and there is only one battle.
My generation of monks, why are you afraid of a battle?
In a flash, Ouyang Ming's eyes flashed fiercely, and he bumped his shoulder towards Centrifuge, and Centrifuge just punched Ouyang Ming's forehead.
Centrifuge once carried the tide of the East China Sea with the strength of the venerable, and he was still able to stand still and unscathed. But under the impact, his body slid backwards and flew thirty or forty feet backwards.
Ouyang Ming also felt uncomfortable. He was hit on the forehead and between the eyebrows by a punch, and his feet stepped on the void, crossing each other. He still maintained the posture of walking against the wind, and the distance he retreated was roughly the same as that of centrifugal force.
The two jets entangled more deeply and rushed forward again.
Ou Yangming visualized the sea tide in the spiritual world, and the wind of the fist was cold and majestic, carrying the momentum of the Yellow River crashing into the sea, and one punch was heavier than the other.
Like a turbulent wave hitting the shore, the more the hit, the harder the hit, and the more urgent the hit.
But the centrifuge is not afraid, the fist wind is like rain, connected into one piece, rolling in.
The word "roll" is used because his fist style is really continuous.
"Boom..." There was another thunderous roar, which was deafening and resounded through the heavens and the earth.
The fist winds collided with each other in the sky, and the terrifying momentum pressed down.
The strong winds intersected, and there was a sense of stalemate.
Ou Yangming visualized the meaning of the tide, his fist style emphasizes that the more he hits, the stronger he is, and his invincible momentum is stacked, the higher he rushes, the more he rushes stronger, until finally, he can break through the sky and see the blue sky.
But centrifugation pays attention to the word "roll", which is lingering like rain, full of changes, and has countless changes.
For a while, the fight was really evenly matched.
But after ten breaths, the centrifuge's "roll" formula pales in comparison. Because, Ouyang Ming's punch is focused on meaning, and he pays attention to the meaning of stacking. This point is similar to that of Daxue Beng. And Centrifuge's heavy punch is intended to roll and change, but when encountering Ouyang Ming's unreasonable move that will drop ten times with one force, even if he tries his best, he can't perform it, and gradually there are signs of collapse.
After three breaths, Fist Wind collapsed.
Will Ouyang Ming let go of this opportunity? of course not!
I saw his body swelled up like a rubber ball, he chased to the side of centrifugal, and punched out.
Centrifuge yelled inwardly that it was not good, and his reaction was extremely fast. He raised both hands at the same time, and blocked this extremely tricky punch.
When Ou Yangming's punch was blocked, not only was he not discouraged, but his eyes were even more radiant. In the previous confrontation, he had suppressed his centrifugal momentum, and now is the best time to attack.
Taking advantage of the momentum to rebound, he turned around and drew a stunning circular arc. With a slip of his steps, the second and third punches followed.
Centrifuge's face was not as casual as before, but became extremely dignified.
He has only met two opponents of this level in the spirit world, one is the Venerable Beast, and Ouyang Ming is the second. Boom both hands outward at the same time, and then swing from bottom to top, like a round windmill.
The two fists collided, and the powerful force directly shattered the centrifugal tiger's mouth.
Ou Yangming, who has been tempered many times on the edge of life and death, of course knows that once he has an advantage, he can overwhelm others with momentum, and he can't stop or rest. Punch after punch, fast and urgent, airtight, seamless, the air is constantly beating, and it is done in one go.
Every time a punch is dropped, it makes Xin feel unspeakable.
The more I fought, the more startled I became, especially the physical strength Ouyang Ming displayed had reached an unimaginable level.
After going through the nine heavenly tribulations and tempering the impurities in the meridians of blood and flesh by Tianlei, every cell of Ouyang Ming is extremely tough, with a faint sense of roundness that forms a world of its own. It can be said that in terms of physical strength alone, even a peak venerable, comparing with him is like comparing yellow sand with pearls. Therefore, when fighting against Centrifugal, he would choose to fight in close quarters, relying on this extremely strong physical strength.
"We can't go on like this anymore..." Lili thought to himself.
The blood in the eyes flashed, and the energy burst out. He raised his right hand and collided twice.
But at this moment, Ouyang Ming changed his move in vain, turning his fist into a palm. This time, the change was not only fast, but also ruthless. It was unexpected and reasonable, and it was impossible to guard against. Sometimes fighting is like this, false and real, unpredictable.
With five fingers together, like a long knife that can pierce the sky, it goes straight to the throat of centrifugal. ...
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