Chapter 443: Fighting Ziyin, Xu Taiping Fights with Molten Gold with Both Fists

"Bang!"

Xu Taiping responded to Du Ziyin by simply taking a step forward and then facing Du Ziyin with a thunder-like fist.

"You are courting death!"

Du Ziyin snorted coldly, then suddenly grasped the immortal weapon Molten Gold in his hand and stabbed Xu Taiping below with a sword.

"Boom!"

Amid the deafening sound of the explosion, hundreds of flying swords transformed from sword energy and flames, like raindrops, "fell" towards Xu Taiping below under the guidance of the long sword in Du Ziyin's hand.

"Boom!"

Facing this sword, Xu Taiping, who had already set up his fist, had his blood and energy surge again, and at the same time, his two arms also turned purple and gold in an instant.

That's right, he used his own blood and energy to temper these two arms to the Golden Essence Realm.

According to Fairy Lingyue's recollection, in the memory that Emperor Xuanhuang had tampered with for them using the Forget Worry Talisman, neither the "Rusty Lion" who finally reached the top nor the other cultivators who entered the Xuanhuang Tower had ever used the Blood Qi Body Tempering Technique.

In other words, Emperor Xuanhuang erased the memory related to the Blood Qi Body Tempering Technique from the minds of all cultivators except Xu Taiping.

According to Fairy Lingyue, this should also be regarded as a great gift from Emperor Xuanhuang to him.

Because after erasing this memory, no one knew that cultivators outside the tower could practice the Blood Qi Body Tempering Technique, and no one knew that the realm of Blood Qi Body Tempering could break through the Purple Gold Realm to reach the Immaculate Realm, and finally enter the next level of Blood Qi Body Tempering.

In this way, the Blood Qi Body Tempering Technique can become a killer of Xu Taiping.

"Bang!..."

After tempering his arms to the Golden Essence Realm, Xu Taiping punched the rain of swords.

Just like before, hundreds of fist shadows suddenly appeared at the moment of the fist, and then smashed into the rain of swords.

"Bang!——"

In the huge collision sound mixed with thunder, Xu Taiping smashed hundreds of sword shadows with one punch.

But even so, there were still dozens of sword shadows protecting Du Ziyin.

After being slightly shocked by Xu Taiping's punch, he once again stabbed at Xu Taiping with the remaining dozens of sword shadows.

The sword force did not decrease at all.

Seeing this scene, Dugu Qingxiao frowned and shook his head and said:

"With the help of the immortal soldier Molten Gold, the sword energy that Du Ziyin can mobilize is far higher than that of sword cultivators at the same level. No matter how strong the fist power of the Taiping Great Sage Fist is, the speed of the punch will never be faster than the speed of Du Ziyin's sword."

Not only him, most of the cultivators watching the battle at this moment thought so.

For example, Mu Yun and others from Guangling Pavilion of Jue Mingtian.

"It's too late for Xu Taiping to change his moves now. He will have to rely on his physical spirit to take Du Ziyin's sword."

When he saw Du Ziyin take Xu Taiping's punch and continue to stab Xu Taiping with his sword without losing any momentum, Mu Yun murmured with a worried look on his face.

"Boom!"

As soon as Mu Yun finished speaking, he heard a violent explosion in the spiritual mirror in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, Mu Yun, Ji Ye and Mu Yuchen's pupils all dilated.

In the spiritual mirror, just as Du Ziyin stabbed again with dozens of sword rains, Xu Taiping had already opened his fist again and punched Du Ziyin's sword.

"Bang!"

In the huge collision with the sound of metal and stone breaking, the sword shadow condensed by the flaming sword energy in front of Du Ziyin was completely smashed by Xu Taiping's punch.

This scene made Mu Yun and others look horrified.

Because under normal circumstances, when a warrior performs a killer move, it often takes time to accumulate punches and strength.

But at this moment, Xu Taiping's punch overturned the common sense in his heart and made the impossible thing become a reality.

"Zheng!"

At this time, a sword sound came from the spirit mirror, waking up the people watching the battle.

"It's not over yet!"

With a roar, everyone looked closely and saw that Du Ziyin in the spirit mirror suddenly poured all his true energy into the immortal sword molten gold.

"Boom!"

In just a moment, the sword energy like a blazing flame once again surged out from the immortal sword molten gold, wrapping Du Ziyin from top to bottom.

Immediately, Du Ziyin, who was wrapped in the flaming sword energy, roared out a word with a ferocious face-"die!"

"Roar!..."

At the moment when the word "die" came out, accompanied by a whistling sound, Du Ziyin and the Molten Gold Flying Sword in his hand merged into one, and finally turned into a giant tiger condensed by the flaming sword energy, swallowing Xu Taiping in one gulp.

"Bang!"

But in just a blink of an eye, the flaming giant tiger that had just swallowed Xu Taiping exploded and opened its mouth, leaving only Du Ziyin pushing the Molten Gold Immortal Sword through the air with his palm and stabbing Xu Taiping.

Facing Du Ziyin who sacrificed the Molten Gold Immortal Sword, Xu Taiping did not dodge or evade, but directly smashed over with a Great Sage Fist.

"Flesh body against immortal soldiers? Is Xu Taiping crazy?"

Seeing this scene, Mu Yuchen could no longer remain calm and stood up.

But the next moment she stood up, there was a loud "bang" and Xu Taiping used his fist to smash the Molten Gold Immortal Sword away.

"How is it possible? Could it be that Xu Taiping's fist is harder than the immortal weapon?"

Mu Yuchen was stunned.

"Zheng!"

As another sword sounded, Du Ziyin in the spirit mirror seemed to be a little unconvinced, and forcibly stabilized the Molten Gold Immortal Sword, and once again pushed the flying sword with his palm through the air, and then said sternly:

"I want to see how long your fists can last!"

In his opinion, Xu Taiping was just trying too hard to block his flying sword with his fist, and he couldn't hold on for long.

"Swoosh!"

While speaking, the molten gold fairy sword pushed out by Du Ziyin through the air, like a straight line of fire, stabbed at Xu Taiping again.

And this time, Xu Taiping also punched to meet the sword.

The difference was that at the moment he punched, his fists, which were originally golden, suddenly turned purple-gold.

This was the highest realm of the first stage of the blood-qi body-tempering technique, the purple-gold realm.

"Bang!——"

Accompanied by another loud noise, Xu Taiping's fist once again smashed the molten gold flying sword away.

"Crack!"

The next moment, a crack appeared on the sword body of the molten gold flying sword that was smashed away.