Chapter 1169: Xuanhuang Tusheng Thirteenth Style

.A gentle middle-aged man, like a literati in the world, should have no power to catch a chicken, but now this literati is not elegant at all, but like a fierce god.
I saw his aura like a rainbow, his savage aura soaring into the sky, it was almost like an ancient fierce demon descending to the world, the black and yellow aura swept across the sky and the earth, showing a terrifying combat power that made people palpitating.
The great arts of the ancient fierce line, as long as the cultivation is successful, the entire human body will have a killing air that will change the color of the world and the people. This line is a fierce person born for killing.
"The first trick!"
As soon as the middle-aged man pointed it out, a group of divine light emerged from his fingertips, like a divine sun with two colors of black and yellow, instantly becoming bigger and rushing towards the old tortoise on the opposite side. He wanted to kill the old tortoise with ten moves.
"Rumble..."
Just as the real divine sun was moving, the entire void shook, and the void cracks centered on the mysterious yellow divine light, spreading in all directions, this is a terrifying force that tears the sky and the earth!
Gu Fei and the others saw this scene in the distance, and they couldn't help but shake their hearts. They were very worried for Laogui. You know, this descendant of the fierce people through the ages is likely to be a half-saint!
The old turtle only recovered to the peak and powerful cultivation base and strength. In this way, he seems to have no chance of winning at a half-sage, unless he uses the seal of the Emperor.
"Great Dragon Hand!"
The old tortoise did not flinch. He yelled and played the dragon's great skill. A purple dragon claw rushed out of his hand, and a terrifying energy wave appeared. The purple dragon claw quickly grew bigger, and the old tortoise body The entire void in front was blocked, and he directly grabbed the mysterious yellow light that resembled the rushing sun.
This is simply Shenlong grabbing beads, this scene is really amazing, even Gu Fei and the others are dumbfounded.
The power of the true dragon was surging. The purple dragon claw shattered the void and wiped out everything. It directly grabbed the black and yellow divine light in the claws, and then wanted to burst the divine light.
However, the group of Xuanhuang Divine Light exploded on its own before the old turtle could exert its strength.
"boom!"
A strong light flashed, illuminating the entire dim world in an instant, and then there was a loud noise, and the purple dragon claw that the old turtle transformed into suddenly collapsed.
"hateful!"
The power of Xuanhuang broke out, causing Laogui to receive a lot of impact, and he flew upside down.
"Second trick!"
The middle-aged scribe stepped in the void, every step he stepped out, there were Dao patterns intertwined with black and yellow essence appeared under his feet, he chased directly, and directly slapped the old tortoise that was still flying backwards. Out.
"bump!"
The void collapsed directly under the palm of the middle-aged scribe, and collapsed, with extreme palm strength, crushing the void of heaven and earth, forming a terrifying force that destroys the sky and the earth, and rushed towards the old turtle.
He was suppressed by the opponent as soon as he shot, which made the old tortoise furious, and the opponent was still calculating how many moves, it simply didn't put himself in the eye!
"Unreasonable, if you can really kill me with ten strokes, I don't deserve to be the son of the emperor!" The old tortoise roared, and then he stepped on the dragon step and rose into the sky. The opponent's disdain for himself inspired him. Endless fighting spirit.
If he is really beheaded by the opponent within ten strokes, the face of the dragon will be shameless by himself. The Emperor, who has been missing for endless years, knows that his son was killed by ten strokes. Vomiting blood.
The middle-aged man’s palm power enveloped the world, and the town sealed the void of the world. If the general power is absolutely inevitable, it can only be hard to shake with this fierce descendant of the ages, but the old turtle is not a general big can.
The Dragon God step is a great technique of the dragon clan, a footwork created by the Emperor Taihuang. Every time the old turtle takes a step, a rhyme appears under his feet.
He actually rushed out under the palm of the middle-aged scribe.
"Dragon Killing Technique?"
When the middle-aged scribe saw this, he was also a little surprised. His second move was actually avoided by the old tortoise, and he retracted the palm of his slap.
"Xuanhuang Tusheng thirteen styles!"
The middle-aged man was yelling, his hands evolved a great technique of life and death, a terrifying force came out of his hands, Dao Yun was flowing, and he attracted the power of Dao.
"Huh!"
The middle-aged scribe stroked the void with one hand, and an extinct divine light immediately rushed out of his hand, and instantly strangled Laogui in front of him.
The old turtle stepped on the step of the dragon god, as if he was incarnate as a dragon without heaven, soaring in the nine days, at the moment when the extinction light strangled the body, he rushed out dangerously and dangerously.
"Ok?"
The middle-aged man couldn't help changing his color. The old tortoise's footwork was so magical that even the Xuanhuang Slaughter Sacred Art could be avoided. This was the first time he encountered such a thing.
The Xuanhuang Tusheng Thirteenth Style is a thirteen killing technique created by Xuan Huang, a murderous man of the ages, and a non-major technique created entirely for killing.
The middle-aged scribes got the inheritance of Xuanhuang, and they have been invincible since they completed the Xuanhuang Tusheng thirteen style. As long as these thirteen killing techniques are used, they can kill opponents stronger than themselves in an instant.
It was precisely because of this that he dared to say that he would kill the old tortoise within ten strokes, but now it seems that he underestimated the old tortoise. You know, the old tortoise is the son of the emperor.
Wu Tai Huang is a person who has shocked an era of Wu Tai. He was able to compete with the eternal great evil Xuan Huang before he had yet to prove the Infinite Dao Dao.
The dragon clan's great art he created is the embodiment of the great dao. When it is unfolded, the rhyme of the dao emerges, which can attract a trace of the power of the great dao. This is the technique of the great sage.
The great arts created by the saints have imprinted the avenues realized by the saints. This is the sacred art of the avenues, and it is not comparable to ordinary magic techniques.
"I underestimated you, but what about it, within ten strokes, I can still kill you!"
The middle-aged scribe saw that the old tortoise was able to evade the sacred light of the lore, and couldn’t help but moved again. This time, what he played was not the sacred light of the lore, but a collection of endless mysterious light. Dao pattern.
Every Dao pattern is showing terrifying waves, as if every Dao pattern can shatter a piece of heaven and earth, terrifying to the extreme.
"Om!"
Dao patterns were trembling, and the void made a great sound of heaven. Numerous Dao patterns filled the sky and the void. The old tortoise was inevitable, and the old tortoises were trapped inside by a series of mysterious zodiacal patterns.
The Xuanhuang Dao patterns are intertwined, forming a formation, and a horrible aura that seems to be able to destroy the heavens and the earth comes out from the countless Dao patterns.
"this is……"
At this moment, the old tortoise is about to change color, the Xuanhuang Tusheng thirteenth style is indeed well-deserved, but it is the second style, and it can already attract a trace of power.
Countless black and yellow Dao patterns are being combined, and the middle-aged scribes want to use Dao patterns to attract the power of the heaven and the earth, to obliterate the old tortoise, and completely kill the old tortoise.
"This is the fourth trick, you have no chance!" The middle-aged man said coldly. He was in the endless Xuan Huang Dao pattern, and his body bloomed with Xuan Huang divine light, illuminating the whole world. He seemed to be true As if the incarnation has become a murderous man through the ages.
The middle-aged scribes are unmatched, and they can completely suppress the tortoise.
This scene was too shocking, the middle-aged scribe body revealed a wave of innocence, like the resurrection of a murderous man from the past, shocking nine days and ten places.
Gu Fei and the others were completely shocked and dumbfounded.
"You're too happy too soon!" Laogui said coldly. He could sense that a great power was condensing. This guy was really good, but at this level, he couldn't kill himself.
"Hmph! If you have mastered all kinds of dragon clan innocence skills, you will also be killed by the Xuanhuang Daowen." The middle-aged scribe was very confident, the Xuanhuang Tusheng thirteen style appeared, no disadvantage, invincible.
In fact, the middle-aged scribes also admired Laogui very much, and he was able to show him the second form of the Xuanhuang Tusheng Thirteenth Form. This was the first time he had encountered since his debut.
All the opponents he encountered before, even those more powerful than him, died under the Xuanhuang Tusheng first style. No one has ever allowed him to perform the second style. Laogui is the first one. .
Every Xuan Huang Dao pattern is branded in the void, blooming endless divine brilliance, motivating the power of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and a terrifying force of killing the world is emerging.
This strength is enough to slay Half-Holy.
In the distance, Gu Fei and others sweated coldly for the old tortoise, staring at the battle ahead nervously. The old tortoise was in a weak position, and everyone could see this.
Who can suppress the peak power demon emperor, isn't it a half-holy?
You must know that the peak power is invincible at the same level, and only those who have broken through the realm of power and have taken the step of sanctification can overcome the peak power.
The dense, void-filled Xuan Zodiac pattern gradually suppressed the old tortoise, and the force of killing the world was like a blade, almost piercing the old tortoise's body.
"If you are ruthless, my old tortoise is going to die hard!"
Although the old turtle stepped on the dragon step, it is no longer possible to use this footwork to rush out of the large formation formed by the mysterious zodiac pattern, because the mysterious zodiac pattern is everywhere and has completely sealed a world. Void.
"Roar!"
The old tortoise looked up to the sky and roared, his body was full of demon power, and the purple energy rushing out of him was 30,000 li, the whole world shook under his roar, and even the black clouds on the horizon were dispersed.
"Ahhhhh..."
Amidst the roar, the old turtle's clothes were torn, and dragon scales emerged from his skin. Soon, purple dragon scales covered his whole body, and two dragon horns grew from his forehead. Out.
"bump!"
The back of a turtle burst the clothes behind the old turtle and exposed.
"boom!"
The endless demon light rushed out of the old turtle's body, the sky and the earth trembled, and among the demon light, a huge monster appeared in front of everyone.
"this is……"
All the people who saw this scene were shocked to the point where it could not be added. This old tortoise was really desperate, and he turned out to be his true form.