Chapter 1190: Just 1 silk!

Nanfengzu and Mu Qiubai, two people, one at the pinnacle of the fifth stage of the Holy Venerable, and one and a half steps from the fourth stage of the Holy Venerable, this is a very strong combat power!
　　 If the Shengwu Academy has a joint attack strategy, it will give Yimogu a strong boost!
　　 "If it were me, I wouldn't be able to face these three people from the Shengwu Academy! Even though Mu Qiubai and Nanfengzu are too far apart from me in the martial art realm, it is not a concern."
　　 "However, if I fight with Yi Mogu, Nan Fengzu and Mu Qiubai can become an overwhelming straw!"
　　 "Sui Qiangu just broke through the eighth-level realm of the Lord... but he has such confidence..."
　　 In Huangfu Taiji's heart, there were waves of calculations.
　　 However, Sui Qiangu seemed to think of something at this time: "If I remember correctly, there is another dean named Dugupo, but unfortunately he didn't come."
　　 "Actually, I really want to challenge the deans of the four of you Saint Martial Academy. Otherwise, how can I let your Saint Martial Academy know that the sky is so great!"
　　 "At the beginning, when Chu Feng abolished Sui Yang, I used the Thousand Mile Image Symbol to stop Yi Mogu, but Yi Mogu didn't care about this king's opinion at all!"
　　 In the voice of the Sui Dynasty, each sentence was full of strength, exuding a strong breath, and even caused the surrounding space to be distorted.
　　 "Yimogu, you also agreed to the challenge rules in advance! Now that the ages challenge you, the three of you must fight! What's more, you have an advantage in numbers! Why not do it!"
　　 Huangfu Tai Chi said loudly, and between words, he has already asked him to fight.
　　 Yi Mogu nodded and said, "Okay. We will fight."
　　 In an instant, Yimogu, Nanfengzu, and Mu Qiubai flew out and stood in the hall.
　　 In the next moment, a shield of truth that reached the peak of the nine-fold peak of the Lord, protected and held the center of the entire hall.
　　 In this way, no matter how Sui Qiangu and others fought, it would not escape any true power, nor would it affect others.
　　 "We are three people, you are one person, you should do it first!"
　　 Yi Mogu said.
　　 Sui Qiangu nodded and said, "Okay, I hope you don't regret it."
　　 After saying this, Sui Qiangu stretched out his fist.
　　 "Strong punch!"
　　 Sui Qiangu spit out two words.
　　 The voice fell off.
　　 A fist phantom, galloping out.
　　 carries a turbulent breath, as if it can fluctuate the void, vigorously and hard.
　　 "Tianfeng Fist!"
　　 Yi Mogu did it all by himself.
　　 This will also give Mogu's voice to Mu Qiubai and Nanfengzu.
　　If the three of them really make a shot together, it is indeed harmful to the reputation of the Saint Martial Academy.
　　 Yi Mogu’s Tianfeng Fist was born out of Tianfeng Jue!
　　 Today's Yi Mogu has thoroughly deduced the Tianfeng Jue to the true state of Dzogchen.
　　 This fist galloped out, and it was already his peak power.
　　 He had to do his best.
　　 Because Yi Mogu can feel the pressure of Sui Qiangu's punch!
　　 is at least comparable to the ninth realm of the Lord!
At the moment when these two shadows of fist appeared, many families and sects at the scene of the people with lower cultivation level even felt a rush of confusion in front of them, even a little black, as if that powerful breath caused their blood pressure to rise extremely. High, can't be self.
　　 blink of an eye.
　　 The two punches have collided together.
　　 The moment the two punches collided, suddenly, the entire space inside the true power shield was distorted in confusion, and the warrior with a low level of cultivation could no longer see the situation inside.
　　Even, they all felt a violent squeeze of blood pressure.
　　 That kind of feeling, even a little desperate.
　　 As if they were at the center of this battle, as if they were dead.
　　 half a second.
　　 For them, it seems that half a century has passed.
　　 The Zhenli shield shook for a while, as if it was about to break.
　　 Huangfu Taiji was shocked when he saw this scene.
　　 This true power shield is claimed to be the highest level of the Ninth Stage of the Sovereign, and it has a continuous supply of spirit stones to maintain its strength.
　　 It can be said that this formation can last for a full quarter of an hour without any shattering if it responds to an attack from a warrior at the peak of the Ninth Stage of the Sovereign!
What is the concept of 　　 a quarter of an hour?
　　Any master match, in fact, within one or two breaths, the winner can be decided.
　　Any master, the most pinnacle power, can only make one or two moves, and the time will last only a few seconds!
　　 There are almost no exceptions!
　　In other words, this true power shield is almost undefeated in the face of the peak martial artist of the Ninth Stage of the Lord! It is a tortoise shell that cannot be broken at all! Protective armor!
　　 This is also one of the trust and heritage of the royal family of the Northern Xinjiang Dynasty!
　　 Finally, the Zenith shield stopped shaking.
Everyone can see the situation inside 　　 clearly.
　　 The Sui Dynasty stayed there forever.
　　 Yi Mogu has retreated to the edge of the Zenith shield.
　　 Even Nanfengzu and Mu Qiubai, who have not taken a shot, have retreated to the edge of the Zhenli shield.
　　 Among them, Yi Mogu's face flushed and his breath was disturbed.
　　In this confrontation, it is obvious that Yimogu is at a disadvantage!
　　 And he is the late eighth stage of the Holy Lord!
　　 Huangfu Tai Chi's face was also slightly shaken.
　　 Yi Mogu was unable to speak for a long time.
　　 Because, only he himself knew, he was holding back a bite of blood at this time!
　　 Just now this blow, I suffered a lot!
　　 "Well? Unexpectedly, you can actually block this king's move! This is simply an insult to this king's strength!"
　　 "This king, in the Youluo Grand Realm, can be considered to have gained some benefits. Therefore, now it has broken through the third level one after another and reached the eighth level of the Holy Lord.
"In the Great Realm of Youluo, this king also got the secret of inheritance, Youluo's Secret Technique! He is not talented, and he is still very talented. He has already practiced and reached the stage of Xiaocheng~EbookFREE.me~ Now, Youluo Heavy Fist Please taste the three of you together!"
　　 Say it.
　　 Sui Qiangu punched again.
　　 This punch, and the other punch, at first glance, there is no difference at all.
　　 However, looking closely at the past, one can clearly find that this punch, with every move forward, is tearing the space apart, triggering a burst of space turbulence.
　　 And, the speed is fast to the extreme!
　　 In a blink of an eye, it was already mixed with the power of overturning the mountains and the sea, and it hit Yi Mogu and the others.
　　 "Holy warriors strike together!"
　　Yi Mogu and the others all changed their faces.
　　Because they all felt a threat, a powerful threat.
　　 The three of them threw a punch at the same time.
　　 Three punches, then merged into one punch, a perfect combination! Soaring strength!
　　 The moment he felt this power, Huangfu Taiji's expression was also uncertain.
　　 This power is enough to threaten him.
　　 boom!
　　 The two punches fought together again.
　　 The protective shield of true power comparable to the peak of the ninth-level realm of the saint, with a click, cracked a fine line.
　　 Then, a breath suddenly came out.
　　 That breath, while bursting out, fell directly on the body of the royal elder Huangfu Liuyang!