Chapter 465: The Young Master of the Photo Studio (4)
The heart-protecting mirror shattered, Hu Buwei roared, and the black robe on his body suddenly emitted countless extremely fine and dim lights. The rays of light intertwined and piled up in front of the Beiming Sword.
With a loud 'swish' sound, the hilt of the Beiming Sword smashed the heart-protecting mirror, and the heavy sword continued to rotate forward half a circle. When the black robe glowed brightly, the tip of the sword turned around and chopped fiercely from top to bottom.
There was no flying sword light, no lingering divine light, and no fluctuation of magic power or strange sign of magical powers. There was just a flash of cold light, and the overlapping and dense dim lights were chopped into pieces by the sword.
The black robe shattered, revealing a set of black soft armor with fine scales that Hu Buwei was wearing next to his body.
Hu Haijiao suddenly jumped up and down and started to curse: "The old man is biased. I asked him for this set of 'Snake Dragon Soft Armor' at least a hundred times just to save my life... He said it was the owner's personal treasure and couldn't be given to others... I didn't expect that he gave it to you without saying anything!"
In the midst of his busy schedule, Hu Buwei took a look at his jealous third brother, and thought about beating him half to death so that he would have to lie in bed for at least half a year before he could get up.
'boom'!
The tip of the sword had already passed, and then the hilt hit the chest.
Hu Buwei took a deep breath, and activated the 'Xuanmo True Body' cultivated through the Wanjie Xuanmo Sutra with all his strength. His body was covered with angular muscles covered with a layer of fine black scales. The soft armor of the Viper Dragon glowed brightly, and a strange dragon head the size of a fist emerged from the soft armor and screamed at the hilt of the Beiming Sword that was flying towards him.
The hilt of the sword fell off.
The dragon head's shadow was shattered, and then the hilt of the sword hit Hu Buwei's chest heavily. The soft armor of the snake dragon made a shrill whine, and the soft armor sank. Layers of dense restrictions were activated, layer by layer to withstand and offset the terrifying force from the hilt.
In the end, only about 20% of the force actually hit Hu Buwei's chest.
Hu Buwei's face turned pale as he took the collision head on. He stepped lightly on the edge of the fish-watching platform with his feet, and there was a 'puff' sound. Within a hundred feet radius under his feet, large areas of reefs on the lakeside that were covered with countless defensive barriers collapsed together. When the lake breeze blew, the stone powder flew silently into the water mist and disappeared without a trace.
“There’s a little trick!”
Lu Yu muttered in a low voice, his body shook, and a series of dragon roars, some high-pitched, some clear, some violent, and some crazy, came out of his body. The Nine Dragon Armor turned into nine balls of light and shadows and rushed out of his body. They circled around his body wildly, bringing up a large amount of sea wave-like mysterious light. Then the light balls moved towards him, and a whole set of fully enclosed and hideous heavy armor was put on his body.
Lu Yi laughed wildly and took a step forward. The air suddenly exploded. The air within a thousand feet was shaken outward by his rapid charge. Not a trace of air existed within the thousand feet range, and it was transformed into an almost pure vacuum.
Hu Buwei looked up in horror, his body suddenly grew to about 13 or 14 feet tall. He raised his two thick arms covered with black scales and met Lu Yi's right palm that was about to hit him on the head.
In this palm strike, Lu Yi still did not use any magic power, just pure physical strength, the purest and most brutal physical strength. However, with the high speed brought by the previous charge, Lu Yi felt that the force of this palm strike was about 20,000?
He saw that Hu Buwei was practicing an extremely advanced and mysterious physical training method. Coupled with his ultimate cultivation level at the pinnacle of the Void, this guy's physical strength should not be underestimated!
Hu Buwei felt the mighty force pressing down on him like the collapse of the sky. He did not dare to delay and mobilized all his magic power to perform the secret battle technique of Xuanmo's true body. His arms were like pillars supporting the sky. Due to the activation of qi and blood, his arms suddenly expanded to the size of an ordinary eight-immortal table!
Lu Yi's palms were engorged with blood, and the skin swelled almost to the point of being transparent. Through the thick blood vessels, one could see dark golden blood flowing rapidly in his palms.
The sound of blood flowing "gurgling" almost turned into thunder, and the blood quickly washed the blood vessel walls. At the branches of the blood vessels and the intertwined vein nodes, the plasma rolled and turned into tiny whirlpools, among which there were faint golden Buddha seals floating.
"Bang!"
Lu Yi's giant palm and Hu Buwei's two palms collided violently.
With a loud bang, the water surface of the Sword Washing Pond behind Hu Buwei suddenly sank within a radius of ten miles. Countless fish, shrimps, turtles, crabs and other aquatic creatures in the lake suddenly deflated, then suddenly expanded and exploded into balls of blood.
Hu Buwei groaned.
With the naked eye, one could see the muscles in his arms shaking violently like flowing water. Lu Yi's palm was a hundred or a thousand times heavier than a mountain. The secret fighting method that Hu Buwei displayed was broken by this palm. The mysterious magic power that filled his arms was shattered. A trace of magic power was forced to leave his arms and shrink back into his body.
Without the support of magic power, Hu Buwei's actual physical strength was only about 3,600 elephants.
To other monks, the physical strength of three thousand six hundred elephants was simply like that of a monster.
Even in the Barbarian King Palace of Yuan Lingtian, which is famous for its bloodline and body cultivation, there are only a few supreme elders who are at the half-step heavenly realm who can barely compete with Hu Buwei in terms of pure physical strength.
but……
Under Lu Yi's hands, this little bit of physical strength is like a seven or eight-year-old child facing a professional wrestler... Interesting!
There were continuous "crackling" sounds, and part of Lu Yi's palm power was offset, but a huge force still crushed down. All the joints of Hu Buwei's arms, from fingers to shoulders, were dislocated at the same time, and one joint after another was dislocated and dislocated. His two arms drooped limply and uncontrollably.
However, the mystery of the Wanjie Xuanmo Sutra should not be underestimated. As soon as Hu Buwei's arms dropped, his body shook violently. All the muscles in his body tensed and jumped, accompanied by loud sounds like the sound of a bowstring. All the dislocated and misplaced joints in his arms made a "crackling" sound and were forcibly reset.
Two arms covered with black scales brought up an evil wind, and three-inch long sharp nails like daggers suddenly emerged from the ten fingers. Hu Buwei roared and stabbed Lu Yi's chest and abdomen with his arms.
"Hey, quite interesting!" Lu Yi laughed, his palm almost slapped the long needle on Hu Buwei's head that was like a lightning rod. He turned his hands suddenly, and clapped his hands lightly, dislocating and dislocating Hu Buwei's arms.
Hu Buwei's body shook, and the muscles in his arms twitched. He forcibly reset all the joints of his arms and stabbed Lu Yi's body with even more strength.
Two "dong dong" sounds!
Hu Buwei's fingers hit Lu Yi's Nine Dragon Armor hard.
The three thick armor plates glowed with a layer of mysterious light like water waves. Hu Buwei let out a strange cry and watched his ten fingernails shattered one by one. The terrible recoil force came like countless large and small whirlpools that locked his palms and arms. Circles of rapidly entwined surging potential force came, and Hu Buwei's two arms twisted rapidly. His tendons and bones made cracking sounds at the same time, unable to bear the heavy burden.
"Who are you?"
Hu Buwei looked at Lu Yi in horror.
For so many years, he relied on the Xuanmo True Body cultivated from the Wanjie Xuanmo Sutra to withstand countless spells, countless magical powers, and countless magical weapons and flying swords, but he had never suffered a blow like this!
Unless he encounters those old ghosts who are at the half-step heavenly realm, other cultivators at the same realm cannot cause much harm to him.
The aura on Lu Yi's body was clearly still in the Dao Fruit Condensation Realm. Although there was a faint hint of Dao Fruit sublimation, illuminating the void, he definitely had not entered the realm of illuminating the void!
He was one realm lower than me, yet he completely crushed me in terms of physical strength!
What kind of monster is this?
Counting the hundreds of sects before Yuanlingtian... those that were all filled with pretty young ladies, not to mention the Wanhua Sect that used their beauty to hurt people, with their delicate bodies, he could make a thousand of them cry with just one punch, okay?
Among the other ninety-nine sects, including the Barbarian King Palace, Hu Buwei had never encountered anyone who could compete with him in physical strength!
Who is this person?
Which sect is secretly cultivating this peerless genius?
Or is it some shameless old bastard who has been hiding for tens of thousands of years and has just recently come out into the world?
Thirty thousand years ago, the cultivation world of Yuanlingtian was much more glorious and spectacular than it is now. In that era, if an old monster pretended to be dead and avoided the world, and lingered on to stir up trouble in the present era, it is really possible that he could completely crush himself in terms of physical strength!
For a strange technique like the Ten Thousand Tribulations Mysterious Demonic Scripture, if someone had suffered for another 20,000 or 30,000 years, his physical strength should have been much stronger than his own - if Hu Buwei lived another 20,000 or 30,000 years... No, even 2,000 or 3,000 years? If he had suffered for another 2,000 or 3,000 years, his physical strength should have been able to compete with Lu Yi according to his current annual increase in strength!
Hu Buwei's eyes were dark as he stared straight at Lu Yi.
Behind Lu Yi, the white scorpion, the black larvae, and Mi Xi all turned into residual images and merged into the void. Then, countless cold lights flashed and silently bombarded Lu Yi. There were also secret symbols, poisonous smoke, thunder, and even swaying ghosts and ghosts, rushing towards Lu Yi from all directions.
However, all the attacks were still dozens of feet away from Lu Yi before they were shattered .
Although the three Qingyou girls were unable to do anything to Hu Buwei due to their cultivation level, their flying swords were just enough to restrain the three studio executives.
The cold light shattered, the secret talisman disappeared, the poisonous flame, Yin thunder, Yin soldiers, evil spirits, etc. were all burned cleanly in the spin of the sword light. There was no need for the flying sword itself to cut. The pure yang energy released by the Three Yang Sword alone completely eliminated these evil means.
A muffled groan was heard, and Mi Xi emerged from the void, spitting blood, and sat down on the ground in an extremely embarrassed manner.
She was only at the Ning Dao Fruit realm, and was in the same realm as Qing You and the other two girls.
But in terms of the inheritance of skills, how could Mi Xi's foundation be compared with the three Qingyou girls who received the Supreme Saint Heavenly Buddhist Sword Initiation in the Buddhist Sound Hall? Not to mention, the Yiqi Sanyang Sword was specifically designed to break evil spells!
Just an encounter, but Mi Xi felt like her internal organs were burning, and her soul was burned by the pure yang energy. Her pretty face, as beautiful as a flower, was inexplicably covered with blisters, as if someone had splashed boiling water on her face. It was really scary!
