Chapter 892: Tipping Point
The first to attack was Zhang Buyi. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
is different from the contempt in the past, at this moment, Zhang Bushan is the strongest form in the Ten Regrets Fist, and the Ten Regrets are invincible.
I saw a circle of fists fluctuating slightly, like thunder, with a powerful aura that taught people remorse, and suddenly covered Tang Fengyue's four sides.
This is Zhang Buyi's ultimate style, showing his demeanor as a master of the king list.
The response was a shot of darkness.
Tang Fengyue's consciousness is so strong that he is afraid that no one can beat him except for the five masters in the world, so as soon as Zhang Bushan made a move, Tang Fengyue's gun was already shot.
Sonor!
The tip of the spear was pointed at the fist, which immediately caused a violent turmoil in the fist, and the power was reduced by more than sixty percent. Forty percent was left, and Tang Fengyue was knocked back by three or four steps.
"Tianxin shows the way!"
Cao Chun is cunning, but his grasp of the fighter is wonderful. Here, Tang Fengyue had just exhausted his old tricks, and a sharp finger almost pierced his temple.
In a moment, Tang Fengyue stepped a little, her body was like a phantom, she teleported to Cao Chun's side, swept the spear, and the magic light bloomed like a cloud of smoke.
"Good move. ”
The faint voice and cold murderous aura came from the most silent eighth master of the king list, the mountain pioneer Xue Ping.
Xue Ping's hand is very large, with five fingers extended, with wonderful energy, like an impermeable five-finger mountain, covering the sky and the sun, towards Tang Fengyue as a headcover.
Before the big hand approached, the mountain-opening power, which was strong enough to crush people into meat cakes, had already fallen on Tang Fengyue's body like Mount Tai, touching his muscles and bones, and making a rattling tooth sore sound.
This move is Tang Fengyue, and if he is replaced by another person with the same skill as him, he will be killed immediately.
However, Tang Fengyue just shook his body, and while his skin was bleeding, he finally bounced off the power of the mountain, and then with a spear stab, his body couldn't help vomiting blood and retreating in the impact of forty percent of the mountain pioneers.
"Brother Tang!"
Everything happened in the blink of an eye, but the picture of Tang Fengyue fighting against the three masters of the three kings list was forever engraved in Mu Yunzhi's heart, and she couldn't forget it.
It is the nature of women to love heroes, even the most cold and light Mu Yunzhi is no exception.
At this moment, Tang Fengyue, who was blood-stained in white and lonely, was that hero.
However, the opponent's attack was not over.
When the masters of the three kings made their own moves, forcing Tang Fengyue to be severely injured and barely blocked, a wisp of deadly golden thread suddenly appeared, bringing up a golden needle that made people desperate, and stabbed Tang Fengyue's heavenly spirit fiercely.
It was the golden needle of depression and disease.
The three masters of the king list are the killer against Tang Fengyue, and Yu Wuxian is the real executioner hidden in the shadows.
Although Yu Wuxi's skill is not as good as that of the master of the Wang Bang, his timing is more sophisticated than Cao Chun's, and the golden needle is issued, as if Tang Fengyue automatically came up.
Before the exclamation in Mu Yunzhi's mouth could be issued, Tang Fengyue's eyes flashed with a burst of colorful, kaleidoscope-like light, and a trace of psychedelic aura spread rapidly.
The eye of ecstasy, and it is the eye of ecstasy in the realm of perfection.
Since Tang Fengyue's spiritual power has risen greatly, this tantric mastery has reached the highest level. The pervasive psychedelic aura poured into the body of the four of them from all over the eyes and pores.
The four of them were numb at the same time, as if an electric current flashed, and their movements stiffened.
"Devil Breaker!"
With the blessing of the Absolute Maximal Law, the internal force continued to soar like a spring, until the blood vessels were about to burst, Tang Fengyue held the gun in both hands and slashed towards Cao Chun.
Of the four people present, Xue Ping had been injured before, so Cao Chun's skills were the strongest and brought him the greatest threat.
"Damn boy. ”
The paralysis was only for a moment, but it was still terrifying Cao Chun's old face, he had tried his best to defend against Tang Fengyue's spiritual attack, but he didn't expect the other party to have this kind of murderous move without seeing blood.
How many hole cards does this teenager have?
didn't have time to roar, Cao Chun pinched the middle two fingers of his hand, and pointed out with a Tianxin finger.
Pound!
The demon shattered in this finger at once.
But Cao Chun's smug smile had not yet dissipated, and an unusually powerful spiritual force overwhelmed him like a crazy tide.
Cao Chun's spiritual consciousness was forcibly pulled out of his body and into some absurd and fictional world.
"Not good!"
Cao Chun was shocked and horrified, inexplicably remembering the miserable end of the Hundred Killing Yama, but no matter how he attacked, it was difficult to shake the world.
In the end, the world finally shattered like glass, and the fragments wantonly cut through Cao Chun's mental consciousness, and he let out a frightened cry from his mouth.
With the effect of the Sixth Worry-Free Heart Sutra, Tang Fengyue's spiritual power had already recovered, and he didn't use the spiritual Dafa before, just for this moment.
Cao Chun's heart was cold because of fear, and he wanted to dodge or counterattack, but because his mental consciousness was hit hard, he couldn't concentrate in a short period of time.
And at this moment, Tang Fengyue had rushed towards Cao Chun.
"Boy, don't be presumptuous!"
Seeing this, Zhang Bushan swung his fist straight up, and his fist flashed, striking Tang Fengyue in mid-air.
Tang Fengyue didn't look at it, the white dragon spear in his hand trembled, and flew out automatically, demonstrating peerless marksmanship.
"The realm of the gun soul, you actually comprehended the realm of the gun soul!"
Zhang Buyi's eyes widened to the limit, and at this moment, in addition to killing Tang Fengyue's heart, there was boundless jealousy.
The white dragon spear was quickly knocked away by the Ten Regrets Fist, and Tang Fengyue herself was also hit hard, and a mouthful of blood mist sprayed out.
But his gun had been fired at the very moment before.
Laugh at!
The flying bloodshot was so vivid in the sunlight, but it made Zhang Bushan feel extremely cold.
It was Cao Chun's blood, the blood of the eyebrows.
The tenth master on the dignified king list, under the joint siege, was killed by a rising star who was only in his twenties!
What a terrible thing this is, if he hadn't experienced it himself, even if he had cut off his head, he would never have believed such an incomparably ridiculous story.
But right now, the truth is happening right under his nose.
This fact, which is almost fantastical, is like a giant hammer falling from the sky, shaking Zhang Buxi's body trembling, and his eyes become dull.
Also sluggish is Mu Wanzhi.
The boy rolled to the ground, his chest stained with blood, and he looked embarrassed, but it made her heart beat faster, and her eyes became brighter and brighter.
There had never been a man who could strike her heart and knock on her door about the love of men and women in such a way that he continued to create miracles.
Mu Yunzhi knew that what she was obsessed with was not Tang Fengyue's talent, but his confidence and fearlessness to move forward alone every time he was in a desperate situation and fought for his life.
As if nothing in this world could stop him.
Tang Fengyue stood up with difficulty, spit out a mouthful of blood, but her body exuded an unyielding fighting spirit.
Yu Wuxian rolled his wheelchair and sighed: "Brother Tang, you are really wonderful, even I can't bear to kill you." Today's battle is enough to make your name in the annals of history, but that's the end of it. ”
As soon as he signaled, Xue Ping immediately unleashed his mountain hand and killed Tang Fengyue without hesitation.
Just now, Xue Ping had a chance to stop Tang Fengyue from killing Cao Chun, but he was stopped by Yu Wuxi.
Cao Chun is not a good person, and being able to kill him with the help of Tang Fengyue is of course a good thing for Yu Wuxi. And Cao Chun, who is also one of the nine demon stars, can be regarded as a gift from Yu Wuxian to Tang Fengyue before killing him!
A touch of sword light, bringing up boundless splendor, falling from the sky.
Mu Yunzhi finally took out her sword at this moment and blocked a killing robbery for Tang Fengyue.
It's a pity that the sword was quickly shattered by Xue Ping's handprint, and he continued to press towards Tang Fengyue with undiminished momentum.
Bang!
At the critical moment, another palm shadow that was almost no weaker than the mountain opener struck from the side, and the figure rolled up, sending Tang Fengyue to a safe place.
"Tu Jiaojiao, what do you mean?"
Zhang Bushan finally came back to his senses and shouted.
Tu Jiaojiao smiled: "The slave family really can't get used to you bullying the small like this. is also a master of the king list, and this kind of behavior disgraces the slave family. ”
Zhang Bushan sneered: "I see that you see this kid and fall in love with him." ”
"So what?"
Zhang Bushan was jealous and angry, and hated this water-based poplar woman in his heart, so he broke off and quickly fought with Tu Jiaojiao.
Tang Fengyue suffered heavy injuries repeatedly, and the Breaking Illusion Spirit Dafa could no longer be used in the short term, and the fire of Nirvana had already been used up in the formation space, so at this moment, he really reached the point of exhaustion.
Glancing at Mu Yunzhi, who was entangled by Yu Wuzhi, Tang Fengyue's gaze fell on Xue Ping.
"Jade Dragon, you should be proud to have come this far. ”
Xue Ping had few words and even fewer expressions. But at this time, he showed an expression of admiration. The astonishing posture of the young man opposite, even he couldn't help but be deeply moved.
But the more this is the case, as a few masters of Qingfeng Inn, the more they feel that they should kill each other to get rid of future troubles.
Tang Fengyue was not nervous, not afraid, held the white dragon spear that was back in his hand, and suddenly stabbed at Xue Ping.
This gun trembles, where is any power, even if it kills an ordinary super master, it is enough to choke.
With a wave of Xue Ping's hand, Tang Fengyue fell out, and after trying his best to stand up, he used the same shot again.
Xue Ping suddenly felt a hint of pity.
This young man, who should be radiant, is now playing such ugly marksmanship, is he trying to express his unwillingness? Why bother?
Tang Fengyue came to the edge of fate.
Under the pressure of the crisis of life and death, his mind was blank, and he only knew to follow his instinct and keep stabbing out the white dragon spear. It seems that with such an action, something in the heart is slowly merging.
Perhaps it was death that stimulated his potential, and when the third shot was stabbed, Tang Fengyue knew.
It was the way of marksmanship that he had accumulated in the depths of his heart, integrating his character, knowledge, experience, and martial arts.
There is an offensive and defensible, the main and auxiliary, the unpredictable spirit spear road, and the domineering unparalleled, I do my own thing, and the emperor spear path that dominates the world.
A long time ago, Tang Fengyue began to comprehend the way of marksmanship, and this perception deepened every day with his continuous progress and turned into his own heritage.
When the foundation became deeper and deeper, and gradually reached the limit of his soul's endurance, the foundation turned into power, a kind of power that erupted and accumulated thickly.
This power needs to reach a certain critical point before it can be activated.
And the desperate situation at this moment, in the dark, allowed Tang Fengyue to reach this critical point in advance.