Chapter 838: The Ability of Three Cultivations

If you talk about force alone, the candidates who are qualified to win the top spot in this year's celestial martial arts show are Luo Feng, Qiu Shenxian and Yue Ding.

At this moment, Luo Fengdu's joint attack on the two competitors of the same level, the sword qi and palm strength that came from the stirring were all mellow and flawless, condensed like substance, and it was difficult to use his strength to fight like before.

But not only did he not look worried, but he was full of fighting spirit, and changed his previous attitude of lack of interest: "Since there are no flaws, then take the initiative to create flaws!"

I saw Luo Feng's hands open, his left palm brewed boundless calamity, tumbling and rolling, like a catastrophe, his right hand condensed the power of the six reincarnations, all spirits were born and destroyed, life and death were transcendent, and the double technique was vigorous.

"Four Wastes!"

"Shura Annihilation!"

The four wasted people, one is the waste of life, born in poverty, with a low life; the second is the waste of the body, the body is mutilated, and the body is weak and sick; the third is the waste, bad luck is close to the body, and the disasters are continuous; and the fourth is the waste, the mind is weak, and there is no beginning and the end.

Although the root of this technique is the Great Dao of Tribulation, it is faintly full of the breath of the Great Dao of Destiny, mysterious and mysterious, ethereal, as if it is destined to be so, enough to change the fate of others.

However, the envy of the enemy god only let out a laugh, the dragon-shaped sword qi suddenly condensed, the body size shrunk to one-tenth of the original, the sword intent was highly condensed, covering the qi of the living beings, and its own existence was gone, as if it had cut off the connection with fate, turned into a sword, and struck straight towards the oncoming four wastes of calamity.

On the other side, the power of reincarnation transformed into the image of an asura that stood on the heavens and the earth, and the power of the spell was transformed into the strength of the warrior's fist, and in the roar of anger, a punch shattered the great thousand, and the void bloomed with cracked scars, like an iceberg about to collapse.

There is no trick in the head-on conflict, the fist of Shura shook the palm of the Buddha in Sumeru, like the confrontation of two ancient demon gods, the majesty broke out, the starry sky shook, and it seemed to have a sense of ruin.

The golden brilliance is shining, the Brahma whispers, the Asura is inferior after all, and it is difficult to defeat the power of the Buddha's palm covering the sky, and the sound is shattered, but it leaves a crack in the palm of the Buddha's palm.

Both battles were defeated, but Luo Feng did not show any decadence, his left hand drove the sword to transform the phoenix dragon sword technique "turtle dragon piece armor", and the five fingers of his right hand were grasped, and the unpretentious Shennong fist burst out.

The moment the three parties came into contact, the dragon-shaped sword qi suddenly surged with calamity qi, and the catastrophe of fate penetrated the highly condensed sword intent, making the mellow and flawless sword qi vibrate slightly, and it was no longer possible to maintain a flawless and perfect state, the two swords intersected, and the power of the envy of the enemy god was suddenly borrowed from Sancheng.

On the other side, the Sumeru Buddha palm wanted to slap Luo Feng into meat sauce with one blow, but Shennong's fist intent firmly locked the crack in the center of the Buddha's palm, and no matter how Yue Ding changed his position, he couldn't get rid of it, so he could only watch the ordinary fist power bombard the only flaw, enter through the gap, and at the same time be borrowed from Sancheng of the strength.

The dragon sword slashed the Buddha's palm, the Buddha's palm shook the dragon sword, and after an exchange, there was only forty percent of each other's strength.

Sword and sword, fist and palm, foundation competition, a muffled sound, the three of them shook in their own shapes, and the remaining strength spread out like a storm, rolling those surviving celestial monks out of the thousands of feet, unable to help themselves, difficult to resist.

Looking at each other, each can be a preliminary temptation, each of them is a heaven and man double infant realm, among which Yue Ding has been promoted to this realm for the longest time, and has even touched the edge of the Dharma phase realm, the realm is the most profound, but the lamp-burning Buddha skill he has practiced, although the true yuan is endless, it is the most difficult to improve, so in terms of internal strength, he is the weakest of the three.

Luo Feng is just the opposite, the realm is the shallower, but the internal strength is the strongest among the three, and the hatred of the gods is not touched, both are medium.

Luo Daoyou's mention yì is really happy, and it finally makes this boring celestial man a little more fun to perform martial arts. There is no first, there is no second, as a martial artist, how can you not have the courage to climb the highest peak!"

The enemy god said with great interest, the love came from the pure martial heart, and the fighting spirit was even stronger than Luo Feng.

Yue Ding laughed and said: "The guests of honor are all on the third plane, and the flag is not unfurled." Stone fire light in the middle of the victory, riding the iron horse Sumeru!"

Needless to say, how can a warrior have a humble heart, each other has a sense of competitiveness, and the strength is spitted, each other is shaken apart, and then the second type is no longer a temptation, but a real all-out.

"The clouds are rolling for a hundred miles!"

The blade of the sword roared, the air flow friction stirred, the clouds steamed, and the dragon-like energy broke out of the body, straight into the sky, like a flame soaring, but with ice crystals clear, the agitation of the wind and thunder, and the surrounding breath was blown away by this frenzied wave. The formless sword intent was majestic like thousands of troops charging into battle, and the angry sea swept towards Luo Feng overwhelmingly.

Within a radius of 100 miles, the sword light shuttled vertically and horizontally, the sword qi was like a dragon and a snake, changing without a trace, unpredictable, and the tornado-like air flow rolled and submerged and swallowed a qiē.

"Mahayana Crossing Doom, Immeasurable Seal!"

Yue Ding seemed to be incarnated as Sumeru, stepping out with the majestic mountain momentum, and thousands of fist palm shadows erupted, like endless rainstorms, and it seemed that the Sumeru mountain suddenly fell forward with a kind of unstoppable and unstoppable momentum.

The celestial monks who watched this battle only felt that their hearts were in a trance, obviously they were not "down-to-earth", but their bodies were floating in the void, but they had a feeling that the earth under their feet was vibrating violently, and then destroying their own balance, and the vitality in their bodies was involuntarily restless.

"It is the 'Aoyu Longzi' of the Dragon Ao Sect and the 'Venerable Wei Tuo' of the Chandu Sect, the two strongest celestial monks of this session, the six star officials of the Southern Dipper of the Heavenly Court joined forces to kill the former, but not only failed in the operation, but was attacked and killed by others, and the latter single-handedly rescued the disciples of the Yingxian Sect who fell into the trap of the demon clan, and entered the battle to kill the Heavenly Demon of the Law Phase Realm with his own strength. These two are recognized as the strongest, and now they are actually joining forces to fight one person......"

Seeing this scene, everyone regretted it, and they really shouldn't be underestimated because the other party is not famous, but they are destined to be a group of unlucky bystanders, and regret it or not cannot affect the battle.

The dense and seamless offensive brought Luo Feng a strong sense of oppression, and the Eight Desolations and Liuhe were all filled with sword qi and fist strength, leaving no gaps, which was quite similar to the feeling when facing the realm released by Ao Xiao, but this time there was no longer no power to resist, and there was Yuan Ying sitting in the sea of knowledge, controlling the three elements of essence and spirit, and moving in unison.

"Natural disaster, the end of the world is coming!"

The soul power surges, and then the calamity of the calamity comes, the vitality of heaven and earth is annihilated, the gods fall, the immortal ability is wiped out, and the martial arts wither and regress.

Affected by this, the envious Yunlong sword qi of the enemy god disappeared by a small half, and his sword-style control elemental spiritual energy was a combination of magic and martial arts, so it was weakened a lot, in contrast, Yue Ding's immeasurable seal was only pure fist strength, and the impact was relatively light.

At this time, there were flaws in the encirclement network of sword qi and fist strength, but Luo Feng did not take advantage of the gap to escape, his palm flipped over, and the Xuanhuang Waste World Bowl fell into the palm of his hand, gathering Pei Ran Zhenyuan and swaying gently, the melodious and quiet sound spread, and the world suddenly fell into a state of silence, and everyone's thinking stopped at this moment, as if they had forgotten to think, and became a self-conscious being, falling into eternal peace.

The Xuanhuang Waste World Bowl is stimulated by the Great Avenue of Silence, gushing out of the Xuanhuang two qi, and transforming into the world of the Buddha Kingdom, only to see that in the middle is a huge and difficult to see the edge of the Sumeru Sacred Mountain, at the foot of the mountain there are countless temples and floating temples, color trees and lotus flowers and many Buddhas practice the country, and on the mountainside there are countless Dharma Protector Vajra, Arhat Bodhisattva, Tianlong Shura, all of them are in the meditation practice, there is no chanting, there is no worship, and a happy expression of liberation appears on the face.

On the top of Mount Meru, there is a golden Buddha lying on his chest and breasts, sleeping peacefully.

Although shrouded by the Silent Buddha Kingdom, the will of Yue Ding and Qiu Shen Jealousy is far superior to that of their peers, but they lose their minds slightly, even if they recover their clarity, but they are full of energy, and then decline, the rising momentum is forcibly interrupted, and each other's fist intent and sword intent are inevitably declining, especially Yue Ding, as a disciple of Buddhism, his body has been restrained, and the impact is more significant, and the speed of his divine recovery is slower than that of Qiu Shen Jealousy.

The End of the Dharma Tribulation and the Silent Buddha Kingdom both have the power to weaken the spiritual energy, but the same effect is exerted by different avenues, overlapping each other's realms, Yue Ding and Qiu Shenjealousy are difficult to exempt, and their momentum is declining, while Luo Feng's momentum is suddenly rising, and the Nine Black Sword and the Qinghui Sword fall into the palms of his hands respectively.

The ability of technical cultivation and instrument cultivation has been demonstrated, and the next thing is the ability of martial cultivation.

"Dragon Leaping Phoenix Screaming Heavenly Gang!"