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Chapter 1231 Half-step heavenly man, terrifying palm!

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    In the world of flames, rocks are rolling below, and the heat wave is shocking.

    More than a dozen masters headed by Baiyu Zhenren, Yin Wuchang and Li Feng all looked at each other coldly.

    Rivers of blood flowed across the entire stone bridge, and the stone bridge was covered with corpses, but it was killed by Li Fengdu, but the suzerain of the Poison Sect of Huangquan never made a move.

    Daoist Bai Yu stared closely at Yin Wuchang, but his eyes naturally ignored Li Fengdu.

    With a dignified expression, he said slowly: "In the past, when good and evil fought, the evil faction withered. Most of the masters of the magic way were killed and injured, and the rest were hidden. I have been in seclusion for a long time, but I never expected to see someone like your Excellency today.  Master."

    "Sixty years ago, Master Baiyu fought between good and evil. The Kongtong Immortal Sect headed by you ordered Jiangnan Dao and even Jiannan Dao and several righteous martial arts, and almost used half of the power of the Middle-earth China to start the so-called extermination of demons and evil.  In that battle, the Demon Dao was defeated, and even the most powerful God and Demon Sect at that time was destroyed.  No good, no chance to participate in that battle."

    Yin Wuchang smiled lightly.

    "The cultivation base was not good at that time?"

    A deep suspicion flashed in Bai Yu's eyes. He didn't agree with the other party's reasons. The other party knew his deeds very well.

    After sixty years, the original battle between good and evil has long become a legend, and even most of the masters in the martial arts don't know about the past, but this person does.

    The real Baiyu looked away from Yin Wuchang and looked at Li Fengdu.

    This dwarf old man is also a rare master. From his title, it can be seen that they should come from a sect.

    However, there is such a sect in the evil sect, why it did not appear sixty years ago, that is, it is a member of the evil sect, and why it did not participate in the battle between good and evil, all these make Baiyu really puzzled.

    "I don't want to say too much, I think your Excellency is also very clear about my position, there are old people here, you go back!"

    This is also the 60th year of Bai Yu's retreat, his murderous intentions have been greatly reduced, and his artistic conception has become more peaceful. Otherwise, if he had already killed him 60 years ago, how would he come to persuade him with good words now.

    But such words may have been pardoned to the righteous people headed by Bai Yu, but to Li Feng, the evil sect, it was clearly ridicule and disdain.

    "Let's go, it depends on how capable you are!"

    Li Feng was so angry that he laughed back, and then he laughed dryly, but his robe was bulging, and there were strands of black mist overflowing from his body.

    This is to do it.

    "Stand back!"

    The faint words came, and the incomparable majesty thundered in Li Fengdu's ears like thunder, which made Li Fengdu tremble immediately, and quickly retreated respectfully.

    This is a member of the evil sect, dictatorial and domineering. The superiors have no doubts about the subordinates, only obedience.

    Unlike people in the righteous way who still have reason to speak of, there is only force in front of the evil way, which is unreasonable.

    In fact, it is a little strange to give in to Fei Fei. According to the theory and the characteristics of poison kung fu, it should be that the more energetic the poison kung fu is, the more serious the physical damage will be.

    ? For example, Wang Feng and Li Yunfeng had hideous faces before, with thick sores and yellow water on their faces, but Li Feng's faces were even more ferocious, and their lips were rotten.

    This is the poisonous skill that goes deep into the bone marrow, but Yin Wuchang, the suzerain of the Netherworld Poison Sect, is not like this. Not only is he handsome, but he is also very young.

    This does not conform to the characteristics of practicing poisonous kung fu.

    And judging from his words, this Yin Wuchang is obviously not young, and his age is at least sixty years old, but no matter how you look at it, except for his long gray hair that is different from ordinary people, which gives people a sense of death.  But it is clearly a handsome man.

    Bu Feifan was silent, watching the smell of gunpowder on both sides with cold eyes.

    At this time, Yin Wuchang smiled, his smile was peaceful, very easy to see.

    "You and I both know that it is very difficult for me to leave, but it is also impossible for you to retreat, so you and I might as well slap each other, whoever loses, whoever retreats, how about it?"

    How about a sentence, the words are plain, but they are deafening, and they spread like thunder to the ears of everyone on Baiyu's side.

    Baiyu real person looked deeply at the gray-haired man, not understanding where his self-confidence came from?  As the founder of the Kongtong Immortal Sect, he has unrivaled skill, and he has retreated for sixty years. In terms of cultivation alone, his skill is nearly two Jiazi's.

    Quasi-peerless, half-step heavenly man is his current state.

    Just ask who is his opponent if the realm of heaven and man is not out.

    As for the realm of heaven and man

    snort!

    ?In the realm of human beings, at least Master Baiyu has not seen a master in the realm of heaven and man for a long time in his life.

    "Okay! You and I face each other!"

    Without further ado, Master Bai Yu immediately took half a step, raised his palm, and slapped him.

    This palm is an understatement, let alone Bu Feifan, even Xianchenzi is extremely strange.

    Such a simple palm does not even unfold the artistic conception. It looks like an ordinary slap of an old man, without the slightest fireworks.  palm.

    Bu Feifan stared at the palm, at first he thought it was an illusion, but then his eyes flashed, he became suspicious.

    "Nowait a minute, this is the near-origin of returning to the basics and turning decay into magic, and the techniques involved are close to Tao!"

    Yin Wuchang beside Li Fengdu looked at the palm, put away his smile uncharacteristically, and then his face became serious.

    "Peak palm?"

    "What a close source, seemingly ordinary, but in fact the unity of spirit, energy and spirit, the power of transforming the way of heaven to accommodate the will of heaven, using the way to hide it? Not bad!!"

    To others it may be an ordinary palm, but in Yin Wuchang's eyes, it is as if the Dao of Heaven stretched out his hand to press it. His eyes are full of a giant palm that shakes the sky, majestic and earth-shattering, like the hand of the sky pressing horizontally  come.

    Immediately, Yin Wuchang slapped the same palm, but this palm was extraordinary, and it seemed to be two extremes with Baiyu Zhenren's palm.

    The white palm pierced the space, but when it protruded, it formed a rich green light in the palm, and the light condensed and turned into a green light ball and blasted out.

    The ball of light contained a strong breath of life, and when it touched the real Baiyu's palm, it immediately burst into a strong collision.

    If there is sound, it seems silent.

    It was like a thunderclap, but it was calm again.

    Everyone was amazed, and this was the end.

    But immediately after, everyone's faces twisted, and each of them looked pained. There were more than a dozen masters around Bai Yu, each of whom had a strong green power coming out of the pores of his body.

    Bai Yu's position is even more strange, he was actually forced back half a step by Yin Wuchang's palm, which really moved him very much.

    In terms of the strength of nearly two sixty-year-olds, no one in the world can match it, but now he has lost half a step in the competition of internal strength.

    Although it is half a step, facts are facts

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