Chapter 60: Have you ever heard of a palm technique that falls from the sky?
"Come out, I know you are here."
A very powerful voice was heard, and a man in a white robe and carrying a long pole appeared in the air, stepping on auspicious clouds, surrounded by a strange scene of misty clouds.
"You want me to ask you out?"
A magnetic voice sounded, and the former lightly tapped his finger, and suddenly a white light shot out.
Bang!
An explosion was heard, but soon after, the sound was offset by a layer of restriction and did not spread outside.
On the other hand, at the place where the explosion just happened, there were actually a few purple flowers that were not burned.
The former looked at the purple flowers with a cold expression: "Although your concealment skills are very strong, unfortunately, I have lived here for hundreds of years and am very familiar with every flower and grass here. Even a small and inconspicuous stone can be found by me, not to mention these rather incongruous purple gold flowers you are playing?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the long pole behind him flew out by itself. The man held it in one hand. It seemed as if a thin, invisible silk thread appeared on it. He swung his hand, and spiritual energy surrounded it. The pole drew a graceful arc in the air and hit the flowers.
Wherever the silk thread went, the surrounding spiritual energy all gathered towards it, and transformed into a huge machete in the air, burning with blazing flames, and chopped down at the purple gold flower.
“Huh!”
This knife seemed to be able to tear the space apart. Even though it did not fall completely, many of the nearby trees had already begun to spontaneously combust.
But at this moment, snowflakes appeared in the air and quickly covered the surrounding space. The big knife was suspended above the purple gold flower, burning in flames, but it could not move.
Such a situation made the man in the air squint his eyes, and even his expression changed slightly.
The long pole in his hand began to tremble slightly. He was trying hard to control it, trying to take back the big knife that had transformed from the silk thread. However, no matter how hard he tried, the big knife remained motionless.
It can't be cut down, and it can't be taken back.
“Buzz!”
A buzzing sound was heard, and the purple-gold flower gradually became blurred, and finally became a blurry figure with a mask. A spiritual sword appeared in his hand, emitting endless chill.
Draw the sword and slash horizontally.
“Wow!”
A powerful icy sword energy and the blazing broadsword collided with each other, and after a few moments of stalemate, they suddenly exploded.
The huge cloud of mist knocked the two of them over, and their steps became disordered and they flew backwards.
But if we really compare them, Yan Ruchen is still better. After all, he is only in the early Nascent Soul stage, while the one fighting with him has already entered the middle Nascent Soul stage for many days.
The next second, a colorful thread cut through the clouds and mist with unstoppable force, making a huge sound of breaking through the air, as if it wanted to suppress the former.
Yan Ruchen's eyes were slightly solemn, and then he formed seals with his hands, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly: "Have you ever heard of a palm technique that falls from the sky?"
The next moment, a huge palm blooming with icy crystal color fell from the sky and collided with the colorful silk thread. A strong air wave spread in all directions, and the mark changed. The huge palm grabbed the silk thread and pulled it down fiercely.
The man in white on the other side trembled, his eyes full of disbelief.
The attribute of his silk thread is the power of the void, and it is impossible to be caught, let alone pulled away. However, now, someone has actually done it!
His eyes flashed, his hand holding the long pole tightened, his body flew forward, and powerful fiery force gathered in his fist, which turned into a huge flaming fist.
"call"
Yan Ruchen raised the corner of his mouth, and at the moment the former rushed out of the clouds, two blue lights appeared in his eyes again. After hitting the former, he quickly turned around, his body exploded backward, and at the same time raised his right hand, a huge ice ball shot out, pulling away at the moment the former resisted.
The man's punch missed, and when he was using his strength to resist the ice ball, he was distracted for a moment and failed to control his strength, leaving a long trail of fire on the ground.
When he steadied himself and looked back, Yan Ruchen had already disappeared, and the restriction he had set up before was forced open, and the latter slipped away from there.
His eyes were complicated for a moment.
You know, the move he launched just now exerted about 40% of his strength. Although he did not use his spiritual awareness and martial arts, he was able to dodge his attack with his cultivation level of the initial Nascent Soul Realm, and even counterattacked, and took advantage of the opportunity to break the formation restrictions he set up.
So, to what extent does he understand the use of spiritual energy and the practice of martial arts?
Or, could it be that Lin Jie was wrong, and this guy was not in the Nascent Soul stage, but had been hiding his true strength?
The man frowned, looked around, swung the long pole in his hand, split the entire space, threw everything into the empty space in the long pole, and began to erase this small space.
He put away the broken ban, looked in a certain direction with interest, and his body "burned" and turned into a colorful bird, flying forward, while speaking softly, as if talking to himself:
"The monk can escape but the temple cannot. I don't believe it. How can you not go home?"
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