Taoist Master, Stop Fighting. The Heavenly Path Is Almost Destroyed

Yi Chen did not choose to use the fuel-burning tactic of burning three years and five years of life to test, but instead took action to fully maximize the effect of the soul-burning transformation.

The effect of the Burning Soul Transformation is gradually increasing.

To deal with a powerful enemy like the 'Black Robe', you must use all your trump cards and drain every ounce of energy from your body. Only in this way can you have a better chance of winning.

At this moment, his face was as cold as ice and his body was like an animal.

Although his body was like a hot volcano about to erupt, his mind was clear.

He is waiting.

Wait for an opportunity to arise.

"Hundred-Step Divine Fist!"

Yi Chen roared, dragging a dark purple flame tail and rushing towards the direction of the black robe.

The hot deep purple pure Yang inner energy actually scorched the land along the road a little black.

In an instant, he came to the front of the black robe. With the huge inertia, he kicked straight up. The deep purple flames in his legs hit people. When he was close, it suddenly surged and rolled towards the direction of the black robe. go.

Is it reasonable to use feet in Baibu Shenquan? This makes sense.

After all, the legs are not only as strong as a fist in terms of length but also strength.

At this time, the black robe's face showed a surprised look for the first time, and he chuckled:

"As expected of the apprentice I have fallen in love with, he always gives me new tricks."

"Let Master teach you what real fighting is!"

As soon as Hei Pao finished speaking, three major spells came directly in an instant, and three circles of golden light were cast on Hei Pao's body.

"Edict·Divine Power"

"Edict·Perseverance"

"Edict·King Kong"

He gently waved his arms to meet Yi Chen's kick and shouted sharply.

"Disciple, an ordinary man's brute force cannot lead to the great road."

"You're going the wrong way."

"Return to the shore!"

Bang!

In an instant, their fists and legs collided violently.

At the moment of contact, Hei Pao's face turned pale.

A huge force far beyond his imagination came.

He was careless and did not dodge. He chose to defeat Yi Chen's offensive, hoping to defeat Yi Chen in the area where he was most proud and completely destroy his confidence.

Unexpectedly, Yi Chen gave him a little shock first, and then actually knocked him away.

"Edict·Stay in the Sky"

Another golden light blessed him, and the black robe was able to stabilize his figure without making a fool of himself.

This time, he looked thoughtful.

"Pure Yang burns the sky, dragon and elephant are powerful"

"You use your physical body to produce Yang Yan. My disciple, are you born with a treasured body?"

"Is it the dragon-tiger body or the hell-god body? No, it doesn't look like it. Could it be some kind of physique that I don't know about?"

"Haha, disciple, with your qualifications you deserve to be my disciple!"

"If you master my secret method of speaking the spirit, and then push your treasure body to its peak, where in the world can you go?"

"Even if you meet the True Lord who has pushed his cultivation to the peak of God Refining and Anti-Void, and is already on the road to enlightenment, he may still be able to pass a few tricks."

The black robe held hands and laughed.

"You fart, what nonsense treasure body, I have never heard of it."

"My strength is all due to my own efforts!"

When Yi Chen heard this, he immediately retorted sharply.

His strength is all due to his hard work, so what does it have to do with the treasure body?

Frying fish every day made his scalp numb, but with his physical condition reaching his current level, even if he continued to fry fish like this, he wouldn't get much improvement.

Next, he wanted to stew himself in an iron pot.

Isn't this what he has achieved through his own efforts?

Who had seen depth bombs in Chuilongtan at three or five o'clock in the morning?

Without saying anything to Hei Pao, he raised the deep purple pure Yang energy in his body and rushed towards Hei Pao again. This time, he was really punching.

The black robe looked solemn, with a serious look on his face.

"Edict·Divine Power"

"Edict·Shock"

"Edict·Confinement"

In an instant, an unparalleled pressure fell on Yi Chen, as if a huge mountain was pressing on his back.

This time, he didn't make any more achievements. Instead, he was shocked by the black robe's counterattack and took several steps back.

At this time, he felt like he was carrying Tianyuan on his back.

The endless pressure seemed to crush him.

"No!"

"no way!"

All the muscles in Yi Chen's body were trembling.

Bleeding spots as big as the tip of a needle began to appear on Yi Chen's body, and small blood drops the size of a needle's nose emerged.

As soon as the blood drop appeared, it merged into the hot pure Yang inner energy.

This time, just like adding fierce fire oil to the flame, the deep purple pure Yang inner energy speeds up again.

As the blood beads came out, a hint of light cyan appeared in the dark purple inner energy that was already deep purple in color and had no way to enter.

At this time, the effect of the Burning Soul Transformation has reached its peak.

By burning at all costs, Yi Chen was able to temporarily glimpse the road ahead, the direction of the eighth level of Pure Yang True Skill.

The eighth level of pure yang true power·Purple extreme produces green.

This touch of light cyan inner energy appeared like a signal, and the light cyan inner energy swept around his body.

There was a crisp sound in Yi Chen's ears, like broken glass, and the invisible pressure that had imprisoned him disappeared instantly and was burned away.

His back was once again as straight as a javelin.

Yi Chen himself did not expect that under the pressure of life and death, his burning at all costs would give him a brief glimpse of the future.

With excitement on his face, he moved towards the black robe again.

"Come again!"

"beat"

"beat"

"Kill me!"

At this moment, Black Robe's expression changed again.

"Damn it, if this body isn't too useless and can't exert its original strength due to distraction, how could the confinement be ineffective?"

A hint of anger appeared on his face, and he said angrily:

"You are seeking death yourself, no wonder you are so cruel as a teacher!"

"Edict·Divine Power"

"Edict·Perseverance"

"Edict·King Kong"

"Edict·Shock"

Four golden lights fell on him instantly.

boom!

This time, the two fists just touched each other.

A shock ripple visible to the naked eye spread out directly with the two fists as the center.

The ears of Shuiyue Master and others who were imprisoned nearby were instantly deafened, and several people fainted immediately.

Countless pieces of vegetation and dust were swept into the sky by the cyclone stirred up by the fighting.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Euler, Euler, Euler, Euler, Euler.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged countless moves.

Yi Chen was covered in blood, with strong blood steam lingering all over his body. As soon as the blood steam appeared, it was slowly drawn into the light cyan pure Yang inner energy and burned as nutrients.

Every punch is a risk of death, every moment is a tightrope walk.

Yi Chen's will became more and more crystal clear in the tempering of life and death, just like a piece of pig iron that has been tempered with impurities under a heavy blow.

reborn.

His breath became weaker, but his eyes became brighter.

All the muscle strength in his body could not be squeezed out. He even relied entirely on his own will to keep punching and fighting against the 'black robe'.

The fists were scarred and the bones were visible.

These were all eliminated in the life-and-death battle with Hei Pao.

The cuticles have been knocked off, the skin and flesh have been knocked off, and the next thing that collides is the bones.

I can't hold it any longer.

Dying?

There was a crashing sound from the crack in the ground in the distance, and a jade box was rolled up from the crack in the ground, along with some underground river catfish that lived in the underground river.

However, at this time, Yi Chen and Black Robe no longer had time to pay attention to him.

Both of them are struggling.

Manpower has its limits.

So is the will.

How can the real world be like in the previous Naruto manga, where will determines everything? If you can't stand it, you can't stand it.

immediately.

We are about to reach our limit.

I really can't stand it anymore.

In fact, if it weren't for the constant influx of light from the surroundings into Yi Chen's body during the battle to make up for his consumption, he would have been exhausted.

After the last collision and confrontation between the two, Heipao and Yi Chen stood opposite each other.

The black robe stopped moving, and many spider web-like cracks appeared on his body.

Like a broken bowl covered with glass cracks.

Yi Chen's lips turned white, and 30% of the blood in his body was boiled dry by the steam. The fever made him dizzy and severely anemic.

However, at this time he still had the strength to punch.

He won.

This is what he has been waiting for.

"Disciple, this is the result you have been waiting for."

"You have been planning from the beginning, and you have been waiting for this moment." Black Robe suddenly said, with a smile on his face at this moment.

"You didn't even think about defeating me head-on. You wanted to drag me into a war of attrition. You only wanted to attack but not defend, and wear down this body."

Yi Chen was silent for a moment and replied: "That's right."

"Senior, although he is just a spirit soul that enters the body, his realm is much higher than mine, and his Taoism is profound."

"The fighting skills and grasp of the battle situation are far better than mine."

"I am brave and have no chance of winning."

"But senior's flaws are also obvious. I don't believe that this rotten body that you took away from me, senior, can perfectly display your power, senior."

"As long as I only attack and not defend, even if I exchange one punch for two, I don't believe that the body in which your soul resides, senior, can still hold on."

"But I didn't expect you to be so able..."

"Really... you get stronger with age."

"I almost lost."

"Haha, don't be humble. Winning is winning, losing is losing. It's not like I can't afford to lose."

At this time, Yi Chen's Taoist robe was already in tatters, like a beggar's costume.

At this moment, Hei Pao suddenly focused his eyes, and his gaze was like a needle pointed at a red mark on the exposed skin of Yi Chen's chest.

"Damn it, it's the mark of Hades."

"Disciple, when will you be watched by the underworld..."

Suddenly, the sound of the black robe stopped, and his body could no longer support it. It was like a broken glass bowl, which collapsed along the cracks and turned into a pile of rotten flesh.

The black robe was torn.

"Senior, senior, please say something."

"What happened to Hades?"

Yi Chen squatted in front of a pile of rotten meat, his scalp numb from looking at it.

How can someone break apart in the middle of a sentence?

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly spotted the female ghost in white who had been hiding aside and rushing towards the unconscious Shuiyue Master Tai and others on the ground.

It seems that the black robe had cast a spell to imprison the bodies and mana of several people before. Without the master, the female ghost in white did not dare to intercept and kill Master Shuiyue and the others. Now after seeing that the 'black robe' even disintegrated their souls , then he got the idea to take a few people hostage.

Seeing this scene, Yi Chen became furious. He clenched his fist with his left hand and flashed, dragging out an afterimage and blasting towards the figure of the female ghost in white.

"Young man, I can't beat the black-robed boss, but I can't beat you?"

"Death to Master Dao!"

For the last blow, Yi Chen used all his remaining strength to throw out the strongest punch he could hit now.

A sturdy arm came out from the chest of the white-clothed female ghost, and the pale blue pure yang internal energy rolled up along the arm. The spirit of the white-clothed female ghost gradually dimmed, like a faded photo, and finally gradually disappeared.

A pair of red scissors fell to the ground.