Chapter 117 Innate Grandmaster

But when Zhao Sheng used this arm, he was stunned, without any energy at all.

Although the man was puzzled, he did not underestimate the enemy and still used all his strength to strike.

The blue gardenia flowers are constantly rotating, each petal seems to be real, and the edges of the petals are like knives.

But when they touched Zhao Sheng's right arm, they disappeared directly.

At the same time, another line on the right arm hidden in the sleeve lit up.

A different kind of energy circulated in Zhao Sheng's body, and another skill appeared in his mind.

Qingzhi traces his origin!

Zhao Sheng was overjoyed and grimaced in pain.

This man's martial arts level is much stronger than the saints of the Duanmu Sect he has met before.

Even with the help of the lines of the Qingling Wooden Tablet, it cannot completely block the power of this palm.

The Zhenqi of the Duanmu Sect, which is known for its cruelty and weirdness, is charging freely in his arm.

But the different kind of energy stirred up by the blue lines turned into one.

The Qing Zhi Su Yuan Gong in his body has become a little more refined.

When the man saw that his palm had no effect at all, he was frightened and angry, and waved his palm at Zhao Sheng repeatedly.

Both palms fly, as fast as a phantom, with green gardenia blooming on each palm, which is dazzling.

Zhao Sheng was completely unafraid and did not use any other techniques. He only used the three-line fusion technique of the Duanmu Sect that he had learned when he first traveled around the world.

The vast sea of ​​forest revitalizes the true energy, the green flowers transform and condense their essence, and the Qingmu Xuanyuan Cave transforms and merges.

The three meridians merge into one, and life and death are without cause.

This palm first filled the air with vitality, making that person feel that his true energy was full and his energy was surging. He felt like he was young in an instant.

The other palm was filled with old energy again, and the man's true energy and vitality that had just grown suddenly withered and collapsed, making him suddenly withered and aged several years.

"Similar to Li Jiyuan's rebellious skills, you are indeed Li Qingcong who led him astray!"

The man's whole body was shaken, and several green gardenia flowers were shaken out, which also shook out Zhao Sheng's palm.

"I will arrest you now to rectify the orthodoxy of my Duanmu Sect!"

The man shouted loudly, and his moves became faster and more urgent.

The two of them faced each other, and except for Zhao Sheng, there was no place to stand around.

Xiao Xuanzi hid behind, shivering and unable to move.

Zhao Sheng didn't know what that man was yelling about, but he was just focused on verifying the effectiveness of the Wood-Breaking Sect technique.

When he obtained the Qingling Wooden Tablet, he had suspected that it was related to the method of cultivating immortality.

Later, I discovered that after integrating the three meridians, it was indeed very effective.

It can help people's chances of life and death.

But if that's all it is, it can't be said to be a method of cultivating immortals, it can only be said to be a strange martial arts method.

Zhao Sheng guessed that maybe his fusion skills were not enough. If he had more exposure to the skills of the Duanmu Sect, he might have some understanding.

The changes in this man's palm skills are so unpredictable that it's really dizzying.

Zhao Sheng faced off against him, and his understanding of Qing Zhi Yuan Su Gong became more profound.

Both of them are in the Hidden God Realm, and their energy is so powerful that they can fight for a whole day and a night.

But Zhao Sheng's cultivation in the Hidden God Realm was obviously higher. After fighting hundreds of moves, he finally discovered a gap in this man's palm skills.

His right palm feinted, and his left palm reached out again. A green light clung to the palm of his hand and hit the man's space, beating him until he vomited blood.

The man immediately took a few steps back, and both signs of dryness and prosperity appeared in his body at the same time.

"Li Xunqing, step back and let me come!"

Another figure flew over, holding a broadsword and slashing at Zhao Sheng.

He is actually also a martial artist in the Hidden God Realm!

Zhao Sheng got excited from the fight, laughed loudly, grabbed the ground, grabbed a big knife, and swung the knife upward to chop.

"Li Bitao, be careful with this person, his martial arts skills are very strange!"

Li Xunqing covered his chest with his hands and shouted loudly.

Li Bitao's sword skills are very powerful, and Zhao Sheng can only parry.

Every time he slashed, Zhao Sheng felt as if a ray of life in himself was sucked out of thin air and merged into the green energy on Li Bitao's sword.

The green color became more and more concentrated, and finally turned into a green fruit.

"Bigo Na Yuan Jue!"

On Zhao Sheng's right arm, another cyan light lit up, and a different kind of true energy circulated in the body.

In an instant, he understood the secret of Li Bitao's technique.

"Then let me try, which of your two techniques is stronger!"

Zhao Sheng laughed and shook the big knife in his hand, shaking out the green gardenias and constantly attacking the green fruit.

"Li Xunqing, how can you teach him the exercises?"

Li Bitao screamed strangely, and the number of sword techniques changed again, and he was able to block Zhao Sheng's sudden change.

Li Xunqing was also horrified and murmured: "How is this possible? How could he know the skills of my Qingzhi lineage?"

"He is the one who asked Li Jiyuan to tamper with our martial arts. He is an evil heretic who cannot be practiced regularly!"

Another person flew out, holding a slender green knife, and stabbed Zhao Sheng.

"Li Feiyu, he is my opponent, stand down!"

Li Bitao shouted, but kept swinging the knife in his hand.

Li Feiyu's face was expressionless, his right wrist shook slightly, the tip of the knife shook, and countless green leaves and fallen flowers flew out.

Flying Green Falling Leaves Technique!

Zhao Sheng was fighting against two people, and his big sword was flying, but he was not afraid at all.

"With such a demonic person, there is no need to talk about moral principles, let's go together!"

Li Xunqing, who was adjusting his breath, also raised his fists and rushed forward.

"Okay, okay, let's come together!"

Zhao Sheng looked up to the sky and laughed, and immediately changed his sword technique to the Xiongba Tian Dao.

The fighting spirit is surging and we move forward indomitably.

He fights against three people alone without any fear.

Not only that, every change of his sword uses different techniques from the three meridians.

The three techniques he had just seen, the Qing Zhi Su Yuan Jue, the Bi Guo Na Yuan Jue, and the Feiqing Falling Leaves Jue, had made him extremely proficient.

The three of them gradually became invincible and fell into a disadvantage.

There were disciples of the Duanmu Sect all around, looking at them from afar, standing in shock.

Those three people are all the pulse masters of their Duanmu Sect. How could they not be able to defeat one person?

This reminded them of Li Jiyuan, who made a big fuss in the Duanmu Sect back then and fought against the nine major vein masters with his own strength.

But at that time, he was fighting against nine people in turns, which was much easier than the situation he is in now.

The more Zhao Sheng fought, the more comfortable he became, and he felt that the three-vein exercises he had learned separately seemed to be integrated.

He was about to finish using his tyrannical sword. With this sword, he raised his fighting spirit to its peak, and his whole body was burning with energy.

The three of them were shocked, feeling that they could not resist the sword, and their faces suddenly turned red.

Could it be that their three major lineage masters are going to die in this hellish place?

Zhao Sheng shouted loudly and slashed hard with his sword.

Dominate the world!

At this moment, a tall figure flashed forward like a ghost and caught Zhao Sheng's sword with just one finger.

He was wearing Tsing Yi and had a simple face. He was in his fifties, but standing there, his aura was as high as a mountain, unattainable.

The sleeves swung, and a loud noise came from behind, and the bricks of the prison cracked and a large ravine opened.

He easily transferred Zhao Sheng's dominance over the world.

This is the magical effect of Cuihua's Yuanzhuan Gong, but the Nine Levels of Hidden God Realm cannot do this.

The innate master! This man is the innate master!

Zhao Sheng was horrified.

"Second Elder!"

When the three pulse masters saw the visitor, they lowered their heads and shouted at the same time.
Chapter completed!