Chapter 472 Blood Transformation Palm

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There was a man and a tiger standing on it, Jia Bojun frowned and said:

"Why do I feel that this rune is very familiar? I seem to have seen it somewhere."

"The root of this rune is probably a Dao rune, which can evolve all kinds of supernatural powers. It's amazing. I don't know where he got it."

Dahei muttered, this kind of thing is not ordinary, it is very precious.

This area for a mile was covered by sword lights and runes, and a huge whirlwind blew up, raging wildly here.

This is a very powerful confrontation, and the people around the blowing attack are retreating, and they lose their colors for a while, feeling that this series of battles is too tyrannical.

"What's the origin of this young man?"

Some people are trembling, when did Xuanyu walk out of such a hero?

"Could it be that he is the Tao!"

Some people have this idea, feeling that this person's fighting style is very similar to Tao.

The rebellious atmosphere in the arena blew for a while, and then gradually dissipated. Tuoba Hong's face was a little uncomfortable. It's not glorious anymore.

"You die for me!"

His breath surged wildly, his spirit radiated in all directions, and he rushed high into the sky, his whole body rushed forward, and raised his fist to hit his chest.

Dao Ling shouted, and the golden fists went to meet him, the two fists bombarded together, the sky and the earth trembled violently, and divine light shone.

"You are courting death!"

Dao Ling's body suddenly pushed in, and his body erupted with terrifying blood, like a huge oven burning, shaking the sky and shaking the earth.

"What? What a terrifying blood!"

Tuoba Hong's eyes suddenly shrank, and he felt unparalleled fluctuations, which made him tremble.

"kill!"

Dao Ling shook his head, swung his fist, and the whole world twisted and smashed towards his head.

"Looking for something to die for!"

Tuoba Hong immediately reacted,

The psychic sword in his hand swung out, slashing at Dao Ling's fist, trying to slash him hard.

Dao Ling's fist was unstoppable, the wind of the fist was surging like a tsunami, and the sky was smashed!

Under the petrified gaze of all around, Dao Ling's punch hit the blade of the sword!

When the two collided, huge sparks erupted, accompanied by the trembling sound of metal collisions, like thunder from nine heavens, almost splitting the sky!

The golden fist smashed on the psychic sword, shaking and collapsing a piece of vacuum, as if the wind was dancing in the sky, the oppressive world trembled, with infinite divine power.

"How is this possible, he can forcibly shake my sword, this is impossible!"

Tuoba Hong's arms trembled, his eyes opened angrily, and a drop of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he actually shook it with his fist! He is very unbelievable, how powerful this person's physical body is!

The entire audience was petrified, and many people's lips were trembling. Is this a humanoid dragon? He actually punched a top-notch Lingbao!

"That's impossible, what kind of divine clothes is he wearing?!"

Some people exclaimed in surprise, feeling that they had read it wrong, I am afraid that Dao is not capable of this!

"How could his body be so strong? Could it be that he is the Tao!"

"I'm afraid only Dao can reach this step. Could it be that Dao has broken through again!"

The audience was in an uproar, and many people were scared to death. The Tao actually broke through again. How could they live?

Dao is already ridiculously strong, fighting against the Supreme Lord of the Demon Realm, bloody battles against heroes, already has the combat power to sweep this small world, but now he still breaks through.

"It must be Tao!"

Someone shouted excitedly:

"The Dao is too strong, it's no wonder that he is a hero of our Xuanyu, he must be able to defeat the Supreme of the Yaoyu!"

"That's right, I said earlier that Tuoba Hong is too arrogant, and I still want to challenge Dao. Now is the time for him to reap the consequences. Just wait and see, Dao's temper will never make him feel better!"

The audience was excitedly discussing that the current Dao might really be able to do it.

Many people dislike the family of saints, feeling that they are too arrogant, looking up at the aura of their ancestors, and not paying attention to other people, even some families with ancient inheritance are no exception.

In this scene, there are some members of Wudian and the ancient families who besieged Daoling in the past, all of them are pale, and they are so strong to break through, it is unreasonable.

At the moment when the audience was horrified, Dao Ling raised his head to the sky and roared, his hair danced wildly, his blood was surging, and the sky and the earth were smashed. The golden fist could penetrate the earth, and the psychic sword trembled.

At the same time, he stretched out his left hand, with the palm hanging, spewing out immeasurable blood light, slashing and killing, it was so hot that it could burn mountains and boil seas!

"not good!"

Tuoba Hong's eyes tightened, and his right palm was also deep inside. In an instant, the cloud of blood surged, the scarlet flames blazed, and there was a terrifying coercion inside.

The palm came out in a hurry, and he slapped it out, shaking it with the pressing golden palm.

boom!

The earth in the four fields collapsed, and the divine energy erupted like a tide, ravaging the world with turbulence, and several mountains were smashed into ashes.

"cough!"

Tuoba Hong trembled all over, bleeding from the arm pressed by Dao Ling's palm, he flew upside down and almost fell to the ground.

Some people gasped, Tuoba Hong was a descendant of the saint family, but in front of Dao, he had to be suppressed and beaten!

"Dao knocked Tuoba Hong back with just an empty fist. It's no wonder that he is a peerless genius. In the future, he can aspire to become the Supreme Master of Xuanyu!"

"It is said that Emperor Wu is the Supreme Master of Xuanyu, but I can't see it all. There is hope to fight Emperor Wu!"

Many people are excited, there is only one generation of supreme beings in one domain, and some people support Dao Ling, feeling that he can fight to this point.

"It's just a fool's dream. Emperor Wu has cultivated to an unfathomable level, and Dao Ling is still a rising star. He is not qualified to fight against Emperor Wu."

"That's right, a drop of Emperor Wu's blood can fight a war, which shows how terrible Emperor Wu is. If his real body is killed, he can be suppressed with the palm of his hand."

Of course, the voices of opposition are the most, and most people feel that Emperor Wu is the strongest and has created too many legends.

"You are the Tao!"

Tuoba Hong heard the discussions around, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled coldly:

"It was really easy for me to find, and you didn't disappoint me, you were able to force me back."

Tuoba Hong was never depressed, even though Wudao repelled him, he had the confidence to win, and he wanted to kill Dao!

"What are you talking about there? Get over here and fight!"

Dao Ling shook his head, his clothes were ruffled, his blood energy was exploding, surging to the sky, shaking the clouds, enough to rebel against the heaven and the earth.

"Looking for death!"

Tuobahong was furious, as a descendant of a saint, he had direct pride, but he couldn't stand being humiliated again and again.

"Today, I will let you, a primitive man, know what is inheritance and what is a family of saints!"

Tuoba Hong pointed at Dao Mausoleum with his sword, with a tyrannical aura, looking at the world with contempt, and even said that Dao was a primitive man, which is useless at all.

"Well, why is this kid so arrogant, I don't like him very much."

In the void, Jia Bojun frowned and said solemnly.

Dahei's face immediately fell, and he was silent for a while and roared:

"People are arrogant and meddle in your business, you pretentious person, you hurry up and think about it for me, think of the secret technique of stealing the holy, it's best to write it silently, and steal his sword for me!"

"Hmph, don't even think about coveting my secret technique."

Jia Bojun snorted, and squinted at Dahei, as if he had seen through it.

In the field, Dao Ling raised his brows and shouted loudly:

"You bastard, do you think your ancestors are still alive? Don't talk about the lost glory, let me ask you, do you still want to fight!"

Tuoba Hong's face was livid, his fists were clenched tightly, and the veins in his arms were bulging. This time he didn't open his mouth, but stretched out a palm. This big hand was infinitely big!

To be precise, this is a big blood cloud hand, with hazy blood mist, and a blood moon hanging inside, crushing the sky and the earth!

This palm is too terrifying, covering the high altitude, as if walking out of nothingness, containing an unparalleled majestic aura, which makes people throb and creepy.

"This is, is this the Tuoba family's sage's secret technique, the blood-transforming palm!"

Some people are shouting, this is a sage's secret technique, it was created by a sage, and it can rival the seventy-two great supernatural powers!

The secret art of saints is too rare, this kind of existence can only be mastered by the family of saints, this is the foundation!

This big hand was so terrifying that it made Dao Ling's body tremble, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, and a terrifying golden giant palm erupted from his back.

Cover the sky with one hand!

The blood cloud covered the sky with a big hand, and the golden giant palm hung on the ground, creating a spectacular scene that made people hairy.

"Hmph, break it for me!"

Tuoba Hong shouted coldly, the palm of the blood cloud from high above sank down, crushing the sky and the earth, and the void was twisting.

The golden giant palm swung upwards, the blood was shattered, and they confronted it!

The divine light was so hot that the scenery was blurred, and no one could hear any movement, but the sound was too loud, as if the sky was about to collapse.

The high altitude is shattering, everything is shattering, and big cracks of more than ten miles are born!

"Hmph, practice for me!"

A cold voice came from the blurry scene. The blood cloud giant palm crushed the golden giant palm, and suddenly a huge blood-colored oven evolved, burning with intense blood light, and a blood moon floated inside.

Under the shocked gazes from all around, the scarlet oven was capped off, sealing Dao inside!

"what?"

"The Tao is sealed!"

"I understand, this is the sage's secret technique, the blood-transforming palm, which is specially used to restrain the supernatural powers of the flesh!"

"Why are there so many supernatural powers that restrain the body? This is too unfair!"

Some people were puzzled, and roared frantically, isn't Chuanba just mastering the supernatural power to restrain the body!

Tuoba Hong came out, stood with his hands behind his back, his heroic posture seemed to grow tall, and he said disdainfully:

"Dao, that's all!"

Everyone was shocked.

"yes?"

A teasing voice came suddenly.

Tuoba Hong's body suddenly stiffened, and he lost his voice:

"Who?"

As soon as the voice fell, he was greeted by a kick, which directly stepped on the head of the Tuoba family.

"what!"

Tuoba Hong screamed, and was kicked by Dao, causing him to vomit blood, and his neck was almost crooked.

"The secret art of a saint is nothing more than that!"

Dao Ling walked up to him and said disdainfully.

He moved Dou Zhuan Xing Yi just now. Although the Saint's secret technique is strong, how can Dou Zhuan Xing Yi be weaker!

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