Chapter 1364? Peerless Iron Fist

"What a sharp sword technique!"

"That's right! This old man has been practicing knives for decades, and this is the first time I've seen such a knives technique. I really want to see what the knives look like."

Several immortal cultivators who practiced swords gathered together, discussing with each other.

"Hey, it's a pity, the deputy lord of the Star Sect is also a swordsman with extraordinary strength. If he devotes himself to cultivation, and when he attains the Tao someday, it's not a bad idea to use a sword to enshrine the gods."

"That's right... So, young people must protect the weak to save their lives, and the strong to hold back their wings. This young swordsman was really killed by their suzerain."

"Who says it's not? What's the point of this kind of emotional struggle?"

Gao Ge was unmoved.

If these few words could make him unhappy, Gao Ge would have been pissed off.

When it comes to cultivation, you must never listen to what other people say.

Because those people have their mouths open all over their bodies, no matter what you say, they have their own reasons.

For example, if you try to break through your cultivation, if you succeed, they will say that you are brave, far-sighted, and courageous.

But if you fail, they will never sympathize with you, they will only talk about the inadequacy of people's hearts, and the young people who don't know how to advance or retreat...

There are too many such people.

On the court, Hong Ziqi accelerated his speed again.

Above his fists, there was a layer of faint white light lingering, and when a fist fell, it dragged a white rainbow.

"This...is this the fist energy?"

"That's right! It's said that this Hongjia boxing master can pour the spirit energy in his body into his fists and condense it into fist energy if he has practiced at the peak level. I really didn't expect that this immortal cultivator at the level of a great master can already do it. "

"Hey, the Hong family is indeed the fourth-ranked big family. It really has a lot of talents! We are all old!"

A group of people sighed with emotion that the waves behind the Yangtze River push forward the waves ahead.

More and more people are not optimistic about Yue Xincheng.

After all, Yue Xincheng's opponent is not only an immortal cultivator at the level of a great master, but also has practiced Hongjia boxing to the peak level.

Such a master can be called a peerless arrogance!

Yue Xincheng was hit in the chest by a punch, his body backed up again and again, his face was a little ugly, but fortunately he recovered quickly.

"Hmph, you are overestimated. In my eyes, you are nothing more than an ant. Do you really think that you can be called a genius if you enter the realm of a master at this age? Let me tell you, there are not many things in the Paradise of Paradise, but there are many geniuses. Your strength is nothing!" Hong Ziqi laughed.

Yue Xincheng rubbed his chest and nodded slightly.

"What I said, what you said makes sense. It seems that I still underestimated you." When Yue Xincheng spoke, he squinted his eyes, and his clothes were silent and automatic.

"It seems that I also have to take out something to open your eyes. Is the fist...is it amazing?" After saying this, the Dragon Slaying Saber in Yue Xincheng's hand was covered with a layer of golden light patterns.

And those cultivators who practiced swords all stared wide-eyed at this time, and the eyeballs almost didn't fall out.

"Then... is that saber energy?"

"That's right! Oh my god! Could it be that this kid started practicing swords in his mother's womb? How is this possible! Such a young man has condensed his sword energy!"

"The reason why a swordsman is not as good as a swordsman is because the sword energy of a swordsman is like a tiger with wings to a cultivator, but it is too difficult for a swordsman to condense the sword energy. The old man has been practicing swords for a long time. For more than a hundred years, I still haven't figured it out."

"Hiss, this kid should not be underestimated!"

"I never thought that in my lifetime, I could really see a swordsman who can condense sword energy! Haha! Even if I die, I will rest in peace!"

A group of old swordsmen are being impassioned.

But the expressions on the faces of Hong Ziru and others were not very good-looking.

Even if they are not swordsmen, they also understand what sword energy means to a swordsman.

The situation is changing rapidly.

Just as Hong Ziqi took out his trump card of fist energy here, Yue Xincheng showed his sword energy on the other side. It is simply impossible for this thing to be compared with the saber energy that Yue Xincheng just showed, the gap between the two is too great.

"It seems that what you said before is correct." Guo Zaizhou glanced at his son and said in a low voice, "There is indeed something about this high song, and it is not aimless."

"Haha, Dad, just read on." Guo Caiyang said, "I believe him."

"Then why do you trust him so much?"

Guo Caiyang thought about it seriously, then shook his head.

"To be honest, I can't tell. Maybe it's... charisma?" Speaking of this, Guo Caiyang couldn't help shaking her head. Damn, that bastard has a charisma...

Hong Ziru clenched his fists, his face livid.

"Fellow Daoist Long, you haven't told me about this before!"

Long Zhenyue was a little guilty, but he still said: "I also knew about saber qi before." In fact, he was very clear. After all, many people who raised dragons before died in Yue Xincheng Of course, he didn't deliberately not tell Hong Ziru, but he didn't think about it at all. After all, he is not a swordsman, and there are no swordsmen in the dragon raising clan, so he can't understand the importance of swordsmanship to swordsmen. .

It's just that on the field, because of Yue Xincheng's saber energy, the initiative seemed to be held by Yue Xincheng again.

Facing Yue Xincheng's fierce sword move, all Hong Ziqi could do was to keep retreating.

Before, he was still pressing Yue Xincheng to fight, but now it was completely reversed, and Yue Xincheng was pressing him to fight.

At this moment, Hong Ziqi was under a lot of pressure. He had to keep his nerves tensed all the time, because if he was not careful, he might lose a part of his body if he didn't avoid it in time.

Under such tremendous pressure, within a short while, Hong Ziqi's forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat.

He gritted his teeth tightly, let out a roar, activated the aura in his body, and took a sudden step forward.

"Get out!"

With a roar and an iron fist, they collided with the blade of the Dragon Slaying Saber in Yue Xincheng's hand.

With a sound of "ding", the exchange of punches and knives unexpectedly produced a sound of metal collisions, which was extremely pleasant to listen to, especially the continuous vibrato, like undulating silk strings.

"This... is this the secret skill of the Hong Family Fist, the Peerless Iron Fist?"

"That's right! I really didn't expect Hong Ziqi to have learned Wushuang Iron Fist! Hey, this is the top-level martial art created by the ancestor of the Hong family!"

"Hey, the cultivators of this generation are really more terrifying than the last one. We are really old!"

Hong Ziru also showed a look of astonishment on his face.

Even he didn't know that Hong Ziqi had learned Wushuang Iron Fist.

In an instant, his face darkened.

"It seems that I still don't know him well enough." Hong Ziru muttered softly, but his expression was a bit complicated.