Chapter 2279 Kunpeng Palm

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"The battle... begins!"

Another anticipated battle begins.

Although Bei Ming Wuji is old, his movements are not slow at all.

He took his own ghost body and rushed forward at the same time.

"That is Beiming Family's Beiming Divine Skill! You can cultivate a Nether Body that is exactly like your own and can be controlled at will!"

"That's right. The most powerful thing about this technique is that the realm of the true body is the same as the realm of the ghost body. To fight with others, it is completely to use two pairs to deal with the enemy with twice the combat power."

"The Beiming Family relied on the Beiming Divine Skills to establish their clan thousands of years ago. The Fire God Technique of the Dongfang Family are two unique skills."

The audience kept commenting on this battle, and they also knew a lot about the legendary Beiming Magic.

This time the sword slave did not despise Beiming Wuji like he did with Song Xiaoyue before.

No matter how strong Song Xiaoyue is, her strength is only at the ninth level of innate peak.

But Beiming Wuji is different. This is a quasi-immortal realm, and it also has the same strength of the underworld to assist.

Coupled with Beiming Wuji's rich combat experience, if he really takes it lightly, the sword slave may be in danger of being defeated.

The sword slave still held the bamboo stick in his hand. I have to say that the bamboo stick was very durable. After a battle like Song Xiaoyue's before, it was still usable.

Bei Ming Wuji's palms were filled with black energy, like a black tiger descending from the mountain.

The Beiming Divine Skill is not just as simple as cultivating the underworld body.

This is also a body-refining method, which includes many close combat moves, fists and kicks.

In other sects, they can all stand on their own.

The sword slave used a bamboo stick as a sword and fought fiercely with Beiming Wuji.

Even though the sword slave was holding a bamboo stick, it was not as sharp as a superior sword.

Chopping on those ice crystal rocks is as simple as breaking a hair.

And with such power, Bei Ming Wuji could fight with his bare hands without getting hurt.

One can imagine how powerful Beiming Wuji's body and skills are.

Both sides come and go, refusing to give in to each other.

"There is a fish in Beiming, and its name is Kun." Beiming Wuji suddenly muttered something and formed seals with his hands.

"Kunming Palm!"

Bei Ming Wuji shouted sharply and sent out a palm of his hand.

At the same time, the underworld figure next to Beiming opened his arms and began to form seals.

"There is a bird in the North Ming Dynasty, and its name is Peng."

"Peng Palm!"

As soon as the two palms were released, many senior experts present stood up and their eyes widened.

I saw a black Kun flying in the void, roaring towards the sword slave with a huge momentum.

At the same time, one of its wings was several kilometers long, covering the sky and the sun as it swooped down.

"This is the second most wonderful thing among Beiming's magical skills, Kunpeng Fist!"

"I didn't expect that I would be lucky enough to see the Kunpeng Fist of Bei Ming Divine Art today. This move must be practiced after the nether body has been cultivated, and then both can be released at the same time to show the greatest power!"

"Although Beiming Wuji is only in the quasi-immortal realm, when this set of Kunpeng Fist is used, the power may not be able to withstand it even in the lower fairyland!"

"Do you remember that rumor? Thousands of years ago, when the Beiming family protected the demon clan, the Beiming Demon Lord broke into Tianmen alone. That night. On the Tianmen Mountains, Kunpeng soared like a fairyland. It was a battle, Beiming No one dares to care about the position of the four major families in the family."

"That's right. I remember this rumor from my ancestors. The Beiming family is protected by Kunpeng, which will last for thousands of years."

Everyone looked at Kunpeng's phantom, talking and marveling.

And one of the protagonists of this battle is the sword slave.

He looked at the Kunpeng roaring towards him, and sighed: "I never thought that I would be lucky enough to learn the Kunpeng Fist among the Beiming Divine Skills.

This can be regarded as my trip to Mount Everest was not in vain. "

As he spoke, the bamboo stick in the sword slave's hand was filled with sword energy.

One person, one bamboo and one sword energy.

Kunpeng was so insignificant in front of him, like a small boat in front of a big wave.

But despite this, the sword slave still raised his head. At this moment, his eyes no longer had the turbidity in the past, but instead had a proud aura.

"Ajian, I'm finally going to take that step." The old Heavenly Master looked at the battle and said with regret: "If it weren't for that, Ajian would stay in Tianmen. After I leave, the next Heavenly Master of Tianmen will be It should be him.

It's a pity...hey...God doesn't follow people's wishes. "

"Zhuxian Sword Formation!" The sword slave whispered, and then sword formations appeared around him.

"The Immortal-killing Sword Formation·Excellent Immortal!"

"The Immortal-killing Sword Formation·Trapped Immortal!"

The sword slave made two moves in a row.

The sky and the earth changed color in an instant, and the scene on Mount Everest was breathtaking.

Kunpeng and Wanjian face each other. How can such a scene not be amazing?

"This old man is so powerful. One person and one stick can actually display such a powerful Immortal Killing Sword Formation!"

"And he also used the two moves of Absolute Immortal and Trap Immortal in succession!"

"I'm afraid this is much more powerful than that Xiao Zheng."

"Then why did the Sword Forging Valley choose Xiao Zheng but not this old senior when they selected the Valley Master?"

"Could it be

Is there some inside story? "

Everyone was discussing and watching the progress of the battle.

The dark clouds in the sky dissipated.

Kunpeng is also gone, and so is the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

But someone discovered that a small snow peak not far away had been flattened!

The sword slave was still standing in the same place, but the bamboo stick in his hand was already full of cracks. Then there were just a few clicks, and the bamboo stick cracked and broke on the ground.

"Hey, what a pity this broom handle is. I've been using it for ten years, and it's pretty good." The sword slave looked at the old thing that had been with him for more than ten years, and then retired.

Some feel pity.

"Okay, that's it." Beiming Wuji appeared directly outside the field. According to the rules, leaving the combat area will be considered a failure.

The referee immediately announced the winner of the fight.

"The battle is over, Tianmen Sword Slave wins!"

Tianmen burst into cheers. Seniors like Bei Ming Wuji were eliminated. This was like giving them a great tonic pill.

"You're right, that guy is very strong. He can do this kind of swordsmanship without using a sword. If he uses a sword, maybe I won't be his opponent in three moves." Beiming Wuji walked to Ye Hao and sighed. For a moment.

"You are in the quasi-immortal realm, and he is at the peak of the immortal realm. There are three realms missing in between, and there is nothing we can do about it." Ye Hao said.

"If you lose, you lose. There is no other excuse." Beiming Wuji said frankly: "However, the move that grandpa just made is cool or not. That is the secret skill of our Beiming family. Grandson, do you want to learn it? I I can teach you.”

Seeing the expectant look on Bei Ming Wuji's face.

Ye Hao really couldn't bear to refuse, so he adopted the dragging technique and discussed it later.

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