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Chapter 251 Six Punches Shatter the Saint's Heart (4000)

In front of the ancient temple, the night wind blows and the branches and leaves sway.

Xie Beiling's hair fluttered as she watched the boy's back gradually disappear into the distance.

A pair of beautiful eyes were half-covered, hiding the layers of ripples rising from deep within.

"This is the source of your own depravity, a conceited lunatic."

A cold and chilling voice slowly came from the dilapidated temple.

A graceful figure walked out slowly.

It was a woman, wearing a plain white dress that fluttered in the wind, revealing her graceful figure.

A face similar to Xie Beiling's contains coldness and indifference from the heart.

There was no emotional fluctuation at all.

The woman stopped beside Xie Beiling and looked in the direction the boy left.

"At the Qi training stage, let alone reaching the Land of Falling Stars, he can't even get out of the Falling Demon Mountain."

The voice was calm, as if stating the facts.

"Isn't this exactly what you wish for? After he dies, I will naturally sever all my lust and desires, unite with you, and ascend to the immortal path together."

Xie Beiling has red lips, lively eyes, and a black dress that sets off her snow-white skin like a mountain snow lotus.

She stretched out her delicate hand, feeling the warmth of the moonlight, and whispered:
"But I think he should be able to overcome the danger and return safely. After all..."

Xie Beiling turned sideways and looked at the face that was somewhat similar to her own.

“He never disappoints.”

"It's just a struggle in a corner of the world. What does it mean? If you can't become a true master, you will always be a floating duckweed in the world."

The woman in white faced Xie Beiling directly.

If it weren't for the fact that her original body and clone were too special and required a willing fusion, why would she talk so much nonsense?

What a boring bet.

"The Tao is ruthless and treats all things the same. You have taken the wrong path for the sake of your inner desires and deviated from your original intention."

"I've been waiting for you to come back."

Xie Beiling smiled faintly, lowered her outstretched hand, and chuckled softly:
"You are too extreme. Back then, you took the path of ruthlessness, while I took the path of lust. This was originally your approval of this path."

The woman in white still looked indifferent, her dress fluttering in the wind as she walked forward with lotus steps.

"I let you walk the path of lust so that you can transcend it, not get caught up in it and lose yourself."

He took a step forward, walked into the jungle, and was about to leave.

He paused slightly, and for the first time, his cold face showed some emotion. He looked at the slender figure leaning against the tree trunk with a little surprise.

Zhang Yuanzhu placed one hand on the hilt of the knife, looking at the woman in white with a lazy expression.

Then he turned to Xie Beiling and asked again:
"Do you need me to kill her for you?"

A trace of astonishment flashed across Xie Beiling's eyes, followed by a bright smile.

Are you worried about her?

The girl shook her head:
"We are one after all, so let's not do this."

Zhang Yuanzhu nodded and slowly straightened his back.

Boom!

Like a huge mountain standing tall, its violent and heavy aura crushes all directions.

"Then beat me half to death. I've reached the peak of Qi training. I'm one step ahead of you after all."

"Defeat me?"

The woman in white had no expression on her face, but her eyes were even colder as she stepped forward.

To attack her with a lower realm is to seek death!

Since the other party wants to take action, then let's solve this disaster. This way it will not violate the oath we made.

Strands of purple light burst out from his body, covering the earth, blurring the world, and confusing people's hearts.

In just a few steps, the world seemed to be turned upside down, and only a figure in white was walking forward.

Zhang Yuanzhu grinned and walked forward.

Step out.

Tower! Cry!
The cries accompanied the footsteps, and a golden sun slowly rose, casting vast light and heat.

Tower! Wow!
The sound of toads and footsteps intertwined, and the full moon emerged and slowly rotated.

tower!
The sun rises in the east and the moon sets in the west, and all the common sense of the world seems to be contained therein.

Raise your arms, the sun and the moon are in your palms, and the universe is in your hands.

He took three steps and arrived in front of the woman.

He slightly folded his arms, clenched his five fingers together, and punched out with a loud bang!

In an instant, the purple light and the confusing and hazy things disappeared.

In the sky and on the earth, only the peerless fist light took away all the glory.

Amidst the fist light, a graceful figure in white roared towards the sky and cast all kinds of terrifying spells, but was crushed alive.

A white palm broke the spell, smashed the magic weapon, swung its arms, and pressed against the woman's chest.

clang!
With a sharp collision sound, a graceful figure staggered back.

Spots of blood splattered, staining the dress red, bringing a sense of desolation.

Zhang Yuanzhu felt the touch of his fingertips and his smile deepened.

Step forward and punch!
Ding! Ding! Ding~
With the sound of metal clashing, mountains and rivers shook, grass and trees exploded, and the earth shattered into pieces.

He took six steps in a row and threw six punches.

The young man stood with his fists clenched, his eyes lowered, looking down.

A graceful figure collapsed to the ground, her white dress turned into a blood-stained robe, and she stared blankly at Zhang Yuanzhu.

How can he be so strong!
How can he be so strong!!

The 'clone' spoke a thousand words about the young man's talent, potential, and character, but none of them shocked her as much as these six punches.

At this moment, all the ruthless paths and indifferent hearts were shattered.

“Zhang Yuanzhu!!!”

The woman in white murmured unconsciously.

The young man just glanced at her, then looked away and nodded slightly to Xie Beiling not far away.

Turn around and stride away!
Xie Beiling's eyes were filled with surprise.

She thought Zhang Yuanzhu would win, but she didn't expect him to win so easily.

If it weren't for the secret treasure protecting me, I might not be able to take both punches.

Call ~
He suppressed his emotions, walked forward slowly, and came to the front of the woman who collapsed on the ground.

The jade hand stretched out, the red lips were outlined, with an inexplicable smile.

"My vision is pretty good, isn't it?"

The only response is silence.

For a long, long time, until a noise came from afar and a breath of air approached, the woman in white slowly spoke:
"After all, I'm not in my strongest form. If you and I become one, we're not much weaker than that person."

"We can definitely fight!"

As the words fell, he pushed away Xie Beiling's outstretched hand and stumbled to his feet.

"Besides, you know the situation at the Demon Mountain. He can't get out."

Xie Beiling put his hands down, listened to the woman's emotional words, and sighed:
"You're upset!"

The woman in white remained silent, erasing the turbulent emotions in her heart one by one.

He returned to indifference and coldness.

"Let's go. I'm more interested in this oath."

The two women stood side by side, their dresses fluttering in the wind.

The next moment, Xie Beiling and the other person slowly disappeared like smoke.

……

Zhang Yuanzhu walked on the earth, passing one monk after another who were running towards him.

But no one could find his trace.

The young man recalled the fight just now. Although he hadn't used all his strength, the opponent, relying on his peak Qi training skills and secret treasures, had fought him head-on several times...

Not bad!
Worthy of being the Saint of a great sect.

However, after a few punches, the opponent will definitely be seriously injured, which will give Xie Beiling more time.

The thoughts in his mind did not affect his pace.

Keep moving forward and approach the Demon-Suppressing Pass.

Just as Zhang Yuanzhu was walking away, a figure shrouded in mist appeared in front of the dilapidated temple.

The figure glanced around, pausing at the remains of trees and the cracked mountains.

He raised his arm, and his palm emerged from the mist, revealing his wrinkled fingers.

Just a light move.

Strands of light red light emerged from the gravel and gathered towards the palm of the hand.

"The aura of the Extreme Yang Liquid. That person once attacked here."

Bang!
He clasped his palms together, and a light red glow exploded.

The figure shrouded in mist quickly escaped into the jungle.

……

As time passed, Zhang Yuanzhu's speed became slower and slower until he stopped.

He frowned slightly, and a figure shrouded in mist appeared in his sight.

Danger! Very dangerous! !

Extremely dangerous!!!

This is a strong man who has taken several steps in the Foundation Establishment Realm and is definitely above the third level of Foundation Establishment.

"Qi training cultivator?"

The fog twisted, and a slightly surprised voice slowly came out.

"You are not from the imperial family of the Great Yuan Dynasty, so why do you have the aura of someone who has been baptized by the water of the Extreme Yang Pool?"

"Forget it, I'll take you down..."

boom!
A huge sonic boom interrupted the conversation.

The dazzling starlight mixed with the rolling air waves instantly crossed the space and came in front of it.

Zhang Yuanzhu's face disappeared, and the white tiger Nuo mask appeared to bless himself.

The bones, muscles, and internal organs tremble, bursting out with tremendous power.

The magic power in the dantian is surging and rolling.

Deep in the soul [Characteristics] Moving mountains, coercion, sharpness, and trembling at the same time.

On the dark gold armor, the engraved formation is activated
The young man didn't hesitate for a moment and attacked with all his strength.

The fog that enveloped the body of the foundation-building cultivator disappeared in an instant, revealing an old face full of wrinkles.

"Thief, it was you who killed the Seventh Prince!"

In an instant, the old man deduced the power the young man possessed after he made his move.

With such strength, he can indeed kill Lie You and others.

He made a misjudgment!

The five-layer spiritual platform vibrated, and streams of magical power wanted to surge out, but they became stagnant and solidified.

“This…this is…”

There was no time to think, the dazzling starlight was already coming, and the old man tried his best to avoid it.

Bang!
An arm suddenly exploded and turned into a bloody mist.

Zhang Yuanzhu's pupils were cold, and he swung his palm knife diagonally, slashing towards the head at an extremely fast speed.

"You deserve to die!"

Pale flames burst out, trying to force back the enemy and give himself a chance to catch his breath.

kill!

Zhang Yuanzhu let out a long roar and thrust his palm knife forward, violent and ferocious.

Stay close to the old man and attack.

Stab it!

Half of the old man's face was peeled off, revealing his white bones.

Blood was also splattered on the boy's body.

The starlight was broken, the armor was pierced, and the body was scarred.

Even though the old man's cultivation was suppressed by the formation, his body still reached the strength required for the fifth level of foundation building.

This was destined to be a brutal fight, with spells unleashed in a split second, bodies colliding, and life and death decided.

Bang!

The Dragon Prison Sword was unsheathed, and the explosive blade light, mixed with bursts of dragon roars, slashed on the other arm.

The entire arm was twisted into blood foam in an instant.

He wants to win!
Zhang Yuanzhu stepped forward, staying close to the old man and suppressing his cultivation.

The long sword dances and the fist moves forward.

Keep making the enemy cough up blood and retreat.

"Thief!"

The old man was filled with resentment and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

He also has many secret techniques, many methods, and even spiritual weapons.

But he had no time to use it, the enemy's attack was too decisive.

His magic power is obscure and his arms are disabled.

The flash of the sword was too fast! Too fierce! Too accurate!

If you are distracted for even a moment, you will definitely die.

The old man didn't understand how the situation had developed to this point.

Stab it!

The long sword tore through the flames, cut through the skin, and crushed the heart, and blood gushed out from the old man's chest.

"You in the end..."

Before he could finish his words, a white palm had already pressed on the old man's forehead.

Bang!
The head exploded like a melon or fruit, and blood and bones splattered everywhere.

The young man flicked his sleeves and collected the debris.

The Dragon Prison Sword burst out with radiance, carrying the young man away in a rainbow and disappearing at the end of the sky.

From the appearance of the old man from the Yuan Dynasty royal family to his death, it took only a dozen breaths.

The two of them were already fighting in a small space, to decide victory or defeat, and to decide life or death.

Such a brutal fight was completely different from the fights between regular monks, which resulted in the powerful momentum of both sides being revealed during the fight.

Before the surrounding monks could react, everything was settled.

Zhang Yuanzhu stepped on the long sword and galloped across the sky. His double pupils glowed with green light as he repaired his injuries.

Until a big river appeared at your feet.

The rainbow light turned and fell into the river.

Rays of starlight bloomed from all around his body, bombarding the riverbed, and square array disks flew out of the storage bag and spread in all directions.

In an instant, the cave was opened up.

Under the river, inside the cave.

Zhang Yuanzhu sat cross-legged, sensing his own condition.

Continuously expel alien energy and heal scars.

This time the opponent is not weak, and his actual combat power is far beyond his.

Unfortunately, his magic power was suppressed by the formation, and he could only fight with his physical body and part of his magic power.

Even so, he still suffered serious injuries.

Fortunately, he won.

"It's careless!"

Zhang Yuanzhu sighed lightly, admitted his mistake, and was found by the Yuan Dynasty royal family.

Carefully sensing his body, he felt the blood surging and his magic power surging. Streams of light red smoke emanated from his body and then disappeared into thin air.

This is the extremely yang fluid that has not yet been fully absorbed by the body. It is directly destroyed without waiting to be absorbed.

After one stick of incense, the injury healed.

Zhang Yuanzhu began to count the spoils of this fight.

He believed that the value of a cultivator at the fifth level of foundation building would not disappoint him.

Stretch out your palm and wave it casually.

A headless corpse appeared in the cave.

Tap lightly with five fingers.

The gray storage bag flew out from the corpse's clothes and landed in his palm.

Then, the white bone beads on the waist flew out, hovered above the corpse, and began to absorb bits of blood, flesh, and bones.

Zhang Yuanzhu had a blank expression on his face. He withdrew his gaze and focused it on the storage bag.

One after another, array patterns spread from the palm of his hand, breaking the restrictions of the storage bag mountain.

At the same time, consciousness slowly probed into it to check.

Pills, spiritual minerals, talismans, spiritual stones, scriptures... one treasure after another appeared in his mind.

The corners of the boy's mouth curled up involuntarily with joy. It seemed that the harvest this time would not be too bad.

Raise your palm, with the bag facing down, and shake it gently.

Wow~Wow~
A large number of spiritual objects poured out, and Zhang Yuanzhu began to organize and classify them quickly.

All the miscellaneous items, useless items, and spiritual objects of unknown effects were put away.

For a moment, only two items were left on the ground.

A rusty copper furnace and a mysterious talisman.

"Spiritual weapon, foundation-building talisman, not bad."

Zhang Yuanzhu whispered in his heart.

The foundation-building talisman is a small matter. The most important spiritual weapon, I wonder if it has any new [characteristics].

You know, each of the second-level [characteristics] of the Golden Mace and the Mountain-Holding Seal that he possesses will be of great help to him.

While thinking, he reached out and pressed his hand on the copper furnace.

A thought came to my mind.

The copper furnace disappeared, and deep in the soul, the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree swayed gently, emitting rays of divine light.

The mirror composed of red and blue divine light also underwent slight changes.

Palm Control: [Level 2] Cang Huolu (Specialty: Explosion)

(End of this chapter)