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Chapter 465 The Young Master of the Photo Studio (4)

The heart guard shattered, and Hu Buwei let out a loud roar, and the black robe on his body suddenly released countless extremely thin glints of light. The rays of light intertwined vertically and horizontally, and piled up in front of Beiming sword.

With a loud bang, the hilt of the Beiming Sword shattered the heart guard, and the epee continued to rotate half a circle forward. When the dark light in the black robe was shining, it was the tip of the sword that turned around, from top to bottom. Chop hard.

There was no sword light splashing, no divine light lingering, and no mana fluctuations or supernatural omens, just a flash of cold light, and the overlapping, densely packed dim light was smashed to pieces by a sword.

The black robe exploded, revealing a set of black fine-scale soft armor that Hu Buwei was wearing next to his body.

Hu Haijiao suddenly jumped up and cursed: "The old ghost is biased, I have asked him for this set of 'Dragon Soft Armor' at least a hundred times, just to save my life... He said it was the owner's bodyguard. Treasure, I can’t give it to others...I didn’t expect it to be given to you without a word!”

In the midst of his busy schedule, Hu Buwei took a look at his jealous youngest, thinking for a while that he would be beaten to death, and he would lie in bed for at least half a year before he could get up.

'boom'!
The tip of the sword had already passed, and continued to change to the hilt and hit the chest.

Hu Buwei took a deep breath, and activated the "Mysterious Demon Real Body" cultivated by the Mysterious Demon Sutra of Myriad Tribulations with all his strength. There were sharp-edged muscles on his body covered with a layer of thin black scales. Guang Dasheng, a fist-sized strange dragon-head light and shadow emerged from the soft armor, and screamed towards the hilt of the Beiming sword that was flying towards it.

The hilt fell off.

The light and shadow of the dragon's head was blasted to pieces, and then the hilt of the sword hit Hu Fuwei's chest heavily.The dragon's soft armor uttered a mournful cry, the soft armor sank, and layers of restraints were activated, layer by layer to bear and offset the terrifying force from the hilt.

In the end, only about [-]% of the strength actually hit Hu Buwei's chest.

Hu Buwei's face turned green and white for a while, and he took the bump abruptly. He stepped lightly on the edge of the fish viewing platform, and heard a "poof". A large piece of reef densely covered with countless defensive restrictions collapsed all at once, and when the lake wind blew, the stone powder all over the sky flew silently into the water mist and disappeared without a trace.

"A bit of a doorway!"

Lu Bi muttered in a low voice, his body shook, and a sound of high-pitched, clear, brutal, or crazy dragon chant came out of his body, and Jiulong Zijia transformed into nine balls of light and shadow and rushed out of his body, After circling crazily around his body for a while, bringing up a large wave of mysterious light, the light group moved towards him, and a whole set of fully enclosed hideous heavy armor was put on his body.

Lu Yan laughed wildly, took a step forward, and the air suddenly exploded, and the air within a thousand feet was shaken outward by his rapid charge. There was no trace of air within a thousand feet, and it was abruptly transformed into a near-pure vacuum .

Hu Buwei raised his head in amazement, his body suddenly rose to a height of one foot, three or four feet, he raised two thick arms covered with black scales, and greeted Lu Qi's right palm that was slapped on the head.

In this palm, Lu Yu still didn't use any magic power, it was pure physical power, the purest and most brutal physical power.But with the help of the high speed brought by the one-step charge just now, and the strength of this palm, Lu Yu probably felt that there could be about [-] phenomena?
He saw that what Hu Buwei practiced was also an extremely profound and mysterious physical cultivation method, and with his extreme cultivation at the peak of Zhaokong, this guy's physical strength should not be underestimated!
Hu Buwei felt the mighty power that was pressing down on his head, as if the sky was collapsing. He didn't dare to neglect, and abruptly activated all his mana, and performed the secret art of fierce battle with the real body of the mysterious demon, his arms were like pillars of the sky Greeting Lu Yu, because of the qi and blood, it suddenly swelled to the palm of the ordinary Eight Immortals table!

Lu Qi's palm was congested with blood, and the skin almost swelled to a transparent state. Through the thick blood vessels, one could see the dark golden blood flowing rapidly in the palm.

The sound of blood flowing 'crawling' almost turned into thunder, and the blood rushed against the walls of the blood vessels. At the branches of the blood vessels and the nodes of the interlaced veins, the blood plasma rolled and turned into tiny whirlpools, in which there were faint golden Buddha seals Impressively floating.

'Boom'!
Lu Yu's giant palm and Hu Buwei's two palms collided violently.

With a loud noise, the water surface of Xijian Pond behind Hu Buwei suddenly sank for a radius of more than ten miles. The bodies of countless fish, shrimp, turtles, crabs and other aquatic animals in the lake suddenly deflated, then expanded suddenly, and exploded at the same time. It became a pool of blood.

Hu Buwei snorted.

With the naked eye, the muscles on his arm vibrated violently like flowing water. Lu Qi's palm was a hundred times, a thousand times heavier than the falling of a mountain. The mysterious magic power of the arm was blasted to pieces, and a trace of magic power was forced out of the arm and collapsed back into the body.

Without the support of mana, Hu Buwei's real physical strength is only about [-] elephants.

For other monks, the physical strength of the three thousand six hundred elephants is like a monster.

Even in Yuan Lingtian's Manwang Palace, which is famous for its bloodline and body cultivation, there are only a few elders who are half-step heavenly and human, who can barely compete with Hu Buwei in terms of pure physical strength.

but……

Under Lu Yu's hands, this bit of physical strength is like a seven or eight-year-old child facing a professional wrestler... Interesting!
The sound of 'clicking' was heard endlessly, and part of the strength of Lu Ni's palm was offset, but a huge force was still crushed down. Hu Buwei's two arms, from the fingers to the shoulders, all the joints were staggered at the same time, and each joint was staggered. Dislocated, misplaced, the two arms fell limply and uncontrollably.

However, the mysteries of the Myriad Tribulations Mysterious Demon Sutra cannot be underestimated. Just as Hu Buwei's arms dropped, his body shook violently, the muscles all over his body tensed and jumped, and accompanied by loud noises like bowstrings vibrating, he All the dislocated and misplaced joints of the two arms 'cracked' and were forced to reset completely.

The two arms covered with black scales brought a bad wind, and three-inch long dagger-like sharp nails protruded from the ten fingers. Hu Buwei yelled, and stabbed Lu Bi's chest and abdomen with both arms. .

"Hey, it's interesting!" Lu Qi laughed, and his palm almost hit the long needle on Hu Buwei's head that looked like a lightning rod. The arms were dislocated and misplaced one by one.

Hu Buwei's body swayed, the muscles on the two arms twitched, and all the joints of the two arms were reset abruptly, and he stabbed Lu Qi's body with more force.

'Dong Dong' twice!
Hu Buwei's fingers slammed heavily on Lu Yu's Nine Dragon Armor.

The three layers of thick nails lit up with a layer of water waves and mysterious light, and Hu Buwei let out a strange cry, watching his ten nails shattered one by one, and the terrible shock force hit him, like countless whirlpools, large and small, locking his body The palms, arms, and the turbulent latent energy entwined rapidly in circles struck, Hu Fuwei's two arms twisted rapidly, and the tendons and bones made the sound of overwhelmed shattering at the same time.

"Who are you!"

Hu Buwei looked at Lu Yu in horror.

For many years, he relied on the Mysterious Demon True Body cultivated by the Mysterious Demon Sutra of Myriad Tribulations, how many spells he received, how many supernatural powers he endured, and how many magical flying swords he had been slashed head-on, but he had never suffered such a blow!

Unless he encounters those old ghosts who are half-stepped into the realm of heaven and man, other monks of the same realm can't do much harm to him at all.

And the aura on Lu Yu's body is clearly still in the realm of Condensed Dao Fruit, although there is a faint hint of Dao Fruit sublimation, shining the charm of the void, but he has definitely not stepped into the realm of shining the void!

He was a big realm shorter than himself, yet he completely crushed himself in terms of physical strength!

What kind of monster is this?

Counting the hundreds of sects before Yuan Lingtian... all of them are charming little ladies, not to mention the Wanhua sect who hurt people with sex, their delicate bodies, he can make a thousand tears with one punch, okay?
Among the other 99 sects, including the Manwang Palace, Hu Buwei has never met anyone who can compete with him in terms of physical strength!

Who is this person?
Which sect secretly cultivated Peerless Talent?

Or that shameless old man who has been hiding for tens of thousands of years and has just been born to walk?
3 years ago, Yuan Lingtian's practice world was much more splendid and spectacular than it is now. At that time, if some old monster pretended to be dead to hide from the world, lingering on his last breath to make waves in this era, it is really possible to completely crush himself in terms of physical strength!
For weird skills such as the "Myriad Tribulations of Mysterious Demons", if someone suffers for another 3 to 3 years, his physical strength should be much stronger than his own——If Hu Buwei lives another 3000 to 3000 years ... No, even two or three thousand years?Suffering two or three thousand years of Ling Chi, his physical strength should be able to compete with Lu Qi according to his current annual strength increase!
Hu Buwei's eyes were dark, staring straight at Lu Yu.

Behind Lu Bi, White Scorpion, Hei Xi, and Mi Xi turned into afterimages and merged into the void at the same time, and then countless cold lights flickered, and they bombarded Lu Bi silently and densely.There are also one after another of secret symbols, one after another of poisonous smoke, one after another of dark thunder, and even a series of swaying ghost soldiers and fierce ghosts, swarming towards Lu Yu from all directions.

But all the attacks were dozens of feet away from Lu Qi, and they were smashed to pieces by three brilliant and majestic purple-red sword lights.

Although the three Qingyou girls couldn't do anything to Hu Buwei because of their cultivation, their flying swords could just restrain the three high-level executives of the studio.

The cold light shattered, the secret talisman disappeared, and the poisonous flames, yin thunder, yin soldiers, fierce ghosts, etc. were all burnt clean in the swirl of the sword light. They didn't even need to be cut by the flying sword itself. The pure yang energy completely wiped out these evil methods.

A muffled groan sounded, Mi Xi vomited blood and popped out of the void, and sat on the ground in an extremely embarrassing ass.

She is also only at the Dao Condensation Fruit Realm, and is in the same big realm as the three girls of Qingyou.

But in terms of the inheritance of skills, how can Mi Xi's background be compared with the three Qingyou girls who received the enlightenment of the most sacred Buddhist swordsmanship in the Foyin Hall?Not to mention, the Sword of One Qi and Three Yangs is designed to break evil spells!

Just a staggering, Mi Xi's internal organs were on fire, and her soul was burned by the pure yang energy. Inexplicably, dense blisters appeared on her beautiful face like flowers and jade, as if someone had splashed boiling water on her face. !

(End of this chapter)