Eight Desolate Holy Paths

Chapter 438 Unparalleled Defense
Everyone in the Three-Eyed Tribe has eyebrows and eyes, and their stature is about Zhang Xu, but they can't tell what kind of blood they are in. Unlike the Xuanwu Tribe, everyone carries a pair of turtle shells on their backs, and they can tell the blood of their bodies at a glance. force.

At first, Ji Tian didn't pay much attention to it, but after so long, he still didn't know the source of the blood of the Three-eyed Tribe. He felt in his heart that the Three-eyed Tribe might have a deep secret hidden and he didn't want others to know.

Although he kept thinking in his heart, Ji Tian stared at the two people fighting in the arena.

Zhu Canming looked contemptuous, with an expression of indifference, without even moving the scales between his brows, and frivolously resisted the opponent's attacking punches and kicks.

However, the man with a tortoise shell who looks very similar to Fatty Qian has a dignified face, anxious eyes, and constantly rushing to attack. His figure looks clumsy, but every punch and kick contains an inexplicable mystery. At last, the void that was vibrating with every punch and kick rumbled, and he exerted his physical body to the extreme.

It's a pity that facing the genius Zhu Canming, all his fists and feet were blocked, and he couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

"Elder! I can't do it, we have to admit defeat."

Hearing this, the elders of the Xuanwu clan showed unwillingness on their faces, and shouted loudly: "Don't be lazy, you are stupid. Our Xuanwu clan has unparalleled defense. What do you do to attack? Block his fists and feet and you will be invincible!" Land. Also, what about your boxing technique, use it quickly!"

Hearing this, the fat man got a little impatient, waved his hand, pointed at Zhu Cangming and shouted: "I'm going to make a big move, you can save some face by admitting defeat early."

Zhu Cangming sneered, flashed his horns on the top of his head, and said disdainfully: "Ultimate move? Okay, I'll wait and see what else you can do? With your little skill, you still want to participate in the God Sacrifice Conference? The Xuanwu tribe can't even make it into the top [-]."

hum!
A turtle shell flashed behind the fat man, and a divine beast with a dragon's head and a turtle's body manifested at his feet, with a swing of its fists, it seemed to be slowly but surely hitting towards Zhu Cangming.

"This is!"

Ji Tian's eyes lit up.

"He is Fatty Qian, that's right, this is the Dangwu Fumo Fist I taught him."

Fatty Qian manifested the Xuanwu Holy Beast at his feet, and the attacking technique he used was the Swinging Martial Fumo Fist, how could Ji Tian admit his mistake.

Boom!
Fatty Qian punched out, and a strange vortex hovered above his fist. This vortex was terrifying, only three feet in radius, but it twisted and tore apart the void like a black hole.

Zhu Canming's eyes changed slightly, and he finally became serious. He moved his body, and instead of dodging, he went forward, fist to fist.

Click!
The two fists collided, and there was a sound of void shattering. The terrifying vortex covering Fatty Qian's fist exploded, and pieces of void fragments scattered in all directions.

Tick ​​tock!

A drop of pitch-black blood fell from Zhu Canming's fist, and the faces of everyone in the Zhu Canming tribe changed.

"impossible!"

"How could this be?"

"What kind of attacking technique does this fat man use? Even Cang Ming's fist can break through!"

The clansmen of the Zhuming tribe exclaimed one after another, showing expressions of disbelief. Zhu Canming, as the genius of the Zhuming tribe, is one of the most tyrannical in the younger generation of Pangu Dongtian. Fatty Qian smashed Zhu Canming's fist with one punch, which was really unexpected.

Zhu Canming's expression changed, looking at the wound on his fist, he looked at Fatty Qian with gloomy eyes.

"There are still some skills, but not enough!"

The scales between Zhu Canming's eyebrows flashed, and a dense layer of black dragon scales appeared all over his body. All kinds of mysterious dao patterns spread on the dragon scales, and the double horns on Zhu Canming's head made him look like an ancient demon god.

Click!
He kicked in the void, his figure turned into an afterimage, smashed through the void directly, came to Fatty Qian, shouted loudly, and punched out.

When he punched out, the faces of the Xuanwu tribe changed, and Ji Tian was secretly worried that he would step forward to help.

Everyone can see the power of this punch, Zhu Canming's punch that smashed through the void is not so easy to catch.

"careful!"

Ji Tian only had time to shout.

Bang!
A violent tremor sounded, and cracks in the void spread out, making it impossible for everyone to see the scene clearly for a while.

After the cracks in the void disappeared, everyone discovered that Fatty Qian was intact, and the tortoise shell behind him covered him tightly. Zhu Canming's terrifying punch hit the tortoise shell, and there was only a loud noise. There is not even a single crack in the turtle shell.

"Look!" Qin Mingyue suddenly said.

Everyone also found clues, after Zhu Canming punched the former fat man's tortoise shell with all his strength, a pitch-black scale flew out of the dragon's claw-like fist.

This scale hovered in mid-air for a while before turning into a drop of pitch-black blood.

"What a strong tortoise shell. It seems that this kid's tortoise shell was not inspired by his own blood, but by another chance. Otherwise, it would be impossible to inspire such a hard tortoise shell with his cultivation. Zhu Cangming should have nothing to do with him. , the hardness of this tortoise shell is extremely difficult to break even if the old man tries to do it himself."

Man Yi admired.

Ji Tian's heart moved, and he remembered the chessboard that Fatty Qian had obtained before. That chessboard was transformed from a turtle shell. Not only did it have astonishing supernatural powers of calculation, but Fatty Qian also said that this turtle shell was unparalleled in defense. Arrived.

After watching it for so long, Ji Tian also had a good idea of ​​Zhu Canming's physical body. Compared with his, Zhu Canming's physical body was not inferior to his, and the dragon scales covering his whole body were extremely hard.But Zhu Canming didn't have Ji Tian's terrifying recovery ability, and his divine power couldn't match it, only his hardness was similar to Ji Tian's.

Boom boom boom!
Zhu Cangming punched and kicked the tortoise shell as if he didn't believe in evil, his eyes flickered with anger.

It's a pity that this tortoise shell is too solid, leaving Zhu Canming helpless.

"Quickly admit defeat, you can't break it, I don't have the time to entangle you." Fatty Qian shouted.

Zhu Canming was even more annoyed, he was almost invincible physically, even compared with the elders in the tribe, he was only one level behind, and he had never been defeated, but now he had no choice but to use a pair of immobile turtle shells, how could he be reconciled.

"Elder, this Zhu Canming's physical body is similar to mine, how many turns has he practiced the "Nine Turns of Xuanyuan Gong"?"

Ji Tian was very curious. He had to know that everyone in Pangu Cave practiced the "Nine Turns of Xuanyuan Gong", but without Pangu's blood essence, it was impossible to break through the third turn.And Zhu Canming's physical body is only one level worse than Elder Man Yi's, comparable to the power of the fifth round of cultivation, Zhu Canming could not have absorbed Pan Gu's blood essence, otherwise he would not have participated in the God Sacrifice Conference.

In this way, how did he cultivate such a tyrannical body?This was something Ji Tian was very puzzled about. It was impossible for Zhu Canming to practice other body training methods like him.

Man Yi shook his head: "Zhu Cangming is only at the peak level of the second round now. The reason why his physical body is so tyrannical is because their Zhuming tribe uses the blood of various gods and beasts to cultivate them with geniuses and treasures. Just like the little Like you, before you practiced the "Nine Turns Xuanyuan Kungfu", your physical body was very strong. Like our three-eyed tribe, although only one or two of each generation can get Pangu's blood essence, the other tribes are still not weak. They don't have Pangu's blood essence, so they can't break through the third round of "Nine Turns Xuanyuan Kungfu". They can still improve their physical bodies by relying on daily training and taking various treasures, but they haven't practiced "Nine Turns Xuanyuan Kungfu" It’s just a miracle.”

After a pause, Man Yi continued: "This is the same practice of all the tribes participating in the God Sacrifice Conference. All the treasures in the tribe are used on the geniuses participating in the God Sacrifice Conference, making his physical body as strong as possible. Then get a good ranking in the God Sacrifice Conference. Once you absorb the blood of Pangu Great God in the Pangu Temple, with the previous tyrannical body as the foundation, you can make "Nine Turns Xuanyuan Gong" advance by leaps and bounds in a short period of time. With this Zhu Cang Ming’s physical body, after he absorbs Pangu’s essence and blood in the Pangu Temple, he will be able to complete the fifth round of "Nine Turns Xuanyuan Kungfu" in a short time."

Ji Tian suddenly understood the reason why Zhu Canming didn't break through the third round of "Nine Turns of Xuanyuan Gong", but his physical body was so tyrannical.

After all, there are only a very small number of people in Pangu Cave who can obtain Pangu's blood essence. Those who have not obtained the blood essence are not weak physically. The secret recipe can also improve one's physical body.

While Man Yi was speaking, Zhu Cangming had already bombarded the former fat man's tortoise shell hundreds of times, and the scales on his fist kept falling apart, turning into drops of pitch-black blood.

The blood of the people of the Zhuming tribe is dark and weird.

After bombarding him hundreds of times, Fatty Qian didn't even bother to talk to Zhu Cangming anymore. Seeing that Fatty Qian didn't care, Zhu Cangming became even more annoyed and insisted on breaking the tortoise shell.

The elder of the Xuanwu tribe couldn't stand it anymore. He knew the origin of the tortoise shell behind Fatty Qian. When he found Fatty Qian, he was immediately surprised when he saw the tortoise shell of Fatty Qian. guessed.

Later, Fatty Qian followed him back to the Xuanwu tribe. After the Xuanwu tribe's blood stimulation ceremony, Qian Fatzi's Xuanwu blood was completely stimulated, and this turtle shell merged with the turtle shell inspired by Qian Fatzi's blood.

It was because of such a change that the elders of the Xuanwu tribe made up their mind to let Fatty Qian represent their Xuanwu tribe to participate in the god sacrifice meeting.

With this tortoise shell, Fatty Qian is almost invincible, even if he tries himself, he can't break the tortoise shell.

Now that Zhu Canming has nothing to do with the fat man, the elder of the Xuanwu tribe was very satisfied, and said aloud: "Okay! Let it go, I think it will be a draw."

The elders of the Zhuming tribe nodded their heads, and they didn't want to entangle Zhu Canming any longer. Although the Xuanwu tribe was not one of the top ten tribes, they were not easy to mess with, and they were worse than their Zhuming tribe.

Looking at the tortoise shell that was still intact after being bombarded hundreds of times by Zhu Cangming, the elders of the Zhuming tribe sighed secretly: "Although the Xuanwu tribe is famous for its defense, they have not seen their tortoises in the usual several god worship conferences." The shell is so hard, this little fat man is so weird, with him participating this time, Cang Ming has an opponent."

"Cang Ming, stop! Don't pester him anymore."

Hearing the elder's call, Zhu Canming's expression changed slightly, he cast a bitter glance at Fatty Qian who was covered by the turtle shell, and stopped fighting.

(End of this chapter)