187: C187 The Battle of the Grandmasters(3)

C187 The Battle of the Grandmasters(3)

Hong! His palm struck firmly on Li Tuofeng's body and he flew out like a rag doll. He fell to the ground and vomited blood.

His clothes were completely burnt, his skin was torn, blood s flowed in a long stream, and what was even weirder was that as if they had been roasted by fire, their skin was scorched black, and they were filled with large blisters the size of dates.

"It's as if he's been burned, what's the matter?!"

Many of the Martial Cultivator s felt a chill run down their spines, and their faces turned as white as paper.

Martial Cultivator was unavoidably killing, and were all ruthless. However, such a brutal method of killing made them feel a chill in their hearts.

"What kind of devilish exercise is this, to actually have such a high temperature …"

Li Tuofeng forced himself to raise his head as he asked with his blood s in his mouth. Even if he was sent to the hospital with a large area of burns, he would not be able to cure it.

"I'll let you know after twenty years, old decay will be sitting at the mouth of the active volcano on Demons Island, absorbing the energy and fire poison from the lava for me to use day and night. I've already refined the extreme heat …"

Lin Zhenyu stood proudly with his hands behind his back, as if he was looking at a Ants that was looking down at him with contempt.

"Absorbing magma fire toxin for twenty years … You have actually suffered such hardships before! "

Li Tuofeng was surprised, then revealed a look of relief, and weakly sighed: "As expected, if you want to search for the supreme Martial Arts, you need to go through torture and suffering that normal people cannot endure. Today, the old decay will lose without any complaints …" With that, his head tilted to the side as he died.

The tyrant of the northwest Martial Arts, the Old Master of Perfection Stage, the fifth expert of Divine Ranking, Li Tuofeng — Death!

The crowd was shocked!

There was complete silence!

No one dared to look at the lonely and tall figure standing on top of the Shoe Mountain with eyes filled with fear.

Even if Lin Zhenyu had forcefully pushed China down back then, he was only ranked in the top ten of the Divine Ranking, so it was unlikely for him to be on par with Li Tuofeng.

Even if he was stronger than Li Tuofeng by a little, if he wanted to kill his opponent, he would probably need to go through a long and bitter battle.

But right now …

Lin Zhenyu had only thrown out one palm and one blade, and in just two moves, he had already killed Li Tuofeng, this was clearly an instant kill!

No one could guess the strength that Lin Zhenyu had revealed, he was most likely just a step away from Divine Stage.

"Absorbing magma fire toxin, he actually thought of such a tricky and ruthless cultivation method!"

"He has created a new path that is comparable to the cultivation of formless energy. This is going to be difficult!"

Zhao Yuankun and Wei Feilong gritted their teeth in hatred, but their eyes were filled with fear and helplessness.

"Ai, I never thought that after twenty years of closed door cultivation, he would actually be able to cultivate such an amazing technique …"

"I'm afraid even wargod Ye Zhantian cannot easily beat him!"

Even Huo Qingtian had hesitated. His face was grave and a light flickered in his eyes. He was deeply moved in his heart and did not have the confidence to win against Lin Zhenyu.

"Everyone, since the arena battle is to decide on the Alliance Master position, although old decay is not talented, I also wish to experience the world's heroes' expert!"

Lin Zhenyu's aura surged like a deep ocean, his entire person standing on top of a huge boulder like an imposing mountain.

"If anyone wants to challenge the old decay, go ahead!"

His voice was loud like a bell. He fought against hundreds of mighty Martial Arts alone, but he did not show any fear.

"How can we let him be the President of the Martial Union?"

"If this were to spread out, it could be said to be the biggest humiliation to the Chinese Martial Art!" Many of the Martial Cultivator's big shots had anxious expressions on their faces.

Although Lin Zhenyu was a Expoert of Martial Arts, he had a close relationship with the large circle. Furthermore, the large circle had already done all sorts of evil things, such as trafficking in human beings, smuggling of arms, drug trafficking, how could such a person be a President of the Martial Union?

It was like a huge joke.

But now, this ridiculous joke was about to become a reality.

"Hmph, Lin Zhenyu, what virtue and ability do you have to be qualified to become a President of the Martial Union?" Hong Hetu stood up, and shouted angrily.

"With evil thief like him, you are not allowed to talk about martial arts principles and just directly chop him to death!"

Zhang Mingli stood up and shouted.

"Hehe, little kid, you don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is!"

Lin Zhenyu sneered, his fingers flicked out continuously, and with a few crackling sounds, numerous red finger lights pierced through the air, striking towards the people who were scolding him.

Ah!" So painful, so hot!

Ah!" "What is this!?

"I feel like my blood is going to burn out. Help …"

For a moment, Hong Hetu and the others cried out miserably, some of them were on the verge of collapse, some of them fell to the ground, while others flew out horizontally, rolling on the ground in pain.

They were all from Martial Cultivator, and their movement techniques were not ordinary originally. Furthermore, Shoe Mountain was a kilometer or two away from the shore.

"River Diagram!"

"Mingli!"

"What kind of cultivation technique is this?"

Everyone cried out in alarm.

He was surprised to see that although it was late winter, the people who were hit all had their faces turn red. The blood vessels all over their body were bursting out with steam like earthworms and some could not even withstand the heat as they even took off their clothes.

"This Fire Poison zhenqi of mine is formed by refining the fire poison heat coming from the depths of the magma. A single cloud of hot air is enough to burn a living person into a fly ash, and right now, it's hiding in your body, burning hotter every day for one minute. In seven days, your blood will dry up and you will eventually become a dried up corpse!"

Lin Zhenyu calmly explained.

When everyone heard this, they were all struck dumb. This way of dying was simply too cruel.

"This fire poison, as long as I can use the Secret Arts to remove it, no matter if you are a medical expert or a Grandmaster of Perfection Stage, you won't be able to do anything!"

Lin Zhenyu's face remained calm as he slowly said, "And only if you submit to me and respect me, will I leave you with your dog lives!"

Sure enough, Zhao Yuankun walked over to one of the injured people and tried to use the zhenqi to remove the Fire Poison.

But after operating for half a day without any results, he could not help but shake his head towards Wei Feilong with a look of despair and worry.

"This evil thief is so powerful and arrogant!"

At this time, a Martial Cultivator looked at Huo Qingtian with a face full of anxiety as he said, "I'm afraid that I have to ask Old Huo to help in order to suppress this soul pet!"

"I request Old Huo to take action, to suppress this villain, Lin Zhenyu!" The Martial Cultivator s all shouted.

Especially, Hong Junshan and the other heirs of the Martial Cultivator who had been poisoned, they were so anxious that they were like ants on a hot pan.

"Alright, old decay will spar with Brother Lin for a bit!"

Huo Qingtian had nowhere to retreat to, he could only stand up and say loudly: "However, Brother Lin, you have come from afar, let us take the peace. I would like to use the method of a literary battle, and we can only compete with one palm."

"If I win, brother Lin, after you remove the Fire Poison, keep your promise and leave China. If I lose, old decay will withdraw from the martial arts world, hide his name, and never intervene in Martial Arts's affairs! "

In fact, Huo Qingtian did not have the confidence to win, the cultivation of zhenqi was extremely fierce, if there was any accident in the battle, he would die.

And just as it so happened that Hong Hetu and the others would need to rely on Lin Zhenyu's treatment, Huo Qingtian decided to go with the flow. He only used a written competition to compete with the power of his palm and zhenqi.

"Brother Old Huo, the reason the old decay has such a heavy shoe on China is because he wants to add fuel to the fire to revive the Chinese Martial Art. He doesn't want to hurt anyone. "This is great …"

Lin Zhenyu nodded, and happily agreed.

He weighed a lot in order to become a China. Killing Li Tuofeng was already enough to intimidate the heroes, and he had successfully established his might. There was no need to massacre them all, there was too much hatred between them.

"Good, Brother Lin, to be able to compete with you today, it is truly a happy occasion for old decay!"

Huo Qingtian bellowed, his figure flickered, and he had already disappeared from his original position, like a torpedo splitting open the water surface, pushing away two monstrous white waves, in the blink of an eye, kungfu had already arrived above the Shoe Mountain, standing face to face with Lin Zhenyu.

"Alright!"

"Beautiful!"

"Old Huo, good job!"

The spectators on the shore cheered loudly. His brother was very excited, as if he had seen a god.

Huo Qingtian moved like a ghost, his speed almost reaching the speed of sound. He was actually able to suppress Li Tuofeng by a level, to the extent that he could be on par with Lin Zhenyu.

The sound gradually grew softer, until finally, there was only absolute silence.

Everyone held their breath and didn't dare to make a sound. They stared at the two on the island.

On one side was Old Master Huo Qingtian, who was second on the Divine Ranking and had the good name of "Sky Pillar of the Central Plains".

On one side was the one who had cultivated arduously for twenty years at the mouth of the volcano, the number one overseas Master, Lin Zhenyu, who had brought fire into the China.

The two of them could be said to be the strongest figures in the entire Martial Arts, everyone could only look up to them.

And now, the two top expert s were going to use one palm to determine the outcome of the battle.

The air seemed to have frozen over as everyone found it hard to breathe. They were enthralled, nervous, worried, excited, worshipful … All kinds of complicated expressions kept changing on everyone's face.

"Master Lin, please!" Huo Qingtian's expression became serious and his eyes became cold. He cupped his hands together and bowed.

"Old Huo! "Please!" Lin Zhenyu also cupped his fists in return, his expression was actually very calm.

"Apologies!"

Huo Qingtian bellowed, both of his feet stomped on the ground, causing the Great Shoe Mountain to tremble.

"Acalanātha Infernal King, suppress all devils —!"

All forty-eight thousand pores on his body shot out beams of golden zhenqi. A ten feet tall giant Buddha statue appeared.

This Buddha statue was wreathed in flames, and its fangs were exposed. Its face was full of anger and it looked extremely vicious.

The giant Buddha statue covered the sky with its five fingers, and as if it was a mountain crushing down, it struck towards Huo Qingtian.0

"This is the Art of Acalanātha!" Shaolin's absolute art! "

"This kind of godly might is the same as the words of the Divine Stage. Spitting out the Vital Spirit, mental interference in reality is about the same!"

Zhao Yuankun and the rest were shocked, their voices trembling: "I never thought that the Old Huo would actually succeed, what great power!"

"Once Acalanātha has appeared, I'm afraid that even if Ye Zhantian has personally come, he would still have to be cautious …"

Wei Feilong's face was also filled with ecstasy. What he meant was that Lin Zhenyu might not be able to handle this attack.

Knowing that Lin Zhenyu's evil techniques were not to be underestimated, Huo Qingtian did not dare to be negligent in the slightest, and the moment he attacked, he used his ultimate technique.

As the Martial Family of the horse store in Yu Province, the Huo Family and the Dengfeng Shaolin Temple had a good relationship. The disciples were all from the same sect, and Huo Qingtian had been the Hall Master of Luohan Hall since he was thirty years old.

There were dozens of different controlling methods in his technique, but after thinking about it, only the Art of Acalanātha was the strongest — This move, even if it did not take Lin Zhenyu's life, it would definitely heavily injure him, and even cripple his Cultivation Level, so much so that he would lose his life in Martial Arts.

"Roc Six Transformation, Crimson Golden Roc Transformation!"

Right at that moment of life and death, a powerful and cold voice came out, and Lin Zhenyu made his move.

With cold eyes, he turned his hands over and slapped towards the giant hand of the Buddha statue.

In that instant, with a rumble, a golden roc surrounded by flames flew out from his body.

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