1289: C1289 What Kind of Palm Technique Is This!

C1289 What Kind of Palm Technique Is This!

What kind of palm technique is that?

"Come on."

Ning Qi smiled faintly.

Before he finished speaking, Zikun pulled his bow and shot an arrow. His fist slowly stretched to the back of his shoulder. All the spiritual energy within a radius of tens of thousands of miles gathered towards Zikun. It was a huge whirlpool. When it appeared above Zikun's head, he still didn't plan to use his image to suppress Ning Qi.

"Hiss..."

All the cultivators nearby gasped. Zikun's understanding of the world under his control... If they didn't use their Dharma Idol, they could only use their physical strength to punch. At most, they could only use the spiritual energy within a few hundred miles. This was the limit. If they used their Dharma Idols, their power would increase by a hundred times.

In other words, if Zikun used his Dharma Idol, the spiritual energy within a few million miles would be used by him.

Boom!

Zikun punched. A huge mushroom cloud rose from where Ning Qi was standing. The ground shook, and the aftershock spread in all directions. The nearby cultivators hurriedly pulled up their pants and turned around to run. After running for dozens of miles, they finally stopped and looked in the direction of Ning Qi.

"He should be... dead, right? Besides the Late Period of Dharma Image Cultivator, the Eternal Stage Cultivator can't possibly survive such an attack, right?"

If Zikun's fist was aimed at them, they would probably die on the spot!

They did not believe that Ning Qi could survive such an attack!

"Hahaha! I will accept your promissory notes!"

Kiu Feng's wild laughter rang out.

Because he saw that after the smoke dispersed, a huge pit that was more than three thousand meters long appeared where Ning Qi was standing. There was no trace of Ning Qi in the crater.

He must have been blown up!

Kiu Feng was very happy.

Wang Wuh's expression was very ugly, and he subconsciously wanted to chase after them. At this moment, Wu Yin's body moved slightly, and he appeared beside Wang Wuh. He put his hand on Wang Wuh's shoulder and said in a flat tone, "Your ancestor isn't dead yet. Don't go and join in the fun. Just a tiny bit of aftershock is enough to crush you to pieces."

"Not dead yet?"

Wang Wuh was skeptical, but a glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes. Wu Yin was a Dharma Image Cultivator, so he should be able to believe what he said, right?

Sure enough, as soon as Wu Yin's voice faded, a figure covered in lightning broke out from the crater and attacked Zikun.

"Uh..."

Kiu Feng's laughter stopped abruptly. He looked at the scene in disbelief, "How... How is he still alive?!"

"This kid actually took the initiative to attack Baxia Zikun?"

"How dare he? If it was me, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have the courage to stand in front of Baxia Zikun."

The nearby cultivators sucked in a breath of cold air.

Zikun looked at Ning Qi's figure, and a cold light flashed across his eyes. At the same time, he also had some doubts in his heart. Those two punches of his... Even if it was an ordinary Late Period of Dharma Image Cultivator, it was enough to severely injure him. Why did this brat seem like nothing had happened? Was he really Patriarch Wang, or was he carrying the existence of the Dragon Clan or the Demon Clan Bloodline?

Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms!

Ning Qi rushed in front of Zikun and struck out with his palm. Seven Silver Dragon instantly broke out of his body, bringing with them an incomparably violent power of Laws as he attacked Zikun.

Baxia Zikun's eyes flashed with a trace of disdain, allowing the palm strike to hit his body.

How strong could the attack power of the Eternal Stage Cultivator be?

It was just an ant.

"Let's see if you can withstand my punch."

A cold smile emerged on Zikun's face. The moment the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms landed on his body, a punch landed on Ning Qi's body. This scene caused everyone's blood to boil. The two of them had already started fighting with each other.

The power that was enough to boil the entire ocean crazily invaded Ning Qi's body and rushed into every cell of his body. The power of law in his cells automatically faced this power and prevented it from continuing to invade his body.

Boom!

Ning Qi was sent flying like a cannonball.

At the same time, Zikun's face revealed a look of disbelief. After taking Ning Qi's palm strike, he actually felt like vomiting blood.

After landing heavily on the ground, Ning Qi slowly stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Zikun with a faint smile. The HP on top of his head... There was already a small space missing, about one-twentieth of its original size. As for Zikun Ba Xia, his HP was not weaker than Ning Qi's, at least a billion. It was equivalent to this palm strike, and Ning Qi had taken away more than 50 million of Zikun's HP!

If one were to calculate carefully, the attack power of Ning Qi's palm wasn't any weaker than the Late Period of Dharma Image Cultivator, but it was only effective against the Dragon Clan.

Ignore defense was equal to real damage!

As the Dragon Clan, Zikun's terrifying defense was like a fragile piece of paper in front of Ning Qi, it could be broken with just a poke.

Apart from that, Ning Qi could also deal double the damage to the Dragon Clan!

The nearby cultivators looked at Ning Qi in a daze, and a trace of disbelief flashed across their eyes. How could this kid not die after colliding with Zikun's palm?

When they saw this scene, they had almost understood why Ning Qi was able to break through the Mountain Sea Pass.

"Feng Jiuxian was almost invincible back in the Azure Dragon Continent. Only by joining hands with several Great Saints could he be killed without leaving a trace. And now, his son is so strong. Is the scene from a few hundred years ago going to repeat itself?"

A chill rose in their hearts. Hundreds of years ago, Feng Jiuxian had risen to power. Countless Dharma Image Cultivator in Azure Dragon Continent had been killed because they had provoked him. Later on, because they wanted to surround and kill Feng Jiuxian, many of the Dharma Image Cultivators in the seven Immortal Domains had died. It could be said that there were countless bones piled up on the ground.

But now, Feng Jiuxian's son seemed to be even stronger than Feng Jiuxian. With his Late Period of Eternal Stage cultivation base, he had exchanged a few blows with the famous Late Period of Dharma Image Stage warrior on the Azure Dragon Ranking, but was still not defeated. I'm afraid that even Feng Jiuxian might not be able to do it!

"What kind of palm technique is this?"

Under Overbearing Zikun looked at Ning Qi in bewilderment.

"Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms."

Ning Qi said with a faint smile.

"What's the name of your blade?"

Under Overbearing Zikun said coldly.

"Dragon Slaying Blade."

Ning Qi smiled faintly.

Descending Dragon? Dragon Slaying?

When the Dragon Clan heard this, they immediately looked at Ning Qi furiously. His palm technique was actually called Descending Dragon? This was clearly not putting the Dragon Clan in his eyes!

"Old Ancestor Zikun, please kill this ant who insulted our Dragon Clan!"

One of the Dragon Clan bellowed.

Immediately, over a hundred Dragon Clan echoed in agreement, and the entire scene was filled with the roars of dragons.2

When they saw the Dragon Clan getting angry, the nearby cultivators revealed a trace of fear on their faces. Had this guy gone mad? In Baxia Immortal Realm, he said such disrespectful words to the Dragon Clan?

Descending Dragon? Descending a dragon from which family?

Dragon Slaying? Which clan's dragon would be slaughtered?

"Damn it, please don't implicate the cultivators of our Human Clan!"

Many cultivators were gnashing their teeth in anger at Ning Qi. If he asked for your name, wouldn't he just make it up? Why did he have to be so honest?

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