737: C737 Thunderbolt Punch

C737 Thunderbolt Punch

This was the first time Wang Xiaojian had seen such a strange martial skill being used with a sword technique, creating an energy clone.

Facing the incoming sword beam, Wang Xiaojian used the powerful Spiritual Sense to look carefully.

He then realized that this energy clone was actually formed from the condensed sword Qis.

The power of the energy clone formed by the Sword Qi was not as strong as Qiu Shengjie's own body.

However, from the looks of the combined attack of the two combined with Qiu Shengjie, it was possible to see how powerful their auras were.

After Qiu Shengjie unleashed this move, his overall fighting strength increased by more than two times!

However, there was no fear on Wang Xiaojian's face.

After which, he coldly snorted and executed his movement technique, Phantom Tracing.

Wang Xiaojian's body was as light as a swallow.

Qiu Shengjie had brought along his two energy clones and surrounded him.

In three different directions, the sword beams that contained a destructive aura burst out, and enveloped him once more. Wang Xiaojian's body, transformed into numerous afterimages, and instantly disappeared.

Swish!

Boom!

The instant Wang Xiaojian's figure disappeared, three sword beams that were several meters long exploded on the prairie.

The plain in front of the Mountain-gate Square was like a bomb that had been dropped.

The grass and trees turned to ash, and mud flew everywhere.

"Where do you think you're going?!"

Under the tens of thousands of shocked gazes, Qiu Shengjie's gaze was as sharp as a falcon's. With a leap, he brought along his two energy clones and attacked Wang Xiaojian once again.

Swoosh ~

One original body, two energy clones.

Bringing with it endless killing intent, he rushed towards Wang Xiaojian with killing intent.

Wherever the sword passed by, the air would be torn apart and spread out like a wave.

This was an impending crisis.

It was a crisis of death.

It was a crisis that had no solution.

It was as though he had come from the depths of hell, breathing out the light of death.

Once he landed, it would be the time of Wang Xiaojian's death.

However, Wang Xiaojian's black hair was flying in the wind, and on his handsome face, he revealed an unruly expression.

"Old Dog Qiu, this move is very powerful, but it is too naive to want to kill."

"Eat this move of mine!"

Wang Xiaojian spat out a mouthful of thunder, his fist suddenly clenched, releasing a gold coloured lightning.

Facing the three figures that were approaching him with killing intent.

The Genuine Qi all over his body had condensed to the limit.

His whole body bloomed like a blazing sun!

Wang Xiaojian quickly rushed out.

He did not charge towards Qiu Shengjie, but towards the Sword Qi doppelganger formed by Qiu Shengjie using his powerful martial skill.

As he was still in midair, he decisively unleashed Thunder-lifting Fist's most powerful killing move.

Thick clouds covered the sky and thunder rumbled across the plain.

Thunderbolt Fist!

Rumble rumble rumble!

The Thunder-lifting Fist of the Profound Ranked Sixth Grade fist technique had a total of three killer moves.

They were: Thunder Fist, Thunder Lightning Flash, and Thunderbolt Fist!

Each of these three moves was more powerful than the last.

One punch filled with thunder, symbolizing the tyranny of thunder.

Thunder and lightning flashed, representing the speed of thunder. His fist was like the shadow of a lightning fist.

The Thunderbolt Fist represented the destruction of the lightning.

As he punched out, it was like a thunderbolt had struck out, a fist as vast as the sea!

At this time, facing Qiu Shengjie who was fighting with twice the battle power, Wang Xiaojian decisively used Thunder-lifting Fist's strongest killing move.

Under numerous terrified gazes, Wang Xiaojian's body streaked across the sky, leaving behind a purple afterimage, and appeared in front of one of Qiu Shengjie's energy clones.

With a fierce glint in his eyes, he swung his fist, which contained the power to destroy the world, at the energy clone.

The power of thunderbolts that weighed a million kilograms broke through mountains and rivers!

BOOM!

Thunder boomed in the sky.

The sound was deafening.

Amidst everyone's dumbstruck gaze, Wang Xiaojian's fist destroyed all of the sword beams that came out of the energy sword's body with an irresistible force. Then, it smashed heavily onto the chest of the energy clone.

Boom!

The strong power of the Ten-Thousand Lightning Fist infiltrated into Qiu Shengjie's energy clone.

This was a punch filled with ultimate destructive power.

The energy sword body that Qiu Shengjie had condensed was simply impossible to resist. Under everyone's shocked gazes, it violently exploded.

Boom ~

"Pfft!"

The energy clone exploded and Qiu Shengjie suffered a backlash. With a "Puchi" sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

His face went pale.

However, looking at the destroyed energy clone, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

That was Nine-star Martial King. With the seventh grade Profound Rank sword skill, the Sword Qi doppelganger condensed from it was incomparably powerful.

It was enough to kill Eight-star Martial King.

However, it was actually shattered by Wang Xiaojian's fist.

He did not dare believe that Wang Xiaojian's fist, would actually be this strong!

"Wang Xiaojian, what fist is this?!"

Qiu Shengjie asked Wang Xiaojian in shock.

Before this, although Wang Xiaojian had been using his lightning-type fist techniques, he had not put it to heart.

Even if he felt that this fist art had attained the Profound Rank, it would still be unable to be compared to the martial skill he executed.

But, when Wang Xiaojian's fist exploded his Energy Sword's body, he was shocked.

His mind could no longer remain calm.

Wang Xiaojian leaped up, dodging the exploding energy clone, and landed on the grass.

Then, he raised his head, looked at Qiu Shengjie, and said indifferently: "Its Thunder-lifting Fist."

"Thunder-lifting Fist?!"

Qiu Shengjie was startled, as he was experienced and knowledgeable, it was obvious that he knew about this technique.

He also knew that it was a fist art with Profound Rank Sixth Grade.

However, Qiu Shengjie, who was more surprised than Wang Xiaojian, actually had a profound strength technique, and at the same time, revealed an expression of disbelief. He said to Wang Xiaojian: "Impossible, Wang Xiaojian."

"The Thunder-lifting Fist is a fist art of the Profound Rank Sixth Grade. This elder's Thousand Feet Avatar Lightning is a Profound Ranked Seven Rank Sword Technique. How is it possible for a Sixth Grade martial skill to defeat a Seven Rank martial skill?! "

In Qiu Shengjie's eyes.

Profound Ranked Sixth Grade was profound Ranked Sixth Grade.

The seventh level of the Xuan grade was the seventh level of the Xuan grade.

There was a 1-grade difference in the grade of a battle technique.

Its power was also weaker by a level, and it was insurmountable.

A profound rank Sixth Grade martial skill could never compare to a profound rank seven martial skill.

Hearing this, Wang Xiaojian's handsome face revealed a disdainful smile, "It's not that it's impossible, you're just too weak."

"What did you say?!"

Qiu Shengjie's body trembled.

His eyes were wide open, causing Wang Xiaojian's handsome face to reveal an even more contemptuous expression.0

Thunder-lifting Fist was a fist art of the Profound Rank Sixth Grade.

Indeed, its level was inferior to the seventh grade Profound Rank sword art, Thousand Feet Doppelganger Thunderclap.

However, Wang Xiaojian had actually cultivated the Thunder-lifting Fist to the highest level.

What he used was the strongest move within the Thunder-lifting Fist.

The Thunderbolt Fist, that was the killing move of his killing move.

With the addition of his two hundred thousand jin physical body strength, its power far surpassed its level.

Forget about Qiu Shengjie's Thousand Feet Avatar lightning, even if it was a stronger existence, it could still explode with a single punch!

Wang Xiaojian's contemptuous voice caused Qiu Shengjie's old face to reveal an angry expression.

However, Wang Xiaojian didn't waste any words with him.

Inside his body, he channeled the Purple-cloud Profound Arts once again, allowing the Genuine Qi to pour into his fist. Once again, his fist blossomed with a dazzling light.

"Old Dog, go and die!"

Wang Xiaojian's killing intent soared, he took a step, and quickly shot towards Qiu Shengjie!

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