Rise Of Evil Sword God

Chapter 506: Hit

The Divine Martial Fist was divided into three stages. One stage was to slow down own movements, and the other stage was to slow down opponents' movements, while the last stage was to completely slow down the opponent's movements until he can't move.

Slow did not mean that one would not move. When one moved, one would possess an earth-shattering and terrifying power!

Xuan Shuai had already reached the upper realm of the Divine Martial Arts Fist!

Just now, he was slow in his attacks. He could completely seal off Feng Yun's moves. Both of them did not get any advantages. He also understood that Feng Yun did indeed have some capital.

Hence, he planned to use the third realm!

His Qi rose steadily once again. The surrounding energy seemed to have been sucked dry by him. It became a vacuum, as if all the energy in the surroundings had been sucked away by him.

His fist aura changed. A fist style that did not follow any slash or conventional moves slowly came out.

It was as if a century had passed before the fist was sent out. It was incomparably shocking.

Feng Yun looked at this movement that was like a tortoise's momentum. His face carried an incomparably reckless expression. Could such a slow fist hit him?

Although Feng Yun looked down at this slow fist, he wasn't careless. He once again used the Heaven Collapsing Palm.

This was an extremely overbearing move. It wanted to force Xuan Shuai to explode.

But when he attacked, Feng Yun's expression finally changed.

He shockingly discovered that his palm had also become incomparably slow, as if it was affected by the surrounding environment. He was unable to unleash the overbearing momentum that he should have.

At this moment, the fist that looked extremely slow suddenly arrived in front of his chest.

Bang!

Feng Yun felt pain in his chest and was sent flying.

At the same time, Xuan Shuai slowly punched again with an ancient expression on his face.

Feng Yun seemed to be unable to escape from his control. He could only watch as the incomparably slow punches landed on his body one after another.

The people of Lotus Sect were all stunned, while the people of Black Tortoise Sect looked incomparably happy.

"Such a slow fist can actually hit someone. This... This must be very strange!"

"Didn't you notice that there is a fist intent contained in his fist energy? That is the realm to increase combat strength."

"This should be the Black Tortoise Sect's Divine Martial Fist Technique. It is indeed extremely powerful."

"Looks like that person is going to lose for sure. I knew it. How could an unknown kid be Xuan Shuai's opponent? It seems like Xuan Shuai is more suitable for us."

"He wants to compete with us, Young Sect Master, with such strength. He really overestimates himself. This is really funny!"

"Young Sect Master is really powerful. Turns out he has already comprehended the highest realm of the Divine Martial Fist. Fighting slower with slower, it seems like there aren't many people in the sect who can reach his level."

"It's easy to punch fast, but slow boxing isn't that simple. If it wasn't for talent, even if he obtained the formula of the Divine Martial Fist, he would never be able to comprehend the essence of it. Let's watch Young Sect Master teach this kid a lesson!"

"That's right. Young Sect Master will definitely be able to take that kid down!"

Feng Yun felt as if he was in a vacuum. All of his attacks seemed to have been affected. No matter how hard he tried, it seemed like he could not exert his true strength. Instead, every attack was blocked by someone else before he could unleash it. It caught him off guard.

Feng Yun endured Xuan Shuai's attack that was comparable to a Mid-Stage Heaven Profound Realm but he did not make any sound of pain.

He was like a sandbag. He didn't plan to resist any more of Xuan Shuai's attacks.

It wasn't that he didn't have the ability to resist. It was because he wanted to understand the secrets of the Black Tortoise's vacuum aura.

Raising one's combat strength through battle had always been Ling Xiao's goal.

He wanted to defeat Xuan Shuai in the blink of an eye, but he wanted to experience more of the essence of battle.

Just like Xuan Shuai's Divine Martial Fist Technique, it was worth learning.

Of course, Ling Xiao wasn't interested in this King Eight Fist Technique. He just wanted to find out which way he could solve this dilemma.

However, something strange happened. Feng Yun allowed Xuan Shuai to do whatever he wanted. When he saw that Xuan Ming's fist technique was no longer as fast as it used to be.

Although it was still very slow, his realm was definitely different.

Feng Yunseemed to have caught something. He kept thinking. As long as he could catch that little bit of spiritual light, he would be able to see where the weakness of Xuan Shuai's fist technique was.

"Humph, aren't you very powerful? So you are just a piece of trash!" Xuan Shuai snorted coldly. The strength of his fist had reached its peak, and he threw it at Feng Yun's face.

Feng Yun saw that the seemingly slow fist was getting closer and closer. He raised his eyes. "What made my attacks slow down? "Why?

Seeing that the punch was about to reach Feng Yun's nose, Feng Yun was still deep in thought.

A sneer appeared on Xuan Shuai's face, as if he had seen Feng Yun lose to him.

Bang!

Xuan Shuai's fist landed on Feng Yun's face. Unfortunately, it was only an afterimage.

On the other side, Feng Yun revealed a pleased smile and said, "Haha, I see. I understand the mystery of this bastard's fist!'

Xuan Shuai did not expect Feng Yun to escape this incredible fist at the crucial moment. When he heard Feng Yun insult their Black Tortoise Sect's ultimate martial art, the Divine Martial Fist, he was extremely annoyed.

"Naive!" Xuan Shuai sneered. The Divine Martial Fist appeared once again!

The Divine Martial Fist belonged to the Black Tortoise Sect's ultimate sect technique. The only people who could comprehend the third level of the Divine Martial Fist were Liao Liao and a few others. All of them were top-notch existences in the sect, and the number of people who could comprehend the second level of the Divine Martial Fist in the new generation could be counted on one's fingers. He was the only one who could comprehend the third level of the Divine Martial Fist like him.

He didn't believe that Feng Yun could really peek into the secrets of their Divine Martial Fist.

The force of Xuan Shuai's fist carried a surging fist intent as it slowly smashed towards Feng Yun.

However, he missed again and did not hit Feng Yun.

He did not believe it and continuously punched Feng Yun.

No matter how hard he tried, he could not touch Feng Yun's clothes.

"Are you going to run away like this?" Xuan Shuai looked at Feng Yun with dissatisfaction.

He had some doubts in his heart. "Did he really see through the secrets of the Divine Martial Fist? This is absolutely impossible!"

"Don't worry. I'm just trying to see if my thoughts have come to fruition." Feng Yun gave a faint smile. Then, he said, "Now it's my turn to attack!

After saying that, Feng Yun began to attack.

Feng Yun disappeared in front of Xuan Shuai. In the next moment, he was already in front of Xuan Shuai. He unleashed the Heaven Collapsing Palm once again.

Bang! Bang!

Xuan Shuai had no time to react. He was struck by Feng Yun until he could not differentiate the north, south, east, and west.

He only felt that his body had suffered the most severe impact. Even though he possessed a high grade defensive divine skill, he was still unable to withstand Feng Yun's crazy attacks.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Xuan Shuai's body was heavily injured by the dark forces. He spat out mouthfuls of blood.

In the end, Feng Yun kicked Xuan Shuai's face hard. He fell from the sky and landed on a mountain.

"Son of a b * tch!" Feng Yun shook his finger at Xuan Shuai.

The people of the Black Tortoise Sect and Lotus Religion were all dumbfounded.

All of this seemed to have happened too fast!

On Zi Ling's delicate face, a few touching smiles flashed past.

She suddenly really wanted to know how he had come all these years.

Although she had a divine body, if she did not have a great opportunity, she would not have reached the Heaven Profound realm so quickly!

However, Feng Yun had caught up to her. He had even overtaken her.

"He must have had a hard time these years!" Zi Ling sighed softly in her heart.

Xuan Shuai did not die. Feng Yun's strength only hurt him.

He rushed out again. He did not say any useless nonsense. The Divine Martial Fist once again enveloped Feng Yun.

He wanted facts to prove that the Divine Martial Fist wouldn't be broken easily.

His vacuum aura was unleashed again. Every punch was still so slow that it made people's hair stand on end.

It was just that this kind of slow fist with incomparable power could no longer touch Feng Yun's body. His aura seemed to have lost its effect on Feng Yun.

"Why is it like this?" Xuan Shuai kept asking questions. His fist technique started to speed up.