Mortal bone

"boom!"

Xu Taiping responded to Du Ziyin by simply taking a step forward, and then opened his wrath-like fist against Du Ziyin.

"You are seeking your own death!"

Du Ziyin snorted coldly, then suddenly grabbed the Immortal Soldiers Melting Gold in his hand, and stabbed Xu Taiping down with his sword.

"boom!"

Amidst the ear-shattering air explosion, hundreds of flying swords transformed into sword qi and flames, like raindrops, "fall" towards Xu Taiping below under the guidance of the long sword in Du Ziyin's hand.

"boom!"

Facing this sword, Xu Taiping's energy and blood all over his body surged once again, and at the same time, his two arms also changed into a purple-gold color in an instant.

That's right, he tempered these two arms to the Golden Essence Realm with his own blood energy.

According to the memories of Fairy Lingyue, in the memories that the Emperor Xuanhuang used the Wangyou Talisman to alter for them, neither the "Rust Lion" son who finally climbed to the top nor the other monks who entered the Xuanhuang Tower had ever used their blood energy. Body quenching technique.

In other words, Emperor Xuanhuang erased the memories related to the technique of quenching blood energy from the minds of all monks except Xu Taiping.

According to Fairy Lingyue, this should also be regarded as a great gift from Emperor Xuanhuang.

Because after erasing this memory, no one knows that monks outside the tower can practice the method of quenching the body with blood energy, and at the same time, no one knows that the state of quenching the body with blood energy can break through the purple gold state to reach the unstained state, and finally enter the lower level of the body quenched with blood energy level one.

In this way, the method of tempering the body with blood energy can become Xu Taiping's trump card.

"boom!……"

After tempering his arms to the level of golden essence, Xu Taiping punched the rain of swords that filled the sky.

Just like before, the moment the fists were stretched out, hundreds of shadows of fists suddenly appeared, and then they smashed towards the rain of swords all over the sky.

"boom!--"

In the huge collision sound mixed with thunder, Xu Taiping smashed hundreds of sword shadows with one punch.

But even so, there were still dozens of sword shadows guarding Du Ziyin.

After Xu Taiping's punch gave him a slight pause, he took the remaining dozens of sword shadows and stabbed towards Xu Taiping together.

The momentum of the sword has not diminished at all.

Seeing this scene, Dugu Qingxiao frowned and shook his head, saying:

"With the help of that fairy soldier melting gold, Du Ziyin can mobilize the sword energy far higher than that of sword cultivators in the same realm. No matter how powerful the Taiping Great Sacred Fist is, the speed of punching can never be faster The speed at which Du Ziyin draws his sword."

Not only him, most of the monks watching the battle at the moment think so.

Just like Muyun and others from Guangling Pavilion in Juemingtian.

"It's already too late for Xu Taiping to change his moves. He might have to rely on his physical soul to take down Du Ziyin's sword."

Seeing that Du Ziyin took down Xu Taiping's fist and continued to stab Xu Taiping with his sword, Mu Yun murmured worriedly.

"boom!"

Just as Mu Yun finished speaking, he only heard a violent explosion of anger from the spiritual mirror in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, the pupils of Mu Yun, Ji Ye and Mu Yuchen dilated simultaneously.

In the spiritual mirror, just as Du Ziyin stabbed down with dozens of sword rains, Xu Taiping once again opened his fists, facing Du Ziyin's sword force and punched .

"boom!"

Amidst the huge collision sound with the sound of metal and stone shattering, the sword shadow in front of Du Ziyin condensed with flaming sword energy was completely smashed by Xu Taiping's punch.

Seeing this scene, Mu Yun and the others looked horrified.

Because under normal circumstances, when a martial artist performs a lore move, it often takes time to accumulate punching power and strength.

But at this moment Xu Taiping's punch subverted the common sense in his heart and turned the impossible into reality.

"Zheng!"

At this time, a sword cry from the spiritual mirror awakened everyone watching the battle.

"It's not over yet!"

With a roar, everyone took a closer look, only to see Du Ziyin in the spiritual mirror suddenly pouring all his true energy into the melting gold of the fairy sword.

"boom!"

In an instant, the flame-like sword energy surged out from the molten gold of the fairy sword again, enveloping Du Ziyin from top to bottom.

Immediately, Du Ziyin, who was surrounded by the flaming sword energy, yelled out a word from his mouth with a ferocious face - "Death!"

"Roar!……"

The moment the word "death" came out, accompanied by a whistling sound, Du Ziyin and the molten gold flying sword in his hand merged into one, and finally turned into a giant tiger condensed with flaming sword energy , swallowed Xu Taiping in one gulp.

"boom!"

But in the blink of an eye, the giant flaming tiger that had just swallowed Xu Taiping burst open, leaving only Du Ziyin pushing the molten gold fairy sword across the air with his palm to stab Xu Taiping.

Facing Du Ziyin who had unleashed the Melting Gold Immortal Sword, Xu Taiping didn't dodge or evade, and directly smashed him down with a Great Sage Fist.

"Flesh against immortal soldiers? Is Xu Taiping crazy?"

Seeing this scene, Mu Yuchen could no longer calm down and stood up. .

But the moment she stood up, there was a loud "bang", Xu Taiping used all his fists to smash the Melting Gold Immortal Sword into the air.

"How is it possible? Could it be that Xu Taiping's fist is harder than a fairy soldier?"

Mu Yuchen was stunned.

"Zheng!"

With the sound of another sword cry, Du Ziyin in the spiritual mirror seemed a little unbelieving, he forced the molten gold fairy sword to stabilize, pushed the flying sword again with his palm, and then said sharply:

"I want to see how long you can last with those fists!"

In his opinion, if Xu Taiping dared to block his flying sword with his fist, he must be trying to hold on, and he couldn't hold on for long.

"Whoosh!"

While speaking, the Melting Gold Immortal Sword that Du Ziyin pushed out from the air, like a straight line of fire, stabbed at Xu Taiping again.

But this time, Xu Taiping also waved his fist to meet the sword.

The difference is that the moment he swung his fists, the original gold-colored fists suddenly turned purple-gold.

This is the highest state of the first level of the art of quenching the body with blood energy, the purple gold state.

"boom!--"

Accompanied by another loud noise, Xu Taiping's fist smashed the molten gold flying sword away again.

"Crack!"

The next moment, a crack appeared on the blade of the molten gold flying sword that was smashed away.