Youming's Xuanming Divine Palm is one of the most famous martial arts outside the Great Wall. At this moment, he used his full strength to deal with Zhou Yi. His true energy was as vast as the North Sea, raging and icy cold.
The cold wind whistled past, and even the moisture in the air around him turned into ice particles under the extreme cold. As his power was circulated, a layer of light frost gradually covered Youming's white jade-like palm.
Zhou Yi was not afraid at all, and slapped out with his palm. This palm was slowly struck out like a slow motion, and connected with Netherworld's Xuanming Divine Palm.
When his palms came together, Youming felt his hands go soft, as if he was hitting cotton, or as if he was hitting empty air. All the great chill was gone.
When he was in Wudang Mountain, Zhou Yi specialized in the skill of Mian Palm. Gradually, as his internal strength improved by leaps and bounds, he felt that there were countless mysteries in this Mian Palm. When he used it at this moment, its power was simply extraordinary!
Zhou Yi mainly used the Mian Zhang palm technique, mixed with other moves. For a while, the fight was airtight. And Youming's Xuanming Divine Palm was really a martial art that had been honed for thousands of years. Just one set of Xuanming Divine Palm was enough to change the color of the sky and the earth. For a while, it seemed like the coldest days of winter.
The two of them fought so fast that only afterimages were left, and dozens of moves had passed. Suddenly, Zhou Yi came up with a palm without thinking, and when the two palms met, Zhou Yi immediately felt something was wrong.
As soon as the two palms touched, a sword energy suddenly burst out from the center of Youming's palm. What Zhou Yi's soft palm was most afraid of was the sharp palm power like sword energy. Zhou Yi's right hand immediately bleeds, and the blood turned into frost as it flowed out.
Zhou Yi knew that things were not going well, so he pushed his left hand forward with all his strength and quickly retreated several feet in the air before he managed to avoid the range of Youming's palm. After a short rest, Zhou Yi's cultivation of the Nine Heavens Sutra had now reached the eighth chapter level. In terms of restoring his internal strength alone, it was almost like growing flesh on bones. In just a few breaths, the wound quickly stopped bleeding and formed a scab, leaving only a faint scar.
One careless move made Zhou Yi suddenly serious. The opponent in front of him was a powerful master who was roaming the frontier, so how could he take him lightly!
With this thought in mind, Zhou Yi began to move slowly, and then his hands, shoulders, back, chest, abdomen, elbows, knees, everything seemed to be integrated into one. The eight fundamental forces of Tai Chi flowed smoothly and naturally, forming an almost flawless circle within half a step in front of him!
"Zhenwu Yuanqi Fist! Please feel free to teach me!"
Youming didn't answer, but his attack became more and more intense. Suddenly, the Qi in Dantian surged throughout his body, flowing unimpeded. An icy air immediately emanated from his body, and a cold light flashed on his hands. Youming stretched out his palms flatly and suddenly struck forward.
A powerful true energy suddenly erupted from the palm of his hand, and instantly froze everything within a few feet in front of him.
However, this did not affect Zhou Yi at all. He just swung his hands and a circular air wall was formed to resist all the energy around him. Then, under Zhou Yi's absorption and unloading skills that were almost in harmony with nature, it quietly disappeared into thin air.
Seeing that his move was ineffective, Youming seemed a little annoyed, and quickly flew up again, turning his body in the air, and instantly kicked out dozens of times in a row. Powerful Xuanming Qi erupted from the soles of his feet, and he immediately created dozens of pits covered with frost on the ground.
However, this fierce attack still failed to break through Zhou Yi's defense circle, but a strange sneer suddenly appeared at the corner of Youming's mouth, and a playful voice suddenly sounded.
"Haha! Wudang's defensive circle is indeed well-deserved, but unfortunately... can you defend against my... poison!?"
As soon as Youming finished speaking, a shocking purple poisonous gas suddenly began to flow violently within Zhou Yi's Jiuxiao Qi Wall, carrying a corrupt and cold poison with it, and began to rush towards Zhou Yi. It can be imagined that if one was touched by such a disgusting thing, the tragic end would definitely be far beyond imagination!
The Mysterious Nether Palm originated from the Taoist Baisun. Since his Taoist name was Baisun, he must be well aware of these despicable and vicious methods. The Mysterious Nether Palm, which was created by condensing his life's learning, is a unique skill that combines cold and poison.
However, in "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber", Lu Zhangke and He Biweng had limited qualifications and could only practice separately, one practicing cold and the other practicing poison, and the two of them almost advanced and retreated at the same time. Although they could simulate the palm power characteristics of cold and poison, it was biased after all, so Zhang Wuji was able to look down on the world.
Now in the hands of Youming, this extremely evil, cold and poisonous Xuanming Divine Palm has finally seen the light of day again, and his opponent is none other than the descendant of Zhang Sanfeng who defeated Baisun Taoist that day!
Zhou Yi didn't show any surprise when he heard that. His brows that had been tense all the time actually relaxed unexpectedly. He said, "Oh? You like playing with poison?"
Before he finished speaking, Zhou Yi's hands, which had been in a defensive state, suddenly shook violently, creating a mysterious meaning as if embracing the sun and the moon.
All the mysterious cold air and the strange purple poisonous gas accumulated within the circular air wall around his body suddenly began to spin along with Zhou Yi's rapid dance. The speed gradually increased, and then all gathered between Zhou Yi's palms!
Zhou Yi slowly raised his star-like eyes and looked straight at the Netherworld in front of him. His smiling voice suddenly broke through the wind: "So, I will return everything to you now?"
Instantly, his right arm sank slightly, and at the same time, his body sprang forward like a spring. The "Zhenwu Yuanqi Fist" that was infused with everything was suddenly pushed out along Zhou Yi's fist!
There was horror in Youming's eyes. The punch came too fast and he had no room to dodge. He could only raise his arms to block it.
The unrivaled power of the Zhenwu Yuanqi Fist hit Youming's arm violently, making a dull sound, and an unprecedented penetrating and shocking force quickly spread out!
“Crack!”
Youming only felt a sudden sharp pain in his forearm, from tendons to bones, which was completely injured by the surging Nine Heavens True Energy. The influx of penetrating dark energy was like a mountain torrent, which seemed to shake all the bones and tendons in his body apart. However, before he could recover from the severe pain, the poisonous purple air had already come to his face.
Wherever the purple air passed, terrible changes began to occur. On the exposed skin, disgusting and strange lumps began to appear. If someone with trypophobia saw it, they would probably vomit out of fear on the spot, and heart-wrenching screams would immediately resound throughout the wilderness.
The young man in white clothes slowly walked towards the wind. Looking at the tragic and terrifying underworld, he couldn't help but shook his head, and his murmured voice echoed in the night wind for a long time.
"To harm others will eventually harm yourself!"
"Swoosh! Snap!" Zhou Yi rubbed his fingers gently, and a brilliant flame suddenly shot up into the sky, blooming the most beautiful firework in the starry night sky. (To be continued)