Five phoenix birds appeared when Yunyang was born, but now only one blue phoenix bird appears.
In other words, Yunyang still had a trump card that he had not yet revealed, but King Xia didn't care.
Yunyang's whole body was bathed in cyan light, dyeing his white clothes green, and dao marks gradually appeared between his eyebrows, and finally converged into a mysterious pattern, like a tree, with branches and leaves, a trunk, and roots.
His eyes were pure cyan, slightly transparent, revealing an unfathomable mysterious aura.
King Xia's move is very simple, another punch.
However, such a simple fist carried the beauty of extreme power, and was in line with the laws of heaven and earth. With one punch, Yunyang was locked, making him unable to escape.
The pressure of King Xia's fist was like a mountain descending, and the power of the fist was as turbulent as Shura's sea of blood. There was a faint sound of dragon's roar appearing in the void, which was even grander than the Buddhist legend of Tianlong Zen Chan.
This is the Dragon Fist of the Emperor. Only the king of Daxia, who has the Dragon Qi of the Emperor, can use it. Throughout the ages, I don’t know how many immortals and Buddhas have perished under this fist, and I don’t know how many tyrannical ghosts, gods and demons have been frightened by this fist. Chilling.
Shen Lian watched all of this deeply. King Xia's people and King Xia's power had all been combined together to form an unbreakable whole. With just a move of his hands and feet, he could unleash unimaginable power and overturn mountains and seas.
Heavy snow was falling between the sky and the earth, but under this punch, there was no snow anymore.
It was as if boundless fist power attacked directly in front of Yunyang. A tall tree rose in front of him, with lush branches and leaves, and thick green shadows. It could reach the clouds above and the underworld below.
The Emperor's Dragon Fist, which was originally unstoppable, was actually blocked by this tall tree. It cannot be said that it was blocked, but it slowed down the power of the Dragon Fist. The surging force of the fist destroyed the branches and leaves, destroyed the roots, and destroyed the main trunk. But when he got in front of Yunyang, the power of his fist seemed to change from a river to a stream.
Then Yunyang pointed his fingers together and formed a sword. It was as wonderful as a flying giant. A blue sword light instantly transformed into thousands of sword shadows, surrounding the power of the Emperor's Dragon Fist. It burst out suddenly without any hesitation. The ground cut destroyed the fist strength.
But Shen Lian still knew one thing, that is, 'Yun Yang' at this time was determined to be inferior to King Xia. After all, King Xia punched him, and he responded with two strikes.
Not only that, Shen Lian also saw the root of Yunyang's current situation. He practiced the Taihao method. If Gonggong is the head of all water in the world, then Taihao is the source of all trees in the world.
Taihao is also a legendary power, which proves the ultimate in Mu De. Some people say that he is from the human race and is the incarnation of the emperor. Others say that he is from the demon race, because after Taihao, only the White Emperor Shaohao can practice. Taihao's method, and Baidi is the demon clan.
But no matter what kind of legend it is, Taihao is not inferior to the ancient gods and demons like Gonggong, and the Taihao method left behind is only higher than Qingxuan's inheritance.
Since Yunyang is the son of the White Emperor, it is not strange to practice the Taihao method.
King Xia stared at Yunyang standing on the back of the green phoenix. His majestic body exuded the majesty of the emperor, and he had a natural condescension to everything. He said coldly to Yunyang: "Even if you have mastered the Taihao method, , don’t even think about leaving.”
Yunyang looked at King Xia solemnly, with an imperceptible green light flashing in his eyes. He had been hunted down by Daxia's masters since he was a child, and until today he finally saw King Xia, he was indeed what he imagined. Generally powerful.
In fact, Yunyang's personal test of King Xia's force was not approved by the elders of the major tribes in Dongyi. However, he had extraordinary courage and methods that no one else could have imagined. That's why he decided to fight King Xia. One game. As long as he can leave alive today, it will be a huge encouragement to the major tribes in Dongyi, freeing them from the shadow of King Xia's arrogant power, and proving to Mei Xi that he, Yunyang, is definitely worthy of her.
More importantly, Yunyang is only a young man in his early twenties.
However, Shen Lian sighed for no reason, because he was too far away, so Yun Yang naturally didn't notice him. He could see that even if King Xia used the Emperor's Dragon Fist, he had not yet shown his true strength.
In fact, Shen Lian has not seen King Xia's true ability so far. Although the Emperor's Dragon Fist was extremely powerful, it was not enough to serve as King Xia's trump card.
Yunyang said calmly: "It would be a big joke if King Xia was injured before he arrived at Dongyi."
King Xia snorted coldly, and the void in the sky and the ground, as well as the snow and mud on the ground, trembled violently. A crisp sound of a knife broke through the air, and in an instant, King Xia had a long knife as black as night in his hand.
When King Xia held the magic sword in his right hand, his whole temperament suddenly changed. If before, King Xia was as vast as the ninth heaven and full of the majesty of the emperor, now there is an element of weirdness and unpredictability under that temperament, just like It flows and changes like the water of Jiuyou, and its source and foundation cannot be found.
Shen Lian was slightly moved. He didn't expect that King Xia would penetrate the magic sword to such a level.
Even if it is compared to the sword intent of Abi Yuantu he carries, I am afraid it will not be inferior. This is not to say that Shen Lian's Abi Yuantu is not good, but that he has only scratched the surface of the two entities, while King Xia has already understood the magical nature of the magic sword and can send and receive it freely.
Some people can't become the unparalleled demon king even if they have the magic sword in hand, just like Ming Luo back then, but King Xia is different. He is a person of true love and nature at heart, and he also has a paranoid thought, which is the same as the magic sword. There is a natural fit, coupled with King Xia's own profound cultivation, allowing him to go very far on the path of the magic sword.
King Xia has a sword in his hand. There are definitely people in the world who can rival him, but there are definitely not Yunyang in front of him.
The blue phoenix hissed and cried, and soon there were four calls in response.
Yunyang's face was solemn, and the tree pattern on his eyebrows became darker and darker. The flickering green light, cold and faint, revealed an ethereal Taoist meaning.
Those who do not have great wisdom cannot enter the Tao, and those who do not have the most profound emotions and nature cannot become true demons.
King Xia held a long sword in his hand, and slashed out with one strike. The light of the sword was like a mountain covered with rain, and he attacked and killed him. The tall trees were also blocking the clouds and sun, but this time they were chopped down like broken bamboos.
You Xing's sword light was finally going to touch Yunyang's body.
His expression was solemn, and when he closed his palms, he actually clamped the illusory sword light with his flesh and blood body. The green light all over his body gathered between his palms, bound to restrain King Xia's magic sword.
But seeing that the place Yunyang was in turned into a green world, and could not see what was inside, a long sword light cut into the green mass.
Four phoenix birds flew out from all directions and arrived gracefully.
First, a blazing fire that burned everything sprayed towards King Xia's head.
As the soil on the earth became extremely soft, it was about to plunge King Xia into a pit, and then a torrent of black light wrapped around King Xia's feet, and there were countless thin golden lights in the void, all heading towards King Xia's body to greet him.