Chapter 1180
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“I finally understand why Senior Yue Zhu is willing to accept him as a disciple.”
On Yuheng Mountain, after seeing Xu Taiping smash the Snow Maiden’s body with one punch, Xiahou Qingyuan immediately muttered with a look of appreciation on his face.
“Senior Yue Zhu?”
Xiahou You beside him, that is, Gu Qingcheng, after hearing the name “Yue Zhu”, looked at Xiahou Qingyuan with great curiosity.
“You should have heard of Lin Yuan Pavilion, right, Youyou?”
Xiahou Qingyuan continued to stare at the spirit mirror in front of him and asked Xiahou You without looking back.
“Of course.” Xiahou You nodded. “I remember that you, Second Brother, are one of the twelve seats of Lin Yuan Pavilion.”
“Senior Yuezhu is the second seat of Lin Yuan Pavilion, and Xu Taiping is the disciple she cultivated in secret.”
Xiahou Qingyuan said expressionlessly.
Upon hearing this, Xiahou You’s pupils suddenly enlarged, and then she said in surprise:
“He is actually the disciple of the second seat of Lin Yuan Pavilion. No wonder when in the Xuanhuang Tower, I always felt that I couldn’t see through his cultivation and technique.
As a child of a hidden family, she had come into contact with organizations like Lin Yuan Pavilion very early on, and naturally also knew how powerful Yuezhu, who was the second seat, was.
“Boom!…”
Just as Xiahou You were surprised by Xu Taiping’s identity, a deafening burst sound suddenly came from the spirit mirror.
Looking closely, I saw that on the vast snowfield, huge arms suddenly grew.
“In this snowy area, even if only one snowflake is flying, the Snow Girl is still an immortal body.”
Xiahou You looked at the huge hands surrounding Xu Taiping in the snowstorm in the spirit mirror and muttered to herself with a solemn expression.
“I also received the intelligence sent by the clan. This Snow Maiden may be even more difficult to deal with than the two Ghost Kings Name Hunt by Bajing Taoist Palace.
Xiahou Qingyuan nodded.
“Boom! …”
Just as the two siblings were talking, the huge arms transformed by the Snow Maiden began to continuously slap towards Xu Taiping.
“Bang!”
As Xu Taiping smashed out another Great Sage Fist Fury Thunder Style, the several arms smashed down by the Snow Maiden were once again shattered.
“Great Sage Fist, when did it have such power?”
Seeing that Xu Taiping’s another punch had curbed the Snow Maiden’s offensive, Xiahou Qingyuan frowned, with a look of confusion on his face.
Although there are not many Great Sage Fist manuals left in the world, Xiahou Qingyuan has still encountered some warriors who have practiced this fist.
But the power of the Great Sage Fist exerted by anyone is far inferior to that of Xu Taiping.
“Even the Great Sage Fist of Big Brother back then may not be stronger than this Xu Taiping.”
Xiahou Qingyuan added in his heart.
Xiahou You on the side casually raised the corner of the mouth and muttered in his heart:
“That’s natural. This is the only Peerless Great Sage Fist in the world.”
But even though the power of Xu Taiping’s Great Saint Fist in the spirit mirror was astonishing, it still couldn’t withstand the Snow Maiden’s immortal body. Because no matter how many arms of the Snow Maiden he shattered, new ones would immediately grow out from the ground.
“If this goes on, I’m afraid that before he even encounters the Dragon Ghost and the Headless Ghost, Xu Taiping’s true essence may be consumed by more than half. How will he fight next?”
Xiahou Qingyuan was very worried.
Upon hearing this, Xiahou You, however, shook her head very confidently and said:
“Second Brother, your worry is unnecessary.”
“Unnecessary?” Xiahou Qingyuan didn’t understand.
Xiahou You didn’t explain. She just stared at the spirit mirror in front of her and said faintly:
“You’ll know soon.”
But just as she was saying this, the name of Huang Jinpeng from Youyun Tian suddenly appeared on the spirit mirror again, and at the same time, his shout rang out —
“Is this the strength of the Golden Scale Chief? If this goes on, before he even encounters the Dragon Ghost and the Headless Ghost, I’m afraid he will exhaust his true essence and blood qi.”
Upon hearing this, Xiahou You couldn’t help but laugh “puff” and then looked at Xiahou Qingyuan beside her and quipped:
“Brother, this person’s thoughts happen to coincide with yours.”
Upon hearing this, Xiahou Qingyuan immediately pulled a long face and looked at Huang Jinpeng’s name with a look of disgust and said:
“Why does this brat talk so much?”
But as soon as he finished speaking, Huang Jinpeng’s voice rang out again in the spiritual mirror –
“Boring, so boring. I originally thought I could at least watch a lively scene, but it turns out to be so boring.”
“Boom!”
Hearing this, Xiahou Qingyuan was about to respond and tell him to shut up, but just as he took out a bag of gold essence coins, a deafening explosion sounded again in the spiritual mirror.
In the spiritual mirror, Xu Taiping’s fist, carrying the flaming fist that emitted thunder and lightning smashed all the huge arms summoned by the Snow Maiden in front of him into ashes.
Even the snow on the ground completely disappeared.
Just as everyone was dumbfounded, the Xuanyuan clone that suddenly separated from behind Xu Taiping suddenly held a huge bird made of thunder and flame in both hands and threw it high.
“Boom! ……”
Accompanied by a hissing sound like a crane’s cry, the huge bird made of thunder and flame suddenly flapped its wings and flew up. Wherever it passed, whether it was the Snow Maiden’s arms, the snow on the ground, or the snowflakes in the sky, all disappeared.
In just a moment, the area within a radius of several miles was completely cleared.
Even the clouds in the sky dissipated, and the sunlight shone on this snowy area for a long time.
……
“Thunder and flame, it’s really thunder and flame…”
In Guangling Pavilion, Mu Yun’s face was filled with a look of astonishment when he saw that Xu Taiping was able to condense the legendary Guiyuan True Fire Thunder Flame so easily.
“There were rumors before that Big Brother Taiping used the Three Yuan True Fire in the Mysterious Desolation Tower. I didn’t expect it to be true.”
Ji Ye also had a look of horror on his face.
“It should be some kind of ability bestowed on him by the Mysterious Desolation Tower. Otherwise, how could an ordinary person master the Three Yuan True Fire so easily?”
Mu Yuchen shook his head and said.
“There is a possibility of that.” Mu Yun nodded. “Even the elders of our Guangling Pavilion who have studied the Three Yuan True Fire for hundreds of years have to ask someone to protect them first and then spend several days to condense one or two.”
“That’s right.” Ji Ye also nodded at this time.
And while the three were talking, Xu Taiping had already jumped onto the back of the giant bird transformed by the Thunder Flame and flew forward in the snowfield.
“Brother, since Xu Taiping has the means to condense the Three Yuan True Fire in the Mysterious Desolation Tower, wouldn’t he be sure to win in hunting the other two Ghost Kings next?”
Mu Yuchen asked Mu Yun curiously.
She had read about the Three Yuan True Fire in some ancient books of Guangling Pavilion and knew its horror.
“It’s not that simple.”
Mu Yun shook his head.
Just as he was about to continue explaining to Mu Yuchen, Huang Jinpeng, who had just been slapped in the face in the spirit mirror, shouted again at this time: “Even if you can condense the Three Yuan True Fire with the power of the Mysterious Desolation Tower, how long can your true essence and qi and blood last for the Three Yuan True Fire to burn?”