Chapter 244: Innate Thunder Sword Qi

Hiss!

Many people couldn't help but take a breath of cold air when they heard Zhu Yousong's words, thinking that with such a terrifying move, the opponent hadn't used his full strength yet?

Many people secretly guessed how strong Pei Xuanjing was.

"Hehe." Pei Xuanjing chuckled and didn't answer, saying to him: "So, even if you take the first move, do you want to take the second move?"

"Go ahead!" Zhu Yousong's face condensed.

The opponent's first move was so terrifying that he could hardly resist.

Moreover, he just asked the opponent how much power he had used. Although Pei Xuanjing didn't answer, it undoubtedly proved his guess that Pei Xuanjing didn't really use his full strength just now. So it can be imagined that the opponent's next second move might be stronger and more terrifying.

However, even so, Zhu Yousong did not hesitate at all and responded decisively. At this time, he would never retreat at all, even if he paid with his life.

"I can give you time to recover."

"No need!"

"Okay." Pei Xuanjing nodded, said nothing more, and prepared for the second move.

The innate thunder energy in Pei Xuanjing's body circulated, and the boiling blood and energy around him almost turned into substance, stirring up a gust of wind and stirring up the power of wind and thunder.

After concentrating his soul, the sword intent he displayed seemed to have undergone an essential transformation.

Even though he had not yet made a move, the sword intent released by his soul power was terrifying, carrying the edge of cutting through everything.

In an instant, the swords on the entire square felt Pei Xuanjing's terrifying soul and sword intent, and they made a slight sound and trembled.

Thousands of swords and swords trembled together, and this scene shocked everyone.

Pei Xuanjing's indifferent voice spread all around and fell into everyone's ears:

"This move was created by me. It was originally called Shenxiao Thunder Gangqi. It was created by combining my own martial arts sword intention with Shenxiao school martial arts. I once fought with a peerless strongman when my martial arts were not perfect, but I didn't expect that the move I was proud of would be judged as too gorgeous."

"Later, I studied hard and finally perfected this move again, but unfortunately I have never fought with anyone. Today, please appreciate it, Your Highness."

This was the Shenxiao Thunder Gangqi that Pei Xuanjing used against the Great Yuan State Master Bahesiba during the illusion test.

Unexpectedly, the move he was proud of was broken by Bahesiba with one move of the most yang and strong boxing.

However, Pei Xuanjing did not give up this move. He has been studying and deducing it hard. Later, after transforming the Shenxiao Thunder Gangqi into the innate thunder gangqi, it became even more powerful.

Now that Pei Xuanjing has condensed his soul and combined his soul sword intent with the innate thunder energy, the power of this move has reached an extremely terrifying level.

He is confident that if he were in the other place, even Bahesiba would not be able to easily break it.

Of course, this move now has a new name, called: innate thunder sword energy.

Countless sword energies appeared around Pei Xuanjing, and then rushed towards Zhu Yousong like a rain of swords. Each sword energy was sharp and unmatched, carrying the sharp edge of sword energy and violent thunder power.

Zhu Yousong's pupils shrank slightly. Even though he had expected that Pei Xuanjing's next move would be more powerful than the previous one, he couldn't help but feel terrified when he saw countless sword energies emitting a creepy breath stabbing towards him.

This move was almost several times more powerful than the previous palm. At this moment, he almost smelled the breath of death.

Such a terrifying move, can anyone still break it with just strength?

As a member of the royal family, he could be said to have known all the powerful people in the world. In his impression, no one could do it.

At least, he couldn't do it.

In the blink of an eye, he didn't know how many thoughts were born and disillusioned in his mind.

Of course, the thoughts in his mind could not affect his next move.

Facing such a terrifying move, he dared not be negligent in the slightest. The true energy in his body burst out again, and the boiling blood seemed to be a long river.

Blood, true energy, and martial arts will permeated his body, and infinite power gathered on his fists. He stepped out, and the air flow around him rolled, and the wind swept, and countless floors were rolled into powder.

He stood in the storm, and the terrifying breath emanated, as if it was a volcano that was about to erupt, and it would erupt at any time to destroy the world.

The fists that gathered countless powers blasted out two torrents of fist power, and the air waves rolled unsteadily. A momentum of submission of all things appeared, as if to suppress everything.

The mighty golden energy rushed up to the sky, dyeing the sky and even changing the celestial phenomena.

At this moment, Zhu Yousong exuded an unprecedented dignity and majesty. His majestic figure stood as if the world was surrendering to him.

Can the Emperor's Dragon Fist of the peerless martial arts block Pei Xuanjing's innate thunder sword energy?

No one knows.

Boom!

In an instant, two forces that destroyed the world collided with each other. The earth shook, as if even the world was about to be shattered.

Continuous thunders sounded, and the air was beaten into a vacuum, as if it was a surging wave sweeping around.

Bang!

Zhu Yousong spit out blood, and the python robe on his body exploded into countless pieces. The whole person seemed to have been hit hard, and then was suddenly knocked away by a huge force and fell dozens of feet away.

Countless thunder sword qi hit his whole body. Even with his physical body that had been cultivated to the second level, he didn't know how many scars were left. Countless blood oozed from the wounds, soaking all his clothes.

Zhu Yousong's eyes were filled with shock that could not be erased. As expected, the difference in strength between him and the opponent was too great, and he didn't even take the opponent's move completely.

He struggled to stand up, his face was pale, his breath was disordered, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured. I'm afraid he would not be able to fight again.

In this round, the victory or defeat can be seen with the naked eye.

Pei Xuanjing put his hands behind his back and asked loudly: "Your Highness Xiang Wang, do you want to take my third move?"

The whole audience was in an uproar. At this moment, everyone looked at this proudly standing young man and couldn't say anything for a while.

"Cough cough cough" Zhu Yousong coughed a few times, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said hoarsely: "Come again!"

The people of the royal family were all horrified.

"Your Highness!" "Prince!" "Uncle!"

Some people couldn't help but shout softly. They never thought that the Prince of Xiang, who was regarded as the pillar of the Ming Dynasty, was seriously injured after only taking two moves from Pei Xuanjing.

Zhu Yousong was obviously at the end of his rope. Not to mention that Pei Xuanjing's last move must be stronger than the previous two moves, it is likely that Zhu Yousong would not be able to withstand any random attack from the opponent.