Amidst the snowstorm, Cristina felt countless pairs of eyes looking at her. A tragic feeling of moving mountains and rivers, of the destruction of a country and the destruction of a home, assaulted her face.
"This is …" Cristina was shocked. "Fist intent?"
At this moment, a figure slowly walked out amidst the snowstorm. The snowstorm seemed to be dancing for him. The moment he appeared, he seemed to have become the center of the entire world.
"Zhou Bai, you keep saying that humans and demons get along peacefully, but in the end, you're not doing it for demons or humans. You're just doing it for yourself, for your companions, for your home, for your group. You just can't let go of these, and you just want to protect these."
Cristina gritted her teeth. She felt that the other party's gaze seemed to have seen through her completely, as if there were no secrets in front of the other party.
Instead, she could not even find the other party's true location.
The next moment, there was a hubbub of voices in the snowstorm, as if all the people had rushed out. The entire world was filled with a kind of human presence.
It was as if with a single thought from Wei Cangsheng, the world had reversed, and the world had gathered in response, about to change the world and turn the world around.
Wei Cangsheng said slowly, "Zhou Bai, you're only doing it for your own selfish desires, but you don't know that without a country, there is no home. Without the identity of a pure-blooded human, how could you have come this far? "
At the same time, Wei Cangsheng slowly raised his fist. His movement of raising his fist was extremely slow, as if his fist was as heavy as the mountains, rivers, and the earth.
This kind of heaviness was not a kind of physical heaviness, but a kind of psychological heaviness. It made Cristina feel that her heart was sinking along with the other party's fist, and the circulation of her primordial spirit and body gradually became obscure.
'No! Such a strong fist intent! I can't follow the other party's pace! ' Cristina was shocked. She had already rushed up with her sword, wanting to strike first when the other party was condensing his fist intent.
However, with a slight dash of her body, the snowstorm dispersed, and Wei Cangsheng's figure had already disappeared. Then, he appeared in another place along with the scattered snowstorm.
Just like before, he raised his fist that was as heavy as the mountains and seas.
Cristina charged forward a few times, but in this endless snow, Wei Cangsheng seemed to be everywhere, but not everywhere.
At the same time, Cristina only felt that the wailing of the crowd around her was getting clearer and louder.
Soldiers wielding weapons stood in the snow and wind, roaring angrily towards the sky.
Cristina seemed to be affected by this sorrowful fist intent. She only felt her body become heavier and heavier, and the circulation of her Qi and blood became slower and slower. It was as if she could not move at all.
At the same time, the silhouette had already arrived in front of Cristina. The fist that was as heavy as the mountains and rivers fell inch by inch towards Cristina. A long howl rang in Cristina's ears.
That long howl was filled with endless sorrow, as if the country had been destroyed. The soldiers stood among the ruins and looked around in a daze. In the end, they could only let out an unwilling howl. It was a ghastly sight.
"If the country falls, the mountains and rivers remain!"
…
Lord Zi Yang raised his eyebrows. Xiang Tiandi, who had been lowering his head, also raised his head. He looked at the projection and sighed, "The Sovereign Fist uses the sovereign fist intent as the foundation. It destroys the opponent's fighting will through the fist intent."
"Ji Wuchang's country falls, the mountains and rivers remain. It's not a move in the Sovereign Fist. I'm afraid he created it himself."
Xiang Tiandi's eyes shone with purple light. His gloomy eyes revealed a tinge of admiration at this moment.
"He has integrated everything he has seen and heard after he woke up into the fist intent of this move," Ye Futian said with a smile.
"The unwillingness from 500 years ago, the deep sleep for 500 years, and the regret and resentment after 500 years have all been integrated into this fist intent."
"This fist released all the depression that he had accumulated in his heart for 500 years."
…
At the same time, Wei Cangsheng's fist had reached the end, but it did not hit Cristina's body. He just poured the fist intent into Cristina's heart without holding back.
Rumble! The wind and snow in the surroundings suddenly dispersed, as if an invisible bomb had exploded.
Cristina felt as if there were 10,000 thunderbolts exploding in her mind at the same time. Her primordial spirit was severely injured, and it was forced back into the depths of her consciousness by this punch. Countless cracks flashed across her primordial spirit, as if it would completely shatter at any time.
It could be said that Cristina's Dao heart had been directly broken by Wei Cangsheng's fist intent, causing her control over the power of her primordial spirit to waver. Her primordial spirit was directly damaged.
As Cristina's primordial spirit was forced back, Zhou Bai's body suddenly lost control. He froze on the spot and did not move at all.
"Is it over? Zhou Bai, you can't even take a punch from my fist intent? "
Wei Cangsheng sighed and reached out to touch Zhou Bai's eyes. "Then let's stop here …"
…
On the high platform, Immortal Ming Yue's expression changed. "Oh no, Zhou Bai did not manage to withstand Wei Cangsheng's fist intent."
"Heavenly Sword, Sovereign Fist." Tu Gui frowned. "This Wei Cangsheng is actually a descendant of Great Xia?"
Xiang Tiandi released waves of primordial spirit power, forcefully enveloping the entire high platform. "No one is allowed to interfere."
Immortal Ming Yue, Perfected Qin, and Tian Yangzi stood up abruptly and looked at the orthodox gods with hostility.
"You guys actually hid the bloodline of Great Xia?"
Opposite them, a few righteous gods of Heaven were ready for battle. They slowly released the power of their primordial spirits.
The atmosphere became increasingly tense, and the atmosphere became increasingly deadlocked.
However, Tu Gui sat at the side, watching the projection with interest. He did not stand up from the beginning to the end.
At this moment, there were changes in the projection again.
…
Zhou Bai directly took over his body and regained control. He twisted his neck and looked at Wei Cangsheng in front of him. He grinned and said, "Your fist intent is very interesting. Let's continue to play."
A look of surprise flashed in Wei Cangsheng's eyes. He clearly felt that Zhou Bai's spirit had been severely injured by his fist intent.
However, the next moment, he smiled. "Not bad. You weren't knocked down by my fist intent. Now that's interesting."
Wei Cangsheng took a step forward, and his entire person disappeared in the snowstorm.
The fist intent that was as heavy as mountains and rivers rose again.
As Wei Cangsheng's fist intent spread, Zhou Bai felt the surrounding air become sticky, as if it was wrapped around his body like cement.
He knew that this was just an illusion. His opponent had used the powerful fist intent to envelop his spirit and distort his five senses.
"What a powerful fist intent." Zhou Bai was slightly startled. Only when he faced this fist intent head-on could he feel how strong the will contained within it was.
"This fist intent is not much weaker than Li Xiuzhu's Heaven Flipping Fist Intent. It's not as vast, but it's more extreme and blazing."
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