Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

Feng Yimo was overjoyed. If there wasn't someone beside him, he would have cheered long ago. Because of the fluctuation in his mood, the thoughts of the martial artist in his mind disappeared. He hurriedly focused his mind and used all of his strength to activate the Celestial Strategy Book and fuse it with the Heavenly Eye Pupil. A strange feeling appeared once again. He could feel the anxiety in the heart of the martial artist who used the staff.    

The martial artist who used the staff used a set of staff technique, but was no match for the opponent's steel knife. He was tightly suppressed, and thus, he cursed his opponent in his heart.    

Feng Yimo moved the Heavenly Eye Pupil away and found that he could at most see through the thoughts of the warrior within a hundred feet. He wanted to look at a Nascent Infant warrior, but who knew that the Heavenly Eye Pupil would only see a cloud of mist through the Celestial Strategy Book, and he could not see the thoughts of the warrior clearly.    

It seemed that this was because the soul of a martial artist was much weaker than a martial artist. If he could restore the late stage Soul Formation Divine Sense, he would definitely be able to sense the thoughts in the heart of a martial artist.    

Despite the limitations, Feng Yimo was still very happy. He didn't expect that the combination of the Heavenly Eye Pupil and the Celestial Strategy Book would produce such a magical effect. If he could see a person's thoughts clearly, he would be able to predict the future and predict the future.    

However, he had just grasped this divine ability and wasn't very familiar with it. Perhaps after a while, he would discover something amazing.    

Very quickly, it was Feng Yimo and Pang Yue's battle.    

Pang Yue was about forty years old. He had a square face and a muscular upper body. His muscles were bulging all over his body. It was as if there were stones hidden in his body, and he was very strong.    

Feng Yimo looked at Pang Yue with Celestial Strategy Books containing Heavenly Eye Pupils. He smiled. Pang Yue's thoughts appeared clearly in his mind. Although First Young Master had said that it was not good to fight Liu Duansheng to the death, if he used the Thunderbolt Palm to kill the annoying guy in front of him, First Young Master would give him a treasure that could help him build his foundation and start cultivating. Therefore, this person must die!    

"You want to kill me?" Feng Yimo asked calmly.    

"Yes." Pang Yue answered honestly.    

"Using Thunderbolt Palm?" Feng Yimo asked again.    

Pang Yue was shocked. He had never used Thunderbolt Palm in the first three rounds of martial arts competitions. How did this man know about it? No, I'll change it to Wind Listening Finger. This is a martial art that I have cultivated for more than twenty years. I will definitely be able to kill him with one strike!    

"Haha, I didn't expect you to know so much. I just wanted to use Thunderbolt Palm to kill him. You, take revenge for Peng Hu and the others!" Pang Yue narrowed his eyes and lied without blushing.    

Feng Yimo shook his head. "I heard that there is an ultimate technique called the Wind Listening Finger. It is derived from the Vajra Finger of Buddhist martial arts. Brother Pang, have you heard of it before?"    

What? Pang Yue was stunned. He had just thought of the Wind Listening Finger. How did that kid know about it? His hair stood on end and he shivered in fear.    

However, Feng Yimo was waiting for him to suddenly become absent-minded. The Blunt Slow Sword in his hand turned into a cold light and slashed Pang Yue's neck.    

With the strength of half a dragon and the sharpness of the Blunt Slow Sword, Feng Yimo could imagine the scene of Pang Yue's head flying into the air. However, with a puff, the Blunt Slow Sword landed on Pang Yue's neck and sent him flying. There was only a trace of blood on his neck. His head was still intact on his neck.    

He frowned. This man had a powerful body tempering technique, but it was actually so hard.    

Pang Yue was still in shock. He broke out in a cold sweat, and his anger soared to the sky. With a loud roar, his naked body emitted a golden light, and his skin turned dark gold.    

A name appeared in Feng Yimo's mind: Diamond Protection Divine Art. He suddenly realized why Pang Yue knew the Wind Listening Finger. It turned out that he was a Buddhist disciple who had cultivated the Buddhist supreme technique, Vajra Protective Divine Technique.    

The incantation of Diamond Protective Divine Technique appeared in his eyes, as well as Pang Yue's route of cultivation. Soon, it was imprinted in his mind. He had completely grasped the essence of Diamond Protective Divine Technique and could find time to cultivate it.    

What a powerful medicinal Celestial Strategy Book! Feng Yimo was overjoyed. So this was how medicinal Celestial Strategy Books were used. Together with medicinal Heavenly Eye Pupils, it could spy on all martial arts. As long as the other party cultivated the cultivation technique in secret, he could secretly learn it!    

"Watch my palm!" Pang Yue circulated the Vajra Protective Divine Power to prevent Feng Yimo from ambushing him. He used the Thunderbolt Palm to slap at Feng Yimo.    

The palm wind whistled and cracked. A palm turned into more than twenty palm shadows. They were as fast as lightning.    

Feng Yimo nodded his head secretly. Using such a fast palm technique naturally required a strong body. Therefore, the Thunderbolt Palm and Vajra Protective Divine Art worked together to maximize the power of their attacks. * Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!    

Feng Yimo held the sword in his right hand and the Monument Opening Palm in his left. With the strength of a dragon, he waved it lightly, as if it was not a fierce fight, but a fly.    

Bang!    

Pang Yue felt a huge force coming from his body. He couldn't help but take more than ten steps back. With a sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood. The confidence in his heart had completely disappeared. He looked at Feng Yimo in disbelief. How was this possible?    

Before he could wake up from his shock, Feng Yimo rubbed his body up. His movements were as light as an ape's. The Blunt Slow Sword in his hand turned into a saber. The Heaven Breaking Saber Technique had already enveloped Pang Yue's body.    

Pang Yue was shocked and angry. With a loud roar, the true qi in his dantian surged and surged towards his hands. His palms were glowing with a faint blue halo. They were twice as large as before, and they were aimed at a sword light.    

Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!    

His palms collided with the Blunt Slow Sword, and actually produced the sound of metal colliding with metal. Feng Yimo secretly praised the extraordinary Thunderbolt Palm.    

He took a few steps and his body swayed. He spun around Pang Yue's dark golden body unceasingly. He drew a cold sword from his body and made Pang Yue spin around in a flurry.    

After exchanging more than ten moves, Feng Yimo already knew the location of the Vajra Protective Divine Technique's protective door from Pang Yue's mind. He did not expect that it was actually on Pang Yue's lower body. Secretly amused, he turned around and arrived behind Pang Yue. Without waiting for Pang Yue to turn around, the Blunt Slow Sword in his hand stabbed out swiftly.    

Puchi!    

The sharp medicinal Blunt Slow Sword stabbed into Pang Yue's butt. He let out a miserable cry. His entire body was like a deflated ball. The golden light from his entire body dispersed and he fell to the ground.    

Feng Yimo stepped forward and put away his sword. Pang Yue's head flew out, and blood spurted out from his neck. His body twitched, and then his Qi disappeared. "Bang!" Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!    

"Liuyu City, Liu Duansheng wins!"    

The Nascent Infant Period judge looked at Feng Yimo in surprise and announced loudly that he was the first Nascent Infant warrior who had attracted the attention of a Nascent Infant warrior.    

When they arrived at the waiting area, Liu Ruomei's face turned red with excitement. Just now, when she saw that Feng Yimo's first strike couldn't hurt Pang Yue, her heart sank. She was really worried for him. Now that Feng Yimo had killed Pang Yue, she was naturally very happy.    

If there were people who were happy, there would definitely be people who were resentful. Peng Mingshang was looking at them with hatred. He really wanted to rush over and tear Feng Yimo into pieces.    

"Congratulations. Fourth Younger Sister, I didn't think that you would really get a martial arts expert. Our Liuyu City will be able to hold our heads high! " Seeing Feng Yimo win another round, Liu Shengfei cupped his fists and congratulated him generously. Only Liu Yuanbi's expression was gloomy. If Liu Duansheng contributed greatly to the Liuyu City, it would pose a greater threat to him. It was better to find a way to get rid of him.