Chapter 804: The Great Ancient Emperor is Even in the Same Situation
Xin Zhuo’s words were extremely arrogant, extremely rude, and even insulting to the quasi-sage, but...
There was still silence everywhere.
Everyone was completely shocked by the scene just now, yes, everyone.
Who is Tamo? He is a guy who has lived through many prosperous martial arts times. He is a direct descendant of ancient Buddhism. He is probably no younger than the Quasi-Sage Venerable. His understanding of Buddhist martial arts has reached an advanced level. His experience in the way of fighting definitely surpasses many. people.
The saints and saints of the major holy places and caves were all defeated by him back then. Many of the ancestors of the warriors present were killed by him in one blow. They would never dare to mention revenge until they had reached the level of cultivation that surpassed the second among the five degenerates of gods and humans. Two words.
The terror of this person is no exaggeration. It is no exaggeration to say that he is the number one Hunyuanxu.
Even though Xin Zhuo, as a rising star in recent years, is the benchmark for measuring the strength of his peers, it is difficult to say whether he can survive three or two rounds under him.
Tama's method just now was indeed extremely powerful. Even a group of saints and saints nodded secretly, but...
He was defeated in one move!
No suspense!
The defeat was even a little pitiful!
Whether it was the two quasi-sages in the sky or the saints, saints and tens of thousands of warriors below, they were in a trance for a while and didn't know why.
After a few breaths, many people replayed the instant duel between the two in their minds——
Ignoring it, Xin Zhuo clearly fell behind in the preemptive strike. However, he took his time and used the martial arts barrier with only one sword.
The martial arts barrier is condensed and realistic, nearly a hundred miles wide. The meaning and depth of martial arts and martial arts have reached a certain extreme, no! It is ten times stronger than ordinary Hunyuan Zhoutian warriors.
That sword came out like the setting sun, swayed like weeping blood, and was as powerful as a swimming dragon. It was vast and could destroy everything, and it carried the killing intent that seemed to come from thousands of ancient sword cultivators in the eternity. This is an unpredictable and unrivaled sword...
And his true energy, Nine Colors! ! !
If Tamo is invincible in the human world, then Xin Zhuo's sword is a miraculous skill that is unlike anything in the human world.
One is invincible on earth and the other is in heaven!
Make a decision!
Many people looked at Xin Zhuo again, and their eyes changed completely. They were eyes that were not of the same kind.
“How can you set a benchmark if you are so strong as to be able to communicate with the gods?”
“Is Xin Zhuo the legendary true warrior?”
A large number of warriors felt this in their hearts. Suffocation and oppression.
"How...what?"
In front of the palace in the corner, Da Luo Saint Qiong Yu looked hard at Xiao Jingyi, the Holy Son of the Huangquan Sect, and Chu Youyun and Wu Tiange who had walked over at some unknown time. The faces of the three saints and saints, who were from famous towns and had profound backgrounds, looked puzzled and solemn.
Then Xiao Jingyi frowned and said: "It's not a legendary true warrior, just defensive cultivation, but...isn't Xin Zhuo your disciple of Daluo? Where did he learn this kind of swordsmanship and mental skills?"
Qiong Yu was also very confused, shook her head and said: "Sword skills and mental skills are definitely not owned by Da Luo. I wonder where this person learned them."
"This person is worthy of his reputation."
Chu Youyun showed a rare hint of admiration, "The swordsmanship is divine, the mind is unparalleled, the key is planned and then acted, the strong mind is really terrifying. My ancient emperor ancestor once said that there are three kinds of people in the world who are the most terrifying, Xin People like Zhuo are one of them!"
...
In midair, Ji Pixuan looked at Xin Zhuo silently, with a hint of unexplainable meaning in his eyes.
Zhe Feiyan, Han Jiulang and Qingxuan also watched silently, their thoughts seeming to go back to those dreamlike years. Xin Zhuo seemed to have nothing he couldn't do.
Not far away, Dongfang and Mie Ling had dark expressions. It couldn't be said that they were surprised or shocked. It was just that the meaning in their eyes was unclear. If you look carefully at their pupils, they showed a determination that was so strong in murderous intent that they were stubborn.
They seemed to have returned to the original illusion of facing the rapidly growing bandit in "Through the Looking Glass".
......
In the four forks that were already in ruins, Xin Zhuo held the sword in his right hand, silently looking at it with his head stuck in the stinky ditch, and holding it with his left hand, a faint whirlpool appeared. , no one understands what it is doing.
"Do you think I'm dead? Hahaha, no, I was careless just now."
The tamarind by the smelly water ditch suddenly flashed strangely not far away, Flashing into the air again, a golden Buddha shadow once again covered the sky and swept across the sky. For a moment, the Buddha's light shone, and the entire holy city turned golden.
And his body seemed to have become an eternally powerful Buddhist dragon and arhat, wrapped in ten thousand feet of divine power. A trace of it could break through mountains and rivers, weighing more than ten thousand kilograms. With a flicker of his body, like a clone technique, he transformed into seventy-three rays, with a sound like a loud bell. :" How can Buddhism be defeated? Boy, this Buddha will send you back to the West!"
As soon as the word "West" was spoken, the Buddha shadow behind him suddenly said: "Eight Causes and Ten Thousand Paths!"
It seems like this! The true Buddha is here!
With one punch, the Buddha's light descends and everything in the world is invincible.
"This..."
"It Mo just didn't use all its strength!"
Tens of thousands of warriors were horrified, watching carefully and feeling excited. Some even muttered silently in their hearts, "It's hard to defeat Xin Zhuo..."
It's true It's Xin Zhuoqiang's outrageousness that makes people feel guilty. If he was so strong, what would our hundreds of years of hard training mean? Do we still need to live? "It used all its strength and struck with all its might, but the outcome is still uncertain."
The Sons and Saints of Cave Heaven in all major holy places observed intently.
Even Dongfang and Mie Ling narrowed their eyes.
However, Xin Zhuo no longer planned and acted as before, but was surrounded by a dazzling nine-color glow, as majestic as a prehistoric man. He flashed into the air and pointed heavily.
"Buzz——"
Half of the sky glowed with a dazzling golden color, extremely deadly, extremely heavy, and extremely powerful. A giant golden-armored godman flashed out, as if coming from ancient anger. .
“Boom——”
The Buddha's light all over the sky seemed to be afraid of the golden light, and the ice and snow melted instantly. It suffered heavy damage, and its figure flew out like a meteor.
"Bang——"
The stone slab cracked and plunged into the ground of the street again. Ninety-nine sword wounds on his body were splashed with blood. He trembled a few times and became motionless.
The second time, I tried my best to kill, but I was still vulnerable, and I lost completely.
"Uh..."
Countless faces in all directions were filled with dull expressions.
Is it still...defeated with one move?
A group of saints and saints were lost in thought.
The faces of Dongfang and Mie Ling were extremely gloomy.
“Measuring strength... does not work for me, Xin Zhuo!”
Xin Zhuo looked at Dongfang, Mie Ling and even the nearly 100,000 warriors slowly gathering from all directions. As if he wanted to vent his dissatisfaction and depression, he said word by word: "The realm that I, Xin Zhuo, can reach, no one in the world can be my opponent. , even if the ancient emperor is resurrected, there is no guarantee that he will defeat me, Dongfang and Mie Ling, you guys are far behind... You must remember my words and measure your strength, ha!"
The tone is arrogant and unruly, full of disdain for everything, and it seems like an explosion after suppressing it for a long time.
It was quiet all around.
Everyone had thought that Xin Zhuo would die today, but now they were completely speechless.
“Crack!”
Mopan suddenly sat up for the third time, its bald head covered with blood. It looked straight at Xin Zhuo, stopped moving, pushed the golden mountain and knocked down the jade pillar, and knelt down: "I can't beat you, and I won't do it again." I am your enemy!”
Immediately, I burst into tears, not knowing whether it was because I was crying about my defeat, or because I was crying about all my pride and complacency being destroyed.
One hundred thousand warriors felt sad, who had ever seen such a side of this devilish monk?
"Provoking the Holy Power, being so unruly, you should not take your face into consideration, just kill him!"
The old nun and Mr. Dongfang, who abandoned all dignity and wrapped up the strong Holy Power, ignored the temptation. With the glares of Feiyan and others, Tianren pointed his finger and killed Xin Zhuo.
The entire holy city suddenly shook.
Millions of warriors were terrified and scattered in panic.
"The two quasi-sages are so dishonest in their words, are they really shameless?"
Zhe Feiyan angrily scolded him and tried to resist.
A group of saints and saints retreated helplessly.
However, Xin Zhuo faced Dongfang and the two men without any fear. He smiled calmly and said: "There is no need to stop the Saint of Taichong, let them kill her!"
Zhe Feiyan looked at him fiercely, facing such unfamiliar I felt a hint of resentment at the title, but more of a puzzlement.
Also puzzled are Han Jiulang, Qingxuan, Xiao Jingyi, Chu Youyun, Wu Tiange and others.
Xin Zhuo doesn’t look like someone who is willing to die calmly, so what’s the point of saying that?
The next moment, everyone couldn’t help but look panic——
Xin Zhuo kept grasping the hand that had no idea of its function and tightened it tightly.
"Boom——"
The majestic medieval, ancient, and ancient Qi from nowhere came from nowhere and enveloped him layer by layer. For a moment, he was like a fairy, even if he was Even with Sheng's powerful methods, it was impossible to kill him in an instant.
That's not all. Immediately afterwards, eight gray beams of light suddenly appeared in eight places in the city. The eight beams were completely different from the coercion of today's warriors, sweeping across the world.
Eight figures, extremely terrifying, appeared in a flash and stood in front of Xin Zhuo.
(End of this chapter)