The phantom of the Bodhisattva is thousands of feet high, exuding extremely terrifying power. The powerful pressure can make people's faces change when they hear it, and the surrounding void is distorted and deformed under such pressure.
"boom!"
The giant palm fell, the situation changed, and the energy of the surrounding world was instantly drained away, making the shadow's pressure even greater. Before it fell, a huge palm print with distinct five fingers appeared on the ground.
Manjusri Bodhisattva, who was often defeated in front of Ye Xiangnan, seemed to have regained his confidence in Chen Yuan. His golden body was broken and he was defeated by Ye Xiangnan, not because he was weak, but because Ye Xiangnan was too strong!
He is better than him in every aspect and cannot be beaten!
But Chen Yuan is different. Although he is also very powerful, he can be said to be the best among the immortals in the Central Plains. He also has a powerful force with hundreds of thousands of troops.
But after all, it is still weak.
It's not anything else, but he hasn't understood the rules yet.
This is why he is confident that he can stop him, even better than Chen Yuan.
In the golden light that filled the giant palm, traces of invisible regular power filled it, directly solidifying the phantom giant palm, which was a higher level of power than the vitality of heaven and earth.
Those who can understand the rules can become semi-immortals!
In other words, the top three on the Heavenly Ranking have almost transcended the scope of the Five Realms and are able to use some of the power of immortals. To ordinary people, they are like a chasm in the sky.
But...that's only for ordinary people.
When one's own strength reaches its true peak, it is enough to make up for these gaps.
Chen Yuan just has this kind of strength, so he was able to resist Xiang Qianqiu's power of rules before.
His physical body is stronger than that of the demon saints of the demon clan. It has reached the point where it is almost perfect and flawless. His five internal organs are condensed to the extreme and become a self-contained whole.
His Yuan Shen is an unprecedented ten-inch Yuan Shen that may not come after him. He has gone through nine thunder tribulations. When he first entered the Yang God, he reached the peak level with the help of the power of the Supreme Sun.
He has almost no shortcomings except for the rules.
This is where Chen Yuan's confidence lies.
Therefore, when the phantom of Manjushri Bodhisattva suppressed the giant palm formed by rules and vitality, he did not feel the slightest panic in his heart.
Some are just silent.
His expression was indifferent and his eyes were calm. He raised his head and stared at the giant palm falling in the void. He could even sense the pressure of rules that was constantly escaping from the depths of the golden light.
He raised his right hand and suddenly made a fist.
In an instant, the internal organs roared, colorful streams of light shone like war drums, and the rumble of Qi and blood flowed, like a great river bursting its banks and thousands of horses galloping.
Behind him, a huge figure that was no less than the shadow of a Bodhisattva suddenly appeared. The figure was more than a thousand feet tall, like a mountain with no end in sight.
Although his face looks moldy, his aura is extremely strong.
"Condensation!"
Following Chen Yuan's low shout, complicated seals formed in his hands, and the endless vitality of heaven and earth quickly turned into a whirlpool, covering the figure thousands of feet tall.
The momentum is rising again!
"break!"
Chen Yuan's eyes turned cold, and he turned his palm into a fist, and slowly extended it out. The thousand-foot shadow also moved with it, stretched out the huge divine fist, and came into contact with the falling golden palm.
There was silence first, for a few breaths.
Suddenly, there was a violent roar.
"boom!"
The huge aftermath spread in all directions, sweeping across the heaven and earth, and the dark clouds dispersed.
The next moment, both phantoms were shattered.
Chen Yuan groaned and stepped back more than ten feet.
Manjusri, on the other hand, retreated tens of feet away, his face turned red, and the corner of his mouth was filled with a hint of red. His eyes were filled with a look of shock, which seemed a bit unbelievable.
Chen Yuan...repelled him in a head-on confrontation with him!
Even though he had suffered serious injuries in his previous confrontation with Ye Xiangnan, it was still enough to deal with Yang Shen Zhenjun who did not understand the rules.
Unexpectedly, the other party had such a powerful force.
Not only is he not inferior to him, he is also better than him.
"Amita..."
Before Manjushri Bodhisattva could say the name of the Buddha, Chen Yuan on the other side interrupted him directly and hit him like a shell.
The sword shines across the world!
"boom!"
There was a brief roar, and the positions of the two parties changed.
...
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
If we talk about intense battles, the battle between Xiang Qianqiu and Ye Xiangnan is the most terrifying and exciting among the immortals, with regular battles and physical collisions.
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The rolling vitality of the heaven and earth transformed into various mythical beasts, and the boundless clouds swept across the heaven and earth, outlining a magnificent picture full of strange beauty.
The god-killing gun's energy was astonishing, penetrating the void, making Xiang Qianqiu look like a demon god, venting his power on Ye Xiangnan's body.
The opponent took out the most precious god-killing spear. Although Ye Xiangnan did not have an immortal weapon of this level, he still had some knowledge about Emperor Wu's city. He took out a three-pointed and two-edged immortal sword.
This was Lu Chengfeng's weapon, but it was just passed down to him. Although it is not as good as the God-killing Spear, it is definitely comparable to the Sky Mirror, the Star Chart, and the Immortal Killing Sword.
The two sides even had a physical collision at one point, and the immortal soldiers clashed. The rules were contained in them, and it seemed that they were just using moves like those warriors in the lower three realms.
But in fact, the moves are completely natural. Each move is like an antelope hanging its horns, flying in the sky. Every knife and every gun seems to be able to penetrate the void.
In almost one breath, they would fight dozens of times.
As time went by, Ye Xiangnan still couldn't resist Xiang Qianqiu. No matter in terms of strength or level of immortal weapons, he was slightly inferior.
It is rare to be able to encourage him to fight for half a quarter of an hour.
After all, the higher the power reaches the later stage, the greater the gap becomes. Sometimes, just a thin line of difference is no less than an insurmountable chasm.
"You...are still far behind!"
Xiang Qianqiu's eyes were focused, and the boy's eyes were intertwined, and a deep light of the boy's god suddenly burst out. Ye Xiangnan was horrified in his heart, and quickly condensed a huge shield of nothingness around him.
But the shield did not block the spear after all, and was penetrated directly. The divine light also passed directly through his chest, leaving a hole the size of a fist.
Ye Xiangnan glanced down, his face a little ugly. Although his body was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, the divine light left behind trouble that was difficult to get rid of.
It was constantly eroding towards his bloodline.
"war!"
Ye Xiangnan snorted coldly, gritted his teeth, and his fighting spirit became more intense. He glanced at Chen Yuan in the distance and said through a message:
"Ye can hold on for at most half a quarter of an hour."
He is here to help, not to fight. He has already seen Xiang Qianqiu's strength. He is indeed a level stronger than him and is an irresistible opponent.
For half an hour, he was already trying his best. If he continued to fight, he might even fall into Xiang Qianqiu's hands.
Therefore, he only gave Chen Yuan half a quarter of an hour.
After half a quarter of an hour, he will be out of the battlefield.
And Chen Yuan's reply to him contained only one short word:
"good!"
The confrontation continued, and the fighting became more intense. It completely entered a state of intense heat. Several real people in the realm of Yuanshen died on the spot.
On the ground, deep pits were left.
Finally, in the fierce confrontation, the first fallen Yang Shen True Lord appeared. It was the old Yang Shen from Taixu Palace. He had stopped Samantabhadra Bodhisattva together with the giant turtle from Biyou Palace.
It's just that Samantabhadra's strength is indeed extraordinary. He also has an immortal weapon in his hand, which directly increases his strength, forcing him to burn his soul energy and blood to resist.
After a fierce confrontation, he finally couldn't hold on any longer. Yang Shen had burned out. He glanced at Taoist Tianxu, let out a breath of turbidity, slowly closed his eyes, and sat down in the void.
His mission was completed, and he was able to contribute one last time to the sect before he died, so he died a worthy death. The rest depends on what Tianxu does.
"Congratulations, Uncle Master!"
Tianxu took a deep breath and bowed his head in the direction of the death of the old Yang Shen.
"Amitabha...."
Puxian Bodhisattva clasped his hands together and waved his hand to protect his body and send it to the ground. Then, his power increased, and all the bright golden rays of light hit the giant turtle.
"Roar!"
The giant turtle roared angrily, and the void shook violently. Under the strong pressure of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, he chose to retract his head and used his turtle shell to defend himself from Samantabhadra's attack.
Although the old Yang God of Taixu Palace fell, the balance was not broken in a short period of time. Although the giant turtle was not as powerful as Samantabhadra, its defense was excellent.
At least it's enough to withstand it for a short time.
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
The giant ape transformed into the Bodhisattva Jishi roared to the sky. At this moment, he also experienced extremely huge pressure. The Lord Lingxu holding the immortal weapon was very powerful, even more terrifying than before.
He directly used the sharp sword energy to shatter one of Jishi Bodhisattva's arms, broke his energy and blood protective body, and put him at a disadvantage. He was very aware of the current situation.
This is a battle that is no less than the previous battle at Zhennanguan. If they win, half of the Central Plains will be lost to Yan. If they lose, Shushan will lose all its heritage. It will be difficult for Shushan to stand up again in the future.
Therefore, he has no other choice but to fight hard!
At the same time, Chen Huaiyi's condition was also very bad. With his left arm broken and severely injured, it was even more difficult for him to resist the methods of the Master of the Seven Kills. If it were not for Zhao Danqing's timely help, he would have died in the hands of the Master of the Seven Kills.
His opponent was replaced by Lu Guangsheng, who was also severely injured, while the Master of the Seven Kills Hall had a battle with Zhao Danqing as the Immortal Sect Master.
They all have immortal soldiers to help them out, and they all have the strength of the top ten on the Heavenly Ranking.
The confrontation was extremely exciting.
Above the nine-sky sky.
The confrontation between Moro and the Immortal of the Seven Kills Hall fell into a strange state. Moro transformed into an eight-armed body, a Buddha and a devil, and his momentum was extraordinary.
The Immortal of the Seven Kills Hall was withered and dead, his skin was sunken, his eyes were dark and glowing with blood.
The area with a radius of tens of thousands of feet has turned into a battlefield where immortals compete.
The terrifying power of rules is filled with it. Every subtle confrontation can make the void distort or even break. It seems that both sides are crossing their knees and making no other movements.
But the more confrontation there is with these rules, the more thrilling it becomes.
Sometimes, victory or defeat will be decided in a matter of seconds.
The reason why both sides choose this kind of confrontation is because neither side has the idea of fighting desperately. It is enough to turn the confrontation into a controllable range and determine the winner.
In addition, the strength of the two of them is also at the same level, so the difference will not be too big.
It's irrational to try your best.
The Immortal of the Seven Kills Hall cherished his life very much, otherwise he would not have slept for so long and used his divine source to save his life, while Moro was still injured and was unwilling to fight.
As long as you can stop this immortal from entering the battlefield below.
At this time, more than a thousand miles away, there was still an obscure confrontation going on.
This is in the cave opened by Lu Chengfeng. He and the Buddha are sitting opposite each other. The Buddha holds the white chess piece and Lu Chengfeng holds the black chess piece, turning the battlefield into a chessboard.
But don't underestimate this kind of chessboard. This is a chessboard condensed by the power of rules. Whether it is Buddha or Lu Chengfeng, they are fighting based on rules.
"boom!"
Lu Chengfeng smiled faintly, and the power of the rules turned into a black chess piece, hitting an extremely critical position, which directly caused the Buddha's situation to take a turn for the worse.
Buddha looked at the chessboard, frowning slightly, thinking a little.
Lu Chengfeng, on the other hand, was very arrogant, quietly waiting for Buddha to play chess.
"Xiaoyaozi donor."
Buddha raised his head and looked at Lu Chengfeng.
"What did the Buddha say?"
"I wonder if the donor knows how to practice the way of immortality?"
"Heavenly Immortal... I have only heard of it, but I have never seen such an existence. Perhaps... the Emperor Taizu of Chu thousands of years ago may have reached this realm."
Lu Chengfeng shook his head.
"It seems the donor knows very little."
"Haha, after all, he has lived outside the sea for a long time and has not heard about the world for hundreds of years."
"The poor monk knows a little bit, but I wonder if the donor is willing to listen?"
"please."
"The world is divided into heaven and earth, and heaven and earth are also divided into mortal and fairy realms. The earth and fairy realm is the limit of our human world. It is difficult to peek into it without a strong person who can preach."
"Fairy Realm..."
"Yes, the poor monk heard about it..."
...
"boom!"
There was another extreme collision, Samantabhadra was pushed back more than a hundred feet by Chen Yuan again, and the aura on his body became increasingly weaker.
When Chen Yuan tried his best, Manjusri had been seriously injured. He silently recited the time given by Ye Xiangnan, trying to kill Manjusri within half a quarter of an hour and swallow his luck.
Although Manjusri tried his best to resist, he was still just a hair away. When he got to the back, he couldn't even fight back.
"Almsgiver Chen, this poor monk is resigned to being defeated, please stop..."
Manjushri Bodhisattva took a deep breath and lowered his head.
If he continues to fight, he will not be far from death.
"Since the Bodhisattva has come from the west, Chen will send you back to the west."
Chen Yuan looked at him indifferently.
"Donor Chen really wants to fight with my Buddhist sect until death?"
Manjushri Bodhisattva frowned.
"Buddhism is inherently filthy, so what if it doesn't stop?"
"Buddha is furious, can Almsgiver Chen block it?"
"Isn't it already blocked now?"
"Being aggressive is not the way of a king!"
Chen Yuan chuckled lightly and stopped arguing with him. He looked at the other party and said calmly: "Chen has a sword that he has been practicing for a long time. Please let the Bodhisattva taste it!"
"What sword?"
"This sword, let's call it...destroying the Buddha!"
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