Under the Supreme Gang Palm, no army can resist its power.
The young monk no longer even planned to go see him. In her opinion, Su Bujin had absolutely no chance of surviving.
"It would be great if that man was still alive. He is the only one who has broken my supreme palm..."
The young monk suddenly looked nostalgic, remembering an old friend from his past.
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"As expected of Bai Qianmie, the leader of the Demon Sect, no one has ever been able to break my Supreme Palm. I have learned the lesson today."
"The Holy Lord of the Western Regions is so complimentary, it's just a fluke."
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The young monk once thought that although there were people in the world who could be as famous as him, there would never be anyone better than him, until he heard that name.
The leader of the demon sect, Bai Qianmie.
He once traveled thousands of miles to Middle-earth, just to challenge the man who was known as the strongest man in the world, but in the end, he was completely defeated.
That battle was not as fierce as imagined. The opponent almost defeated him with overwhelming strength. The Supreme Gang Palm was so vulnerable in front of him. The mysterious and terrifying Zi Ting Emperor's hand was so fierce. Lei made the young monk unforgettable in his life.
He was convinced of his defeat.
Bai Qianmie is worthy of being the strongest person in the world.
"It's a pity, it's a pity..."
Thinking that Bai Qianmie was dead, the young monk couldn't help but sigh with regret.
"time to go."
There was nothing to see anymore. Turning around, the young monk walked away.
"..."
At this moment, a violent fluctuation suddenly came from behind.
"Um?"
The young monk's expression changed, and this violent fluctuation made him unable to help but feel a little scheming.
How is this going?
Could it be... it's her?
The young monk was full of surprise and uncertainty, and immediately looked behind him in disbelief.
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One gold and one black, two beams of light penetrated the giant palm, rushing up with great momentum.
The golden pillar of light is filled with the spirit of Buddhism, and the sound of Zen Buddhism seems to be heard in the silence.
The demonic energy of the black beam shook the ground, and the pitch-black light made people tremble in their hearts.
"This is......."
The young monk stared blankly at the golden light beam and black light beam in front of him, unable to react for a while.
The two giant palms were pierced by two beams of light and collapsed and dissipated, and the figure in the cherry blossom white robe reappeared in the young monk's field of vision.
The white robe of cherry blossoms looks as tall as the sky.
Black energy emerged from the left eye, and the demonic power surged.
The Buddhist inscriptions in the right eye are flowing, and the golden light is shining.
One demon and one Buddha.
Supreme Eye Technique, Buddha and Demon Eyes!
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"I didn't expect that the Buddha's Demonic Eyes would have such power..."
At this time, Su Bujin was also surprised by the power of the Buddha's Demonic Eyes. Jin Yangyin and Qianwei couldn't handle the moves, but they were broken by the Buddha's Demonic Eyes so easily. This power was too powerful.
"What kind of strength does that powerful man have?"
Su Bujin couldn't help but think of the war-god-like figure he saw on the stone throne.
He looks like both Buddha and demon.
Not only does he possess the one-thought Buddha and Demon, one of the thirteen divine arts, but he also masters the reverse pupil technique of Buddha and Demon's Eyes. What kind of existence will the great power bred by the ancestor spirit stone be like?
"This time, it's my turn."
Su Bujin looked at the young monk again and took a deep breath slowly.
"Flowing cherry blossoms."
Thirteen magical arts, flowing cherry blossoms!
Su Bujin had no intention of holding back against a strong man of this level. If he didn't show all his trump cards, he wouldn't be able to defeat this young monk.
A petal fell and landed in front of Su Bujin. Su Bujin's body started to dance slowly like a butterfly.
.......
"What is she going to do?"
The young monk frowned, not understanding what Su Bujin was trying to do.
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As Su Bujin danced, petals fell one after another from the air.
Countless petals are falling down, like a rain of flowers, and the picture is extremely beautiful.
"This is........"
The young monk was a little stunned. He stretched out his hand and gently tried to grab a petal to see what happened.
But the petals seemed to be illusory. The young monk's hand touched the petals, but he did not grab it.
"How is this going?"
The young monk frowned, a little confused, but bright red blood flowed out of his hand quietly.
"How is this going?!"
The young monk suddenly looked horrified. Suddenly, he remembered something, and his eyes were horrified to the extreme.
"Is it one of the Thirteen Divine Arts... Liuying Fanghua?!"
The young monk's expression suddenly changed and he looked at the rain of petals in disbelief.
Having one of the Thirteen Divine Arts, he naturally understands how counterproductive the Thirteen Divine Arts are.
Liuying Fanghua is the most mysterious magic among them. Its power is naturally not much. The most terrifying thing is its unpredictable attack, which makes people unable to guard against it.
My hand should have been supported when I just grabbed the petals.
"This woman actually possesses the beauty of Liu Ying?!"
Su Bujin surprised the young monk too much. Not only did he break his supreme palm, but now he also showed thirteen magical skills. It would be strange if the young monk was not surprised.
Who is this woman?
"Caries removal"
With a soft drink, the petals of the flowers instantly turned into blades of light, which shone with a cold light.
The rain of flowers instantly turned into thousands of daggers glowing with cold light.
Tens of millions of flowing light blades were formed, and they were all pointed at the young man and Sang.
Liuying Youth is divided into three stages, namely Flower Rain, Transformed Blade, and Divine Sword.
The rain of flowers is naturally the rain of petals at the beginning, and every petal hides infinite murderous intent.
The transformation blade is what it is now. Manhuayu directly transforms into a flowing blade, and both the speed and sharpness have been upgraded to a new level.
As for the last divine sword, it was the one used by Su Bujin in Ouyang's family at that time. One sword could split the ninety-nine steps. That kind of power was devastating.
And now what Su Bujin is using is the second level of transformed blade. Although it is not as shocking as the divine sword, it is not much different.
"Stab it!"
"Stab it!"
"...."
The sound of breaking wind sounded one after another, and countless flowing light blades headed towards the young monk. If he was hit by such a flowing light blade, he would definitely turn into a hedgehog immediately.
Facing the Thirteen Divine Arts, he did not dare to slack off at all.
"Ask..."
The young monk finally thought of the artifact behind him and asked.
The current situation can only be solved by using the divine weapon to ask questions.
"Looks like I'm going to let you out of the sheath."
.......
"Liu Ying turns into a blade and kills them all!"
Su Bujin's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he saw countless flowing blades about to turn the young monk into a hedgehog.
Faced with the crisis of compassion, the young monk resolutely pulled out the magic weapon behind him.
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