"Continue to attack. His defense cannot last long. Even if it is exhausted, he will be exhausted to death!"
When the powerful men saw this scene, their will to kill became even more unshakable.
Such an enemy is too terrifying. If you don't kill it, the future will definitely become a nightmare!
Jun Wuxie ignored them at all. He always stared at his target and launched ruthless strikes like a sudden storm.
The combination of Xing Zi Jue and Talisman Dao was so fast that it was unimaginable and unpredictable, so that those who were calmed by him were unable to get rid of him despite all their means, and could only be forced to fight him in close combat.
A martial arts practitioner who mainly cultivates Qi, facing a martial arts practitioner who cultivates the physical body, fighting in close quarters is simply crushing.
Although they have a very high level and great strength, they are unable to use all their secret techniques.
Jun Wuxie's fists are as fast as lightning, and he can complete thousands of violent blows in an instant. He strikes with palm and finger fists, and every blow is like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace, making the opponent unable to defend, and he does not know how his attacks will be. From what direction did the bombardment come?
ah!
A shrill scream, with deep reluctance.
The second peak-level expert fell down, his head was blown open by the golden palm finger, he died suddenly on the spot, and was sucked into the cave by Jun Wuxie.
"Everyone, are you tired? Do you want to sit down and have a drink of tea and rest?"
Jun Wuxie had a bright smile on his face, stepped on the Xing Jue, and the light of the Talisman bloomed, making all the overwhelming attacks in vain.
He locked his eyes on the third target, the old monk from Dawei Buddhist Temple who once said that the demons in the world of Emperor Shixing would not become Buddhas until they were empty.
The old monk had a look of horror on his face, his body pulled up countless afterimages, and he retreated crazily, trying to keep a distance from him.
Although the old monk exhausted all his body skills, he still failed to achieve his wish. He was bullied by Jun Wuxie and came closer.
"The mighty heavenly dragon, the World Honored Buddha, grant me the Dharma and the indestructible body of vajra!"
The old monk quickly made a seal in front of him, and the immeasurable Buddha's light illuminated the heaven and earth. A golden dragon appeared, shuttled around, entered, and merged into his body.
Suddenly, his body turned into pure gold, and every inch of his skin shone with swastikas, as if a golden Bodhisattva had descended, possessing the slightest trace of immortality.
Boom!
The old monk's palms flew forward and struck forward, colliding with Jun Wuxie's palms.
"Monster Jun, do you think I am as weak as the strong men you killed? I will let you see the immortal body of the Buddha!"
The old monk has a fierce look and a pale heart, and is equipped with secret skills. Every time his handprints are blasted forward, a Buddha image blooms, crushing him forward.
The other strong men did not stop for a moment, and all kinds of secret techniques were overwhelmingly killing Jun Wuxie. Many people also used weapons, such as ancient swords, war halberds, war spears, big seals, etc., to kill Jun Wuxie in turn.
The space in the arena has long been annihilated, and the entire space is a huge black hole in the void. It looks terrifying, as if the universe has been penetrated and a hole has appeared.
Jun Wuxie never dodges and withstands all the attacks.
He didn't want to waste time dodging, otherwise he would have no chance of defeating the siege of so many strong men one by one.
The golden secret runes of his palm finger fist bloomed, constantly killing the old monk.
Although the old monk's physical body was not weak with the blessing of secret techniques, his fighting skills were far from comparable to his, so he was constantly hit.
The fleshy body with the golden swastika symbol flashing has begun to show cracks, and golden blood is flowing out. The whole body seems to be coated with a layer of golden paint.
"A hypocrite like you wants to become a Buddha? With monks like you, that is blasphemy and insult to the Buddha. Today I will send you to the West to plead guilty to the Buddha!"
puff!
After thousands of collisions, the old monk's hands spasmed, his flesh cracked, and he had no idea how many bones were broken. This palm blast made his chest deeply dent, and the violent divine power penetrated his body and destroyed his lungs. His head was shattered, and he choked out a mouthful of blood.
"Devil! Don't hurt my senior brother!"
Two old monks from the Dawei Buddhist Temple roared over and attacked Jun Wuxie from the left and from the right.
Jun Wuxie sneered, ignored them at all, and fired hundreds of punches in an instant.
The old monk who was targeted by him resisted with all his strength, but his body was still beaten to the point of broken bones and tendons, flesh and blood bursting everywhere, and his entire body was disabled.
There was a pop.
The golden palm slapped his face hard, beating half of his face to pieces. Then he raised his palm high and slapped it down, shattering his Tianling Cap with one blow.
The old monk's body was violently shaken and his soul was severely damaged. It was no longer possible to maintain his golden body. The swastikas on his body were instantly extinguished and his whole body went limp.
"With your little ability, you dare to brazenly talk about slaying demons?"
Jun Wuxie reached out and grabbed his ankle, carrying the overwhelming attack, he landed on the ground, picked up the old monk's body, and threw him wildly.
boom! boom! boom!
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The scene was too violent. In an instant, the old monk's body was violently thrown to the ground thousands of times. Blood spattered every time. The old monk's voice no longer sounded like a human being.
In this city, in the tall buildings outside the arena, on the roofs of buildings, and in the air, countless people watched, all witnessing the entire scene.
People's hearts were beating as the old monk was knocked down, and they felt like their hearts were about to jump out of their chests.
That was a powerful person with the Dzogchen position, and he was beaten like a sandbag. This scene was so shocking to the eyes and soul.
How could the founder of the Zhuxian Dynasty, a young supreme man in his early twenties, become so powerful?
If its abnormal defense relies on its armor, what about its attack power?
His power can actually destroy the existence of Dzogchen, the supreme heaven!
Countless people sacrificed rune stones to record the battle conditions in the arena.
"This Jun Wuxie, is he still a human?"
In front of the top floor window of a certain high-rise building, the old man next to the young man in purple looked at this scene in shock, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.
"Do you know now why I put so much thought into planning to kill him?"
The eyes of the young man in purple gleamed with cold light. This opponent's growth rate was too astonishing, beyond imagination. If this continues, his contemporaries can only look up in front of him, and they will never be able to surpass that mountain.
"This is the first time that this old slave has seen his battle scene with his own eyes. Such a person is extremely difficult to find even in the upper universe. The scary thing is that his current realm is only a semi-saint. If he breaks through to the holy realm in the future, his talent growth intensity will inevitably be still there. If we can continue to improve, how strong will it be?”
"Otherwise, why would you be favored by that female soldier saint? That female soldier saint is probably not a person from the lower world, but came to the lower world for some reason. She is most likely a strong person in the mythical field, so I won't let you take action. Because once you are targeted by the Soldier Saint, you will almost certainly die!"
The old man's voice was low: "Master, if Jun Wuxie does not die, everyone of his generation will be affected, because many opportunities that should belong to other people will fall into his hands. Who can compete with him? It is the master’s biggest stumbling block on his way back to the top!”
…
In the arena, the sky was full of secret attacks and all kinds of weapons, overwhelmingly bombarding Jun Wuxie.
But he remained motionless, and no attack could break through the defense. The Qiankun Armor made him look like a super god.
Those strong men just watched helplessly as he beat the old monk of Dawei Buddhist Temple into a human shape. His whole body was flattened and there was blood all over the ground.
The ground with extremely strong defensive runes was sunk a bit, with cracks all over it.
"Brother!"
"Senior brother!"
"Devil Jun, you vicious devil, your hands are stained with blood, you will not die a good death!"
The other old monks in the Dawei Buddhist Temple had split eyes and were in grief. They watched their senior brother being thrown to death by a living explosion but could do nothing. This made them feel extremely painful.
"Yes, I am a vicious devil, but what can you do to me?"
Jun Wuxie's smile was bright and sunny, showing her white teeth.
He put the old monk's body into the cave, carried it with one hand, and stood in the arena where the secret techniques were constantly bombarding him with extremely violent energy. Every weapon flashed with bright runes, carrying world-shaking killing blows. Dangdang, keep killing him.
"You guys continue, I'll take a break first."
Jun Wuxie just sat down in the shattered void, took out a few heaven and earth gems, embedded them into the armor, condensed the hammer of blood energy, and forged it with a unique method.
Such a scene made all the strong men shocked and angry.
There were so many of them, and they tried their best to attack here, but the targets they attacked thought they were air, and they actually sat down like that, not knowing what they were doing.
The release of the power of Qiankun replenished the energy lost by the Qiankun Armor and stored a large amount of spare energy.
"Is he repairing his armor?"
"It seems that although his armor has strong defense, it has been damaged under our repeated attacks. Don't stop and continue attacking. His armor will eventually break apart!"
Those strong men thought they saw the problem and immediately launched another attack.
Jun Wuxie ignored them and closed his eyes instead.
Over the past few days, although I have not deliberately practiced, the operation of the technique has been refining the essence, blood and holy source of the divine beasts all the time.
His current state is not far from the ultimate state of Zhongtian, Dzogchen.
This time here, as the battle situation continues to evolve, it is very likely that an extremely powerful person will emerge in the end.
The so-called Extreme Heaven Position is a strong person who has broken through the limit of the Ultimate Heaven Position and the Great Perfection. That is the person who truly stands at the Ultimate Heaven Position. He is much stronger than the Great Perfection Position of the Great Heaven Position.
With the Qiankun Armor protecting his body, he was not afraid of attacks and killed two people at the peak of the Ultimate Heaven and one at the Ultimate Perfection. These human resources should be enough to break through to the Ultimate Perfection.
At that time, he can take Bai Ruiguo and reach the realm of great heaven in one fell swoop.
At that time, you can suppress the realm, don't rush to break through, and prepare for a big one.
Moreover, taking the time to practice can give the people sent by the Eight Ancestors from the Starry Sky Ancient Road Headquarters just enough time to come and clean up.
What happened here must have spread across the stars. Now all practitioners in the universe know that Jun Wuxie is in Warunba, the capital of the Xiluo Empire. How could those opponents who wanted to kill him miss such an opportunity?
"Shuzi is rampant!"
Those strong men continued to attack continuously, releasing every blow with all their strength. They already felt that their true energy was exhausted and they were panting from exhaustion.
But the target of their attack sat there like a rock, motionless as a mountain. This was too arrogant and a naked contempt and provocation to them.
This feeling is very uncomfortable. I want to kill but can't. I can't break through the defense with all my methods. It's so frustrating that I'm almost suffering from internal injuries.
"Damn it, is the armor on his body really indestructible?"
Yaweiser's face was as gloomy as water, his eyes flashed with cold light, he turned around and shouted to the palace: "Please ask the Super Paladin to come out of seclusion!"
The sound was like rolling thunder, echoing endlessly over the palace.
Immediately afterwards, in a certain area deep in the palace, someone shot up into the sky and shot straight into the sky.
A battle spear with dazzling holy light appeared and penetrated upwards, causing a shocking killing blow across the world.
A total of thirty-six war spears condensed with holy light penetrated the sky.
Thirty-six powerful auras filled the air from the palace, followed by a low roar, and the wild energy rolled like a tide.
Paladins appeared one by one, riding armor-covered heavenly beasts, holding war spears shimmering with holy light, and wearing armor with flowing holy light, coming from the palace.
Seeing the appearance of these knights, everyone in the city was boiling.
"Those are the super holy knights. They have conquered the stars and are invincible. They are in the realm of the Great Perfection. All of them have terrifying talents and growth intensity!"
"If they take action, Jun Wuxie's defense will be broken!"
"No one, no armor can withstand the Spear of Holy Light of the Super Holy Knights!"
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Such a voice resounded throughout the city. The young man in purple and the old man beside him also stared at the holy knights. "These people are indeed very strong. They are both at the peak of the heavenly realm, but they are stronger than those of the same realm who besieged Jun Wuxie before." You need to be two or three levels stronger!"
"The intensity of talent growth is two or three times higher than that of two or three heavens, and the power is several times stronger. But it may not be that easy to kill Jun Wuxie. It depends on whether the Pope will take action. Only the Pope can absolutely suppress it."
The old man next to the young man in purple said this. After watching the battle for so long, he had a general understanding of the defensive strength of the armor.
Maybe other people here can't see it, but he, who originally belonged to the upper world and has traveled far in the holy realm, can see it.
