Boom!
The terrifying fist intention seemed to shatter the heavens.
Pieces of treasures soared into the sky, standing in rows, forming eight tower-like fists. Carrying a momentum that shocked the world and overwhelmed the sky, they roared and poured down towards the heavy wind.
The power that destroyed the world caused the entire mountain range to shake and collapse.
"Xuanyuan Battle Body!"
"Is this Xuanyuan Xuanling's true strength?"
"too horrible."
"Even a master in the realm of the God Emperor may have to avoid the edge for a while."
Looking at the three-headed and eight-armed figure that looked like a god, everyone was filled with horror.
"Shen Chenfeng, you are dead this time."
On the top of the mountain, Lord Jade Cauldron had a sneer on his face, as if he had seen Shen Chenfeng being bombarded to death.
Xuanyuan Zheji's face was dull, as if he had expected this situation, and said: "Shen Chenfeng can force Xuanyuan Xuanling to this point, even if it means death, he is proud enough."
At this time, no one thought that Shen Chenfeng still had a chance of winning.
Everyone felt that Shen Chenfeng would definitely die.
Even Sun Yuehai couldn't help but sigh.
He slowly took off the long sword from his waist, his face serious, ready to rescue at any time.
"Shen Chenfeng, come on."
"Let us see today who can leave here alive."
Xuanyuan Xuanling's fighting spirit surged forward, and his infinite fist power filled the entire void, locking Shen Chenfeng firmly.
Shen Chenfeng took a deep breath and looked a little heavy.
It was just a thirty-three-day divine fist of creation, and he had to join forces with the two incarnations to defeat it.
What's more, it's the Eight Paths!
But now, Shen Chenfeng has no way out.
"war!"
Shen Chenfeng roared angrily, and his whole body flashed with light.
In the alternating light of black and white, a figure tens of feet tall, with his feet on the earth and the sky above his head, his whole body filled with the ancient aura, suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
The Nine Transformations of Heavenly Saint, Cat and Bear.
Roar!
A thunderous roar came from Shen Chenfeng's mouth, and then he moved the yin and yang of the world and punched out violently.
boom!
The mountains shook.
Although that extremely arrogant punch failed to shatter the Thirty-three Heavenly God of Creation Fist, the row upon row of treasures suddenly became dim.
"Broken, broken, broken."
"Crush it for me."
Shen Chenfeng was furious and punched more than ten times in a row.
Wow!
The fist formed by the thirty-three treasures finally couldn't bear it anymore and was smashed by Shen Chenfeng.
"Oh My God."
"What is this thing? It has such powerful power."
"You can crush Xuanyuan Xuanling's Thirty-three Heavenly Creation Divine Fist with just your physical body."
"too horrible."
The crowd looked at the fierce fighting figure and couldn't help but sigh.
They originally thought that Shen Chenfeng would be defeated soon.
But no one thought that this duel with a huge disparity in strength would be so exciting.
"sucker Punch."
Xuanyuan Zheji sneered with disdain on his face.
No matter how strong Shen Chenfeng is, he cannot be Xuanyuan Xuanling's opponent.
In fact, it is true.
Although Shen Chenfeng relied on his body's advantage to forcefully smash a thirty-three-day divine fist of creation.
But besides this, there are seven more paths.
And along with Xuanyuan Xuanling's roar, terrifying fist marks struck one after another.
Even though Shen Chenfeng was physically strong, he still couldn't bear it.
The other two incarnations were even more locked in a bitter fight.
"Come on, Shen Chenfeng."
"Let me see what other trump cards you have today."
Xuanyuan Xuanling became more and more courageous as he fought. His whole body was burning with crazy fighting spirit. He raised his hand and waved out terrifying fist seals, forcing Shen Chenfeng to retreat continuously.
"not good."
"Shen Chenfeng is really in danger this time."
Luo Shufan's eyes were solemn and he was watching the battle with all his concentration.
Even he didn't expect that Xuanyuan Xuanling had such a powerful trump card.
But before he could make any move, a terrifying pressure instantly enveloped him.
"Dean Luo."
"You just said that no matter who wins or loses in this duel, you, China Academy, will not interfere."
"As the head of a hospital, you shouldn't go back on your word, right?"
Xuanyuan Zheji looked cold and asked nonchalantly.
"joke."
"What do you think of our Shenzhou College? Are we the kind of people who don't keep our word?"
Luo Shufan snorted coldly, his face a little gloomy.
"It better be so."
"I hope your Shenzhou Academy's reputation is not in vain."
Xuanyuan Zheji's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly.
"No matter who wins or loses in this duel, we will not interfere."
"At the same time, no one else is allowed to interfere."
"Otherwise, don't blame me, Shenzhou College, for being rude."
Liu Canglan stood up suddenly and glanced at Xuanyuan Zheji and the others with threatening eyes.
"Of course."
Xuanyuan Zheji smiled and sat down again.
Xuanyuan Xuanling will definitely win this duel.
Do they need to step in?
At the same time, on the platform.
"Shen Chenfeng, now that things have happened, do you still dare to hide your clumsiness?"
"Where is your demon-sealing stone tablet?"
"Where is your Six Paths God-Sealing Monument?"
"Show them all for me. Why should I, Xuanyuan Xuanling, be afraid?"
Xuanyuan Xuanling's fighting spirit was overwhelming, and his powerful fist seals roared towards Shen Chenfeng.
Shen Chenfeng struggled to resist, but was still pushed back continuously.
"Are you going to use that move?"
Shen Chenfeng exhaled and recovered his body.
Then a cold voice came out of his mouth and said: "Xuanyuan Xuanling, look into my eyes."
Xuanyuan Xuanling subconsciously raised his head and looked towards Shen Chenfeng.
In the depths of Shen Chenfeng's pupils, a deep vortex suddenly rose up, as if it had infinite magic power and wanted to suck away his entire soul.
In the dark, a huge portal appeared in front of Xuanyuan Xuanling out of thin air.
This portal is completely black, with countless mottled lines imprinted on it, as if coming from the abyss of hell, filled with a strong aura of death.
"The Gate of Reincarnation!"
Xuanyuan Xuanling was shocked, this is the treasure of the underworld.
According to rumors, as long as you step into the door of reincarnation, you will fall into reincarnation forever and will not be able to be reincarnated.
But shouldn’t this treasure be in the underworld? Why does it appear here?
Before Xuanyuan Xuanling could react, the door to reincarnation suddenly opened.
One after another, pitch-black tentacles actually passed through his body, dragging his soul towards the Gate of Reincarnation.
"wrong."
"This is not reality, but a battlefield for the soul."
"But with Shen Chenfeng's little cultivation, how can he drag me into the soul battlefield?"
Xuanyuan Xuanling's heart trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but think of the whirlpool in Shen Chenfeng's eyes.
He couldn't help but his face changed slightly, and he shouted in a low voice: "Shen Chenfeng, you actually condensed the Dao Pupil?"
"good."
A figure slowly walked out of the Gate of Reincarnation.
Shen Chenfeng looked calm and said calmly: "This is my pupil technique, and its name is reincarnation. I wonder how you feel about it?"
