Chapter 691 The Ultimate Battle

Pu Guang was surrounded by endless golden light of Buddhism and Taoism, and ancient Buddhist characters fluttered out of his mouth. His whole body was like the spirit of Buddhism and Taoism, which is indestructible. But the words frantically blasted towards He Zijian's body!

He Zijian's gaze was fixed, and his body quickly dodged towards a certain position. Immediately, he pointed out, and a destructive light bloomed from his fingertips, piercing through the void in an instant, and collided with those ancient Buddhist characters, sending out a deafening blast sound of resounding.

He Zijian muttered something, and in an instant, his body was divided into three, presenting three positions, wrapping the body of Monk Puguang, and the three bodies displayed a sword at the same time, and each sword light was so fierce, revealing An incomparably terrifying destructive force.

Monk Puguang spat out the Dao Sanskrit sound, which was a series of ancient Buddhist bells ringing in the void, and endless sound waves drifted in, and the sound waves contained destructive power. When He Zijian's sword light slashed down, the sound wave also arrived, dissipating the sword light in an instant, and under the action of that powerful counter-shock force, He Zijian's body was shocked back, and his breath floated slightly.

"So strong!"

The crowd stared in shock, and the strength of the monk Puguang seemed to have become much stronger. The power of the Buddhist exercises he displayed was really terrifying.

He Zijian claims to be proficient in ten thousand dharmas. He slapped it with one palm, and Fang Tian's painted halberds seemed to emerge in the void. Each Fang Tian's painted halberd gathered endless killing power, madly towards the head of Puguang monk. The body was injured and left.

"curse!"

Monk Puguang uttered a word, and in the void, the mantra containing the killing power of Buddhism and Taoism emerged and slowly floated out. The terrifying Fang Tian painted halberds were all absorbed by the mantra, and disappeared instantly traced.

And the dreadful golden light of Buddhism is still permeated on the mantra, and it frantically imprinted on He Zijian's body.

He Zijian's eyes were slightly startled, his body dodged quickly, the yin of the ancient clock in the void rang again, the bell was loud and clear, every bell seemed to be the purest sound between heaven and earth, and the sound waves evolved into the power of tyrannical killing, constantly moving towards He Zijian's The body is bombarded!

Thousands of sword intents emerged from He Zijian's body, turning into endless sword lights, frantically strangling in the void, resisting the attack of the bell on the body.

And his own body stepped out again, the incomparably mysterious movement and martial arts transcended the power of space, his seemingly slow steps crossed everything one step at a time, and landed in front of Monk Puguang, the terrifying fist light blasted and killed him. out.

Like overwhelming mountains and seas, the body of the fist is filled with terrifying destructive power, the power of this punch can easily kill a strong person at the peak of martial arts!

"Mi ma mi..."

Monk Puguang still stood in the same place. He clasped his hands together and continued to recite Buddhist and Taoist scriptures. The Sanskrit sound was loud and clear, and he was able to communicate with the heaven and the earth. There were thousands of feet of Buddha light falling down from the sky, and endless ancient Buddhist characters gathered. He Zijian's body is wrapped in it!

He Zijian's expression froze, his body frantically dodged, and the long sword in his hand cut out several sword lights one after another, colliding with the coming Buddhist ancient characters, and the terrible rumbling sound continued.

The sword light and the ancient characters exploded in the void, making the entire space look like a doomsday scene!

"town!"

Monk Puguang spat out another word, and above the sky, an ancient Buddha with a golden body of ten thousand feet emerged, revealing the supreme Buddha's power, and instantly suppressed it in the direction of He Zijian!

Seeing this very similar scene, the eyes of the crowd were all shocked. How similar this ancient golden Buddha was when he suppressed the devil back then. This should be the most powerful killing move of Monk Puguang.

He Zijian's complexion also changed at this moment, his body tried to dodge, but was wrapped by that invisible coercion, although his movements were completely restricted, they also became slow.

And the ten thousand zhang golden body ancient Buddha is about to come, He Zijian let out a roar, and the fighting light of his body surged wildly, and he spit out a word: "Destroy!"

As the word fell, the endless pressure of Buddhism and Dao that surrounded him suddenly exploded, and his body broke free from the restraint in an instant, and dodged towards a certain position.

"boom!"

The next moment, a terrifying sound of vibration resounded, and the ancient Buddha with a golden body of ten thousand feet descended instantly, covering the entire platform, and endless golden light enveloped the space, and cold sweat broke out on He Zijian's forehead.

Just a little bit, he was about to repeat the same mistakes as Moqiong. At this moment, he truly experienced the power of Monk Puguang. This monk, who has always kept a low profile and never competed with others, is so powerful that it surpasses everyone's imagination.

This may be the real reason why Puzhao Temple has not been provoked by other forces for many years. The Buddhist forces act in a low-key manner, but no one dares to ignore their existence, and no one dares to challenge their majesty.

"He benefactor, be careful!"

He Zijian had just avoided the suppression of the ancient golden Buddha, when he heard the voice of the monk Puguang not far away.

As soon as the voice fell, he saw the body of the ten thousand zhang golden ancient Buddha actually moved, and a terrifying big Buddhist hand crazily grabbed He Zijian's body! Under the ten-thousand-foot golden-body ancient Buddha, He Zijian only felt that he was so small. He tried to dodge, but the ten-thousand-foot golden-body ancient Buddha was also extremely fast, and the big hand fell in front of him in an instant, allowing him to dodge It was already too late.

However, when the big hand was about to be snapped off, it stopped automatically. Everything in this is still.

"finished?"

Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes were fixed, not knowing what happened in front of them.

A wry smile appeared on He Zijian's face, and he cupped his hands at Monk Fuguang who was not far away, and said, "Master is really good at tricks, He is willing to bow down!"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd finally understood that this battle was ultimately defeated by He Zijian, and the reason why the ancient Buddha with a golden body stopped moving was because Pu Guang showed mercy to He Zijian.

"He benefactor accepts!"

Monk Puguang clasped his hands together, bowed to He Zijian and said that even if he won the victory, he was not proud at all.

"This battle is really exciting, Master Puguang is really strong, even though He Zijian is defeated, it is an honor!"

Seeing the end of the battle in front of them, all the people present still had unfinished expressions on their faces, only to hear a strong man speak.

Many people nodded one after another. Being able to stand up to this level with Monk Puguang shows that He Zijian's strength should be higher than that of Moqiong. At least He Zijian avoided the suppression of Monk Puguang's ten thousand-foot golden body ancient Buddha.

Below the battle stage, He Qingshan looked excited. Although his son was defeated, he was also proud of He Zijian. Perhaps after a few years, his son would succeed him as the new Patriarch of the He family. At that time, perhaps The He family will be even more brilliant than it is now.

He Zijian and Pu Guang completed the battle, so the next battle will be guessed without the crowd, Ye Feng will fight against Moqiong.

This battle also attracted everyone's expectations. Moqiong and Ye Feng also defeated Long Shitian, and Moqiong defeated the opponent with a slight advantage, while Ye Feng completely crushed and killed the opponent. Theoretically speaking , Ye Feng may be stronger than Moqiong.

But in the world, the kung fu can be used to restrain each other, maybe Moqiong can restrain Ye Feng with his powerful magic kung fu.

Moqiong's eyes flashed a terrifying magic light, and he stepped to the center of the battle platform. His sharp eyes fell on Ye Feng, and he said, "You really surprised me! Not only did you come all the way here, but even Long Shi That guy died in your hands, don't talk nonsense, let's fight!"

Ye Feng's eyes flashed a sharp edge, and he walked slowly towards the center of the battle stage. This stop will directly affect his overall ranking in the Shenwu Conference, so he will not be negligent.

"You can make a move."

Ye Feng said to Moqiong lightly. The two also had grudges, but Moqiong's killing intent towards him was not as strong as Long Chetian's.

"If I accidentally kill you, you will be unlucky!"

Moqiong said coldly, he is extremely confident in his own strength, no matter what, his cultivation is higher than Ye Feng's five realms, this is a natural advantage.

"Buzz!"

I saw the demonic aura released from Moqiong's body, the terrifying demonic power enveloped the sky, and the purple-black demonic energy permeated out, and there were waves of thunderous power descending from the sky, Moqiong bathed in the power of thunderous calamity more dazzling.

He took a step forward, the battle stage shook, and the terrifying magic fist slammed towards Ye Feng's body frantically!

Moxiu not only has a violent and bloodthirsty personality, but also has a truly brutal attack power. The power of Moqiong's punch seems to surpass the strongest combat power in the Divine Martial Realm!

The power of the Five Elements surrounded Ye Feng, and he made an invisible big palm print, which collided with Moqiong's fist in an instant, and made an extremely strong shocking sound.

Under this blow, the bodies of the two of them took a step back one after another, and the magic sword in my hand emerged, and a terrible magic light flowed on the purple-black sword body.

I saw him swinging his arm, and the long sword drew a perfect arc in the void. The light of the sword shone in the sky, like the sword of the verdict of the magic way, and instantly slashed towards the direction of Ye Feng's head!

That kind of power can hardly be described in words. Ye Feng's gentian silver spear emerged, and the spear flew across the void, colliding with the sword light from Moqiong, and sparks scattered everywhere.