Chapter 1718 Who Says the Human Race Is Weak?

A trace of surprise flashed across the eyes of the divine fortune teller, and he stared at Feng Rukong again and again. He always felt that Feng Rukong was very wrong, but he could not see anything for a while.

Because he could not feel Feng Rukong's cultivation. It was not because Feng Rukong was too strong that he could not sense it, but Feng Rukong was just like an ordinary person without cultivation.

But Feng Rukong still exuded the aura of a strong man. Just now, he made a move and crushed a strong man who was above the realm of creation.

The sword master looked at Feng Rukong, frowned slightly, and then made a move. He stretched out two fingers and pointed forward. The sword hanging beside him moved in an instant, accompanied by a burst of sword intent, and the sword turned into a flash of lightning and shot towards a strong man of the ancient race.

The speed was so fast that it was astonishing. With a splash of blood, the sword instantly pierced through the body of the strong man of the ancient race, bringing out a string of dazzling blood beads.

When the sword was drawn, the Sword Saint's temperament changed drastically, and the aura emanating from his body was indescribably sharp. Then, his figure flashed, and his body shot out like a sharp sword, and shot through the body of the ancient race strongman again.

"Puff..."

The broken limbs and arms flew across, accompanied by a large amount of blood splashing, and the body of the ancient race strongman was torn into pieces.

This scene was undoubtedly extremely shocking. Two human race strongmen took action in succession, and they both crushed the strongmen of the ancient race. Before, Feng Rukong's realm was unknown, which was still easier to accept, but the Sword Saint's own realm seemed to be far inferior to the ancient race present, but his combat power was so terrifying.

"Today I know that Buddha is not Buddha, and demon is not demon!"

The old monk who was sweeping the floor standing on the golden lotus spoke, and the sound waves spread out, and the chanting of Zen filled the sky, as if countless people were chanting here. Although the sound waves were ethereal, it felt like it was ringing in the whole world.

Behind the golden lotus, a faint shadow emerged, and it seemed as if there was an extra blazing sun in the sky. A huge Buddha slowly condensed and the golden Buddha light shone in all directions. Although it was not a pressure, it made the ancient race masters change color.

"Ding..."

A faint bell sounded, shaking the world, like the trembling of an ancient bell from the Buddhist sect. A powerful ancient race master's face changed drastically, and then his body exploded on the spot, directly shattering into a blood mist.

"Demon suppression!"

The sweeping monk spoke. Although his face was old and he stood trembling in the golden lotus, the pressure he exuded was extremely shocking. A powerful ancient race master shattered on the spot, but he looked compassionate.

Even Mo Yang, whose consciousness was a little fuzzy, shuddered all over when he heard the faint bell sound, and his consciousness became clearer instantly.

"Hurry up and kill all these damn ants!" A member of the ancient race roared at this time.

In an instant, all the ancient races took action. The development of the situation had exceeded their expectations. They came here only to kill Mo Yang. Who would have thought that they would attract several powerful human races, and everyone was so strong.

Seeing this, the divine fortune teller also took action. He raised his hand and pushed forward. The void collapsed. A palm force surged out, and the two ancient races who were rushing towards him were directly pulled out. After flying dozens of feet, their bodies collapsed one after another.

Standing in the back, Mo Yang, who had not said anything, was now in a violent ups and downs. He let out a low roar and also killed out, as if he was completely crazy. When he raised his hand, several imperial texts were printed one after another.

A terrifying melee broke out instantly. Although the number of ancient races present far exceeded that of human races, the battle was one-sided from the beginning.

The sword master held the war sword in his hand and directly condensed a sword formation with the sword intent on the spot. Two ancient races were trapped in it and their bodies were blasted to pieces one after another.

The cultivation of the divine fortune teller was unfathomable. Facing the powerful men of the ancient races who came today, he had no pressure at all. In just a few breaths, he killed a powerful man of the ancient race. His soul power was shattered by his secret technique, leaving only a complete body falling to the ground.

Feng Rukong was equally terrifying. Facing the three powerful men of the ancient races, two figures rushed out of his body one after another. They were not incarnations, but exactly the same as his original body. Together with his original body, a total of three figures fought against the three powerful men of the ancient races. When he raised his hand, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked.

The movement here was unprecedentedly shocking. In addition, a blood light in the deep sky had been condensing and not dispersing, and the powerful men of the ancient races were coming one after another in the distance.

Just looking at the battlefields in the sky, the powerful men of the ancient races who arrived were all shocked, and they did not dare to rush up rashly for a while.

Although the battle was extremely fierce, and there were many ancient races involved, it ended very quickly. The whole battle process was only a stick of incense, and it was almost over.

The divine fortune teller killed the two ancient races first, and Feng Rukong ended the battle soon after. Then the three figures merged together again.

The divine fortune teller had been staring at Feng Rukong, and couldn't help but say: "You actually practiced the legendary three..."

But he didn't say it out loud. It can be seen that the divine fortune teller was also shocked. He obviously saw the secret of Feng Rukong.

"No wonder... So that's how it is. You really hid it deeply!"

After the shock, he showed a hint of understanding on his face and said this.

Feng Rukong raised his hand to wipe the blood off his face, then smiled faintly and said: "You are not bad. I didn't expect you to be so strong!"

On the other side, as a monstrous sword intent came out, the sword master danced wildly, holding the sword in one hand, and chopped off the head of an ancient race with one sword. A large amount of blood fell from the sky, and the scene was extremely shocking...

Under the impact of the terrifying sword intent, the soul power of the ancient race strongman was shattered into pieces, and the blood-stained head looked ferocious. At this time, the look in his eyes had not completely faded away, with a trace of unwillingness...

On the other side, Mo Yang also killed two ancient races one after another. His condition was very bad, and the backlash of the fused Star Lord's battle bones had already appeared. Although he killed two powerful enemies with great force, his clothes were covered in golden His face was soaked with battle blood, the cracks on his face were like spider webs, and his whole body seemed to be about to collapse at any time.

Although his consciousness was on the verge of collapse, he still retained a trace of reason and managed to escape into the Star Emperor Tower at the last moment.

On the battlefield on the other side, golden Buddha light shone in all directions. The old sweeping monk stepped on the golden lotus and struck down with the Thousand-Faced Buddha Hand, crushing the ancient race strongman who was fighting with him. Then he moved his hands to evolve a Buddha. The tower suppressed it, and then used all its strength to wipe it out... There was a hint of shock in the eyes of the divine fortune teller, and he stared at Feng Rukong again and again. He always felt that something was wrong with Feng Rukong, but he couldn't see anything for a while. .

He couldn't feel Feng Rukong's cultivation. This was not because Feng Rukong was too strong and he couldn't sense it, but because Feng Rukong was just like an ordinary person without cultivation.

But Feng Rukong still exuded the aura of a strong man. Just when he took action, he actually crushed a strong man who was above the realm of creation with his hand.

The sword master glanced at Feng Rukong, frowned slightly, and then took action. He stretched out two fingers and pointed forward. The sword hanging beside him moved instantly, accompanied by a burst of sword intent. When he came out, the battle sword turned into a bolt of lightning and shot towards a strong man from the ancient race.

The speed was staggering, and with a splash of blood, the war sword instantly pierced through the ancient race strongman's body, bringing out a string of dazzling blood beads.

When the war sword came out, the Sword Master's whole temperament changed drastically, and the aura emanating from his whole body was indescribably sharp. Then, his figure flashed, and his body shot out like a sharp sword, and he shot out from there again. A strong man from an ancient race shot past him.

"puff……"

The remaining limbs and broken arms flew across, and with a large amount of blood splashing everywhere, the body of the ancient race strongman was torn into pieces.

This scene is undoubtedly extremely shocking. Two strong men from the human race took action one after another, and they both crushed the strong men from the ancient race. Feng Rukong's realm was unknown before, which was easier to accept, but the sword master's own realm seems to be far inferior. The ancient race present was actually so terrifying in terms of combat power.

"Today I know that the Buddha is not a Buddha, and the devil is not a devil!"

The old sweeping monk standing on the golden lotus spoke, sound waves came out, and Zen chants filled the sky, as if countless people were chanting sutras here. Although the sound waves were ethereal, it felt like they were resounding throughout the whole world.

Behind the golden lotus, a faint shadow appeared, and there seemed to be an extra round of blazing sun in the sky. A huge Buddha shadow slowly condensed out, and the golden Buddha light shone in all directions. Pressure, but it made those ancient race strong men all change their colors.

"clang……"

A faint bell sounded, shaking the world, like the trembling of an ancient bell from the Buddhist sect. There was a strong man from the ancient race whose expression changed drastically, and then his body exploded on the spot, directly shattering into a bloody mist.

"Suppress the demon!"

The old sweeping monk spoke. Although his face was old and he stood tremblingly in the golden lotus, the pressure from his body was extremely shocking. A powerful man from the ancient race collapsed on the spot, but he had a look of compassion on his face.

Even Mo Yang, whose consciousness was a little blurry, shuddered all over when he heard the faint ringing of the bell, and his consciousness suddenly became clearer.

"Hurry up and kill all these damn ants!" An ancient race roared at this time.

In an instant, all the ancient races took action one after another. The development of the matter has exceeded their expectations. Today, Japan only came to kill Mo Yang. Who wants to attract several strong human race, and everyone is so strong.

Seeing this, the Divine Operator also took action. He raised his hand and pushed forward. The void collapsed, and a wave of palm power surged out, directly flying away the two powerful ancient race men who were rushing towards them. They flew dozens of feet away. The back body collapsed one after another.

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At the back, Mo Yang, who had been silent all this time, his aura was undulating violently. He let out a low roar and went out, as if he was completely crazy. He raised his hand and printed out several imperial inscriptions one after another.

A terrifying melee broke out instantly. Although the number of ancient race experts present far exceeded that of the human race, the battle was one-sided from the beginning.

The sword master held the battle sword in his hand and directly used his sword intention to form a sword formation on the spot. Two powerful men from the ancient race were trapped in it, and their bodies were blasted to pieces one after another.

The divine fortune teller's cultivation level is already unfathomable. Facing these ancient race powerful men who have arrived today, he has no pressure at all. In just a few breaths, a powerful man from the ancient race was killed by him, and his soul power was destroyed by him. It was shattered using secret techniques, leaving only a complete body falling towards the ground.

Feng Rukong was equally terrifying. Facing the three powerful men of the ancient race, two figures rushed out of his body. They were not incarnations. They were exactly the same as the original body. Together with the original body, there were three figures fighting against the three powerful men of the ancient race. He raised his hand. The sky collapsed and the earth shattered.

The movement here was unprecedentedly shocking, and in addition, a bloody light had been condensing in the deep sky, and the strong men of the ancient races were descending one after another in the distance.

Just looking at the battlefields in the sky, the strong men of the ancient races who arrived were all shocked, and they did not dare to rush up rashly for a while.

Although the battle was extremely fierce, and there were many ancient races involved, it ended very quickly. The whole battle process was only a stick of incense, and it was almost over.

The divine fortune teller killed two ancient races first, and then Feng Rukong ended the battle, and then the three figures merged together again.

The divine fortune teller had been staring at Feng Rukong, and at this time he couldn't help but say: "You actually practiced the legendary three..."

But he didn't say it, it can be seen that the divine fortune teller was also shocked, and he obviously saw the secret of Feng Rukong.

"No wonder... So that's it, you really hide it deep enough!"

After the shock, he showed a hint of understanding on his face and said this.

Feng Rukong raised his hand to wipe the blood off his face, then smiled faintly and said, "You are not bad either. I never thought you were so strong!"

On the other side, accompanied by a mighty sword intent, the sword saint's hair was flying wildly, holding a sword in one hand, and chopped off the head of an ancient race with a sword. A large amount of blood fell from the sky, and the scene was extremely horrifying...

Under the impact of the terrifying sword intent, the soul power of the ancient race was shattered, and the blood-stained head looked hideous. At this time, the spirit in his eyes had not completely faded, with a trace of unwillingness...

On the other side, Mo Yang also killed two ancient races in succession. He was in a very bad state. The backlash of the fusion of the star master's battle bones had already appeared. Although he killed two powerful enemies with force, his clothes were soaked with golden battle blood, and the cracks on his face were like spider webs. The whole person seemed to be broken at any time.

Although his consciousness was close to the edge of collapse, he still retained a trace of reason, and at the last moment he escaped into the Star Emperor Tower.

On the other side of the battlefield, golden Buddha light shone in all directions. The old monk who was sweeping the floor stepped on the golden lotus and used a thousand-faced Buddha hand to crush the ancient race warrior who was fighting with him. Then he moved his hands and evolved a pagoda to suppress it, and then he used all his strength to destroy it...