Chapter 557: The Powerful Monk

As soon as the host finished speaking, Qinghua immediately inserted his hands into the ground, and the ground under Zi Qianxing's feet began to bulge upwards.

Zi Qianxing jumped into the air, and the ground under his feet turned into a pair of big hands, about three or four times his size.

The earth-colored big hands quickly grabbed Zi Qianxing's feet.

But Zi Qianxing was also a strong man of the older generation, and he dominated the death duel field decades ago.

He overlapped his hands, aimed at the big hands, and then shot a red light ball from his palms, smashing the big hands suddenly.

This was not over yet, Liu Qing suddenly appeared behind Zi Qianxing, waving the funeral flag in his hand. A ghost was then shot out by him, rushing behind Zi Qianxing with a terrifying big mouth.

"Boom!"

The moment the ghost touched Zi Qianxing, it exploded, and the air wave generated shook the entire duel field, and the smoke raised made it difficult to see Zi Qianxing's condition.

The monk jumped lightly, dodged the air wave, and landed on the edge of the duel field. He still put his hands together, showing no signs of action.

"It seems that they are going to deal with Zi Qianxing first, and they attacked him right at the beginning!" An audience member saw the trick and said it in one word.

"Isn't that nonsense? Zi Qianxing was a strong man who dominated the duel field decades ago. We must join forces to kill him first!" Another person thought it was obvious and couldn't help but retorted.

"Zi Qianxing is in danger! We are all in the ninth level of the Venerable Realm. It may not be easy for him to fight two people alone!"

"That's not necessarily the case. How can there be a real united team? As soon as there is a chance, the two of them will definitely plot against each other. How could we see the ending so quickly?"

"Look, Zi Qianxing is out again, and it seems that nothing happened."

After hearing this, everyone looked into the smoke.

Sure enough, the smoke gradually dissipated, and a figure emerged. Everyone saw clearly that Zi Qianxing was unharmed!

A ball of light protected Zi Qianxing in it, and then began to dissipate, turning into a stream of light and escaping into the jade pendant on his chest.

This is a spiritual weapon that Zi Qianxing got by chance. Although it is only a top-grade one, it has amazing defense and can actively resist effective attacks for the user.

However, its resistance is limited. Attacks above the third level of the Emperor Realm can shatter it, and it cannot be used frequently. It can only be used twice in a short period of time.

However, everyone present is at the ninth level of the Venerable Realm. With this jade pendant, it is equivalent to having two more lives!

"As expected of the former champion of this duel field, there are indeed many ways!" Liu Qing said in a yin-yang tone, his voice like a ghost.

The most shocking thing is that his voice also has the effect of disturbing the mind. Except for the monk, the other two were not prepared and were in a trance for a moment.

But thinking that this was a life-and-death battle, the two left and reacted, shook their heads, and refocused.

"Humph! You two are too shameless to fight against me!" Zi Qianxing snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

"Don't say these useless things. In the world of cultivation, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit! You old thing don't even understand this principle?" Qinghua said.

He had already pulled his arm out of the ground, and at this moment, his arm was gradually recovering from the color of the ground to flesh.

"Don't forget, there is another person there!" Zi Qianxing was not in a hurry, but looked at the monk's position and spoke slowly.

Liu Qing and the others were naturally on guard against the monk at all times, but their primary goal was to kill Zi Qianxing.

As for the monk, they couldn't tell how deep he was, so they were all ready to stay and kill him at the end.

But after Zi Qianxing's reminder, Liu Qing couldn't help but hesitate, and was obviously also afraid of the monk.

"Don't mind me, I'll just watch here, you continue." The monk said, and then sat cross-legged on the ground, looking like he was watching a show.

This attitude angered Qinghua.

"Bald bastard, what are you pretending for? I'll smash you to pieces after watching!" Qinghua shouted, and rushed to the monk like a meteor, and his whole arm turned into earth and stone, and hit the monk's chest at once.

The powerful force directly blasted the monk away, but the monk's body glowed white, and in just a moment, a crystal-like armor appeared on the monk's chest.

Then the monk landed cleverly, turned his body around, and landed steadily.

Although it was only a moment, Luo Zhen saw clearly that this monk had practiced the Glazed Vajra Art!

Although under the suppression of the ban, he currently only exerted the defense power of the ninth level of the Venerable Realm.

But that was indeed the Vajra Glazed Art!

Luo Zhen now began to hope that this monk would not die here, otherwise Luo Zhen would probably find it difficult to find the second half of the Glazed Vajra Art.

"You fight with him for a while, and wait until I deal with this bald guy, then I will help you!" Qinghua punched out, and then turned to Liu Qing and said.

Although Liu Qing cursed fiercely in his heart, he could only do so, and slowly dealt with Zi Qianxing.

"Humph, you were fine with that punch just now, you won't be so lucky next time!" Then Qinghua snorted coldly and threatened the monk.

"I didn't want to kill, but now it seems that I can't do it!" The monk lowered his head and whispered, looking extremely helpless.

"Stop talking nonsense, I will beat you into pieces!" Qinghua roared, and then pulled out a huge hammer from his waist.

This huge hammer is nothing special except that it is big. It is all black and there is no pattern or pattern.

However, the powerful pressure it exudes is suffocating.

"Million heavy blows!"

Qinghua swung the giant hammer in his hand, which was as big as a person, and then suddenly became several times larger in the air, and finally smashed it hard at the monk.

The air on the way seemed to be compressed. The air pressure brought by the giant hammer alone had already shaken the ground downward and sunk.

This Qinghua should be specialized in attacking. The power of this hammer is at the level of the emperor. If it is hit, the flesh of the ninth level of the Venerable Realm will almost certainly die!

Sure enough, there are many geniuses in this Death City. Almost everyone Luo Zhen has met so far has the ability to challenge across levels.

This Qinghua is even more terrifying. One attack has the power close to the second level of the emperor!

The monk finally moved.

He crossed his hands, interlocked his little fingers, and connected his thumbs and middle fingers. The whole process was smooth and very skillful.

"The seal of the three worlds! The first world, suppress!" The monk said softly, and then his whole body glowed with golden light, and he slapped out with one palm.

A golden giant palm slapped out from the monk's palm, which was more than ten meters wide and as big as the giant hammer!

The two collided suddenly, and the air wave caused a crack in the edge wall of the duel field.

The monk looked extremely relaxed and expressionless, but Qinghua was full of bitterness.

Then Qinghua freed one hand and squeezed it hard, and the ground under the monk's feet turned into a giant palm, trying to hold the monk.

The monk also noticed it, and pushed his arm suddenly, and the golden giant palm actually blasted the giant hammer away. Qinghua's center of gravity was unstable, and then he let go in a hurry, and was almost blown away by the giant hammer.

The giant hammer flew towards the audience, and then hit a formation, which shook violently, and the giant hammer fell to the ground with a bang, raising a burst of dust.

The monk also took the opportunity to jump into the air and slapped the ground again: "The Seal of the Three Worlds, the Second World!"

As the monk shouted, a shadowy figure appeared behind the monk, sitting cross-legged.

The thumb and middle finger of the shadow's right hand were connected, and the other three fingers naturally spread out.

"Destroy the world!"

As the monk roared, the shadow's right hand slowly raised and pressed down on the ground!