C1208 We're Going to Have a Fight with the West Wind(last Part)
Rumble rumble rumble!
The ground exploded as the Nirvana Saint rushed out. His old face was flushed red and his teeth were chattering loudly.
Chu Yang placed his hands behind his back and laughed, "Old sir, if you want to compete with me in physical strength, you are courting death. "I am a Body Cultivator, and I am even more amazing than you!"
Everyone in the Sky Court looked at each other with a serious expression on their faces. Although Chu Yang's attack was fast, they had all seen it clearly. The wild dog had used pure strength to force the Nirvanic Sage into the ground!
Such shocking power!
Even a ninth level Spirit Stage cultivator would not dare to face the power that a Nirvana Saint had just released.
"Old mister, do you still want to continue?" Chu Yang said smilingly to the Saint of Nirvana.
Nirvanic Sage was about to faint from anger. In front of so many students of the Sky Academy, he was actually being humiliated like this. I'm afraid this is just a joke.
"I admit defeat!"
The Nirvana Saint bit out every single word. However, this was all he could do. After all, he didn't even have the time to admit defeat just now.
"This Huang Dog's cultivation and body are both so amazing! I refuse to believe that his mental strength is also so high!"
Saint Dharma Idol stepped forward with a murderous look on his face.
Before this, he was already at the bottom of the Nirvana Sage stage. If he lost, he would not be more embarrassed than a Nirvana Saint. Such a thought made him feel very relaxed.
"Chu Yang, I've seen how amazing you are, I also want to give it a try!"
He did not refuse anyone who came!
Chu Yang smiled and said, "Sir, this way please!"
Saint Dharma Idol was afraid of Chu Yang's strong physical body so he stood far away. There was a hum between his eyebrows and spiritual energy surged out.
With a 'peng', it was as if the entire world had been set ablaze. A great sun appeared in the billowing flames, and a three-legged Golden Crow flew out!
Spirit power was originally formless, but now that it had appeared, it was clearly extremely powerful. This was the power of the Spirit Power's Dharma Idol. How could a Spirit Stage powerhouse withstand such a technique?
Just as the Golden Crow was about to fly into Chu Yang's Spiritual World, a blazing light suddenly appeared between Chu Yang's eyebrows. A whole day had arrived and both of his hands had formed a seal.
Heaven Man, Heaven Mending Seal!
In an instant, it was as if a mountain appeared in front of Chu Yang, or perhaps a day's barrier. The Golden Crow flew over at an incredible speed, like a silly bird about to crash into a mountain.
Saint Dharma Idol was stunned. He was probably even more ridiculous than a Nirvana Saint.
The man in the sky between Chu Yang's eyebrows raised his hand and inhaled. He then directly sucked the Golden Crow into his palm and sent it into Chu Yang's spiritual world, disappearing without a trace.
"You …"
Saint Dharma Idol's face was burning red. Then, he shouted, "You actually want to refine my spiritual force! You are delusional!"
In his fury, he thought about Chu Yang's foolishness and could not help but relax a little. His Nirvana stage Mental Energy had gone through Nirvana stage and had become much tougher. Even though it had been weakened under his suppression, how could Chu Yang's mere Spirit Stage cultivation be able to refine it?
The actions of the Desolate Dog was simply putting the godly sword into a cloth bag; he did not know what he was talking about.
"You're simply courting death?" At that moment, the Saint Dharma Idol smiled.
The two of them also laughed, waiting to see a joke and see if Chu Yang's mind was severely damaged.
After half a day, Chu Yang was still unharmed, causing the smiles on the three of them to slowly freeze on their faces.0
Everyone could clearly see a light appearing between Chu Yang's eyebrows. The Three-Legged Golden Crow transformed from a Saint Dharma Idol was currently being roasted like a bird over a fire!
What dog-shit type of tenacious mental strength, what dog-shit type of godly sword, it was at most his food.
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