692: C692 Ultimate Battle!

C692 Ultimate Battle!

Pu Guang's body was surrounded by endless The golden light of Buddhism. Ancient Buddhist characters were drifting out of his mouth. His body was surrounded by an indestructible Buddhist spirit. He Zijian's sword light couldn't hurt him at all, but those ancient Buddhist characters were crazily rushing towards He Zijian's body!

He Zijian's eyes focused, and he quickly dodged in a certain direction. Then, he pointed his finger, and the fingertip blossomed with Light of Destruction. It instantly pierced through the void and collided with those ancient Buddhist characters, creating a deafening sound.

He Zijian mumbled something. In an instant, his body split into three and appeared in three different directions, wrapping around Putong Monk's body. The three of them struck out with their swords at the same time. Each sword light was extremely sharp and contained terrifying destructive power.

Putong Monk spat out the Grand Avenue Sanskrit. It was the sound of the ancient bell of Buddha sounding in the void. Endless sound waves drifted over. The sound waves contained the destructive power. When He Zijian's sword light slashed down... The sound waves also arrived, and instantly dispersed the sword light. Under the effect of the powerful rebound force, He Zijian's body was forced back. The aura slightly floated.

"So strong!"

The crowd was astonished. It seemed like Putong Monk had become much stronger. The power of the Cultivation Method he had used was terrifying.

He Zijian was known to be proficient in all kinds of techniques. He struck out with his palm, and numerous ancient halberd appeared in the void. Each ancient halberd was filled with an endless amount of killing intent, and they all rushed towards Putong Monk's body in an attempt to injure him.

"Curse!"

Putong Monk spat out a word. In the void, the word curse that contained the killing intent of Buddha Dao appeared and slowly drifted out. The terrifying ancient halberd were sucked into the word and disappeared in an instant.

The word 'curse' was still filled with the terrifying The golden light of Buddhism, crazily striking at He Zijian's body.

He Zijian's eyes were slightly shocked, and he quickly dodged the attack. The ancient bell in the void rang once again. The Bells was loud and clear, and every single Bells seemed to be the purest sound in the world. The sound waves transformed into a powerful killing force, and kept attacking He Zijian's body!

Thousands of sword intent surged out from He Zijian's body, turning into endless sword light. It crazily slashed through the void, resisting the attack of the Bells on his body.

He took another step forward. His movement technique, the Martial Skill, was incomparably mysterious. It had transcended the Power of space. It seemed like he was taking a slow step, but he had crossed everything with just one step. He landed in front of Putong Monk and unleashed the terrifying Fist Light.

It was as if a mountain was crashing down, and a terrifying destructive power was flowing around his fist. The power of this punch could easily kill a Divine Martial Peak Stage warrior!

"Amitabha..."

Putong Monk was still standing in the same spot. He put his palms together and kept chanting the Buddhist Scripture. His Sanskrit was loud and clear, and it was able to communicate with the heaven and earth. A hundred thousand feet of Buddha light fell from the void, and countless ancient Buddhist characters gathered together, as if they were going to wrap He Zijian's body within!

He Zijian's expression froze, and he dodged frantically. The Longsword in his hand slashed out several sword lights in succession, colliding with the ancient Buddhist characters. Terrifying rumbling sounds kept sounding out.

The sword light and the ancient Buddhist characters exploded in the void, causing the entire space to look like the end of the world!

"Suppress!"

Putong Monk spat out another word. In the sky, the Ancient Golden Buddha emerged. It carried the supreme Buddha's power and instantly pressed down in He Zijian's direction!

When they saw this extremely similar scene, the crowd was astonished. This Ancient Golden Buddha was very similar to the time when he suppressed Mo He. This should be Putong Monk's most powerful killing move.

He Zijian's facial expression changed at this moment. He tried to dodge, but he was surrounded by an invisible pressure. Although his movement was restricted, it was also slowed down.

The Ancient Golden Buddha was about to descend. He Zijian let out a loud roar, and combat light surged out from his body. A word came out of his mouth, "Extinguish!"

As soon as the word left his mouth, the boundless pressure of the Buddha Dao surrounding his body suddenly exploded. His body instantly broke free from the restraint and dodged in a certain direction.

"Boom!"

In the next moment, a terrifying vibration was heard. The Ancient Golden Buddha instantly descended and covered the entire platform. Boundless golden light covered the entire space, causing cold sweat to appear on He Zijian's forehead.

He was just a little bit away from making the same mistake as Mo Qiong. At this moment, he truly understood how powerful Putong Monk was. This monk, who had always kept a low profile and never competed with others, was actually so powerful that it exceeded everyone's imagination.

This might be the real reason why the Proust Temple had not been provoked by other powers for so many years. The Buddhist forces kept a low profile, but no one dared to ignore their existence, and no one dared to challenge their dignity.

"Almsgiver He, be careful!"

He Zijian had just avoided the suppression of the Ancient Golden Buddha when he heard Putong Monk's voice coming from not far away.

As soon as the voice faded, the Ancient Golden Buddha's body moved. A terrifying Buddha Palm crazily grabbed at He Zijian's body! Under the pressure of the Ancient Golden Buddha, He Zijian felt so tiny. He tried to dodge the attack, but the Ancient Golden Buddha was extremely fast. The huge palm instantly landed in front of him. It was too late for him to dodge.0

However, when the huge palm was about to grab him, it stopped automatically. Everything stopped.

"Is it over?"

Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes froze. They did not know what was happening in front of them meant.

A bitter smile appeared on He Zijian's face. He cupped his hands towards Float, who was not far away, and said, "Great Master, you really have good skills. I, he, am willing to admit defeat!"

When these words were spoken, the crowd finally understood that it was He Zijian who lost this battle. The reason why the Ancient Golden Buddha stopped moving was because Pu Guang showed mercy to He Zijian.

"Almsgiver He, thank you for letting me win!"

Putong Monk put his palms together and bowed to He Zijian. Even though he had won, he didn't show any signs of pride.

"This battle is too exciting. Master of Light is really powerful. Although He Zijian has lost, he will still be proud of it! "

Seeing the end of the battle, all the people present still had expressions of longing on their faces. They could only hear an expert speaking.

Many people nodded their heads. To be able to stand at this stage with Putong Monk, it was enough to show that He Zijian's strength should be above Mo Qiong. At least, He Zijian had managed to avoid Putong Monk's Ancient Golden Buddha's suppression.

Below the stage, He Qingshan's face was filled with excitement. Although his son was defeated, he was still proud of He Zijian. Perhaps, in a few years' time, his son would replace him as the new patriarch of the He family. At that time, perhaps the He Family would be even more glorious than it was now.

Once He Zijian and Pu Guang had finished their battle, the crowd would be able to guess who the next battle would be. Ye Feng was going to fight Mo Qiong.

This battle had also attracted everyone's expectation. Mo Qiong and Ye Feng had also defeated the Dragon Swallowing Heaven, while Mo Qiong had defeated his opponent with a slight advantage. Ye Feng had completely crushed and killed his opponent. Theoretically speaking, Ye Feng was probably stronger than Mo Qiong.

However, the Cultivation Method in this world was mutually reinforcing and restraining each other. Perhaps Mo Qiong could use the powerful Path of Demons Cultivation Method to suppress Ye Feng.

A terrifying devil light flashed in Mo Qiong's eyes. He stepped onto the Position in the centre of the dueling platform, and the sharp pupillae landed on Ye Feng's body. He said, "You have really surprised me! Not only had they come all the way here, even Long Shitian was killed by you. Let's not talk anymore nonsense, let's fight! "

A sharp light flashed across Ye Feng's eyes. He slowly walked towards the Position in the centre of the dueling platform. This battle would directly affect his overall ranking in the Divine Martial Great Assembly. Therefore, he wouldn't be careless.

"You can make your move now."

Ye Feng said to Mo Qiong in a flat tone. Both of them had grudges with each other, but Mo Qiong's killing intent towards him wasn't as strong as the Dragon Swallowing Heaven.

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

Mo Qiong said coldly, he was extremely confident in his own strength. No matter what, his cultivation base was five realms higher than Ye Feng. This was a natural advantage for him.

"Buzz!"

Mo Qiong could be seen. He was surrounded by demonic path. The aura was unleashed, and a terrifying moxibustion covered the sky. A purple-black devil Qi filled the air, and numerous The Power of Lightning Tribulations descended from the sky. Mo Qiong, who was bathing under the The Power of Lightning Tribulations, became even more dazzling.

He took a step forward, and the fighting stage shook. A terrifying Devil Dao fist light crazily rushed towards Ye Feng's body!

Not only did Demonic Cultivator have a violent and bloodthirsty personality, his attack power was also brutal. The power of Mo Qiong's punch seemed to have transcended the strongest combat strength of Divine Martial realm!

Ye Feng's body was surrounded by the Power of the Five Elements. An invisible palm print was struck out, and it instantly collided with Mo Qiong's Fist Light, producing a strong vibration sound.

Under this attack, both of their bodies took a step back. The Devil's Sword in my hand also appeared. A terrifying devil light was flowing on the purple-black blade.

He waved his arm, and the Longsword drew a perfect arc in the void. The sword light illuminated the heaven and earth, and like the demonic path's Judgement Sword, it instantly slashed down towards Ye Feng's head!

That kind of power was indescribable. The Dragon Guts Silver Spear in Ye Feng's hand appeared, and the pike streaked across the void. It collided with the sword light of Mo Qiong, causing sparks to fly in all directions.

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