Chapter 208 Millennium Kill
This kind of person cannot be explained by reason, so we can only defeat him!
In the world of Fengyun, time flows at different speeds. Coupled with the accumulation of various powerful martial arts and resources, Bu Jingyun's strength has grown much more rapidly than in the original drama. At this time, he has vaguely reached the third level of advanced level, and is only one step away from reaching the peak.
In fact, not only Bu Jingyun, but also young geniuses from all over the world, under the guidance of various martial arts masters, have grown rapidly, far exceeding their own historical trajectories.
We can even catch up and explore new realms together.
Knowing that there must be a battle, everyone secretly began to prepare. The opponent was far stronger than they imagined, and they couldn't help but work hard.
However, no matter how the people of each world merge and learn the spells of other worlds, they still carry their original shadows.
Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng were the first to attack, and a violent hurricane appeared between them. The even more powerful Maha Wuliang stirred up the storm in this world.
Behind them are Tianjian Wuming, Qiao Feng, Wu Yazi and Wu Xingyun who are ready to go.
On the other side, Uncle Jiu and his fellow disciples began to set up a formation. Although they had only a short time to practice martial arts and could only fly with the help of power thrusters, it did not prevent them from performing Taoist techniques.
"There is no need for him to talk about the moral principles of the world, let's go together shoulder to shoulder!" The fat man saw that the situation was rising, but the people behind him did not move, so he immediately shouted.
I hate these martial arts people who stick to the rules the most. They are not flexible at all. Don’t you know that you need to form a team to fight boos?
After being reminded by the fat man, all the experts remembered that the person they were facing could not be solved by just one person. They all rushed out like arrows.
Dachun also took out his iconic shield and rushed forward with it. Even Zhou Xinle pulled out a peerless sword and prepared to use Sword Twenty-Three.
"Wait a minute!" Fatty grabbed the two of them and whispered, "I am an assassin, you two will cover me later!"
"Assassin?" This was the first time Zhou Xinle heard about Fatty's definition of himself. He looked at Fatty's huge body in a daze, and could not associate it with the assassin who was as light as a swallow, nimble and agile.
However, with her gentle temperament, she did not raise any questions and only nodded her head gently.
"Then you two follow me!" Dachun expanded the shield to the maximum, blocked the two of them in the shield, stepped on the flight cabin with his toes, and flew out quickly.
The stormy Maha Wuliang was the first to arrive at the man in costume, and the hurricane blew his robes everywhere.
"A very powerful force!" The man in ancient costume frowned. His hands that had been holding each other slowly opened, and invisible magic power flew in his palms.
The flood that was continuously pouring into the city quickly shifted in the opposite direction, and the monstrous water column bit into the wind and clouds like a giant dragon.
Water and wind gathered together, and the water dragon swallowed up the hurricane in one gulp. The surging dragon body hit the wind and cloud, and easily knocked them away.
"So strong? You can't even defeat other people's summoned beasts, let alone real people!" The fat man's heart trembled, feeling that his sneak attack was very difficult to achieve.
"Master, this person is invincible, let's work together!" Wu Yazi's eyes narrowed. The opponent was far more powerful than he imagined. It would be better to pour all the power into one person.
"Amitabha!" The sweeping monk recited the Buddha's name and began to adjust his body to prepare to accept the skills of the other people.
Only he who has practiced the "Indestructible Magic Art" can withstand four times the same amount of innate energy.
An ancient Buddha gathered in front of the Sweeping Monk. Its shape was very similar to the one performed by hundreds of advance troops earlier. It seems that they must have studied under the Sweeping Monk.
The ancient Buddha that only swept the floor, Wu Yazi, Wu Xingyun, and Qiao Feng combined their skills to become larger, with a clearer face, and more flexible divine form, far beyond what could be compared before.
The Zen rhythm of the ancient Buddha is overwhelming, solemn and solemn. The left hand is in the lotus seal, and the right hand is pushed forward, as if it is pressing forward like the Tathagata's five-fingered mountain.
When the ancient Buddha took action, Wuming on the right also took action. The shadow of a sword that covered the sky emerged from his body, and countless sword energy condensed into a heavenly sword, which struck from the head of the man in ancient costume like it penetrated the heaven and the earth.
"Innate Five Elements and Eight Trigrams Formation!" Uncle Jiu and Old Man Gao, together with the Taoist priests from Maoshan, finally formed a more powerful formation.
The formation rose from the ground, and all objects in the center of the formation were bombarded into powder by the violent Taoist energy.
Even the originally indestructible green light shield had several gaps created by its energy because one corner was close to the formation.
The man in ancient costume had a calm expression, as if he was about to collapse before him, without changing his expression. The Buddha's palm and the heavenly sword reached him at the same time, and there was no trace of panic on his face. It was as if he was fully aware of all the changes that had happened.
The invisible mana in his hands began to spread from the palms of his hands, becoming larger and more intense as it spread throughout his body.
The originally intangible mana became as solid as it was too strong. White lightning was produced as the mana raced, striking the shadow of the palm and the tip of the sword.
The water dragon seemed to have spiritual wisdom and knew how to surround Wei and rescue Zhao, so he headed directly towards Uncle Jiu, hoping to make the formation collapse without any attack.
"Destroying Heaven and Ending Earth·Twenty-Three Swords!"
The sense of cohesion in the space came over, and the scene between heaven and earth was frozen in an instant. The slightly raised corners of the man's mouth in ancient costume also suddenly condensed, but suddenly there was a change.
"Poof!" Zhou Xinle spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell from the air.
Although she had a lot of true energy, it was too shallow in front of the powerful magic power of the costumed man. It only solidified for a second before being broken.
"Even space can be blocked!" The man in costume held hands together, as if he had discovered something interesting, and said with a smile, "This world is getting more and more interesting!"
"You're funny, uncle!" Dachun roared angrily, raising his shield high, his body burning like fire, and the shield turned into a huge fireball, which hit the man in costume fiercely.
Zheng!
The sound of gold and iron colliding was heard, and fire and white electricity competed with each other. The thousands of years of Qi in Dachun seemed so weak in front of the man in ancient costume, and it could not last more than a few seconds before running out of energy.
"Millennium Killing!"
Dachun's figure just flew out, but of course when he heard these words, a strange smile miraculously appeared on his lips.
A cone-shaped figure appeared behind the man in costume, and the fat man turned into a meat cone, stabbing him desperately at indescribable places.
The man in ancient costume tightened his anus, and his calm expression finally showed a slight change of color. He turned around desperately, and at the same time, an unimaginable wave of mana erupted.
It was obvious that Fatty's sneak attack was not only ineffective, but he also suffered miserably. His figure fell deeply into the ground like a meteor falling, creating a deep pit.
Chapter completed!