The huge screen where Professor Shu was located was shattered as early as the moment the battle began. The broken fragments splashed around like knives, and the pseudo-arhats stepped forward, not only blocking the broken screen, but also entangled Lien Daozhen.
I don't know how many people are here. Lian Daozhen's fists are like slamming into the ocean, even if every punch can cause a tsunami, tearing up countless waves, but it can't stand the sea too much.
Those people are not afraid of death at all. After being beaten and flying out, as long as they can move, they will immediately come back and continue to be beaten. As for the king that day, the treasures on their bodies swept down, and for a while, the sky was completely occupied by this power, and the huge and terrifying energy fluctuations, even if it was even Daozhen, had to avoid it.
However, these forces are controlled by humans, and naturally they will not easily fall into the void. They chased me and Lien Daozhen's tracks, constantly exerting more pressure.
At the outermost periphery, there are still dozens of hundreds of people holding instruments in the formation. The instrument has been activated, and you can vaguely see that different characters are slowly taking shape. I sighed, Chongliandao really shouted: "If you don't take it seriously, we will be killed by the fire!"
Lian Daozhen knocked ten pseudo-arhats into the air with ten punches in a row. He glanced at the people around him, stepped back slightly to my side, and whispered: "Protect your body. Once they attack, we will..."
Lian Daozhen's voice was very low, and among the many attacks, only I could hear what he was saying. And the plan that Lien Daozhen made in a hurry made me a little surprised, and he hesitated to ask, "Can this work?"
"No, there is no loss." Lian Daozhen said calmly: "Rather than let them hide in the dark, it is better to come out and take a look."
I looked at him with admiration. Only he and Asan could come up with such a trick to hide from the sky. However, if you really want to implement this plan, Asan will definitely not work. No matter how smart she is, she can't use her brain to bridge the pure power gap with Lien Daozhen.
Professor Shu learned that we would come a few days ago, so he must have made enough preparations long ago. The people on the base seem to be busy, but in fact, they should all be doing it. Otherwise, hundreds of people would not gather to besiege immediately after the start of the fight.
I have seen the power of the pseudo-arhats and the heavenly kings when I was in the underworld, and this time, people shouting "Sura" appeared. What came out of those people was a black steel-like breath, which was like tentacles and steel whips. When it dances, it can easily leave traces on the steel cast ground.
I tried to cut the steel whip with gold power, but found that although it can be cut, the opponent has enough energy to replenish it and is not afraid at all. Unless they directly attack their bodies, they will only be consumed alive.
However, the opponent's body was covered by a layer of black energy, like armor, even if it was golden power, it would be a little laborious to penetrate the past. More importantly, this black aura seems to be able to conduct electricity. I saw a looming blue arc in the black aura on "Sura". Jin Li pierced, and the electric light flickered, changing the direction of the golden thorn like a magnet.
I was very surprised. This is obviously a mixture of power and technology, which is difficult to deal with. Unless, like Lien Daozhen, it can be smashed with one punch and breath.
Up to the present position, the opponent has only these three different powers, but the blind can see that they still have hidden means that have not appeared. After all, only me and Lien Daozhen were present. As A San and Xu Zhenqing were not there, Professor Shu could not use all his strength.
The same is true for Daozhen. The mad Buddha Xun Dingtian I mentioned did not show up, and Professor Shu did not show up, so he came up with the plan and wanted to see the real strength of the other party. Therefore, despite the great pressure, he insisted on not calling out the incarnation of Emperor Fist.
If the five avatars appeared, the battle might end in an instant.
Maybe the time has been delayed for too long, and the other party is afraid of accidents. So those holding the instrument finally started to move.
Pseudo-arhats, heavenly kings, and Shura scattered one after another, while Chinese characters rubbed their bodies and floated towards us.
The number of square characters that flew in an instant amounted to thirty or forty.
The words mountain, broken, blade, knife, ice, blindness, etc. are all different. I clearly sensed that when these words appeared, the world immediately became confused. Dozens of different forces were forcibly mobilized, injected into Chinese characters, and changed accordingly.
Looking at the dozens of fluttering Chinese characters, I looked at Lian Daozhen nervously, and asked with a trembling voice, "Are you sure you must do that?"
Ren Daozhen stared at the words and nodded, and said, "Get ready."
I sighed sadly, then covered all the earth and gold power in my body, and then I hid behind Lian Daozhen and squatted down holding my head.
Those Chinese characters have not been fully touched yet, and I can already feel the overwhelming force surging. These forces are stronger and more elusive than the pseudo-arhats, the heavenly kings, and Shura's body. Dozens of words with different effects attack us at the same time, even if it is Lian Daozhen, it must be treated with an eight-point spirit.
I squatted on the ground, and heard Lien Daozhen's soft drink, and then the fist roar sounded. In the base, there was a loud rumbling noise immediately, and every word was hit by Lian Dao's real fist, shaking and breaking, or moving on.
Most of the words that were broken were those with weird effects but not too strong offensive power, such as blindness, deafness, hemp, etc...
And those words such as weak, heavy, scattered, falling, etc., due to the peculiar effect, caused the force of the fist to be greatly weakened, each of them shook a few times, and was consumed part of the strength, but they could still continue to float over.
The most dangerous are those words such as blade, mountain fire, etc. These words provoke the most powerful force, and Lian Dao's real fist wind cannot completely shake them. I felt the smell of cold, scorching, pressure, and tingling, and I immediately knew that Chinese characters were already in front of my eyes.
Lian Dao really seemed to be unable to hold on anymore, and with a loud shout, the golden power all over his body suddenly exploded.
The golden emperor came again, however, before it took shape, hundreds of "scattered" characters suddenly floated around. My face changed, and when Lian Daozhen Jin Li was pressed against the body by these words, I immediately dispersed. Although it did not dissipate in the void, it could not form the incarnation of Emperor Fist.
Lian Daozhen might not have expected this to happen. Everyone could see that he wanted to use his avatar to resist those words. But now, if the incarnation can't be formed, he has lost the opportunity and can only passively accept the attack.
The truth of killing him when he is sick can be understood without reminding the enemy. The pseudo-arhats, heavenly kings, and Shura who had been waiting for a long time rushed forward again.
Without the help of the avatar, it was quite difficult for Lian Daozhen to fight those words. A variety of different effects and strengths acted on him, making this invincible and powerful figure also appear reluctant.
I squatted on the ground with a surprised expression and shouted, "Where is your avatar?"
Ren Daozhen smashed the word "mountain" that had already arrived in front of him with a punch, but his body was hit by the word "broken" that followed. As his clothes were shattered, the corner of his mouth fluttered, as if he was about to spit out something. Although he held his breath forcibly, a trace of blood could still be seen in the gap between his lips.
Ren Dao really didn't answer my question, just barely waved his fist. However, there are still more than a dozen Chinese characters that still exist. After the Chinese characters, there is the pseudo-arhat who looks at him.
The pseudo-arhat, more than three meters high, pounced on both of us like vicious hooligans. Lian Daozhen's dealing with Chinese characters is already at the end of the battle, so there is no room left to resist them.
In an instant, he was suppressed by the pagoda that was smashed down by seven or eight heavenly kings. Pseudo-arhats came viciously and pressed him to the ground, while the black aura on Shura's body entangled him like a steel cable.
As soon as I was about to move, I was immediately held up by two pseudo-arhats, and they punched my stomach at the same time. I felt convulsions all over, almost spitting out bitter gall. I couldn't help but look at Lian Daozhen, who was firmly suppressed. I sighed and thought, this is nothing to lose, it's a loss of shit...
Even Daozhen's body struggled hard under the pseudo-arhats. His powerful strength could not be suppressed even by more than a dozen pseudo-arhats and Shura. Fortunately, the surrounding kings kept dropping the baby down. Even Daozhen yelled for a few minutes, and finally Weakly tied into zongzi.
Even so, the people around us would not dare to approach us easily, even if they were trapped by Lian Dao's real pseudo-arhat, they dare not relax their vigilance at all. They still used all their strength to squeak Lien Daozhen's body. So many people pressed up, even if it was a piece of iron, it would be crushed and deformed.
I frustrated Chongliandao really yelled, "Let you use your avatar earlier. I want to try someone's jins and taels. I'm all right now! I'm satisfied! We'll be finished right away!"
Ren Dao was really dull and did not speak. There were more than ten Shura behind him, bound him firmly with a black breath. There are even more pseudo-arhats and heavenly kings, even if even Dao really has a hair swaying, they will immediately be suppressed by them.
The end of a great war was really unexpected. But the faces of the people around him are all taken for granted.
They have been preparing for so long, even if it is the incarnation of Taozhen, they have prepared special methods. Hundreds of "San" characters appeared at the same time. If there was no prior practice, I would definitely not believe it. It’s because if you’re familiar with it, maybe one or two can cooperate with each other tacitly, but it’s very difficult for more than a hundred people to coordinate accurately without error.
At this time, the steel wall deep in the base made a huge noise, and then moved slowly to the left and right.
I opened my mouth wide in surprise, not only because Professor Shu appeared behind the iron wall, but also because the Mad Buddha Xun Dingtian was there. In addition to the two of them, there was another person standing side by side.
The man's hair is slightly longer, tied behind his back with a twine. His clothes are very old-fashioned, and his long hem is almost pulled to the ground. What is surprising is that there are two very obvious scars on this person's eyes. The scars were so deep that one could tell at a glance that he was blind.
But such a person can stand with Professor Shu and Xun Dingtian. It is conceivable that he is either very high or very powerful. (End of this chapter)