The war is not over.
While Su Zimo bumped into Monk Feijue, he was still holding the Jinghong Sword in his left hand, wrestling with Hang Qiuyu.
The remaining four geniuses attacked together!
Linghan's secret technique broke out in Piaoxue Valley.
Hunyuan Zong Chen Yizi drew his flying sword from a distance and did not dare to step forward.
The descendant of Prajna Temple pointed his toes and came closer. His hands transformed into numerous afterimages, and he used Prajna Temple's unique secret technique - Prajna Palm!
Prajna Palm has the power to beat an ox across a mountain.
If a palm falls on the body, there will be no scars on the surface, but its internal organs will be shattered by the palm, which is extremely amazing!
Even monk Jue Ai, who has practiced the Diamond Sutra, does not dare to resist Prajna Palm.
The wind in the palm is like a knife, and the shadow of the palm is messy, making it difficult to distinguish the true from the false.
"go!"
The heir of Wuxiang Temple took out a copper bowl from the storage bag and injected spiritual power into it.
The copper bowl burst out with thousands of feet of golden light, which was sacred and flawless. The mouth of the bowl was downward, and a stream of brilliance like a divine waterfall hung down. It was thrown towards Su Zimo's head, and he muttered something.
The four geniuses took action at the same time, but Su Zimo only had his right hand free!
Hunyuan Zong Chen Yizi's flying sword struck first. Without thinking, Su Zimo stretched out his right hand and grabbed the flying sword in his palm!
"Ice!"
The sound was like ice, and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply.
From head to toe, Su Zimo's body began to freeze, and even the red demonic energy surrounding him began to be covered with a layer of frost.
Frozen spiritual power, frozen energy and blood!
At the same time, the copper bowl came to Su Zimo's head, slowly descending, exuding terrifying pressure, trying to suppress him within the copper bowl!
The heir of Prajna Temple came closer and released numerous palm shadows.
Su Zimo held the Jinghong Sword in his left hand and Chen Yizi's Flying Sword in his right hand, unable to release his hands.
Coupled with the secret technique of Piaoxue Valley, the Buddhist spiritual weapon Bronze Bowl from Wuxiang Temple arrived, and many powers exploded at the same time, firmly restraining it in place, unable to move.
Bang bang bang bang!
More than ten consecutive palms fell on Su Zimo!
Every time a palm fell, Su Zimo's figure would tremble, and a trace of blood would flow from the corner of his mouth.
Seeing this scene, all the geniuses were shocked.
At this point in the battle, the descendant of Divine Phoenix Island was finally injured!
Immediately afterwards, Hang Qiuyu and others discovered that even so, this man was still standing, his spine straight, and the chill in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger!
"This isn't going to kill you?"
The descendant of Prajna Temple finally realized the fear in the hearts of monk Jueai and others.
This person actually withstood more than ten strokes of Prajna Palm!
If it were someone else, after receiving these more than ten palms, his internal organs would have been shattered to pieces, but this person acted as if nothing was wrong, and the fierce light in his eyes remained unabated!
Among the body-training techniques, even the most advanced body-training techniques of the human race can only cultivate marrow and blood exchange at most, and it is difficult to cultivate the internal organs.
But in the Secret Code of the Demon King of the Great Wilderness, there is a special chapter on refining the internal organs!
Su Zimo's internal organs are also stronger than many pure-blood beasts.
Otherwise, he would not have had such amazing physical strength to fight until now!
Su Zimo received more than ten Prajna Palms, but his internal organs were shaken and his foundation was not damaged.
"Suppress me!"
The heir of Wuxiang Temple shouted loudly, intertwined his fingers, and changed the magic formula, excited. A stream of spiritual light was shot out and submerged into the bronze bowl.
The copper bowl expanded rapidly and continued to fall.
Hang Qiuyu had no choice but to let go and give up Jinghong Sword.
In the blink of an eye, Su Zimo was covered in the copper bowl, which was emitting thousands of rays of light and fell to the ground!
it's over
Seeing this scene, even the dozen sealers who came over gradually slowed down.
"Amitabha."
The heir of Wuxiang Temple softly chanted the Buddha's name, walked towards the huge copper bowl that was as tall as a person, and said solemnly: "Fellow Taoists, don't worry, if you enter the bronze bowl of this young monk, with just one stick of incense, you can turn into a pure-blooded ferocious beast. , will also turn into pus, and the body will perish and the Tao will disappear!"
The geniuses breathed a sigh of relief, and their spirits seemed to be in a trance.
The descendants of Wuxiang Temple came to the bronze bowl, lowered their eyebrows and lowered their eyes, the treasure was solemn, and murmured words, and the bronze bowl became more and more radiant.
Suddenly, a change occurred!
boom!
There was a sudden loud noise from the copper bowl.
Hang Qiuyu and others' expressions changed drastically. Their eyes turned and fell on the huge copper bowl in front of them, and their pupils shrank!
On the side wall of the copper bowl, a large, clear package protruded, revealing the shape of a fist print!
How terrifying is this power that can make a fist seal from a Buddhist spiritual weapon
The golden light of the copper bowl dimmed a little.
Bang bang bang!
Before anyone could react, a series of sounds erupted, as dense as rain, and raised fist prints appeared on the bronze bowl in all directions.
There was a brief pause.
An extremely dangerous aura emanates from the copper bowl!
"Quickly retreat!"
The old monk from Wuxiang Temple roared.
boom!
There was a deafening loud noise, and the earth shook!
The huge copper bowl in front of me exploded and turned into fragments, splashing in all directions with billowing air waves.
A tall and burly figure was exposed to everyone's sight again, with a demonic aura lingering all over his body, his evil eyes shining with a faint light, and his momentum was overwhelming!
The first person to suffer was the nearest heir of Wuxiang Temple. Being hit by this force, his body was instantly smashed into a sieve by the fragments of the bronze bowl, and he died on the spot!
Su Zimo threw out the Jinghong Sword in his palm with his backhand, breaking through the limit of speed and stabbing him in front of Piaoxuegu Linghan in an instant.
"Condensation!"
Ling Han's expression changed drastically, and a frost mirror formed in front of him, exuding a bone-chilling chill.
boom!
The Jinghong Sword hit the Frost Spirit Mirror hard.
After a brief pause, cracks appeared on the spiritual mirror, which instantly spread all over the mirror, densely packed, and suddenly shattered.
Ling Han fell on his back, coughing blood.
Although it was just a simple sword, it contained the terrifying power after Su Zimo's demonization, directly injuring Ling Han seriously.
boom!
Su Zimo flipped his hand and unleashed the killing move of the Great Wilderness Demon King's Secret Code, the Earth Splitting Palm, which collided heavily with the Prajna Palm of the heir to the Prajna Temple.
The heir of Prajna Temple stared wide-eyed with fear.
He felt a terrifying tearing force surge over him, almost tearing a gap in the vast earth!
Stab!
Blood mist spurted out.
The flesh and blood on the Prajna Temple heir's arm was torn apart, the bones were shattered, and the whole person flew backwards.
In the blink of an eye, one genius died, and two geniuses sadly left the stage.
Su Zimo's eyes turned and landed on Hunyuan Zong Chen Yizi, and he threw the flying sword in his hand directly.
The long sword cuts through the air, arriving in an instant.
Chen Yizi didn't dare to catch him head-on. He moved his steps and ducked to the side.
Unexpectedly, Chen Yizi's eyes flashed, and a tall figure rushed towards him, exuding endless murderous intent and a terrifying momentum!
One person and one sword came almost at the same time, no matter before or after!
"What a speed!"
Chen Yizi's eyes twitched wildly.
boom!
Su Zimo came to Chen Yizi, took a step forward, and landed heavily on the ground.
Chen Yizi's feet went weak and his figure slowed down by half a minute.
The long sword came out of the body.
Chen Yizi's eyes dimmed, and a bloody arrow shot out of his chest, cutting off the life in his body!
The genius of the Hunyuan Sect died!