(The sixth update is here!)
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"snort!"
With a cold snort, a dark red spear also appeared in the other palm of Old Monster Feng.
With two spears in his hands, terrifying divine power gathered in his hands. The next moment, the two spears quickly pierced the golden barrier ahead.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Crazy collisions again and again, the two spears bombarded thirteen times in succession, and each time the two spears bombarded in one direction.
On the wall that had been blasted open before, the hole began to expand after the impact, but it was recovering crazily at an alarming speed.
After thirteen spears, the hole still maintained its original appearance and was still recovering rapidly.
"What?" Old Monster Feng frowned.
"It's useless. Unless you can defeat my prison with one blow or open a gap, you can recover instantly no matter how big the impact is. You can't escape at all." Jian Wushuang's cold voice said. In the ears of Old Monster Entering Feng, Jian Wushuang's figure had already appeared behind him.
Buzz~~~
The cold sword intent swept forward.
Jian Wushuang's face was stern, and he moved the Blood Peak Sword in his hand casually. The sword light filled the air, and in an instant, a sea of swords formed, directly covering Old Monster Feng.
Old Monster Feng immediately turned around, and the two spears burst out with overwhelming evil energy, and immediately clashed head-on with Jian Wushuang.
Jian Wushuang's aura is extremely tyrannical. Although he has not yet used the Seven-Star Secret Technique, his divine power is already much stronger than before due to the ancient time when he swallowed 3,500 Taichu Stones. In addition, there are a thousand more behind him. Blessed by the phantom of the golden god of ten feet, he is full of confidence.
The sword lights were deployed one after another. The power of each sword light was extremely powerful and the speed was astonishingly fast.
"This boy's strength is so great. He is obviously only in the realm of gods and demons, but his combat power is no less than me, or even stronger than me." Old Monster Feng said with a look on his face during the fight with Jian Wushuang. It’s also getting uglier.
At this moment, Jian Wushuang's figure suddenly paused.
The next moment was a dive, and the Blood Peak Sword in his hand turned into a long snake, and the void was torn apart layer by layer like pieces of paper, and everything turned into nothingness.
Silent, no wind, no shadow.
Only the shadow of the sword swept past.
Space-time swordsmanship, third style... Wei Ying!
It was also a sword technique created while studying the Sealing Heaven Scroll in the Saint's Tomb, but Jian Wushuang had never used it before when fighting against the gods of the Great Compassion Sect.
But now, this only shadow style shows its power.
clang!
The sound of fighting sounded, and the spear in Old Monster Feng's hand slightly changed direction under the impact of the sword shadow, and the sword shadow swept directly towards Old Monster Feng's body like a ghost, and the wind A layer of hazy black light immediately appeared on the old monster's body, like a barrier.
Bang!
Old Monster Feng was knocked back, while Jian Wushuang still stayed in place.
"This old monster Feng's body-protecting ability seems to be very strong. I couldn't really hurt him with my sword?" Jian Wushuang murmured with his eyes slightly focused.
"Jian Wushuang." Yun Zhen's figure finally arrived, and with Jian Wushuang's permission, he entered the golden prison and appeared next to Jian Wushuang.
"This prison..." Yunzhen looked around at the golden prison with a hint of amazement in his heart. He could feel the power of this golden prison. I am afraid that even he would have trouble getting out once he fell into this prison. of difficulty.
"Old Monster Feng, you have nowhere to escape. Hand over the purple gold sand honestly, otherwise..." Jian Wushuang's voice was cold, echoing in the golden prison.
Old Monster Feng said angrily: "Jian Wushuang, you and I have no grievances at all. You just want the purple golden sand, but you have a lot of grievances with the Great Compassion Sect and Yunzhen." "Existence, why don't you and I join forces now and rely on your existence in this field to teach Yunzhen Yier two a lesson? As long as you teach him a lesson for me, I will give you the purple gold sand right away."
Yunzhen's complexion immediately changed. "I said that the grudge between me and the Great Compassion Sect has been resolved, and it is absolutely impossible for me to take action again. Since you are unwilling to take the initiative to hand it over, then I can only beat you to hand it over. Master Yun, you and I will take action together." Jian. Unparalleled Way.
"Okay." Yunzhen nodded.
"Haha~~~ So what if you two join forces, what if this prison is here, even if I can't escape, you two can't even think of killing me." Old Monster Feng smiled maniacally.
"Can't kill you? Really?" Jian Wushuang smiled coldly, and the moment he finished speaking, the golden power of the sky was rumbling, and he immediately pressed towards Old Monster Feng.
The prison of punishment is essentially a prison plus a realm.
The prison traps the opponent, while the field oppresses the opponent while improving oneself.
One is ebbing and the other is increasing, thus widening the huge gap in strength.
This move was fully unleashed by Jian Wushuang's Qianzhang Celestial Shadow.
"What?"
Old Monster Feng's body sank. Although he was a powerful and powerful god, and had reached the top of the elementary gods, at this moment, under the crazy oppression of this golden divine power, his strength dropped by nearly 20% in an instant.
Nearly 20% of his strength has dropped sharply, which is definitely a huge weakening for him.
"superior!"
Jian Wushuang gave a low shout and took action together with Yun Zhen.
At the moment of taking action, his seven-star secret technique was also directly displayed, and his aura surged again, even infinitely close to the level of first-class gods and demons.
boom! boom!
The two powerful men took action at the same time, Jian Wushuang's swordsmanship was perfectly displayed, and Na Yunzhen was even more domineering. He waved his big hand again and again, and every time he struck a palm, the palm print turned into a giant ape, a brown bear, and so on. Transformed into a tiger and leopard, every palm of his hand transformed into a fierce creature, extremely powerful.
The combat power of the high-ranking god was fully unleashed in Yunzhen's hands.
As for Jian Wushuang, relying on him with all his strength at the moment, and with the slight improvement in the golden prison field, his combat power has barely reached the threshold of a high-level god.
It's just barely achieved. Compared with Yunzhen, it is probably still slightly inferior, but it is still much stronger than Old Monster Feng, especially because Old Monster Feng has been suppressed by 20% of his strength.
Crush, crush completely.
Old Monster Feng was crushed crazily by the two of them, and no one had any room to fight back. He just relied on his own body protection ability to support himself.
But this support will not last long and will soon reach its limit.
And with the golden prison covering his surroundings, he had no chance to escape, and he couldn't use his life-saving secret technique at all.
Old Monster Feng could no longer calm down in his heart.
"Stop it, stop it!"
"Jian Wushuang, don't you just want purple gold sand? Okay, purple gold sand, I'll give it to you!!"
Old Monster Feng let out a shrill roar, obviously having to compromise.
(End of chapter)