Chen Xingchui's shock and bewilderment only lasted for a short moment, then he just shook his head and said, "It's boring."
Life is boring and you can't control yourself. Zhang Yi's sword intent went to the top of the Chengtian Temple instead of him. Naturally, he wanted to try to arouse a stronger backlash from the talisman in the Chengtian Temple.
However, the Dao Talisman of Chengtian Temple came from the master who founded the Immortal Talisman Sect, and his cultivation level is much higher than him. How can Zhang Yi's cultivation level be shaken
There was a click.
The sword light provoking like a sheep's horn stabbed at the top of the hall, but the cracking sound came from Zhang Yi's wrist.
A majestic and terrifying recoil rushed to his wrist holding the sword against the intent of the sword, causing a clear cracking sound from his wrist.
Severe pain rushed straight into his mind.
Enduring the severe pain, he didn't let go, and his left hand also fell on the hilt of the sword, continuously and stably penetrating the remaining power in his body into the hilt in his hand.
Aries picks horns, the heaviest stalemate.
What he is fighting for is this moment of stalemate.
Just like Le Yi borrowing the power of Chengtian Talisman at this moment, he also has the power he can borrow, which is the sword in his hand.
Chen Xingchui didn't realize at this time that the small stone sword in his hand was Xue Wangxu's natal sword.
Zhang Yi's left hand fell on the hilt of the sword.
His left hand, even the bones of the entire arm, and the broken bones of his chest made a harsh cracking sound again.
With a pop, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
But the sword intent did not retreat.
At the very front of the sword intent, the tip of the ram's horn is still firmly against the powerful symbol.
He did this momentary stalemate.
The powerful Chengtian Talisman pressed on the small stone sword in his hand.
The unpretentious little stone sword suddenly shone brightly, as if it was burning.
Chen Xingchui's breathing suddenly stopped, and the previous contemptuous emotions instantly disappeared.
The blazing light caused severe burning pain in both of his eyes, unable to open them.
The true essence gushing out from his fingertips had already condensed into a talisman, but with his low and sharp whistle, this talisman also disappeared into nothingness at his fingertips with a bang, and was followed by a terrifying The spurt of true essence turned into countless flowing flames.
A red lotus bloomed in front of him.
With a snort.
The Yuchang sword suspended in front of Zhang Yi flew backward first, and hit the wall on one side in a slump.
Immediately after Le Yi groaned in pain, the countless invisible talisman threads he was pulling with his hands were like willow branches dancing wildly in the wind, and beat him on the contrary.
His body was continuously twisted by these forces, and dozens of wounds with deep bone were cut instantly, and blood flowed out of him like a red cloth.
The only person who was not affected was Murong Xiaoyi behind Chen Xingchui.
However, her body trembled violently, and in her perception, it was as if there were countless giant knives cutting thorns alternately.
Her body didn't suffer any damage, but this talisman seemed to be able to directly damage her perception, causing her a splitting headache.
However, her consciousness is clearer than ever.
This is the pure lotus symbol.
Like the True Mountain Talisman, the Immortal Talisman Sect does not know where it hides, but it is said that it can purify all terrifying symbols.
Chen Xingchui actually comprehended such a symbol!
Zhang Yi's head also began to ache violently, his eyes were all white, with only a little redness, as if it was about to turn into a sea of blood, swallowing everything about him.
However, feeling the temperature and strength of the small stone sword in his hand, he gritted his teeth and did not take a step back.
The small stone sword in his hand really burned.
There was a loud bang.
It was as if a sun had risen in front of him, and the dazzling and pure light filled every corner of Chengtian Temple, even making everyone's figures appear somewhat transparent.
Chen Xingchui also groaned.
His blood seemed to be burning.
But what shocked him the most was that there were many cyan light symbols suspended in this dazzling and pure light.
These light symbols are projections of lines.
The lines come from all over the Chengtian Temple.
The dazzling and pure light is the all-pervasive and powerful sword intent. This sword intent sharply pierces into the depths of every notch in the Chengtian Temple, completely forcing out all the talismans in the Chengtian Temple.
Zhang Yi's feet also cracked.
With a bang, Le Yi fell to the ground, his body was crushed to the ground by the terrifying pressure falling from above, unable to breathe.
Murong Xiaoyi's body was pressed against the door, and she was about to be rushed out.
The red lotus in front of Chen Xinghui exuded destructive power, but all this power could not be released, but was compressed and shrunk inward.
The red color at the center of this red lotus is becoming more and more crystal clear, as if gemstones are melting, and crystal liquid droplets are being squeezed to the point of exploding.
…
The whole Chengtian Temple is glowing.
Whether it is the tiles on the temple, the dust flying from the temple, or even the wormwood growing in the cracks of the roof, they are all shining.
The Immortal Talisman Sect was silent, but almost everyone was staring at this place closely.
Seeing such a vision and feeling the bulging aura in the Chengtian Temple, the calm eyes of the Sect Master of the Immortal Talisman Sect were full of emotion.
Of course, he knew better than anyone else how powerful Chen Xingchui was. Even if there was a glimmer of hope in his heart just now, it was just a glimmer of hope.
The performance of the three young men in the hall against a strong man like Chen Xingchui has completely exceeded the limit of his imagination.
"interesting!"
Chen Xingchui, who was in the Chengtian Hall, felt that Zhang Yi was overconfident at first, and when he uttered the word "boring", Su Qin, who was standing outside the Chengtian Hall, slowly raised his head and said these two words.
At this time, when the power bulging out of the palace was about to break open the palace door and rush towards him, his eyes, which were always full of self-deprecation or sarcasm, instantly filled with an indescribable unruly and ruthless look.
His crippled hand stretched out.
Hundreds of talismans fluttered like ordinary pieces of paper, like falling flowers, and in the next moment, they followed various strange routes and fell on the Chengtian Temple in front of them.
Boom!
The sky and the earth shook again.
Chengtian Temple was hit again violently by a giant hammer from the outside.
Surrounding the Chengtian Temple, a huge air circle visible to the naked eye blasted outward, cutting off all the trees within a radius of tens of feet, and throwing all the broken branches and fallen leaves out.
Su Qin spurted blood wildly from his mouth, and his body was thrown backward uncontrollably like a piece of rotten wood.
…
In Chengtian Hall, Zhang Yi groaned, unable to hold on any longer, and knelt on the ground.
However, his hands are still extremely stable supporting the sword, and he still maintains the posture of drawing the sword.
Chen Xingchui's expression changed dramatically.
In his sharply constricted pupils, the speed of the cyan light symbols falling from the roof of the temple suddenly accelerated, like snow falling sharply.
The red lotus in front of him disappeared from his perception.
Disappearing means cutting off contact with him, out of control.
In the next instant, the red lotus shattered, and the vitality of heaven and earth that had been compressed to the extreme in the center of the red lotus could not be released like an explosion, and turned into hundreds of thousands of crystal rays.
Crystal rays bloomed outward.
Everyone's bodies were in slow motion due to the majestic and terrifying energy pressure.
Murong Xiaoyi watched in astonishment as these rays passed through Zhang Yi and Le Yi, including Chen Xingchui's body in front of her. She saw these crystal rays pass through their bodies, and warm blood droplets floated out. It was extremely slow, but she didn't have time to dodge, so she could only raise her body as high as possible to prevent these crystal rays from piercing her head and other vital parts.
The bright red blood drops floated and suspended in the air as if they were still.
Zhang Yi, Chen Xingchui, Murong Xiaoyi, and even Le Yi who was lying on the ground were pierced in many places at the same time.
In the next moment, as these crystal rays pierced the walls of the surrounding palace, the completely condensed vitality of heaven and earth exploded violently.
All the drops of blood crumbled to powder with a dull sonic boom.
Chen Xingchui, like Zhang Yi and the others, was kneaded wantonly by the violent vitality like a piece of cloth that was tampered with in a dyeing workshop.
His eyes were full of disbelief.
Su Qin's body outside the Chengtian Temple was hung on a broken tree, and his body was pierced by several pieces of wood.
All were seriously injured and dying.
…
A middle-aged man from the Immortal Talisman Sect who was wearing a black robe with mysterious silver lines on the sleeves and neckline shook his head with emotion.
He lamented the outcome of the battle.
At the same time, he lamented Zheng Xiu's meticulousness, and would always ambush the last pawn in any seemingly sure battle situation.
And he is the spare piece, the final chess piece that can end everything.
Amidst the emotion, he walked out of a pavilion and was about to walk towards Chengtian Temple.
However, at this moment, he saw a tall and thin man walking up the stone steps in front of him.
This man was wearing a very ordinary costume of a handyman of the Immortal Fuzong, but at this time he was wearing a saber with an extremely long hilt.