"Continue to attack, his defense cannot last long. Even if it is consumed, he will still be consumed to death!"

When the strong men saw such a picture, their will to kill was even more unshakable.

Such an enemy is so terrible. If you don’t kill it, it will definitely become a nightmare in the future!

Jun Wuxie ignored them at all. He always stared at the target he had set and carried out a ruthless blow like a storm.

The combination of Xingzizhi and Fudao was so fast that it was beyond imagination and was unpredictable that the gods and ghosts were unpredictable, which made the peak powerhouses at the extreme heaven who were calmed by him unable to get rid of them without any means, and could only be forced to fight with him in close combat.

A martial arts practitioner who mainly practices true qi faces a martial arts practitioner who practices physical body and fights in close combat, which is simply a crushing force.

Although they have a high level and great strength, they have no time to use all the secret techniques.

Jun Wuxie's fist is as fast as lightning, and can complete thousands of fierce attacks in an instant. He attacks with his palm and finger punches. Each attack is like an antelope hanging on his horns, without any trace, making the opponent unable to defend, and he does not know that his attack will be

From what direction did you come?

ah!

A shrill scream was filled with deep reluctance.

The second strong man at the peak of the Heavenly Status fell down, his head was blown out by his golden palms and fingers, and he died suddenly on the spot, and was caught in the cave by Jun Wuxie.

"Everyone, are you tired? Do you want to sit down and have a tea and take a break?"

Jun Wuxie had a bright smile on his face, his feet were stepping on the word "Standard" and the light of the talismans bloomed, making all the overwhelming attacks fall.

He locked in the third target, the old monk in Dawei Buddha Temple who once said that the demons on the earth in the Dishixing world would not become Buddhas without empty space.

The old monk showed horror on his face, and his body pulled up countless afterimages, retreated wildly, trying to keep a distance from him.

Although the old monk tried all his body skills, he still failed to do so. He was bullied by Jun Wuxie and approached him.

"The great power of the dragon, the Buddha of the World, gave me the Dharma of Buddhism, and the Vajra Indestructible Body!"

The old monk quickly pinched the seal in front of him, and the infinite Buddha light shone on the heaven and earth. A golden dragon appeared in a sound, shuttled through a circle, initiated into it, and merged into it.

Suddenly, his body turned pure gold, and every inch of his skin shone with swastikas, like a golden-body Bodhisattva coming, with a trace of immortality.

Boom!

The old monk flew forward and rushed forward, colliding with Jun Wuxie's palms and fingers.

"Demon Lord, do you think you are as weak as those strong men killed by you? Let you see the immortal body of the Vajra who is experiencing the Buddhist path!"

The old monk was so harsh and weak on the inside. He used his secret technique. Every time his handprints were blown forward, the Buddha's picture bloomed and followed him to crush him forward.

The other strong men stopped for a moment, and various secret techniques were overwhelming and slaughtering Jun Wuxie. Many people also used weapons, ancient swords, war halberds, spears, large seals, etc. to kill them one after another.

The space in the arena has long been annihilated, and it is a huge void black hole. It looks terrible, as if the universe has been penetrated and a hole has appeared.

Jun Wuxie never dodged and took on all the attacks.

He didn't want to waste time in dodging, otherwise he would have no chance to defeat one by one in the face of so many strong people.

His golden secret art runes of his palm and finger fist bloomed, constantly killing the old monk.

Although the old monk's body was not weak with the help of secret techniques, his fighting skills were far from comparable to his, so he was constantly hit.

The golden swastika's body had begun to appear cracks, and golden blood flowed out, and the whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of golden paint.

"Even if you are a hypocritical person, you want to become a Buddha? With you monks, that is a blasphemy and insult to the Buddha. Today I will send you to the West to the Buddha to apologize!"

puff!

After hundreds of collisions, the old monk spasmed his hands, his body cracked, and his bones were broken. This palm even sank his chest deeply, and his violent divine power penetrated his body and sank his lungs.

The part was shattered and a mouthful of blood choked out.

"Devil! Don't hurt my senior brother!"

Two old monks from Dawei Buddha Temple rushed over with a roar, one on the left and one on the right to attack Jun Wuxie.

Jun Wuxie sneered, ignored them at all, and instantly shot hundreds of punches.

The old monk who was locked by him resisted with all his strength, but his body was still broken until his bones were broken, and his flesh and blood were broken everywhere, and his entire body was broken.

With a puff.

The golden palm and fingers twitched hard on his face, thrusting half of his face into pieces, then raised his palm and slapped it down, shattering his sky spirit cover with one blow.

The old monk's body was shocked, his soul suffered severe damage, and his golden body was hard to maintain. The swastika on his body instantly went out, and his whole body became soft.

"With your ability, you dare to speak out loud and want to kill demons?"

Jun Wuxie reached out and grabbed his ankle, carried the overwhelming attack to the ground, swung the old monk's body, and fell wildly.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

...

The picture was too violent. In an instant, the old monk's body was blown on the ground by him for thousands of times. Every time there was blood splattering, the old monk's voice was no longer like a human being able to make it.

In this city, in the high-rise buildings outside the arena, on the roof and in the sky, countless people watched the whole picture.

People's hearts were beating with the old monk being knocked down, and they felt that their hearts were about to jump out of their chest cavity.

That was a powerful man with the ultimate perfection of heaven and was beaten like a sandbag. This picture was too impactful to the vision and the soul.

How could the founder of the Zhuxian Dynasty, a young supreme ruler in his early twenties, be so strong that he was so powerful?

If it is said that its abnormal defense depends on armor, what about its attack power?

His power can actually destroy the existence of the Great Perfection of the Great Heavenly Level!

Countless people sacrificed rune stones to record the battle situation in the arena.

"This Jun Wuxie, is he still a human?"

In front of the window of the top floor of a tall building, the old man next to the young man in purple looked at the scene in shock, his eyes full of incredible expressions.

"Do you know now why I have to spend so much effort to kill him?"

The young man in purple had a cold light flashing in his eyes. The opponent's growth rate was too amazing, beyond imagination. It would be better if he continued like this. His contemporaries had only room to look up in front of him, and would never be able to surpass that mountain.

"This is the first time that Lao Nu has seen his battle scene with his own eyes. Such a person is extremely difficult to find in the upper universe. What's terrible is that his current realm is only a semi-saint. If he breaks through the holy realm in the future, his talent growth will definitely be strong.

How strong is it to continue to improve?"

"Otherwise, how could he be attracted by that female soldier saint? The female soldier saint should not be a person from the lower realm universe, but came to the lower realm for some reason. He is most likely a strong man in the mythology field, so I won't let you take action,

Because once you are targeted by the Soldier, you will almost die!"

The old man's voice was low: "Master, if this Jun Wuxie is not dead, everyone in his generation will be affected, because many opportunities that should belong to others will fall into his hands. Who can compete with him?

It is the biggest stumbling block on the master's journey back to the top!"

...

In the arena, the secret attacks and various weapons were everywhere, slamming Jun Wuxie.

But he remained motionless, and no attack could break through the defense. The Qiankun armor made him look like a super god.

The strong men just watched him beat the old monk from Dawei Buddha Temple into an unbearable form, his whole body was flattened and covered with blood.

The ground with extremely strong defense runes was smashed to sink a little, and cracks were everywhere.

"Senior Brother!"

"Senior brother!"

"Demon Lord, you vicious devil, your hands are covered in blood, and you will not die a bad death!"

The other old monks in Dawei Buddha Temple were filled with blood and heartbroken. Seeing their senior brothers being thrown alive and killed but were powerless, this made them feel extremely painful.

"Yes, I'm a vicious devil, but what can you do to me?"

Jun Wuxie smiled brightly and sunny, revealing his white teeth.

He put the old monk's body into the cave, carried it with one hand, standing in the secret technique to continuously kill the arena with extremely violent energy. One by one, the weapons flashed with dazzling runes, carrying the shocking killing.

Dangdang, constantly killing him.

"You guys keep going, I'll take a break."

Jun Wuxie sat down cross-legged in the shattered void, took out a few Qiankun gems, inlaid them into the armor, condensed the hammer of blood qi, and forged them with unique means.

Such a scene shocked and angry the strong.

There were so many of them who fought hard to attack here, but the target of attack was treated as air and sat down cross-legged, not knowing what they were fighting.

The power of Qiankun is released, which replenishes the energy consumed by Qiankun’s armor and stores a large amount of spare energy.

"Is he repairing his armor?"

"It seems that although his armor defense is strong, it has been damaged under our repeated attacks. Don't stop and continue to attack. His armor will eventually collapse!"

The strong men thought they had seen a problem, so they immediately launched an attack again.

Jun Wuxie ignored them anymore and closed his eyes instead.

Although I have not deliberately practiced over the years, my skills have been refining the essence, blood and holy source of divine beasts at all times.

His current realm is not far from the ultimate realm of Zhongtian.
To be continued...