Along with Zhong Wen's nonsense, a dazzling light wave shot out from his vertical arm, hitting Feng Qingyu with lightning speed.
As expected, this fatal ray of light penetrated through Feng Qingyu's body, like hitting a phantom, without causing any harm to her.
It’s a bit troublesome!
Seeing that the arrogant and cold-hearted saint of the "Dark Temple" had greatly increased in strength and her control over the power of the Six Paths had reached a new level, Zhong Wen frowned and couldn't help but feel a headache.
He has long been aware of the potential of the reincarnation body, and knows that if this body is developed to the extreme, it will definitely be a bug-like, unsolvable existence.
The Great Sage of Samsara back then is a good example.
This ancient powerful man became famous all over the world when he was young. At his peak, he dominated the entire cultivation world, fighting all over the world without finding an opponent. He almost created an entire era with his own efforts.
If his physical strength and energy had not declined significantly in his later years, it would still be unknown who would win in the decisive battle between him and the two great Yuan Sages.
In the correspondence between Feng Wuya and Lin Xingyue, he once mentioned the Great Sage of Samsara as "the man closest to that step", which shows how powerful this man is.
The wind and rain in front of him not only developed the reincarnation body to its complete form, but also possesses the rarest and most mysterious time and space avenue in the world. In terms of talent and potential alone, he is probably still above the Great Sage of Samsara, even with Zhong Wen's current situation.
His strength makes his scalp numb and fearful.
Looking around, his eyes swept over Yin Ning'er's pretty face, which was still in shock, and landed on Lin Zhiyun, Li Bing and Liu Qiqi.
Looking at the pale faces of the three women, the painful expressions, and the bright blood stains at the corners of their mouths, a burst of unknown anger welled up in my heart.
"Did you do it?"
When he looked at Feng Qingyu again, the smile on Zhong Wen's face had disappeared, and his voice was as cold as the cold winter.
Feng Qingyu didn't answer, but just hung quietly in the air, with an indifferent expression and cold eyes. Six colors of light shone on his body, which stung everyone's eyes and made it almost impossible to look straight.
A violent aura filled the air between the sky and the earth. It was clear that no one was taking action, but bursts of violent crackling sounds erupted in the sky.
Zhong Wen and Feng Qingyu have fought against each other several times. Although they fought hard every time, they often came back victorious in the end.
However, this time, he felt unprecedented pressure from the other party.
He could defeat even the Seven-Star Sage with one punch, but he no longer had the confidence to win.
The two men were facing off from a distance, their swords were at war, and a suffocating atmosphere enveloped the entire battlefield. Everyone's eyes were nervously watching the pair of men and women who represented the strongest combat power of both sides. They did not dare to take a breath, and even the air was gone.
It seems to be condensed.
"Zhong, Zhong Wen!"
At this time, Yin Ning'er's soft, slightly crying voice suddenly sounded from behind Zhong Wen, "Master, Master, Qiqi and the others..."
"What's wrong?"
Zhong Wen was shocked. He didn't dare to look back under the enemy's gaze, so he could only pretend to be calm and ask softly.
"Their injuries are weird."
Yin Ning'er, who has always been pure and cold, with no expression of joy or anger, actually felt a faint feeling of emotional breakdown, "I, I can't cure it no matter what, not even the Shengsheng Good Fortune Pill..."
By the time she finished speaking, the girl's eyes were already red and she was sobbing. Tears were streaming down her face, turning into two crystal streams on her smooth and white face.
"How long can I hold on?" Zhong Wen's face became increasingly ugly, but his voice was still as warm as the spring breeze.
"I, I don't know either." Yin Ning'er kept her right hand on the ground, controlling countless branches to save lives and injuries. She raised her left arm and wiped the corners of her eyes, shaking her head feebly, "Maybe there is still a moment, or maybe...
"
Although this sentence was not finished, everyone could understand what she meant.
For a moment, it was already the limit of her efforts.
If it is delayed any longer, the lives of Lin Zhiyun and the others may be in danger.
"enough!"
Zhong Wen's eyes shone sharply, as if he had made some determination, and he whispered, "Wait until I come back."
As soon as he finished speaking, phantoms of divine dragons suddenly appeared under his feet, and their figures slowly disappeared from the spot.
Almost at the same time, the real Zhong Wen appeared less than three feet away from Feng Qingyu. He raised his right arm and punched as hard as a dragon out of the sea. The flying dragon was in the sky, carrying the astonishing power of destroying the world and blasting through the ages, towards Feng Qingyu.
The sunny rain beat away hard.
Ever since he entered the world of cultivation, he has never been so ruthless to a stunningly beautiful and half-clothed beauty.
His bad habit of not being able to attack beautiful women when he saw them was finally forcibly reversed when the lives of Lin Zhiyun, Li Bing and others were in danger.
Faced with such a terrifying punch, Feng Qingyu did not dodge, but faced it resolutely with a tall chest.
At the same time, she suddenly waved her jade arm and fired a right hook as fast as lightning.
The white jade-like pink fist shone with dazzling light and headed straight for Zhong Wen.
Facing Zhong Wen's ferocious fists, Feng Qingyu only attacked but not defended, completely in a desperate posture of perishing together.
A look of surprise flashed in Zhong Wen's eyes, and he instinctively raised his left arm to cover his cheek.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, Feng Qingyu's fist hit the outside of Zhong Wen's arm firmly.
However, Zhong Wen's fist seemed to have hit a phantom, piercing through Feng Qingyu's chest. What seemed like an earth-shattering punch actually hit Lonely without making any progress.
In this way, what seemed like a fierce confrontation turned into a one-sided beating for Zhong Wen. Under Feng Qingyu's terrifying fist that contained the power of the six paths, he felt an overwhelming force coming from his arm.
The body involuntarily shot backwards, and soon turned into a small black dot, flying to nowhere.
How can it be!
With the whistling wind in his ears, Zhong Wen was rolling and crawling in the air, in a state of embarrassment, and he couldn't help but feel a turbulent wave in his heart.
It's not like he has never seen a cultivator with the power of space.
One of the Seven Dark Stars, Tianji, who possesses a void body, used similar methods when fighting him, hiding himself in the void, thus becoming immune to all physical attacks except the power of space.
Therefore, Zhong Wen was not surprised that the reincarnation body, which also possessed the power of space, could escape into the void.
However, just now Feng Qingyu's body had hid in other dimensions, but his right fist still existed in the real world, launching a swift and fierce attack on Zhong Wen.
Such an operation is obviously far beyond Zhong Wen's cognition.
Her control over the power of space has actually reached such an extent?
Zhong Wen's fighting mind was so powerful. With a slight twist of his mind, he instantly realized that this young woman in her twenties had actually developed her space power to an incredible level and could control part of her body to escape into the void.
The other one continues to stay in the real world and act as usual.
In this way, when fighting with others, she is the only one who beats others, and no one else beats her. It can be said that she is in an invincible position.
Coupled with the rogue recovery speed of the hell realm, and the terrifying endurance of the hungry ghost realm that absorbs the spiritual power of heaven and earth for its own use, there are almost no blind spots in today's wind and rain, and you are a proper hexagonal warrior.
Could it be that she is the protagonist of this world?
And I'm just a villain's stepping stone that God uses to temper and inspire the protagonist?
The appearance of an immortal, the figure of a devil, the identity of a holy land saint, and unparalleled strength. The wind and rain at this time actually made Zhong Wen involuntarily have such a ridiculous idea.
No matter if she is the protagonist or not!
The woman who hurt me must die!
After a brief absence of concentration, Zhong Wen's eyes once again shone with a sharp and determined light.
He looked around and found that he had been punched by Feng Qingyu and was far away from the battlefield. He no longer knew where he was.
"It's time to let you know how stupid it is to offend a master of weapon refining."
He looked towards the battlefield and murmured in a low voice.
…
After knocking Zhong Wen away with one punch, Feng Qingyu turned his eyes and once again landed on Yin Ning'er, who was trying her best to maintain the lives of the three female saints.
As her eyes swept over her, Yin Ning'er felt her heart tremble, her spine go cold, her delicate body couldn't stop trembling, and a strong sense of despair instantly surged into her heart.
Even Zhong Wen is not her opponent?
Leng Wushuang, Shangguan Junyi, Zheng Yueting and others looked at each other with disbelief on their faces. They could hardly believe what they saw and heard.
Of course they know that although Zhong Wen is still half a step away from the holy path, his own strength has already exceeded the scope of ordinary saints. If he attacks with all his strength, even Lin Zhiyun may not be able to compete with him.
However, the woman in black in the sky not only injured the three saints with her own strength, but also knocked Zhong Wen into a meteor in the sky with one punch, and flew to an unknown place.
Wen Dao, the three saints Ling Xiao and Bing Chi have not returned. At this time, there are no saint-level masters on the coalition side. As long as Feng Qingyu has this idea, she can even take action at will and destroy all the cultivation on this side. They were slaughtered to death.
Protect Ning'er!
The girls of Piaohua Palace looked at each other in tacit understanding, and then they quickly flashed and stood in front of Yin Ning'er. Knowing that they were no match for Feng Qingyu, they still held her and Lin Zhiyun tightly together without hesitation. Protect behind you.
Everyone knows that the coalition's only hope now is that Yin Ning'er can cure Lin Zhiyun and other powerful saints.
No matter how slim the hope is, once something unexpected happens to Yin Ning'er, everything will stop. The imperial family and the major holy places will always be trampled under the feet of the "Dark Temple", and there will never be a chance to stand up again.
“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”
Looking at the girls of Piaohua Palace below who were united and sworn to defend Yin Ning'er to the death, Feng Qingyu's expression remained unchanged and she just uttered four words in an understatement.
The six disks suspended in the air suddenly glowed brightly, and the mysterious cultivator in the center opened his eyes again and looked at the ground.
Including Leng Wushuang and others, all the experts on the coalition side were struck by this sight. They all felt frightened and distracted. Their limbs were stiff and unable to move. They were like fish on the table, and there was no resistance at all. Power.
Is this the power of a saint?
Shangguan Junyi's watery eyes were full of helplessness. When he wanted to fight back, he felt so weak that he couldn't even lift a finger.
She also thought about using the power of space to move Lin Zhiyun and others away. However, under the gaze of the mysterious cultivator, the surrounding space seemed to be imprisoned, and the mysterious void body completely lost its effect.
"Senior Sister Ziyuan, are we going to die now?"
Coral's pretty face turned pale, and her big, smart eyes were full of fear and unwillingness. She asked sadly to Zi Yuan beside her.
"Really." Zi Yuan has experienced despair several times, and her psychological quality is much stronger than hers. However, when death comes, she still can't help but tremble all over. She suppresses the fear in her heart and says, "Junior Sister Coral, you and I If you fight for justice, you will die a worthy death without any regrets."
"But, but, sister, she..."
Coral's heart darkened, and she couldn't help but feel sad when she thought that Thirteenth Niang was also doomed. Her crystal tears couldn't stop falling, like rain hitting banana trees, soaking her delicate cheeks.
"It's over!"
Feng Qingyu opened her lips lightly again, and the six discs behind her suddenly shone brightly, releasing an indescribable aura of destruction, which fiercely covered the coalition forces.
At this moment, despair permeated the hearts of all coalition masters.
The war that determines the order of the world is about to come to an end.
"Why are you in such a hurry to end it?"
A lazy voice suddenly floated into everyone's ears, "The fun has just begun!"
Most of the depression that shrouded everyone's heads dissipated in an instant. Feng Qingyu suddenly raised his head, only to see Zhong Wen's white figure appearing in front of him again at some unknown moment.
At this time, the young man in white is holding a long black knife in his right hand, a golden stick in his left hand, and a gleaming fusiform spiritual weapon under his feet. The divine clothing from top to bottom has actually armed him to the point of teeth.
This chapter has been completed!