"Bald donkey! Are you serious!" Xiao Long yelled and ran away. Mo Wen chased after him, striking out with palm after palm, causing the ground to tremble.
"Look! There's a fight over there!"
"A monk is chasing Xiao Chen!"
"That's not asking!"
Someone immediately recognized the two of them.
"They are both from Canghai College, why did they start fighting?" someone asked hesitantly.
At this moment, Mo Wen Xiao Long was chasing and escaping, and the ground was covered with wounds. There were huge palm prints on the ground, and even half of a hill was taken away.
Xiao Long was forged by Thunder Dragon, and his clone's speed was extremely fast, but he just kept dodging.
"Thousand Buddha Array!"
Mo Wen clasped his hands together, golden light radiated from his body, and countless giant Buddhas appeared out of thin air in the sky, falling from the sky and trapping Xiao Long in the middle.
"Donor Xiao, it's okay if you don't want to hand over the spirit stone. If you defeat me, the poor monk will retreat."
Mo Wen sat cross-legged in the sky, with Buddha's light overflowing in his eyes.
"I have no money. I only have seven thousand of the best spiritual stones left. How about you take them all?"
Xiao Long simply stopped running and lay on the ground, looking like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.
"Amitabha! There is nothing we can do. I heard that Donor Xiao has unlimited substitutes, so I will kill the substitute and take away your storage ring."
The palm of Mo Wen's hand was shining brightly, and a golden "卍" character appeared on his forehead. The majestic momentum made even Xiao Long feel thrilling.
With this palm strike, not to mention his clone, even the original body of "Thunder Dragon Body Forging" Xiao Cheng will be beaten half to death.
Mo Wen is so powerful! This feeling is even worse than the flesh and blood incarnation of Sikong Sheng!
"Are you really going to kill me?" Xiao Long's pupils shrank. If this palm really struck, the consequences would be beyond what a hundred thousand spirit stones could solve.
Mo Wen raised his hand, the Buddha's light in his palm was so intense that the whole hand turned into gold.
Just when Xiao Long thought that Mo Wen was about to strike down with a palm, Mo Wen suddenly frowned slightly, turned his hand and threw it into the void on the left, colliding hard with a big khaki hand.
"Bang!"
Like a thunderous explosion, a strong wave of air suddenly erupted, and the terrifying concussive force spread wildly in all directions in an arc shape. The trees on the ground were uprooted and the soil collapsed.
"Pfft!"
Even though they were hundreds of meters apart, Xiao Long was still shaken by the air wave and his blood spurted out, and his body was churning.
"So strong!" Xiao Long's heart was shocked. Just a hundred meters of air waves caused him to be injured. If that palm had hit him, he would have been dead.
Mo Wen was shaken and flew backwards, crashing into the ground. After a moment, he became airborne.
Monk Mo Wen's robes were in tatters, blood was hanging from the corner of his mouth, and the Buddha's light on his body was much dimmed.
"Hahahaha! Don't ask, you are no match for me after all!"
Crazy laughter came from the sky, and Sikong Sheng appeared there at some point, with his hands folded in front of his chest, looking up to the sky and laughing wildly.
"It's Sikong Sheng!"
"So strong! I knocked Mo Wen away with just one palm!"
"It's too strong. A month ago, Sikong Sheng was still fighting against Mo Wen. Now that he has broken through to the imperial realm, Mo Wen can't even resist a single palm!"
People in the distance saw the movement here and ran over one after another, making sounds of shock.
Feeling the vast and ferocious aura of Sikong Sheng, like a giant beast in the wild, Xiao Long's expression was extremely solemn.
There is no doubt that he is no match for Sikong Sheng now!
"Amitabha!"
Mo Wen recited in a low voice without saying anything. He closed his eyes, and golden blood flowed from the corners of his mouth and eyes. In an instant, dazzling golden Buddha light emanated from his whole body.
The Buddha's light shines everywhere, and the golden light is endless. Mo Wen sits cross-legged in the sky, like a giant Buddha, shrouded in a sacred Buddha light, and his momentum is rising steadily.
"Oh? Are you desperate so quickly?"
Sikong Sheng sneered, "Your current strength is not much worse than mine before the breakthrough. It's a pity that there is a huge difference between the Imperial realm and Xiantian, so you are no match for me!"
Don't ask as if you haven't heard it yet. Close your eyes and recite the Buddha's words one after another.
"Om mani bei me hum..."
The next moment, countless golden Buddha hands appeared in the clouds above Sikong Sheng's head. Around him, many illusory Buddhas also appeared out of thin air, surrounding him.
A word "卍" appeared on Mo Wen's forehead and he chanted in a low voice.
"Thousand Buddhas Curse to Kill!"
As soon as he said this, those big Buddhas and the Buddha's hands in the sky, carrying the bright Buddha's light, smashed towards Sikong Sheng with unparalleled power.
"Hahaha! A small trick!"
Sikong Sheng laughed wildly, and the muscles all over his body burst out, making the sound of bones rubbing together. His strong body seemed to have grown in size, and an ancient aura emerged. Faintly, a figure appeared behind Sikong Sheng.
A huge shadow of a dragon elephant.
Sikong Sheng stepped forward in the air, rushed out, and punched a giant Buddha with terrifying power of heaven and earth.
"Bang!"
The golden light scattered, and the Buddha was directly smashed.
In the distance, Mo Wen's chest shook, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Sikong Sheng raised his hand and blasted out at the huge Buddha hands that came towards him.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
Those Buddha's hands that could kill the emperor were completely vulnerable to Sikong Sheng's fist, and were smashed to pieces, unable to sustain even half a breath.
There were more and more people watching in the distance, and they were all shocked by this scene.
What a powerful Sikong Sheng! He is ten times and a hundred times more powerful than before!
"Explode!" Sikong Sheng punched out, and the dragon elephant shadow behind him seemed to let out an ancient roar. The giant Buddhas seemed to have undergone a series of explosions, exploding one after another.
"Pfft!" Mo Wen spurted out blood and his breath was so weak.
"Haha! Die!" Sikong Sheng rushed towards Mo Wen.
However, Mo Wen still sat still, still muttering some Buddhist words.
Sikong Sheng suddenly felt something was wrong.
He looked down and saw that right below him, a huge golden Buddha's hand thousands of feet wide rushed up from the soil like lightning, slapping towards him from bottom to top.
"So you still have a backup plan, so what! Break it for me!" Sikong Sheng was about to make a move.
At this moment! An invisible wave spread to him.
Xiao Long's pupils in the distance turned into the color of transparent glass, and the terrifying power of the law of time made Sikong Sheng freeze there instantly.
Everything around Sikong Sheng was still, and the phantom of the dragon elephant behind him also stopped there, motionless, showing a strange frozen state.
This is not over yet!
Xiao Long's eyes condensed, and the power of law spread to the huge Buddha's hand. The Buddha's hand suddenly accelerated and hit Sikong Sheng with three times the power.
"Bang!"
Like a stone being knocked away, Sikong Sheng spun countless times in the air, flying towards the sky, flying farther and farther, and finally turned into a black dot and disappeared into the distance.