Chu Li and Sun Mingyue stood on the top of the mountain, looking down at the fierce battle in the valley.
They looked at the twenty-five old men from Da Guangming Peak, who were so powerful that they directly broke through the combined attacks of eight people, and then broke through the combined attacks of the remaining people. The eight combined formations in front of them were as if they were made of paper, without any hindrance.
, failed to exert its power at all, and was defeated by the twenty-five elders of Great Guangming Peak.
Sun Mingyue nodded lightly: "It really works. Is the power of the sky-peeping technique so amazing?"
If it was really so powerful, Tianji Pavilion would have been the king and hegemony for a long time. How could it still be inferior to the eight major sects?
Chu Li said: "The Heaven-Seeing Technique is powerful, but without enough practitioners, it is useless no matter how powerful it is. The one who does it is the Great Guangming Peak."
"That's true." Sun Mingyue nodded.
Seeing the twenty-five-year-old defeating all the guards and surrounding Zhong Wancheng, Sun Mingyue said: "This time we are sure of it, right?"
Chu Li shook his head: "Then you are looking down on Zhong Wancheng."
"Huh——?" Sun Mingyue turned to look at him.
Chu Li said: "Zhong Wancheng is a top master who has hidden himself secretly. He has practiced a certain secret technique."
"What's going on?" Sun Mingyue asked.
Chu Li pointed below: "You'll know after you take a look."
"Then why don't you point it out to them?" Sun Mingyue frowned.
Chu Li smiled and said, "It's already mentioned in the brochure."
Sun Mingyue stared at him, shook her head and looked down.
Facing the twenty-five people who were staring closely at him and slowly approaching, Zhong Wancheng said in a deep voice: "What a Holy Sect of Light. It seems that you have secret spies beside me, and you have a glimpse of the mystery of the Eighth Formation."
"You surnamed Zhong, come and accept your fate!" The elders shouted and started to take action.
They were divided into three levels, with six people on the innermost level attacking at the same time, all using palm techniques.
"Bang bang bang bang..." Zhong Wancheng faced their attacks without dodge. He stood there with his usual expression and looked at them with a sneer.
Everyone frowned and hit him with their palms. It was as if they had entered an empty iron pillar. They felt no obstruction at all, and it was extremely stable and could not even shake him.
After attacking the first level, follow through and attack the second level.
"Bang bang bang bang..." Continuous palm strikes hit him, and the third layer followed closely. He was like an old tree in a storm, about to be destroyed at any time.
But no matter how fierce the storm was, it was not destroyed. Instead, it was extremely resilient and remained standing.
Sun Mingyue frowned and pondered, thinking about what kind of martial arts this was. No matter how strong he was in practicing Kung Fu, he still couldn't withstand the violent attacks of so many masters. These are the top-notch masters in Tianwaitian, with more than two hundred years of cultivation.
It's so deep and pure that even she can't directly challenge it.
Zhong Wancheng had a calm expression on his face, as if he was enjoying himself. He smiled and shook his head. He only responded to the palm force attacking his head and gently deflected it. He ignored the other palm forces and allowed them to hit his body.
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This aroused the people in Da Guangming Peak to become even more crazy, and their palm power became violent like a tide.
Chu Li turned around and said, "Could it be because of Tianshuang's treasured clothes?"
"It's very possible." Sun Mingyue nodded.
As soon as the two of them finished speaking like this, they saw the elders of Da Guangming Peak begin to draw their weapons, some wielding swords and some holding knives, and they all stabbed him.
"Ding ding ding ding..." But he saw a flash of swords and swords flashing by, and all the weapons that hit his body flew back more than ten meters away, and the sound of "choking" falling to the ground could not be heard.
Sun Mingyue frowned even more tightly.
This Zhong Wancheng is like a tortoise shell. It cannot be hurt by the palm force and cannot be used by the sword. It is indeed an anomaly.
She turned around and said, "This is Xuanwu magic!"
Chu Li raised his eyebrows: "Xuanwu magic?"
"The Xuanwu Magic of Dazheng Xuanwu Mountain, I didn't expect Zhong Wancheng to be a disciple of Dazheng Xuanwu Mountain!" Sun Mingyue said with a serious face: "You don't know such important news!"
Chu Li said thoughtfully: "No wonder it's so powerful. This Xuanwu magic is really amazing. It's scary to be able to block ten people. It's unbelievable that he can block the siege of so many people."
This kind of defense has reached the level of a god, and it is beyond imagination for the masters of Tianwaitian to do it. Chu Li asked himself that he could not bear to stand in the same place and be besieged like this, even if he had the Ksitigarbha wheel sutra and the devil's spirit-devouring technique.
Sun Mingyue said: "Don't you want to practice to become a god? The Xuanwu magic skill must be practiced. He may have reached the level of perfection at this level."
Chu Li smiled: "Then I should ask you for advice."
"But no matter how powerful the Xuanwu magic is, it can't be blocked forever." Sun Mingyue said: "He can't hold on for long."
Chu Li nodded.
But contrary to their expectations, Zhong Wancheng was unexpectedly strong. He was besieged by twenty-five people for an hour, but he did not appear to be injured at all. Within this hour, most of his guards recovered.
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A melee broke out.
After they switched to other formations instead of using the eight-unit formation, their power was greatly increased. The advantages of the people at Da Guangming Peak were gradually lost. Zhong Wancheng consumed so much of their internal energy that they actually felt that their internal energy was not enough.
Only then did they discover the strangeness of Zhong Wancheng's technique. It consumed extra internal energy. With one palm strike, the internal energy consumed was several times the normal amount. For an hour, it felt like the building was empty.
Zhong Wancheng's eyes were shining, his face was red, and he seemed to be getting more and more energetic. He burst into laughter from time to time, which was so joyful that it was hard to describe.
"It's been a long time since I've been hit so hard, so good! So good!" He laughed and waved his palm to block the attack on his head. As for the sword, it had all been knocked away, making it impossible to get close to him.
The palms of the people at Da Guangming Peak became soft, as if they were about to fall down at any time, as if a gust of wind could blow them over.
"Withdraw!" Chang Lao sighed.
Everyone nodded, turned around and left.
"Want to leave?!" Zhong Wancheng snorted: "It depends on whether I agree or not!"
His body suddenly swelled and expanded in a circle, his beard and eyebrows turned black, and the wrinkles on his face quickly faded, as if he had become a hundred years younger. Suddenly, the palm of his hand passed by, followed by a roar, which was extremely shocking.
"Bang bang bang bang..." Everyone in the Great Bright Peak flew out one after another.
After falling to the ground, he was immediately gushing blood, his breath was dying, and his life was in danger.
They were so afraid that they took out the porcelain bottle and swallowed the marrow-replenishing pill.
Chu Li looked at Sun Mingyue: "If we don't take action, they will really be doomed."
"Let's go." Sun Mingyue nodded.
The two of them suddenly flashed and appeared in front of Zhong Wancheng.
Zhong Wancheng's expression suddenly became serious, he took a step back and looked at the two of them sternly.
He had not noticed the approach of the two men before, but when he discovered it, every hair on his body stood on end, and his whole body felt cold. His intuition, honed from countless lives and deaths, told him to run away quickly.
"Who are you?" Zhong Wancheng silently mobilized all his inner strength to prepare to perform a set of escape techniques.
Sun Mingyue said: "You don't need to know!"
She patted it lightly with her back palm.
Zhong Wancheng suddenly turned into a shadow and became blurry, and the next moment he appeared a hundred meters away.
Sun Mingyue followed closely behind, and the white jade palm fell lightly on his back.
"Bang!" There was a loud noise.
Zhong Wancheng's figure suddenly accelerated and disappeared again.