"Dharma Body!"

"The Brahmin is here! This is the master's fighting Dharma body!"

"After thirty years, I saw Master's fighting Dharma body again!"

"As soon as the battle Dharma body comes out, you will lose if you win Yue!"

"The combat Dharma body represents the highest combat power of the master. Ying Yue is going to lose now, and he is still a crushing defeat!"

Seeing his master turning into a monster with three heads and six heads, the four demigods were not shocked, but were extremely excited, with brilliant eyes.

Only they know what the master of the Three Heads and Six Lords represents!

"Three heads and six arms, not only have two more heads and four arms, but also three times more combat power than the master!"

"Three times! It's a full three times!"

"Hehe, the winner is going to lose..."

At this moment, the Brahmin's arms became twenty or thirty meters long, and in the blink of an eye, they came to Ying Yue, then clenched their fists, turned into two shells, and shot them hard at Ying Yue.

As we passed by, rubbed the air, we made a shrill sound boom.

Sound boom means that the speed of the fist breaks through the speed of sound!

How amazing is this?

You should know that even a supersonic fighter can't break through the sound barrier by flying over twenty meters. That means you have to fly far away, continue to accelerate, and then you can break through the sound barrier.

Like the Brahmin, his fists flew more than 20 meters and broke through the speed of sound, which is terrible. It not only means that his body is very strong, but also means that his power has reached a terrifying level.

It is enough to penetrate the tank with one blow and explode the warships!

"boom--"

Faced with these unparalleled two punches, Ying Yue's eyes were sharp, and the Ruyi stick waved out and collided with his fist.

"Buzz--"

It was as if a sledgehammer hit the bronze bell, and a loud sound like a huge bell was heard. The terrifying sound waves spread out one after another, instantly spreading over a radius of more than ten kilometers.

"ah--"

Many disciples on Brahmin Mountain were as if struck by lightning, and instantly hugged their heads and screamed. The myth was fine, but they were only staring at them, and they felt extremely uncomfortable.

The master was in trouble, his ears were bleeding and his face was pale. As for the master, he was even more bleeded by the seven orifices, fainted and did not know what to do.

The birds and animals on the mountain were even worse and were directly shocked to death!

After the sound waves dissipated, the myths looked up and saw an incredible scene. After a collision, Ying Yue and the Lord of God flew backwards at the same time.

The Lord of God retreated for 10 or 20 meters, but Ying Yue just staggered a few times and retreated for seven or eight meters away.

In the first collision, the right and wrong are immediately judged!

"this……"

The 81 venerables could not accept this result and could not believe it: "Is the power of winning the surname stronger than the God Lord?"

"How is this possible?"

The four demigods looked at each other, their faces full of horror.

The Lord of God is a god, and he is a physical body and becomes a god. Although he is not a power type, how can Yingyue just a demigod, how can he overwhelm the Lord of God in terms of power?

What's more, at this time, the Lord of God had already used his combat magic body and reached the strongest strength, but he actually lost to Ying Yue?

impossible!

This is absolutely impossible!

At this moment, the Brahmin himself was even more like seeing a ghost: "Why are your power so strong? Why?"

Ying Yue smiled arrogantly: "I admit that you are better than me in the competition in the Divine Realm, but it would be too ridiculous if you want to compete with me!"

The Wanmu Changqing Art, three points to practice within and seven points to practice outside, Ying Yue’s strongest thing is not magic or magical power, but this ice-skinned and jade-bone-glazed body.

In the middle stage of the Jindan, he could kill a demigod like Steelerson, who had an extremely perverted physical body. Now that he has reached the late stage of the Jindan, his physical body has been increased several times.

In addition, the magic weapon Ruyi stick weighing hundreds of pounds, and the power generated by stacking them in pairs is unparalleled. It is not unreasonable to defeat the Brahmin's fist!

The Brahmin's eyes flashed, their eyes were as gloomy as water, and they asked in a low voice: "Have you improved recently, or have you been hiding your weakness?"

“Is this important?”

Ying Yue smiled indifferently and said disdainfully.

The Brahmin was slightly surprised, then clenched his fists and said, "Ying Yue, you are indeed very strong, but it is still a little short of competing with me!"

"Swish swish swish swish--"

The cold voice was still echoing in the void, and the sharp sonic boom sounded again. This time the power was even more amazing. The Brahmin actually punched six times at once.

Six fists flew together, turned into six shells, forming a regular hexagon, and squeezed towards Ying Yue. In a flash, they cut through the sky and appeared in front of Ying Yue, and the speed was extremely fast!

When they shot to Ying Yue, they gathered together and turned into a fist, and their power suddenly overlapped together!

"How about two punches? So what about six punches?"

Ying Yue smiled disdainfully, 639 muscles in his body trembled instantly, and the force gushed out, superimposed together, and instantly acted on his arms.

In an instant, Ying Yue's arms swelled around, and the blue veins were bulging, and the blood vessels were clearly visible, and the blood was like a whistling river in the Yangtze River.

"Break it for me!"

Ying Yue shouted, and Ruyi Bang hit the bombarding fist, "Crack", as if a comet hit the earth, and in the collision, the heaven and earth were like thunder.

The powerful sound wave swept out again, stirring the sea water, forming a more terrifying tsunami than before, sweeping towards all directions with the collision point as the center.

The disciples on Brahmin Mountain fell to the ground like harvesting wheat. Except for the myth, the masters could not bear it. They all knelt on the ground, and blood gushed in their seven orifices.

The four demigods standing in the air watching the battle were like small boats in a storm under the impact of the sound waves, retreating again and again, retreating thousands of meters away before staggering to stand firm!

Then, they all looked up one by one and looked at the battlefield in surprise: "Who won? Did the God Lord win?"

At this moment, what they are most concerned about is this issue!

However, someone is destined to be disappointed.

As the sound waves and shock waves dissipated, the two people on the battlefield were exposed.

I saw the Brahmin and Ying Yue flew backwards at the same time. This time, the distance between the two sides flew almost the same, and they flew hundreds of meters at the same time.

"Isn't it right?"

The four of them looked at each other, in amazement, but after they saw clearly, they couldn't help but take a breath.

I saw that the six arms of the Lord of God were trembling slightly, and deep bone-sighted holes were revealed on the fist. Drops of golden blood flowed out of the fist, as if a pebble was smashing into the sea water, making a thud sound.

The blood of the gods is as heavy as mercury, and a drop of blood weighs a few pounds.

"God... the Lord of God was actually injured?"

The four demigods were full of horror and incredible.

As they saw, the Brahmin was indeed injured, and the fist was smashed into the bleeding groove by the Ruyi stick. Although this was a minor injury, it was not serious at all. With the physical fitness of the gods, it would not take long to heal.

But how will this mental impact on them heal in a short while?
Chapter completed!