Chu Ge looked at Zhan Xing quietly, his eyes as calm as water and as deep as the starry sky. After defeating Zuo Qiuming, Chu Ge carried that invincible terrifying aura and maintained his peak state.
He wants to fight Zhan Xing in this peak state!
First, overwhelm the opponent with momentum.
However, Chu Ge was wrong.
He underestimated war punishment.
Under the gaze of tens of thousands of monks on the sword platform, Zhan Xing stood up slowly. The moment he stood up, Chu Ge's momentum was shattered!
Boom!
It was as if a heavy giant sword was slowly being pulled out of its sheath, revealing its hidden peerless edge. The astonishing sword light that burst out in an instant was enough to open up the world.
The punishment of war is the unsheathed ancient sword.
Chu Ge's face was solemn. There was no doubt that Zhan Xing's strength was more terrifying than Zuo Qiuming's, but Chu Ge had no choice but to fight!
"Brother, we must kill him!" Zhan Xing said fiercely, looking at Chu Ge with a look of vicious jealousy. It was only because of Chu Ge that Bian Xiaoxiao left him!
He wants Chu Ge to die!
He was tortured but did not speak.
He smiled slightly, then stepped lightly and walked toward Chu Ge.
Chu Ge felt great pressure!
The pressure from war torture.
"Your strength is really beyond my expectation. If I give you another year of growth, maybe you can be on par with me, but as of now, you are definitely no match for me."
Zhan Xing's words were plain, as if he was telling something that was already destined, "I think you have outstanding talent, so if you kneel down and kowtow to my brother three times, I will spare your life, how about that?"
Chu Ge smiled.
"At this moment, I want to recite a poem." Chu Ge squinted his eyes, "In the past, there was an old friend who was as cunning as you, but now there is five feet of grass on the grave."
"What a poem, what a poem!" Ye Fan clapped his hands and laughed.
"Excellent poetry!" Ao Jiu beat the gongs and drums.
The monks at the sword platform also burst into laughter, and for a moment, there was a cheerful atmosphere.
But being teased by Chu Ge, Zhan Xing had a gloomy face, sneered, looked at Chu Ge with murderous intent, and shouted: "Since you are looking for death, then I will help you!"
boom!
After saying that, Zhan Xing took the lead.
He looked indifferent, stepped lightly with the sole of his foot, and in a flash, his body turned into an afterimage, tearing apart the space, and rushed directly towards Chu Ge. The speed was the same as that of Zuo Qiuming at the peak of Burning Blood.
In comparison, they are only slightly inferior.
Chu Ge was startled and retreated hastily.
When Zhan Xing saw the situation, he punched out.
There is nothing fancy about this punch, but its power has an invincible aura, as if all the gods and Buddhas standing in front of the fist will fall under this punch.
The battle punishment at the pinnacle of the Other Shore Realm is definitely extremely difficult to deal with.
Chu Ge has surpassed two levels, and his combat power has reached the peak of the other side realm, but the battle punishment is a real realm. At this time, his cultivation level explodes, causing an extremely terrifying celestial phenomenon!
A giant like an iron tower loomed behind its shoulders.
On the surface of the iron tower giant's body, there are ancient mantras that appear, which are so obscure and profound that ordinary people will feel their eyes stinging just by looking at them.
"When the six dharmas return to zero, my body will never be destroyed!"
Zhan Xing burst out shouting, and the moment he punched, the iron tower giant behind him also punched!
"Cyclone, break!"
The five cyclones in Chu Ge's body were opened at the same time, and the strongest power was circulated. The dragon-patterned golden body, star punishment footwork and other techniques were all activated by Chu Ge. In an instant, Chu Ge's state reached its peak again.
Faced with the terrifying power of Zhan Xing, Chu Ge also punched out.
Boom!
The iron fists of the two collided, and suddenly, a terrifying storm, centered on Chu Ge and Zhan Xing, broke out on the sword platform and directly swept the monks into it.
"This guy can actually compete with Zhan Xing!" Huo Ling'er was shocked. Along the way, Chu Ge shocked her too much. Every time she thought Chu Ge was at the end of his rope, Chu Ge showed stronger strength.
This made Huo Ling'er wonder, where is this guy's limit?
Has he been hiding his true strength?
With the same mentality, there is our Miss Bian Xiaoxiao. She gritted her teeth, like an angry tigress, her two beautiful eyes stared at the battle between the fields, locked on the figure that made her resentful, and silently watched.
Cursing in my heart: "Loss, lose, lose, lose quickly!"
For a long time, Chu Ge and Zhan Xing were still fighting fiercely. Both sides seemed to be enjoying the fight. You came and I went back and forth, endlessly.
Bian Xiaoxiao sighed: "Battle punishment is too weak. It seems that only I, the eldest lady, can end Chu Ge personally. Hum! If I, the eldest lady, practice seriously, I will surpass Chu Ge every minute!"
Among the four wonderful flowers in the outer sect, the one with the highest talent is not Xiao Ling, let alone Huo Ling'er, but Bian Xiaoxiao.
But Bian Xiaoxiao is the weakest among the four!
There is only one reason, laziness.
Bang!
In the void, two figures were staggered.
Zhan Xing showed a ruthless look: "If that's all you can do, then I'll win!"
"Bring the horse over here." Chu Ge said calmly.
With a cold snort, Zhan Xing slowly clenched his palms together, and an evil aura filled his body.
Chu Ge's pupils narrowed.
He saw a purple-black power slowly overflowing from his body. It was a very strange power that Chu Ge had never seen before.
Zhan Xing's clenched palms suddenly stretched out, and a purple-black flame was burning between his palms. However, the breath of the flame was not hot, but exuded a cold breath, which really made people feel uncomfortable.
People are strange.
"Strange fire?!" Everyone was shocked.
It is said that there are thirty-six kinds of heavenly flames in the world, and each flame has extremely mysterious abilities.
In fact, what Chu Ge didn't know was that strange fires had appeared as early as Yunhuang.
At that time, Chu Ge was in Wanjian Cliff, and Xu Longxiang, Yang Xian, Gu Yan and others participated in the disciple trial. Among them, Gu Yan was the Pure Lotus Demon Fire among the thirty-six kinds of strange fires.
"There are six types of the thirty-six kinds of flames in heaven, namely heavenly fire, fairy fire, holy fire, spiritual fire, earthly fire and demonic fire. The strength of these six kinds of strange fires is not accurately divided. It depends on what the strange fire is.
And to what extent it has grown.”
A monk explained to everyone the matters related to the strange fire. He stared at the purple-black flames of Zhan Xing for a long time before saying in surprise: "If I remember correctly, this is the evil spirit fire!"
Earth evil spirit fire?
Everyone looked at Zhan Xing in shock.
The Earthly Evil Spirit Fire possesses the energy of Earthly Evil. It is said that it was born in the place where the evil energy is thickest for hundreds of thousands of miles underground. It absorbs the evil energy from heaven and earth and is just conceived. It has extremely powerful killing power and is a must-have golden finger for monks to kill people at higher levels.
Zhan Feng ignored the gazes of others and laughed heartily with deep pleasure.
He seemed to have seen the scene of Chu Ge's death.
To him, that was really a wonderful thing.
"The Earth Fiend Spiritual Fire was something I obtained half a year ago. With it, I can become a Dzogchen monk in the Other Side Realm, and I can fight with it!" Zhan Xing sneered, "Chu Ge, you are just a little monk in the early stage of the Other Side Realm.
, why are you fighting with me! What capital do you have!"
When the last two words fell, Zhan Xing waved his sleeves, and saw the purple-black flames all over the sky, overwhelmingly covering Chu Ge, like a sky curtain, making Chu Ge unable to escape!
Chu Ge is going to be defeated!
All the monks sighed.
Although everyone thought that Chu Ge was going to lose, including Ye Fan, Ao Jiu and other monks from the Xuanyun Mansion, no one thought that Chu Ge could still win.
When the earth evil spirit fire rushed towards him, Chu Ge held onto the Yitian Sword.