At the same time, while Murong Longcheng was holding back the two Shaolin martial artists at the Celestial Realm, the other masked man in black had already rushed in front of the monk Xuanci and grabbed him with one hand.
"Hiss, hiss."
However, at that moment, two Buddhist beads suddenly shot out from a distance, one towards Murong Longcheng and the other towards the black-clad man who had already rushed to Xuan Ci's side.
The speed was so fast that not only the black-clad man at the late Grandmaster level, but even Murong Longcheng hadn't been able to react.
Just as Murong Longcheng and the masked man in black were about to be struck by the prayer beads, from the southwest, two pebbles simultaneously pierced through layers of space and landed precisely on the two prayer beads.
The moment the two pebbles collided with the two prayer beads, two powerful shockwaves erupted in front of Murong Longcheng and behind the masked man in black, respectively.
Under the special force carried by this wave of energy, Murong Longcheng and the old monk in front of him were both forced to take several steps back, and the masked man in black almost fell to the ground due to the wave of energy.
Taking advantage of this opening, the previously thin monk also flashed to the side of the fat monk, both staring at Murong Longcheng.
But compared to the obese monk, Xuan Ci was not so lucky.
After the masked man in black calmed down, he turned around and grabbed the monk Xuanci from the ground.
At this point, four streams of true energy surged from the ancient temple in the distance. As the true energy of the four old monks surrounded them, they swiftly flew through the air towards the back mountain, as if shrinking the distance between the two places.
From the fluctuations of their true essence, Chu Qinghe and Shui Mu Yin Ji were able to immediately distinguish that the four people were two experts in the mid-stage of the Celestial Realm, one in the late-stage of the Celestial Realm, and one in the perfect stage of the Celestial Realm.
However, just as the four old monks entered the back mountain, from behind the rocks on both sides of the entrance, accompanied by the release of two streams of true essence from the late-stage Celestial Realm, two large handprints, one black and one gold, each five zhang in size, condensed from below and slammed fiercely towards the four old monks in the air.
During the process, strands of the power of heaven and earth continuously gathered from the surroundings and merged into the two true qi palm prints.
Upon closer inspection, who else could it be but Ba Shiba and Si Hanfei?
The two were hiding in such a good position, and the timing of their attack was too subtle.
It happened precisely when these four people were airborne and had no foothold.
Upon realizing something was amiss, the four old monks' expressions changed slightly. They all exerted all their strength, mobilizing their true energy and using their unique skills to blast the two true energy palm prints in the air.
However, one side had been planning this for a long time, while the other side was responding hastily.
Even though the three old monks reacted quickly enough, the amount of natural power they could draw upon with their true essence was still limited.
Even though all four reacted immediately, when the attacks landed on the palm prints on both sides, the released energy and true essence still sent the two monks, who were in the mid-stage of the Celestial Realm, flying, their faces turning pale instantly.
The old monk in the late stage of the Celestial Realm also had a more ruddy complexion, clearly indicating that his internal energy and blood had been severely shaken.
Only the old monk who had reached the pinnacle of the human realm remained calm.
Ignoring their injuries, the four of them took advantage of the sudden surge of air currents and, as their true essence circulated, their bodies plummeted from the sky as if struck by a thousand pounds.
But the moment one of the old monks, who was in the middle stage of the Celestial Realm, touched the ground with both feet, he immediately sensed that something was wrong.
Turning his head, he saw that Pang Ban had somehow appeared above him in the old monk's line of sight.
As he fell, Pang Ban's robes moved without wind, his cloak billowed upwards, and his black hair flew wildly.
As he approached the old monk, Pang Ban gently stepped down with his right foot.
During the process, the purplish-black true essence surrounding Pang Ban also pulled strands of the power of heaven and earth into his body and then into this kick.
Pang Ban's right foot stepped down so slowly that even an ordinary person like Wang Yuyan, who had never learned martial arts, could clearly see Pang Ban's movement.
But at this moment, the old monk knew that Pang Ban's speed was absolutely extreme, which was why his eyes were creating such an illusion.
Furthermore, the old monk had a feeling that no matter which direction he dodged from, he would inevitably be hit by Pang Ban's kick.
Faced with this, the old monk could only grit his teeth and channel all his true energy into his fist, blasting it upwards at Pang Ban in the air.
The next second, as the fist and the sole of the shoe collided in mid-air, the space where the two were located seemed to turn into a calm lake, with ripples spreading out from the point of the fist and foot.
At the same time, the old monk instantly felt two powerful and irresistible forces rapidly flowing from Pang Ban's feet into his fists and then into his body.
The moment these two completely opposite true essences and energy surged into his body, the old monk felt as if two strongmen were pulling him, leaving him at a loss. At that moment, even his true essence didn't know which true essence or energy to fight against.
It gives people a strange, disorienting feeling.
At this moment, in the old monk's sight, Pang Ban in mid-air suddenly lowered his head slightly, and his pair of clear black and white eyes suddenly became as bright and sparkling as purple crystals.
The moment his gaze met Pang Ban's eyes, the old monk felt as if a sharp awl was being violently churning inside his head, causing his vision to go black and his consciousness to involuntarily sink into oblivion.
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