The reason why Fenkong used the Buddha's Fury Fist was based on the power of the small world behind him.
And Chen Huaian's sword curtain Li Yuan also uses his own small world as the core of power. Now, with the effect of Li Yuan's powerful move, compared to combining the power of the two small worlds into one, and then smashing it back in the form of Buddha's wrath fist, the speed is more than twice as fast as the Buddha's wrath fist that Fen Kong Shang activated?
With a loud explosion, the flaming fist suddenly smashed down.
A shock wave that was a hundred feet high spread out, carrying mud, sand, and vegetation, but was blocked by Chen Huai'an's sword curtain, which was as steady as a city wall.
Except for Qingshuitan and Fenkong Shangzhi, everyone else was unharmed.
[Boy, aren’t you Li Yuan, who is just beginning to learn the ropes? 】
Zhang Yibai’s shocked voice rang in his mind: [You have already mastered the Li Yuan that the master just taught you? 】
[And you said you don’t have a golden finger! I don't believe you at all, you little brat is so bad! You are deceiving my thousands-year-old comrade! 】
"Brother, you misunderstood. This is not a golden finger, but my Taoist body - Yuanzun Taoist body."
Chen Huaian looked serious and solemn, because the old monk Fenkong was not dead after being hit.
【What? ! You actually have the Yuanzun Taoist body! ! ! 】
"Yeah, is this body rare? It feels very ordinary~"
Chen Huaian heard the sound of someone taking a breath in his head.
And Fenkong has already integrated the power of his own small world into his body and condensed it into a giant Buddha a hundred feet high.
[Yuan Zun Daoti, you are actually Yuan Zun Daoti! 】
Old Zhang babbled on and on: [You know, the first person in the Cang Yun Realm to become an immortal was Yuan Zun Dao Ti. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the number one immortal. Now in the immortal world, he is probably already an immortal king or immortal emperor level being...which means that the probability of you becoming an immortal is very high! 】
"Immortal King, Immortal Emperor?" Chen Huaian blinked: "Is it possible that there have been no immortals from the upper realm in the history of Cangyun Realm for tens of thousands of years?"
【No. 】 Zhang Yibai denied it firmly: [There should be a barrier between the Cangyun Realm and the Immortal Realm. Any immortal who has successfully ascended to the immortal world cannot cross this barrier. Your Excellency thinks this is a good thing. If the immortals can descend to the mortal world at will, won’t the Cangyun Realm be in chaos? 】
"Can the cultivators of the Cangyun Realm contact the immortals of the Immortal Realm?"
【뀪Previous ability. Zhang Yibai's tone was a little uncertain: [Your Excellency, I remember that a long time ago, I could hear many interesting stories about cultivators obtaining magical skills and secret manuals through dreams from the ancestors of the immortal world. Since there is a legend, it must not be groundless. It's just that I haven't heard of similar rumors in the past few thousand years. 】
"Is there any reason?" Chen Huaian asked.
[No, it happened very suddenly... and the number of cultivators who ascended to immortality has been decreasing. Up to now, no cultivator has succeeded in ascending to immortality for thousands of years. 】
Chen Huaian smiled and said suddenly: "I could contact you before, but now I can't. No immortals have come down from above. Is there a possibility that all the immortals above are dead. So there is no news at all?"
Zhang Yibai was silent for a while after hearing this.
It seems that he is seriously considering the feasibility of this sentence.
"Brother, I was just joking."
Chen Huaian held the Chenjiang Sword in both hands, his aura condensed to the extreme.
The Buddha that Fenkong had transformed into had already slapped over with one palm.
The golden Buddha's palm carried a force that could cause the sky to collapse and split apart, and it really did resemble the palm of Tathagata Buddha holding up the sky.
At this moment, the state of Master Fenkong is not the law of heaven, but the real body of the Buddha condensed by the power of the small world. Chen Huaian can't tell which Buddha it is, after all, the transformation of the two worlds is not the same.
But one thing is certain.
A Buddhist practitioner in the Cave Void Realm would absolutely risk his life to use this move, and he could indeed have the aura of a true Buddha.
[Boy, don't be fooled by the fact that Fen Kong seems to be so powerful. Although I can't see the situation on the outside, I can vaguely feel that Fen Kong is already at the end of his strength. You just need to find his flaw and break it with one sword! 】
Hear what Zhang Yibai said.
Chen Huaian, who originally wanted to draw his sword and fight back, narrowed his eyes.
Weakness attack?
Who wants to go through so much trouble when they can defeat the enemy so easily?
There is no sword style in the Qinglian Sword Canon that can see through the enemy's weaknesses.
However, in other words, seeing through weaknesses is nothing more than a matter of time. If time can be slowed down, even the most perfect moves will reveal flaws.
Chen Huai'an's heart was as clear as a mirror, and he stood with a sword on his back.
The moment he closed his eyes, heavenly music sounded from the sky.
"The moon of the past is no longer visible today, but this moon once shone on the past!"
Sword Style Six – The Moon Shining on the Past and Present.
As soon as the words fell, a ray of moonlight enveloped the sunlight, and the surroundings were clear and all wrapped in silver-white light. From a distance, the sky seemed boundless like a mirror.
And in the mirror.
Both Monk Fenkong and the cultivators watching the battle behind Chen Huaian's sword curtain became extremely slow.
Chen Huaian opened his eyes and stared at Fenkong.
In Fenkong, he vaguely saw the life journey of this monk from a young novice to the holy elder Fenjing step by step. He chanted in the temple, practiced standing meditation, and constantly improved his own shortcomings until he entered the realm of Dongxu and was able to condense the golden body of Buddha.
The light and shadow of these fragments passed through Chen Huaian's mind in the blink of an eye.
Looking at Fenkong Shang again, two scarlet lines were connected from the palm of the Buddha to the chest, and the two lines were intertwined at the wrists, shaking like water waves.
The palm slowly fell.
And Chen Huaian just took a step forward.
He raised his arm, swung his sword, and lightly tapped the intersection of the red lines.
The palm that contained the power of heaven and earth made a "hiss" sound.
Like a piece of torn paper, it broke with a sound.
The world where time slows down only exists in Chen Huaian's perception.
In fact, the speed of time does not change.
In the eyes of the surrounding monks, the sky shook when the palm fell, but Chen Huaian only took a step forward and handed out a sword, and the palm was picked up by the flash of sword light and fell into pieces in the smoke, dust and sand.
"This move... is very powerful."
Chen Huaian glanced at Fen Kong who looked stunned.
He glanced at the blue bar that was missing one third of its size.
Although this skill is good, it is not used often.
The golden body of Buddha condensed by Fenkong had his palm cut off.
The world's energy continued to flow out from the gap.
He immediately removed the Buddha's golden body, only to see that the small world behind him was missing a corner and full of cracks. This was a serious injury to the foundation of a cultivator in the Cave Void Realm.
As expected.
Fenkong covered his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The old face showed a look of dejection.
"Your swordsmanship... can actually see through illusions?"
"No." Chen Huaian shook his head and chuckled, "The Lord just stepped on time and saw through your life."
Fenkong 놌Shang's face changed drastically, as if he had thought of something.
There was no longer any desire to stay and fight.
He took out a purple-gold cassock and covered himself with it. The next second, he disappeared from his original place.
"It's useless." Chen Huaian silently looked at the place where Fenkong Shangyuan was standing, and there was only air left. "Since the Lord has seen your whole life, unless you are one level higher, you will never be able to avoid the Lord's sword!"
"The bright moon rises from the Tianshan Mountains, amidst the vast sea of clouds."
He did not draw his sword.
There was just a touch of moonlight rising up from under my feet.
"The wind blows for tens of thousands of miles, passing through Yumen Pass."
The fairy sound fell.
The moonlight rose high into the sky, chasing after the sky thousands of miles away.
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