Free Web NovelChapter 1691: Chapter 1303: Five Thunders Transformation Hand! Obliterate for Me! (Monthly Ticket Bonus)
"Shakyamuni!"
Wu Ming’s eyes were like swords and electricity, staring at Shakyamuni behind the cracked solid ice.
Their gazes met like electric sparks striking!
Crack!—!
The smooth, mirror-like ice cracks suddenly expanded, about to completely pierce through in an instant. Jiang Dali let out a long shout, turned his saber, and fiercely blazing Saber Qi burst forth like a maddened red dragon, slashing towards Shakyamuni’s back.
Facing the sudden approach of Sword Qi and Saber Qi, Shakyamuni remained completely still, eyes behind the Mystic Ice Mask suddenly shifted in two different directions, locking onto the trajectories of both Jiang Dali’s and Wu Ming’s incoming Sword Light and Saber Qi.
In that split second.
The Sword Qi was already three inches from the face, and Saber Qi was one foot from the back, with Zhang Sanfeng and Yin Zhong also locking their Qi Mechanism, seemingly leaving Shakyamuni no way out.
Yet in this impossible situation, he shifted his feet, his body twisting bizarrely like noodles, turning into a circle, as if his bones and flesh had turned into soft, flexible rubber.
Saber Qi and Sword Qi brushed past his cheek and back in an instant.
The Mystic Ice Mask was slashed open with a deep gorge by Wu Ming’s sword finger.
The dragon robe also exploded, consumed by the intense blazing Saber Qi, outer Protective Essence Qi rapidly collapsed, blood spurted from the cut flesh.
A despairingly long blood bar appeared above Shakyamuni’s head, leaving all players witnessing this long blood bar slack-jawed in shock...
Not waiting for Jiang Dali and the others to change their moves.
"Shock!!"
Shakyamuni suddenly let out a low shout, his eyes glaring with veins bulging on his temples, eyes shooting forth sharp gleams, divine light shining.
Shock Eye Tribulation!
The air trembled.
A startling pressure from the Primordial Spirit suddenly spread from Shakyamuni’s eyes.
A special Primordial Spirit illusion made his eyes seem to suddenly enlarge, becoming the eyes of a supreme deity, coldly surveying everyone.
Jiang Dali and Wu Ming both felt their minds shaken, as if falling into a ten-thousand-fathom abyss, into a boundless ice cavern, their actions slowed down by the anomaly in their spirit.
In this moment, Shakyamuni showed no hindrance or delay, his hands rapidly gathered energy forming two black arcs of exploding fierce thunder, ’crackling’ as thunder light arcs flashed wildly, like two expanding sea urchins, exploding towards them.
Emperor Sky Fierce Thunder!
At this critical moment.
Yin Zhong’s tall figure like a Demon God appeared in the battlefield, his arms spread wide, gaze suddenly radiating brightly, fists clenched, he shouted with cultivation, "Thunder!"
Suddenly the air shook violently, a dazzling white light flashed, directly slashing towards Shakyamuni’s right hand.
Tong’s magic!
"Tai Chi Hua Lei!!"
Almost simultaneously, another bomb-like thunder explosion rang above Shakyamuni’s head.
Zhang Sanfeng approached with Stepping into the Formation, sent out a palm, the strong wind blowing making his white hair fly.
Primordial Spirit Power accompanied by Tai Chi Yuan Qi formed a large rotating Taiji Unlimited Diagram, drawing down a pale phosphorescent-like flash thunder from the sky directly towards Shakyamuni.
Palm Thunder!
Boom!—
Four thunders collided together, emitting a thunderous explosion that shook the earth like a mountain collapsing.
In an instant, the battlefield was engulfed in dazzling electric light arcs, numerous collapsing electricity like golden whips lashed out indiscriminately, shaking and shattering layers of ice, terrifyingly.
At this moment, Wu Ming flew back, his mind clearing from the Heavenly Sword state.
Jiang Dali also had the War God Chronicles float in his mind, his spirit instantly uniting with Ten Thousand Transformations and Mysterious Union, swiftly closing the mental gap opened by Shakyamuni.
"Puff!—"
Affected by their recovery, Shakyamuni suffered backlash, his face pale, spewing out a mouthful of hot blood.
Yet in the instant of spewing blood, he, appearing mad, let out a fierce shout, moving to kill:
"Everyone—Get out of the way!!"
As the shout exploded, Shakyamuni’s black hair danced wildly, his palms suddenly turning fiery red like blood, swung independently.
The hot blood just sprayed out exploded with a mighty shock, transforming into blood mist scattering.
’Swish swish swish’ forming a bloody wind and rain, in the blink of an eye, like elongated sharp threads, slicing the air with a shrill whistling, sweeping over everyone like an overwhelming tide.
Evil Blood Tribulation!
Wu Ming tried to perform All Swords Return to the Sect, but felt his Qi-Blood churning inside, Blood God Pill’s power suddenly intensifying attack at that moment, he groaned, suddenly collapsing to the ground.
Zhang Sanfeng, Yin Zhong, and Jiang Dali felt their blood vessels about to burst, their blood flow unexpectedly quickened, movements slowed amidst surging Qi-Blood.
Shakyamuni’s endless layers of bizarre Martial Arts were simply inconceivable, shockingly superb.
"Argh!!—!"
In this critical moment of control over everyone, Jiang Dali suddenly let out a yell, his steel-like blood vessels and muscles bulging high.
Bristling Power Level Mahavira burst forth brilliantly from his muscular and robust body...
"Come on, make me Blood Burst!!"
His thick neck suddenly lifted, veins like steel bars throbbed under the muscles, and his feet exerted force with a fierce burst.
Boom!!!
The solid ice beneath his feet instantly exploded into pieces.
Resembling an indestructible, tyrannical body enveloped with a destructive aura, he directly shattered the blood-colored threads, causing sparks to fly.
Jiang Dali’s clothing was slashed to shreds, ragged like strips of cloth, while the blood bar above his head flashed wildly. Yet his beast-like, oppressive body instantly closed in on the astonished Shakyamuni.
Suddenly twisting his body and stepping forward, a mighty punch came crashing down, the iron fist wrapped in muscles as large as a cauldron, striking fiercely.
"Power!!!"
Boom!!——
It was earth-shattering!
The iron fist swiftly scraped against the air, leaving a faint red, dazzling streak, condensing into a high-pressure air column swollen with almost tangible oppression, fiercely rushing at the shocked and somewhat frantic Shakyamuni.
This punch!
Absolutely cannot be forcibly taken!
However, the overwhelming oppressive force approaching rapidly made it impossible for him to evade promptly, coupled with the depletion of his spirit from using secret techniques, leaving no quick recovery. It seemed only a hard counter remained!
In his heart, Shakyamuni was furious and unwilling, having no choice but to forcefully raise his Qi despite internal injuries, urgently lifting his palms as Thunder Fire entangled them.
"Five Thunders Transformation Hand! Transform it!!"
A massive explosion resounded!
The ground ten feet in front of Shakyamuni cracked open as if blasted by several tons of Thunder Fire, shattering entirely, sending shards of ice flying through the sky like it was an apocalypse...
His body retreated five steps consecutively, each step plunging his foot half a foot into the ground.
By the fifth step, his knees were fully embedded in the shattered ground.
Bang, crack, crack——!!
The ground beneath his feet exploded repeatedly, layers of ice undulating and shattering like waves, caused by the dispersal of the ’fist force’ of Five Thunders Transformation Hand’s deflection into the earth.
Yet, before he could rejoice in dissipating this terrifying fist force, a stronger palpitating sense enveloped his heart, his scalp tingling.
Without needing to look, he knew Jiang Dali’s further assault was incoming.
Hastily, he pushed off fiercely with his feet, springing out from the ground he was ensnared in...
A oppressive and terrifying aura crashed towards him head-on, his heart pounding violently, hair standing on end.
A massive figure enshrouded with black-gold patterns charged rapidly, dense air enveloping him, blowing all surrounding dust and ice shards away.
Suddenly, a missile-like fierce punch came smashing down, the formidable force seemingly compressing an area to the point of explosion!
Shakyamuni barely had time to gather the power of ’Five Thunders Transformation Hand’ once again.
A fist concealed by dense mist of air, compressing it at high speed, struck heavily against his crossed arms.
Crack!!
The massive sound of bones fracturing followed by a wave blasting open.
Shakyamuni spat out blood with a "Wah" sound, his arms caving in, his chest hit into a depression, fracturing, his body flying out like a cannonball, crashing into the ice hall palace wall behind him, the immense impact shattering and collapsing the ice wall inward, the blood bar atop dropping significantly.
This battle, in the span of merely two punches, happened unbelievably fast.
Most didn’t see what happened, only witnessing the moment Jiang Dali burst forth with dazzling white light, his majestic stature turning into a terrifying black-gold domineering color.
Then two blinding lights erupted along with a destructive aura, followed by Shakyamuni flying out like a ball struck away.
Only then did the resulting crash sound of the blows, belatedly begin to resonate... indicating their exchanges were so swift even sound was left far behind.
"Shakyamuni!!! It’s over!"
Jiang Dali let out a long howl, mobilizing the power level Mahayana Unlimited for the third time, his body as robust as intertwined steel cables seemed to swell up, his golden hair rising flamboyantly like flames.
His legs suddenly erupted with immense power, crossing a distance of dozens of yards, his knees like two ferocious battering rams, under countless stunned gazes, aimed directly at Shakyamuni’s spine to crash into.
"Stop!!"
In this unavoidable stampede, a fierce shout sharply resounded from within the ice hall, followed by a figure darting out as fast as lightning, covering the distance of dozens of yards almost in the blink of an eye to the entrance.
Who could possess such unbelievably swift speed?
And what courage does one have to dare intervene at this moment, obstructing Jiang Dali’s certain strike?
Upon hearing that familiar voice, Jiang Dali already knew who it was, not to mention under heaven, who else but the Divine Walk Grand Protector could possess such unparalleled Qinggong speed?
But it didn’t matter!
No matter why Divine Walk Grand Protector intervened, even if the opposition stood before him now, he would crush him along with Shakyamuni into dust!
But ironically, at that precise moment.
The figure of the Divine Walk Grand Protector truly stood before him like lightning, yet unlike imagined, his hand astonishingly held a familiar figure as a human shield...
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