Free Web NovelChapter 1696: Chapter 1307: Thirtyfold Subjugating Dragon Unleashed! Twelvefold Mighty Power Breaks the Deadlock!
He suddenly glared with tiger-like eyes, pointed his two fingers at the Purple Robe Scripture King, and yelled fiercely, "Purple Robe Scripture King! Disappear in front of me if you know what’s good for you!"
The Purple Robe Scripture King was enraged, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood in anger, thinking to himself, you Beiqiao Feng aren’t even in the Returning to Truth Realm, yet you’re so arrogant and tyrannical just because you have some strange treasure to support you. Even if he is gravely injured today after several battles, such an insult is absolutely intolerable and must be avenged. Suddenly, he roared furiously, leapt backward, and left a harsh word:
"Qiao Feng! The humiliation of today, my Scripture King will repay tenfold in the future! Let’s wait and see!"
Xiao Feng was startled as he retracted his fingers, then laughed heartily up at the sky, "Cowardly rat! Whenever next time comes, I will surely accompany you! Hahahahaha!"
After speaking, his face suddenly became serious, and his gaze swiftly turned toward the grand Ice Hall ahead.
Almost at the instant he looked over.
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"Stupid girl! Get lost!!!"
An ear-splitting hysterical roar, as if unable to bear it, suddenly emanated from the giant eyeball inside the Ice Hall, which was formed by the powerful Primordial Spirit Power and illusion technique.
Immediately afterward, the Demon Lord Bai Suzhen, enveloped in dense Demonic Qi, let out a muffled groan, blood spilling from her mouth, as she was shaken back by the surging power erupted from within the giant eyeball.
Just this one strike was nearly the limit of what Shakyamuni could bear.
He had already suffered some minor injuries while dealing with capturing Wang Ben and other Qin State soldiers the other day, and then was severely injured by Jiang Dali combined with Sword Saint. Now, he was entirely making a risky move to create an illusion technique space using the God Slaying Tribulation combined with the Shock Eye Tribulation, engulfing Jiang Dali and others, neutralizing their formidable offensive.
But even the illusion technique space had limits, if another Demon Lord Bai Suzhen were to join in, with the strength of his Primordial Spirit, he would absolutely no longer be able to suppress everyone, and he was destined to meet a tragic end.
Meanwhile.
In the illusion technique space created by Shakyamuni’s gigantic eyeball, an unparalleled fierce airflow, accompanied by strong Primordial Spirit Power, rapidly rotated, and one after another blade-like Qi edges swept around Jiang Dali and the four others, colliding rapidly within their body range.
The Undying Yin Zhong was the first to be swallowed in, and his condition was the most miserable at the moment. Even though he had already sacrificed the Netherworld Treasure Sword, he was still covered in blood and flesh, constantly emitting the sound of weapons clashing and piercing into flesh, and his Primordial Spirit was battered to the point of being weakened by Shakyamuni’s God Slaying Tribulation, with his long blood bar only down to one-third.
Jiang Dali, Wu Ming, and Zhang Sanfeng still managed to protect themselves and resist.
But at this moment, seeing Yin Zhong about to be shredded by the violent waves and Primordial Spirit in this terrifying illusion technique space, becoming a human char siu bun, Jiang Dali held back no longer, let out a long howl, his previously accumulated momentum surged heavily, frantically exploded, entering the Li Wuqiong state of twelve times power of life and death...
"Strength!!!"
Jiang Dali’s eyes instantly shot out three feet of light like torches, his hair, like golden silk, stood up one by one with a bang, his rough skin with black-gold patterns beneath bulged with blue veins ready to burst, every muscle knotted like dragons, and the external injuries he had suffered earlier rapidly healed under the swiftly gathered power—
The boundless power within, like a raging sea, exploded violently.
A tail like golden lightning suddenly flashed out from his back...
"Clang clang clang clang!"
Numerous sharp Qi forces collided with his exterior, failing to reach his skin before being scattered by the powerful Protective Gang Qi.
Strength!
An unprecedented, terrifying power that made even his Li Wuqiong physique, supported by the Mahavira, shudder with fear, violently surged within.
Jiang Dali slowly took a deep breath, his dense golden eyebrows raised, golden tail swaying, his entire body enveloped by the surging fierce aura fluctuation, looking up into the dark space with a wild gaze, grinning, "Shakyamuni! This punch of mine is going to hurt you deep to the bone!"
Whoosh!
He suddenly struck out a punch, his thick fist like a mountain-shaking giant hammer.
A strong Spiral Fist Force forcefully formed at the fist’s edge, like creating a white dragon drill, erupted with a sharp screech, violently crashing upward.
Buzz! ——
The numerous Qi forces above were directly torn apart and scattered.
The illusion technique space violently shook.
The surface of the giant eyeball instantly revealed an exaggerated bulging Fist Mark.
"Ah!!"
Shakyamuni cried out in pain, his mind wavering.
Before he could stabilize his state again.
More ferocious Fist Force, like a storm, exploded.
"Boom boom boom boom boom!!——"
The entire body of muscular Jiang Dali went completely berserk, and with the support and drive of the golden tail, his body, like a golden lightning releasing infinite strength, blitzed through the black illusion space with track lines woven into a net, his surging Fist Force like the rolling Yangtze River, like the raging great river, transformed into streams of Qi Force, roaring and bombarding wildly.
Boom boom boom!——
Accompanied by Shakyamuni’s unbearable painful howl, the surface of the giant eyeball instantly protruded with dozens or hundreds of terrifying Fist Marks.
The pressure within the space was instantly taken on solely by the completely berserk Jiang Dali alone.
The pressure on Wu Ming, Zhang Sanfeng, Yin Zhong, and others sharply dropped.
The three did not care about their shock, and immediately followed, launching a do-or-die offensive.
"All Swords Return to the Sect!"
Wu Ming let out a long howl, both hands, and fingers forming swords, his body spinning like a gyroscope, his hands’ sword fingers instantly shooting out countless fierce Sword Qi like rain or lightning, matching each of Jiang Dali’s Fist Marks, impacting the barriers of the illusion technique space.
Zhang Sanfeng stepped on the Tai Chi Bagua, his palms embracing a circle, his burly figure stepping to the four positions of the Bagua, walking the Taoist esoteric principle of Tai Chi birthed Four Symbols, Four Symbols birthed Eight Trigrams, also known as the legendary Yu Step of the Great Yu—Yuyuxing alone!
His figure instantly became blurred, simultaneously appearing in twenty-eight positions, forming the Twenty-Eight Star Constellations, then instantly, following the tracks of the Fist Skill, transforming into eight positions, forming a massive Eight Diagram.
The next moment the Eight Diagram rapidly spun, four positions emitted brilliant light, resonating with roars of beasts and cries of birds, forming the Four Spirits Illusion.
Roar!
Azure Dragon charges out!
White Tiger leaps!
Vermilion Bird dances!
Xuanwu lurks!
The moment Four Spirits Illusion charged out, four lights converged into a mixed pattern—Tai Chi Yin and Yang!
Black and white Yin Yang Fish, at the instant of touching the dark space, precisely matched with Wu Ming’s Sword Qi, Jiang Dali’s Divine Fist, converging at one point, forming Zhang Sanfeng’s double fists!
The offensive of the three at this moment, unprecedentedly coordinated, perfectly fused their spirit together!
Silently!
The black illusion technique space vibrated rapidly, as if a gigantic stone were thrown into a calm lake, rippling waves.
Soon after——
With a roar, the black space directly exploded, along with Shakyamuni’s shrill scream.
A huge bright light instantly appeared!
Terrifying power fluctuations, like a volcanic eruption, recklessly surged, completely tearing the giant eyeball, spreading and exploding toward the entire Ice Hall.
Bang!——
A figure’s body suddenly appeared out of thin air, then immediately exploded into a massive cloud of blood mist, the extremely long blood bar above fell like a waterfall into an abyss.
Four figures instantly charged out of the blood mist...
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