Even if Ming Shenzong, under the protection of everyone, only defends but does not attack, and exerts the power of Sword Nine to the extreme, it can only cause heavy damage to Zhan Shence, but it is far from fatal.
By the end of the battle, Ming Shenzong and others had discovered that their violent attacks could no longer completely encircle Zhan Shence. Whether to fight or leave, it all depended on Zhan Shence's will.
Just when everyone thought that their wish to kill Zhan Shence was about to fail, unexpectedly, Zhan Shence was really fired, but he was desperately trying to avenge this blood feud.
There was another roaring and tsunami attack, and almost half of the martial arts arena was crushed to pieces by everyone.
Finally, Purgatory Venerable of Black Purple Lake could not hold on anymore, and fell down under the extremely ethereal Nether Night Palm of Zhan Shence, leaving no trace of his body.
At this point in the battle, the offense and defense have completely changed. With one enemy against four, Zhan Shence has the upper hand.
And as the battle continues, Zhan Shence is convinced that the final victory must belong to him.
Not for anything else, just for myself, Boundless Sea, True Fiend Qi, infinite and inexhaustible.
"Amitabha, fight the benefactor. Up to this point, we are evenly matched. How about we just give up?"
Shanshan Buddha's round, fat head was covered with sweat, and his broad palm pushed out circles of ripples. These ripples seemed to have spirituality. No matter how mysterious Zhan Shence and Nether Night Palm were, they could always be blocked by the ripples.
The price paid is Shanshan Buddha like fine sweat reappearing on a fat head that has not been dried after taking a bath.
"What a joke, kill my three closest confidants, leave more than 20 marks on my body, and then stop there? You thief, you are just dreaming!"
Zhan Shence gave a cold shout, his back trembled like a dragon, his left palm was like a horizontal Jiatai Mountain, he pushed fiercely, and the dense air wall instantly connected with the extinguished air wall, firmly blocking attacks from all directions.
The right palm is as gentle as waves and cotton, like a soft boneless sponge, wandering in the air. Every time it wanders, a wave of air rises, and dozens of air waves surge up.
Ming Shenzong and others' defense line began to completely collapse, and countless dark palm shadows fell overwhelmingly, dying, reuniting, dying again, and reuniting again.
The palm shadow completely shattered the ripples of Shanshan Buddha, formed a huge handprint in mid-air, and pressed it violently.
The exhausted Ming Shenzong closed his eyes and waited for death. Shanshan Buddha, who was soaked all over, fell to the ground. Mr. Su had already collapsed on the ground, his eyes were like blood.
Song Tingshu, who was still lingering on his last breath, suddenly grew in size and shouted, "Infinite and infinite!"
The clothes all over his body were in shreds, and his Bailian-like body was covered with thick veins. With his palms wrapped around him, a thick balloon suddenly appeared on his chest. As his palms rubbed together, the balloon suddenly exploded.
The balloon exploded, and the huge dark palm shadow immediately shattered. The exhausted Song Tingshu was completely unable to control this huge energy. The burst of energy was stunned and flew out into the air, flying in the direction of Zhan Shence.
Zhan Shence smiled coldly, grabbed Song Tingshu's body, shouted loudly, pulled with both hands, and pulled Song Tingshu's body, which was almost Bronze Skin and Iron Bones, into two halves.
Immediately, the big foot suddenly stepped on Song Tingshu's head, which was so painful that it was almost wrinkled into a rag. With a click, the watermelon shattered into pieces, red and white, and shattered all over the ground.
With a snap, a deep pit appeared on the hard rock, and Xu Yi, half buried in it, jumped out.
In the distant battle, when he saw Song Tingshu being captured, he couldn't help but take action.
He didn't feel sorry for Song Tingshu in Zhan Shence's hands, but he felt sorry for the two million gold coins.
At the moment when Zhan Shence tore Song Tingshu apart, Xu Yi finally bounced out. The two-million-gold Wings of the Wind God moved at full speed, and his body was like the wind.
In an instant, he crossed a hundred feet, and at this moment, a sudden change occurred.
There was a loud bang, and the entire Dragon Head Peak was shaken. There was always a strange sound that caused Qi Sea Realm Expert to fight. Seven Fiend Soul Tablet suddenly broke away from the mountain that had been entrenched for hundreds of years. It stabbed and flew into the sky, like black fire burning the sky.
Xu Yi, who was standing in mid-air, quickly retreated, staring at Seven Fiend Soul Tablet leaving the sky, feeling extremely shocked in his heart.
Marquis Anqing is right, the ban has really been broken.
At the same time, on another continent far away from the countless starry sky, the stars were shining brightly, and the blood moon was surveying the sky.
Above a dark and bottomless canyon, countless monsters are lined up on both sides of the canyon, desperately urging the demonic energy.
Even if Soul Sensing Realm, who is at the level of Zhan Shence, is so powerful, he will definitely be shocked and pale.
On both sides of the dark canyon, the endless ridgeline is crowded with all kinds of monsters.
The tiger-like toad, the giant elephant-like wild wolf, the two-headed snake coiled into a hill, all of them are exuding abundant demonic energy. This kind of movement is clearly the ability of at least late stage of Sapience and above.
And the sharp, rough, or strange human language all over the mountains and plains is the most thrilling.
This is clearly a skill that only the great demon Speech Stage can possess.
Even if we gather together Dai Viet and even the five neighboring countries of Dai Viet, I am afraid we will not be able to find a single big demon like Speech Stage.
On top of the top of Cuifeng, which is adjacent to the canyon, a pretty maid in white jumped up and crossed a thousand feet to reach the top of the mountain. She took small steps forward and knelt at the feet of a beauty in white. "Star Lord, Stellar Tunnel have been set up, and the essence of ten thousand demons is gathering. Just wait for the galaxy to open, and you can search for the breath of the young master."
The beauty in white was noncommittal, staring at the light curtain in the middle of the dark canyon, and murmured, "The stars are so open, and the breath is so easy to find, but the space is changeable. Even with my cultivation, I am not sure that I can transport Mo'er to this world."
The pretty maid in white said, "The young master's two life-protecting sticks Golden Feather have been destroyed, which shows that the world is no longer safe. Searching for the young master's aura is a top priority."
The beauty in white nodded slightly and said nothing.
Seven Fiend Soul Tablet dragged the black flames up for a long time. Suddenly, the sky was clear and blank, and a gap suddenly opened for half a day. Then the gap expanded, and a star river appeared. The bright star river suddenly shot out a dazzling beam of light, hitting Seven Fiend Soul Tablet in the middle.
With a loud bang, Seven Fiend Soul Tablet exploded into pieces in the air and turned into countless black flames, flying in all directions.
Seven Fiend Soul Tablet exploded to pieces, and the galaxy suddenly closed, leaving only a narrow gap, which looked like the eyelids of God.
Seven Fiend Soul Tablet had just exploded, and Dragon Head Peak suddenly began to shake violently.
Boom!
Dragon Head Peak The silver-white mountain with a hundred thousand people in front of it began to collapse, as if the earth was cracking at this moment.
The surging momentum made Xu Yi stunned. He even suspected that the scene he had seen in the Life and Death Realm had been moved here.
The collapse of the mountain inevitably affected Dragon Head Peak. The large platform of the martial arts arena fell first, followed by a tragic collapse like an avalanche.
The remaining dozens of selected people, who had been killed to exhaustion, had completely lost the strength to move, and were buried together with millions of rocks in the pile of dust.