But Jiang Churan will never be a monkey who can't escape from the palm of the Buddha.

I saw that as soon as Jiang Churan raised his hand, a huge mace suddenly appeared in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, under Jiang Churan's control, the mace suddenly became several times larger again.

"Thundering gossip!"

Wielding the mace in his hand, wrapped in the power of thunder and lightning, the accumulation burst out at once, and smashed towards the suppressed palm print!

Bang!

The two collided and produced an explosion that resounded through the sky.

The air wave generated by the impact swept the entire battlefield, and even affected Zhang Zhaotong, Zhang Zhenxuan and others in the rear.

It lasted for a few breaths.

The mace in Jiang Churan's hand finally couldn't hold on to the fierce pressure of the palm print, and gradually became a little empty.

In the end, it broke into countless fragments, turned into light flocculents, and dissipated into the air.

This is the first time that Jiang Churan has used thunderous gossip and has been defeated by his opponent.

However, the other party did not seek further benefits.

After the palm print smashed the mace in Jiang Churan's hand, a large amount of yin qi was lost, and the huge palm print, which was originally almost substantial, became somewhat transparent.

Subsequently, he was defeated by Jiang Churan with a palm lightning.

"Mole ant, the emperor can make you so embarrassed with a palm of his hand. "

"Who gave you the courage to provoke the emperor again and again?"

The Ghost Emperor's scarlet single pupil flickered a few hints of smugness.

"It's Liang Jinru, can't you?"

After scolding, Jiang Churan's hands had already quietly pinched a law seal.

"Nine Heavens and Three Realms cut Yin and Yang, six realms and ten directions and one sword immortal, kill Kyushu Lingqiankun!"

Seven Killing Orders for Gods and Ghosts, Sixth Style.

Immortal Order!

As soon as the immortal order came out, the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth cried!

The five immortals are all among the killings, and the heavenly immortals, earth immortals, human immortals, ghost immortals, and immortals are all punished!

Accompanied by Jiang Churan's last legal decision, he moved.

Zhuxian Sword - Seal the throat!

Killing Immortal Sword - Punish the Heart!

Trapping the Immortal Sword – Empowerment!

Immortal Sword - Decapitation!

The four swords of punishment, killing, trapping, and absoluteness are suddenly launched!

Suddenly, the sky and the earth changed color, and the mountains and rivers faded!

When the four swords were about to fall, it was as if time had passed in this world, and the churning clouds were still!

Even the powerful Ghost Emperor froze in his single pupil with a shocked and even frightened look.

Airplanes......

People within a radius of dozens of miles were instantly silent in their ears, and only four sword qi sounds that resonated with each other remained!

Followed by.

Four dazzling sword rays flashed, as if they had pierced the entire pitch-black sky!

After an instant, the entire huge sinkhole suddenly turned into nothing.

Because, the entire terrain was completely changed by this blow, and a bottomless canyon was carved out at the original sinkhole.

The entire Kunlun Mountain Range, suddenly landslides and cracks, trembling because of this vast blow.

"Rub, I was almost crushed to death by a stone!"

Digging through the stones piled up on his body, the fat pig-dragon got up from the ground with a dirty face.

Obviously, under the devastating blow just now, they who were originally in a safe place were also affected.

was buried by flying stones and dust, and almost didn't take away him, a B-rank master.

"My goodness, I'm afraid this will cut off the ridge of Kunlun Mountain!"

Ignoring the fat pig dragon whose fat hands were full of dirt and dust, he rubbed his eyes vigorously, unable to believe that all this had happened.

"Lao Liang, where is Lao Liang?"

Fat Pig Dragon, only then did he notice that Liang Dafa beside him had disappeared.

"I... I'm here!"

At this moment, from the buried mound of dirt, a yellowed, wrinkled, and somewhat rough palm came out.

The fat pig dragon didn't say a word, stepped forward to grab this hand, and pulled out Liang Dafa, who was buried in the mound of dirt.

"Whew!"

"Fog grass, shit, you light, the old man can't stand your torture like this!"

Liang Dafa scolded in a low voice in pain.

"Grass, I'll save you, and you're still scolding me!"

"If you have the ability, you go and scold your son-in-law, all of this is done by your son-in-law!"

In the last sentence, the fat pig dragon obviously roared a little unconfidently, and his voice involuntarily dropped a few points.

"Get out, that's my son-in-law, how can I be willing to scold!"

The corners of Liang Dafa's mouth twitched slightly.

"Phew, take a bite of mud!"

With that, Liang Dafa spat on a mouthful of dirt.

"Hmph, I don't think you dare......"

The fat pig dragon muttered to himself.

The other side.

"Everyone's alright, right?"

Zhang Zhaotong, who relied on his S-level strength, propped up the golden light spell and avoided being buried in dust and mud.

"Master, don't you save me!"

Zhang Zhenxuan, who crawled out of the pile of rubble, looked at his master Zhang Zhaotong with a resentful face.

Just now, a huge rock smashed down on them.

As a result, Zhang Zhaotong was strong and easily dodged.

He was left standing there alone, almost not stoned to death......

"Ahem!"

"Being a teacher is also for your own good. "

"No, under the explosion of your potential, isn't the proficiency of the Golden Light Spell to a higher level?"

Zhang Zhaotong explained with a wink.

But seeing that his apprentice still had the same resentful expression, he hurriedly opened the topic.

A little panicked, he shouted, "Where is Xiao Linzi?"

His A-level strength apprentice Zhang Zhenxuan was almost stoned to death, Lin Xieying's B-level weak strength, isn't it easy to have accidents?

"Zhang... Uncle Zhang, I'm in... This!"

Lin Xieying's somewhat weak voice came.

"Where?"

Zhang Zhaotong and Zhang Zhenxuan, the two masters and apprentices, looked around, looking for Lin Xieying's voice.

"This!"

Lin Xieying poked a head out of the dirt mound.

Seeing when Lin Xieying was so embarrassed and funny, Zhang Zhaotong and Zhang Zhenxuan held back a smile and pulled him out of the dirt pile.

"The Great War, is it over?"

"Mr. Jiang's earth-shattering blow, that ghost emperor should also die, right?"

Patting the dust and dirt around him casually, Lin Xieying asked anxiously.

"I don't know ......"

Zhang Zhenxuan watched expectantly for a long time, but he couldn't see anything clearly.

It's not just that earth-shattering blow that destroyed all the lighting equipment.

Because with Zhang Zhenxuan's A-level strength of eyesight, in the dark, there is no lighting equipment, and there is no obstacle at all to see objects from a distance of 100 meters.

In the distance, the place where the Ghost Emperor and Jiang Churan were fighting was filled with a strange mist.

Let everyone, even Zhang Zhaotong, who is S-level strength, unable to see through the fog and see how the battle is going.

"Mole ants!"

"You've completely angered the emperor!"

The tyrannical roar once again broke the Kunlun Mountains, which had finally fallen silent.

"Mom, this ghost emperor, after such a terrifying blow, he hasn't died yet!"

Zhang Zhaotong said with a shocked expression on his face.

No one present could know better than him how terrifying Jiang Churan's power was when he urged the four swords to slash down?

But even so, the Ghost Emperor is not dead yet!!

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