"Kill!"
Gong Yile shouted as his face turned red. His hands trembled as he made a hand seal.
Suddenly, within a kilometer of the surrounding area, the majestic Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi rolled, and numerous cicada wing flying daggers were condensed one after another.
In an instant, thousands of Cicada Wing Flying Daggers appeared, forming a ten-meter-long Flying Dagger Dragon. It was so densely packed that it covered the sky and swept toward Jiang Tian.
"Flying Daggers, Thousand Cicadas!"
This was the secret art of the Gong family. It focused on quantity and quality. A single flying dagger could kill a Transcendent Grandmaster, not to mention there were over a thousand of them.
Master Wuchen's lips moved quickly as he murmured a Buddhist mantra and took out a golden alms bowl.
Clank!
As soon as this alms bowl appeared, it immediately soared into the air and flew above Jiang Tian. The mouth of the alms bowl released ten thousand rays of Buddhist light, and it actually had a kind of open and righteous, mighty and dignified charm.
There were scriptures flashing inside and each word seemed to be carved out of gold. They flew toward Jiang Tian.
"The treasure of the Potala Palace, the Golden Alms Bowl!"
"It's in Master Wuchen's hands!"
Someone who knew the alms bowl widened his eyes and exclaimed.
This treasure had a great background. It was personally crafted by a living Buddha of the Qing Dynasty using the methods of Tantric Buddhism. It was further refined by several reincarnated living Buddhas and eminent monks for a hundred years. It contained great aspirations, great merit, and great wisdom, and its powers were overwhelming!
In the past hundred years, the eminent monks of the Potala Palace had used this treasure to vanquish demons.
"Swish!"
Situ Yuanhao's face darkened as his eyes flashed with killing intent. He smacked the back of his head like a crazy gambler and spat out a three-inch sword.
The sword was as red as blood and carried a wicked energy. It was engraved with complicated patterns.
The small sword paused in the air for a moment, then it suddenly became bigger. It was like a blood rainbow piercing through the sun. It let out a strange howl as it flew toward Jiang Tian.
This was the Blood Sword Art of the Lin family. It was similar to the Dharma Sword Art of the Shu Mountain Sect.
However, his Dharma Sword Art was much more powerful than Bai Tianlei's. The speed of the Dharma Sword was close to the speed of sound.
"Brother Situ, you have to be careful. Kang Tae-chu is not easy to deal with …"
Seeing that Situ Yuanhao had even taken out his Natal Blood Sword, Chen Anping was shocked. He waved his hands and dozens of small green swords appeared in front of him, ready to attack.
Swish!
As expected, Jiang Tian flicked his finger.
A streak of finger light turned into a streak of golden light. It was extremely sharp and pierced through Gong Yile's "thousand cicadas" with unstoppable momentum.
Crack! Crack!
The sound of the Cicadas Wing Flying Daggers cracked.
The Cicada Wing Flying Daggers crumbled like paper, and then exploded uncontrollably. The Cicada Wing Flying Daggers that were still intact formed a huge wave that danced in the air.
"Impossible!"
Gong Yile's eyes almost popped out of their sockets when he saw the golden Finger Aura was about to reach his forehead.
As he retreated like a meteor, he hurriedly waved his hands and pulled out seven or eight magic tools to protect his body. At the same time, he also summoned his protective aura in an attempt to block this sharp blow.
During the era of the Republic of China, the Nine Storey Pagoda was on par with the Lan Yi Society, the Hong Sect, and the Green Gang. Over the years, they had suppressed Hong Kong, Taiwan, and Macau, and plundered as much as they could.
These artifacts were very powerful, and each of them could withstand the blast of a cannon. They were no less powerful than Miyamoto Genichi's protective artifacts.
He had reached the peak of the Immortal State many years ago and was even more powerful than Genichi Miyamoto and Bai Tianlei.
However, under Jiang Tian's little black flying sword that had been refined many times, whether it was a heaven-defying Dharma Artifact or a protective aura, they all exploded in an instant.
The Golden Finger Aura pierced through the Dharma Artifacts and Four Righteousness Shield like a bolt of golden lightning and pierced through his head. His head exploded like a rotten watermelon.
Amidst the mist of blood and brain matter, his body instantly became skin and bones, shriveled up like a dried corpse.
Blood gushed out of his neck and was completely sucked out by the Golden Finger Aura. Even his Divine Soul was swallowed by the Golden Finger Aura in the blink of an eye.
He had killed an Immortal State Warrior with one finger!
"I can't believe the power of one finger is so terrifying!"
Seeing this, many people were scared out of their wits and felt a chill run down their spines.
In an instant, the expressions of many Wudang disciples and the reinforcements of the semi-hidden sects who were watching the battle changed drastically. Cold sweat poured down their backs as if they had seen a demon god.
Gong Yile was Ye Tianren's peer. He was at the peak of the Immortal State and was even more famous than Wang Chongyan.
However, he was killed by Jiang Tian's finger! It was just like a legend. It was incredible.
"Kang Tae-chu's cultivation is improving by leaps and bounds!" Someone said with big drops of cold sweat on his forehead.
Everyone still remembered that Jiang Tian had a hard time fighting Bai Tianlei and Hao Hongmei, who were at the peak of the Immortal State, a year ago.
But now, he could easily crush them.
Jiang Tian's cultivation was terrifying, but what was even more terrifying was that he had been constantly growing and improving rapidly!
Even Zhang Qianlei secretly clicked his tongue, thinking that he would never be able to break Jiang Tian's finger.
Clang!
At this time, Wuchen's Alchemy Gold Alms Bowl pressed down with a kind of destructive Buddhist power.
It was as if Buddha had slapped down the Five-finger Mountain.
Many palaces below Jiang Tian were the first to bear the brunt of the impact and collapsed. Smoke and dust billowed and the airwaves were discharged.
The ground paved with thick bluestone cracked and sunk, forming a huge pit with a radius of ten meters and a depth of more than one meter.
"Haha, seizing the Esoteric Sect's Buddhist treasure, turning the spiritual power of the eminent monk for your own use, and borrowing external forces like this, it's just a small trick after all!"
However, Jiang Tian, who was under great pressure, had a contemptuous look in his eyes. His long black hair fluttered like a waterfall, and his long robe fluttered. Obviously, he still had some strength left.
At this time, he was bathed in thousands of golden Buddhist light. His whole body was shining brightly, and he was calm and composed, as if a real god had descended.
Clang!
Jiang Tian was simple and straightforward. He punched toward the sky.
A Geng Metal Divine Fist, which contained Dao patterns, shot out like a cannonball and instantly smashed the Alchemy Gold Alms Bowl.
Under Jiang Tian's fist, the monstrous Buddhist light, the Power of Will, the secret spell scriptures, and even the alms bowl itself collapsed in an instant, turning into fragments dancing in the air.
"What?"
"This man is too strong! Run! Run quickly! "
Seeing this, Master Wuchen was scared out of his wits, as if he had seen a devil.
With his Dharma treasure broken, he had no more powerful means.
Just as he was about to retreat, Jiang Tian had already stepped into the air, and his jade-white palm clapped in the air.
Boom!
A giant golden palm, more than ten meters long, descended from the sky and slapped toward Master Wuchen.
This giant golden palm was surrounded by many Dao patterns and secret spells. It emitted thousands of golden lights, flowing with brilliant colors, and dazzling. It was condensed and real as if it was carved out of gold, and the palm lines were clearly visible.
Just like the Buddha Lord in the "Journey to the West: Exorcism" slapping a giant palm at Sun Wukong, it could destroy a city with one palm and shake a mountain with one finger.
This was the characteristic of the Late-stage Qi Refinement Realm. Their cultivation techniques were in accordance with the Heavenly Dao, and they could condense Dao patterns with every movement. They could continuously absorb the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth, increasing the lethality of their attacks.
"My life is over!"
Seeing this, Master Wuchen was so shocked that he was going crazy. He suddenly shattered all the Dzi beads on his wrist.
Suddenly, countless golden talismans burst out, and the Buddhist light filled the air. In the blink of an eye, eight dense and heavy defensive shields were formed.
The Dzi beads were extremely rare Nine-Eyed Elephant Dzi Beads. They had thousands of years of deep heritage and were extremely ancient and vicissitudes of life.
They had also been blessed by several accomplished eminent monks in Tantric Buddhism and had been engraved with countless protective spells.
Each spell had deep Dharma power and could withstand artillery attacks and missile bursts, not to mention so many spells.
Master Wuchen thought that even if he was hit by a Mortal Immortal, the Dzi beads could at least protect him for a while.
But the dream was very rich, the reality was very thin.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
In the muffled sound of cannonballs exploding, the eight light shields exploded one by one.
Crack!
Master Wuchen could no longer withstand the violent pressure and fell to the ground like a toad.
Even if he struggled and screamed crazily, or used Buddhist Divine Powers to try to stop it, it was useless.
It only took a breath.
Boom!
The giant golden palm pressed down like Mount Tai, directly smashing his Invincible Vajra Body into meat paste and sinking a few meters into the ground.
Billowing blood, broken bones, muscle fibers, and internal organs emerged from the gaps of the fingers.
"Stth!"
"The invincible Master Wuchen, who is said to be invincible as long as Kunlun doesn't show up, died just like that?"
Everyone present gasped and their eyes were filled with shock and fear. They couldn't believe it.
But everything in front of them was incomparable and they couldn't refute it.
Jiang Tian killed two peak-stage Immortal State Warriors with a finger, a punch, and a palm.
Although he showed the black flying sword, he didn't use it at all.
From beginning to end, he only used his pure True Essence and physical strength to kill people. He didn't use any tricks at all.
In the blink of an eye, Situ Yuanhao's Dharma Sword had already arrived.
At this time, his Dharma Sword had been infused with his blood and it had reached three feet long, like a crimson rainbow.
It was surging with Blood Qi, sword aura and Sword Intent.
In the sky, dark clouds rolled, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. The energy of Heaven and Earth was restless.
This blood-colored magic sword was like a blood-colored flying dragon that furiously slashed through the nine heavens. It crossed a distance of several hundred meters and suddenly arrived. Its terrifying aura was already earth-shattering.
"How powerful!"
"His murderous intent is extremely terrifying!"
The expressions of all the experts present changed when they saw this. Even Zhang Qianlei had a worried expression on his face.
"Humph! Jiang Taichu, even if you have the cultivation base of a Human Immortal, even if you're a peerless genius, you'll still have to die on the spot when you meet my Blood-condensed Magic Sword! "
"Back then, the Father of the Nation, Sun Wen's bodyguards were taught by me personally."
"I used to drink with the Father of the Nation. Even Ye Tianren's cultivation is on par with mine!"
"You little brat, even if you're lucky and have some strength, how can you be my opponent?"
Situ Yuanhao gritted his teeth and shouted as his white hair fluttered.
After drawing out 90% of his Blood Essence, his cheeks were dry and his skin was dry. His hair was much whiter, as if he had aged ten years in an instant. However, his eyes were abnormally excited and there was a hint of bloodthirst in them.
This was the Dharma Sword that came from the Mortal Deity's Blood Essence. It was activated to the extreme and sublimated to the extreme.
Situ Yuanhao was confident that this sword could easily kill a half-step Mortal Deity.
Even if they were both Human Immortals, they would not be a match for such a crazy fighting style. They would not dare to clash head-on and could only retreat.
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