Chapter 582
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Heaven's Gift Plaza!
Countless practitioners stared at Yan Chuan in a daze. Their expressions were as blank as they could be.
If they did not experience the previous scene, they would definitely think that Yan Chuan was crazy, absolutely crazy.
However, from the beginning of the Wen Duel until now, Yan Chuan had built confidence in the hearts of countless practitioners, giving them a feeling of trust.
However, Mohina Dōjin was too strong, only one step away from becoming an immortal. This was not the Virtuous Dharma Idol, this was the real body, the real body had come personally! Could Yan Chuan still do it? Could he still hold on?
Looking at Yan Chuan's robe fluttering in the wind, countless practitioners were speechless. They did not believe it, but they were also looking forward to it!
"Go back to where you came from! Don't try to provoke me! "
Yan Chuan's words resounded throughout the entire Heaven's Gift Plaza, and even reached Mohina Dōjin's ears.
Mohina Dōjin's eyes were cold!
Today, his dignity was being challenged again and again?
Where did this brat come from? How dare he be so arrogant! Mohina Dōjin's eyes were cold.
"You're courting death!" Mohina Dōjin roared.
"Boom!"
Once again, he stretched out his palm and slapped towards Yan Chuan. This time, it was still a huge palm print.
This time, the palm print was many times stronger than the one from the Virtuous Dharma Idol. The surrounding space seemed to be distorted.
As the palm pressed down, golden light shot out in all directions, as if a sun was falling. The intense light caused more than half of the practitioners to be unable to open their eyes.
"Boom!"
Before the palm pressed down, the Heaven's Gift Plaza suddenly sank. Just the powerful aura alone caused the ground to sink by more than ten feet.
Countless practitioners staggered and fell, looking at the golden palm pressing towards Yan Chuan in horror.
Before the palm arrived, the golden light had already illuminated Yan Chuan to an extremely dazzling degree.
In the face of this palm, Yan Chuan did not show any signs of fear. Instead, his eyes were filled with ferocity. He stood with his hands behind his back, and the Golden Dragon of Destiny circled around him to resist this aura.
Buzz!
The Jade King's Sword was on Yan Chuan's back. It was like it wanted to rush forward, but Yan Chuan suppressed it.
He looked coldly at Mohina Dōjin's palm that was filled with immense power.
It seemed that Yan Chuan was about to be buried under the golden palm.
Gu Yue Holy Son sneered.
Meng Ziqiu and the others tried to stop him, but it was too late.
"No!" Mo Yu Xi screamed.
The golden light had already illuminated Yan Chuan. In the blink of an eye, the palm print was right in front of him. In just an instant, Yan Chuan would be completely vaporized by this palm print.
At this moment, looking at the golden palm print, Yan Chuan's ferocious face suddenly revealed a rare smile.
Whoosh!
In an instant, the entire Heaven's Gift Plaza was filled with raging winds. Suddenly, a white fist appeared beside Yan Chuan.
The white fist was constantly growing in size. Raging winds blew around the fist and swept across the entire Heaven's Gift Plaza, and even the entire Julu City.
The white fist met the golden palm and collided with it with a loud bang.
"Hong ~ ~ ~ ~ ~!"
The loud explosion caused countless practitioners to bleed from their ears. The ground shook, and countless practitioners who just got up fell down again.
Julu Mountain began to shake from the loud noise. The entire Julu City seemed to be shaking as well.
"Rumble!"
In an instant, Julu City shook, and countless practitioners staggered.
The golden light illuminated the entire city, and the wind blew in all directions.
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