Chu Li retreated as he fought, getting further and further away from the trembling old man.
Lu Jun did not go near him either.
Song Zhifan seemed to have sensed it too and was not close to the old man.
"Great Ancestor, if we don't make a move, we'll really lose!" A young man lying on the ground who was seriously injured by Lu Jun shouted.
It was rare to become a Grandmaster at such a young age and could be called a genius. However, he was still far from the original Wei Wuwei. It was like comparing the morning star to the bright moon.
He was still a level lower than Lu Jun.
After Lu Jun used the Sacrificial Divine Power, his eyes shone like lightning. His palms were extremely fast and fierce. Those who were touched by his palm energy were either lightly injured or severely injured.
Those who were lightly injured recovered immediately after landing on the ground while those who were severely injured lay on the ground to rest and recover quickly. It would not be long before they could fight again.
Although most people surrounded Chu Li and the other two, they did not have the upper hand at all. Instead, they were being suppressed by Chu Li and the other two. More and more people were lying on the ground, unable to move and slowly recovering.
If this continued, once everyone was defeated, those who were lying on the ground might not have a chance to recover. If they were seriously injured, they would probably die in the God Field and enter the Grandmaster's Boundary or be reborn in the God Field.
The world only knew that they lived in the God Field. Only the Enlightened Masters knew that they had other choices.
They had two choices. One was to enter the Grandmaster's Boundary, and the other was to live in the God Field. The former was to be reborn in a body while the latter was to live as a soul. Each had its advantages and disadvantages. It was voluntary and no one forced them.
Therefore, the people were not afraid of death. They were just angry that they were beaten so badly in the God Field. It was really embarrassing.
"Sigh," the trembling old man sighed and shook his head. "Each generation is worse than the last. The Church of the Divine Blood is really finished!"
Everyone looked ashamed.
The old man suddenly took a deep breath and his chest swelled up. It was like a balloon that was inflating and finally became a ball.
"Shh," he exhaled a long air arrow.
The air arrow was black.
After exhaling, he seemed to have changed into a different person.
His back was ramrod straight, the wrinkles on his face were still there, his eyes were still cloudy, and his skin was still like chicken skin, but the feeling he gave off was completely different. Just by straightening his back, his temperament had undergone an earth-shaking change.
It was like a javelin standing straight in front of everyone. The tip of the spear was pointing straight into the sky, as if it was going to pierce through the heavens. A heroic aura filled the air.
"Get him!" He shouted, and his right palm flew toward Song Zhifan.
His skin was loose and full of wrinkles. Only his palms were delicate and snow-white, warm and smooth like jade. They were like the soft hands of a virgin, indescribably pleasing to the eye. But just looking at his hands was pleasing to the eye, but looking at him, one would only feel creeped out.
Song Zhifan's body swayed and turned into several shadows, as if several Song Zhifan were standing there at the same time.
"Hehe!" The old man chuckled. His right palm ignored all the shadows and struck somewhere in the void.
Bang! Several shadows disappeared, and Song Zhifan appeared. He staggered a step, and there was a bright red palm print on his chest, as if cinnabar had been smeared on the chest of his clothes.
"Get him!" The old man yelled again.
Song Zhifan's right palm followed suit, and his snow-white, flawless palm met the old man's warm and delicate palm.
Bang! The old man took a step back.
Song Zhifan stood firmly on the spot, and there was a faint smile on his face.
Lu Jun smiled, thinking that the bishop was still better.
Chu Li, on the other hand, sighed to himself. Where did this old demon come from? Song Zhifan had it easy this time, and he was directly injured.
"Wah!" Song Zhifan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.
His eyes were bright, and he stared at the old man. "Who are you?"
"I'm Zou Fanzhou," the old man said slowly. "To be able to survive two of my palms, as expected of the Ageless Longevity Technique!"
"Zou Fanzhou! You're Zou Fanzhou! "Song Zhifan smiled bitterly." You really have a good cultivation level! "
Zou Fanzhou said, "I've been waiting for this day for a long time, and I'm finally free!"
"Don't you have any thoughts of returning to the Changsheng Church?" Song Zhifan wiped the corner of his mouth, and said in a low voice, "Could it be that the Changsheng Church has wronged you, and that's why you're so resentful?"
Zou Fanzhou shook his head. "We just want to live on peacefully, and we don't want to dominate the martial arts world!"
"You've given up on yourself!" Song Zhifan laughed coldly. "You have so many divine arts and studies, but you don't want to unify the martial arts world, and only want to live in a remote corner. What a joke!"
"No matter what, you'll stay here today!" Zou Fanzhou said slowly.
As soon as he finished speaking, he slammed his palm down again.
Song Zhifan suddenly flashed, and was about to disappear.
Zou Fanzhou bit the tip of his tongue, and spat out a mouthful of blood. He shouted, "Break!"
The blood arrow hit where Song Zhifan was, and he reappeared, but he did not move.
Bang! Song Zhifan took the full brunt of the palm.
"Pfft!" He fell backward, and his back landed on the ground, and he slid more than ten meters away.
He turned over and got up, and his face was as pale as a sheet of paper. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Zou Fanzhou with a piercing gaze. "Blood Shadow Soul Destruction Technique!"
"Can you give me some pointers on my Blood Shadow Soul Destruction Technique?" Zou Fanzhou stood where he was, and looked at him with a smile. "There's no need for you to waste your energy in the Enlightened Master Field, you won't be able to escape!"
In the Enlightened Master Field, it was impossible to perform the Void Shattering Technique. The space in the Heavenly Demonic Field was different from the outside world, so Song Zhifan's body movement technique was mostly broken, and he could not escape more than a few miles away.
Chu Li suddenly pounced on Zou Fanzhou, and shouted, "Leave first, Bishop!"
The Heavenly King Palm formed a palm print, and it was aimed at Zou Fanzhou.
"Hmph, Heaven King Palace!" Zou Fanzhou laughed coldly. "You're willing to be a dog!"
As he spoke, he slammed his palm at Chu Li.
Song Zhifan grabbed Lu Jun, turned around, and left like a ghost. None of the masters from the Church of the Divine Blood who tried to stop him could touch him, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Bang!" Chu Li and Zou Fanzhou's palms collided, and instantly, an earth-shattering force surged.
Chu Li spat out a mouthful of blood, and he was sent flying.
He was secretly shocked by Zou Fanzhou's inner energy, and it was so forceful and domineering that he was an Enlightened Master!
When did the Church of the Divine Blood have another Enlightened Master?
With his current cultivation level, Chu Li was not afraid of Enlightened Masters, but the Enlightened Masters in the Enlightened Master Field were extremely terrifying, and their power was awe-inspiring and unstoppable.
"Bang!" He crashed heavily into a pine tree, and with a "crack", the pine tree broke into two.
Chu Li looked like he was in pain, as if his body had been smashed into pieces. He fell to the ground, motionless, and could not even make a sound.
"It's rare for you to be so loyal!" Zou Fanzhou scoffed coldly, then took a step forward and disappeared in front of him.
Chu Li secretly sighed in relief. He had made the right bet.
If Song Zhifan could escape with his life, he would still be wary of him, and he would have to use force.
When he thought of this, he turned into a stream of light, and disappeared from the Church of the Divine Blood's sight.
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