My Fiancee is a Cold CEO

Huikong's strength is not weak among the top masters who came here.

Especially the Vajra Indestructible Body practiced by Huikong, the technique is extremely mysterious, and the physical body is extremely powerful. Even Huikong's physical body cannot be broken by anyone below the peerless master.

But such a powerful body was actually slapped away by Zhu Yan?

Is Zhu Yan's power so powerful?

"Senior Brother Huikong, are you okay?"

A middle-aged monk's expression changed, and he appeared next to Huikong with a movement of his body, speaking urgently.

"I'm fine."

Huikong got up from the ground, shook his numb arms slightly, and said in a deep voice.

"It's interesting. The skills you practice are somewhat similar to those of the Buddha's golden body. However, compared to theirs, your golden body is too weak. If it weren't for my strength being restricted, I would have slapped you right away. Damn you."

Zhu Yan grinned widely and said with a solemn expression.

"Your strength is not as powerful as you brag about. If my guess is correct, his physical strength is almost infinitely close to that of Ning Yuan."

Huikong said solemnly.

"You are right. I have indeed been suppressed by Xuanyuan for most of my strength. According to your cultivation level, I am infinitely close to Ning Yuan's strength, but it is still more than enough to kill you."

A hint of teasing flashed in Zhu Yan's eyes.

"Infinitely close to the strength of Ning Yuan?"

Ye Chen took a breath of cold air, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes.

Although Zhu Yan's strength has been suppressed, his mastery of the realm has not disappeared. Although he cannot exert the strength of Ning Yuan, his overall strength is indeed no worse than that of ordinary Ning Yuan.

But fortunately, Zhu Yan had not really reached the Condensing Yuan Realm, otherwise their group would have had no chance at all.

"Since we haven't reached Ning Yuan, we can kill him. Everyone, at this time, show your true skills. Otherwise, no one will be able to enter this mausoleum."

Zong Qingfeng shouted loudly,

A bright light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and a terrifying aura suddenly spread from his body.

"Seal of Ten Directions!"

Zong Qingfeng made an extremely mysterious palm print with his hands on his chest.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth moved around, and a simple seal appeared on the top of Zhu Yan's head, and crashed towards the top of Zhu Yan's head.

Looking from a distance, Ye Chen felt as if the world was being suppressed.

"Well done!"

Zhu Yan laughed loudly, suddenly opened his bloody mouth, and roared towards the Shifang Seal above.

The terrifying sound wave turned into an unrivaled giant wave, directly crushing the Shifang Seal.

At this moment, Zhang Zichen's figure appeared behind Zhu Yan.

"Tai Chi Palm."

Zhang Zichen gave a low shout, and moved his hands in front of him in an extremely mysterious way, causing the spiritual energy all over his body to tremble, and then struck Zhu Yan with a palm.

With a bang, Zhu Yan moved slightly, and was actually knocked back a step by Zhang Zichen's palm.

"What a strong body!"

A look of horror flashed across Zhang Zichen's pupils.

Although Huikong said that Zhu Yan's physical body was very strong, a palm strike with all his strength could only shake him slightly.

Such physical strength gave him a headache.

"Damn bugs."

Zhu Yan's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and his red palm suddenly smacked towards Zhang Zichen.

Zhang Zichen had already reacted, and with a slight sway in his steps, he avoided Zhu Yan's slap.

"At this time, it's time for me to contribute."

Pope Peter was holding the papal scepter at this time, with a smile on his face. He took the papal scepter and smashed it at Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan's expression changed, and he looked at the papal scepter in Pope Peter's hand, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Subconsciously, he raised his fist and hit the papal scepter.

With a bang, a terrifying energy suddenly spread. Pope Peter's expression changed. He felt a strong force coming from the papal scepter, and he involuntarily took three steps back.

Looking back at Zhu Yan, a few drops of blood fell from his bloody palm to the ground.

"Zhu Yan is actually injured?"

"How is this Western Pope so powerful? He is no less powerful than Zong Qingfeng."

There was an uproar around him.

"It has been thousands of years since I was injured. This feeling is really nostalgic."

Zhu Yan raised his hand and licked the blood on his hand slightly, a cold look flashed in his eyes.

"You bugs have finally pissed me off completely."

A flash of scarlet light flashed in Zhu Yan's eyes, and his blood-colored hair was like a burning flame, automatic without wind.

The originally huge body swelled up visibly to the naked eye, and a very strong aura suddenly spread, and then he looked at Pope Peter.

I saw a bloody light streak across the sky, Zhu Yan's body suddenly appeared in front of Pope Peter, and punched Pope Peter with both fists.

"What a speed."

Ye Chen felt a flash before his eyes, and Zhu Yan's body appeared not far away.

Pope Peter's expression changed, and for a moment he had no time to dodge. He could only clasp his hands and shouted: "Array of Light!"

Holy light flashed around Pope Peter, forming a six-pointed star array, firmly guarding him within it.

A flash of disdain flashed in Zhu Yan's eyes, and a pair of bloody fists hit the white barrier.

With a bang, the white barrier only held up for a breath, and then shattered.

Pope Peter's face was full of solemnity, and he suddenly waved the papal scepter and hit Zhu Yan.

The dazzling holy light shone from the Pope's scepter and collided with Zhu Yan's fist.

With a bang, Pope Peter's face instantly turned extremely pale, and he was directly punched away.

"Don't be so rampant as you evil beasts."

A stern look flashed in Zhang Daoyuan's eyes, he made hand seals and shouted in a low voice: "The Thirty-Six Methods of Tiangang: Subduing the Dragon and Subduing the Tiger."

A dragon and a tiger flew out from Zhang Daoyuan's seal, absorbing the spiritual energy in the stone corridor, and then suddenly grew in size.

The dragon's roar and roar echoed in the stone corridor, and under the dazzling golden light, one dragon and one tiger directly suppressed Zhu Yan in place.

No matter how much Zhu Yan roared, he couldn't move.

"Everyone, this subduing dragon and subduing tiger won't be able to suppress him for long, so why don't you take action quickly?"

Zhang Daoyuan made handprints with both hands, and his face turned dark purple.

As soon as Zhang Daoyuan finished speaking, Dugu Huangtian drew his sword, and the stone corridor was filled with the harsh sound of swords.

"This sword has no name, I will kill you today!"

Dugu Huangtian held the three-inch Qingfeng in his right hand, took one step forward, and slashed towards Zhu Yan in the air.

A bright sword light flashed in the sky, dozens of meters high, and extremely condensed.

The entire void seemed to be cut through by this sword.

This is the sword energy that Dugu Huangtian has been condensing for thirty years. As soon as this sword comes out, the world seems to be eclipsed.