Su Yiwen Lingzhao

The moment Yuan Heng looked at Su Yi, Su Yi shot.

Om!

He stretched out a slender palm like white jade, and an invisible Dao rhyme permeated between the palms and fingers.

From a distance, his raised palm was flowing with a dreamlike brilliance, as if carved from a sapphire jade.

Boom!

There was a loud noise in the void, just like the handprints of the gods in the sky reaching into the world, bringing up a roaring sound like a huge grinding disc crushing the void.

I saw a huge palm print with a range of about ten feet, and it went away.

The palm print of clear color crushed the void, seemingly slow and fast, and slapped straight towards Tie Modu in the distance.

"Go!"

In the end, his strength was enough to overturn a mountain, but he only made Qing Se's palm print tremble, and then continued to press down.

The golden spear was bent violently!

The degree of three feet.

Similar to the ancient gods, the breath is terrifying.

Elephant Domination!

However, under the shocking gaze of everyone, Su Yi's clear palm print was like an irresistible, first pressing the golden spear to shoot backwards.

After that, no matter how Timodu motivated the secret technique, or even exhausted all his potential, he was unable to stop the clear palm print that was constantly oppressed.

Click!

With just one palm, a cultivator in the Yuanfu realm who mastered the spear intent of the highest rank in the sky!

Hi!

There was a gasp in the arena.

Everyone's expression changed, and their eyes widened in shock at this scene.

It should be noted that Tie Modu is not an ordinary cultivator of the Yuan Dynasty.

There are very few people who can compete with him.

But now, he was hit hard!

That scene is naturally very shocking.

Ling Yunhe was also trembling in his heart, and couldn't help but glance at Qingya beside him.

Qingya also has the ability to kill Yuanfu cultivators across borders.

But like the young robed youth in the distance, he can easily damage a Yuanfu realm existence with one palm!

Su Yi didn't care about all this.

He looked at the sky again.

This transformational catastrophe that belongs to Qingwan has finally come.

Boom!

The boundless aura of catastrophe and destruction spreads out in this void.

At this moment, Su Yi keenly noticed that Qingwan's pair of eyes became indifferent and cold, and she no longer had the pitiful, cute and soft charm when she was by her side.

Boom! !

For a time, the light and rain were like fog, which added an illusory and intimidating aura to Qingwan's graceful figure.

Su Yi's eyes lit up.

the world on the other side.

Su Yi already knew that the otherworld was called "Tianming Continent".

In other words, the first Qingwan was most likely from the Tianming Continent!

At the moment, the power that Qingwan is showing is related to the cultivation of the [Ten Directions Asura Sutra], and it is also related to his own guidance and teaching.

But more importantly, Qingwan's own spiritual body is extremely pure and possesses extremely wonderful unknown potential.

All of these add up to make the demeanor displayed when Qingwan crosses the calamity so powerful and dazzling.

"I don't know if this time I embark on the path of Yuan Dao, whether I can wake up some memories of my life..."

Su Yi secretly said.

I was thinking to myself, and suddenly there was a rumbling of Yuan force in the distance.

"Poor monk Faxu, come and teach fellow Daoists great tricks!"

I saw a tall and mighty monk, striding in the air, rushing towards the top of the mountain, his voice resounding like a bell and a great Lu, resounding through the night sky.

Monk Fa Xu, the inner sect elder of the Seven Thunders Zen Sect of Great Chu, cultivated in the late Yuan Dynasty, and practiced the Seven Thunders Body Refinement Technique.

"Duh!"

Fa's empty tongue burst into spring thunder, looked solemn, raised his hands, and formed a seal in the void.

Boom!

Seven Thunder Bottle Seal!

Undoubtedly, the death of Rui Chenjing and the heavy damage suffered by Tie Modu made Fa Xu already regarded Su Yi as his first-class enemy and did not underestimate him.

Boom!

Seven kinds of thunder are combined into a Buddha seal, that kind of destructive power makes Yuan Heng, who is a demon cultivator, horrified and suffocated.

"Dead."

There was neither joy nor sorrow in Su Yi's eyes, his slender and fair palm pressed into the sky, and suddenly there was a roar of stars and sword energy, dazzling and colorful.

How could Su Yi be afraid of fighting against physical strength?

Boom!

Monk Faxu's expression was unprecedentedly dignified.

Boom!

In the eyes of everyone, the monk Fa Xu ate Su Yi's palm alive, and he didn't move at all, and was not hurt in the slightest.

Blocked?

Those Da Chu cultivators were about to breathe a sigh of relief.

I saw a trace of bitterness suddenly appear on the face of the monk Fa Xu, and he sighed.

"The Venerable Ananda said, 'I saw the Tathagata raise his arms and flex his fingers for a fist of light, and dazzle my mind'. Today my Dharma body collapsed in this blow, and only then did I understand what it means to 'bright me' I hope that when I enter the gate of emptiness in the next life, I will always be free of attachments, practice the Mahayana, and have no karma..."

Muttering to themselves, everyone was horrified to see that fine cobweb-like cracks appeared on Fa Xu's body, just like a cracked porcelain bottle.

A final click.

It turned out that Su Yi’s blow directly shattered the body, cultivation, and spirit of the monk Faxu. That kind of power, because it was too overbearing, made the monk Faxu seem to block it, but in fact It has completely collapsed both inside and outside the body!

At this point, the inner door elder of the Seven Thunder Zen Sect, following Ruichen Jing, fell on the spot!

The Da Chu cultivators in the distance were shocked with numb scalps and cold hands and feet.

It is Mrs. Miaohua, her figure is also slightly stiff, her beautiful eyes are dignified.

Ling Yunhe sucked in a breath of cold air, Su Yi's blow, directly killing a Buddhist cultivator in the late Yuan Dynasty, was even more shocking than the scene where Tie Modu was severely damaged.

However, just after Su Yi killed the monk Fa Xu—

An illusory figure appeared strangely behind Su Yi, with a black dagger in his hand, stabbed into Su Yi's back.

This scene happened too fast, many people in the field were shocked, how could they have thought that such a thing would happen suddenly?

Only Mrs. Miaohua had a smile on her lips.

The one who attacked and assassinated Su Yi was the deputy suzerain "Feng Yin" of the Qianhuan Sect of Great Chu.

Before, the monk Faxu made a move on the bright side to attract Su Yi's attention, while Feng Yinzai was quietly hiding in the dark, waiting for the opportunity to kill with one hit.

And now, this assassination will be a success!

"Dead!"

The black dagger in Feng Yin's hand pierced into Su Yi's back in an instant.

Assassins, pay attention to one-hit kills.

In this hit, Feng Yin showed the ability of an assassin to the fullest.

And the dagger in his hand is the unique secret treasure of the Thousand Illusions Sect.

Seeing that the dagger pierced into Su Yi's back smoothly, Feng Yin's face just showed a hint of pride and joy, only to hear a loud bang.

His incomparably sharp dagger, when piercing Su Yi's back, was as if it was stabbed on an unbreakable copper wall, making a colliding sound like a symphony of golden arms.

Don't say murder, even if you stab it, you can't do it!

"How is this possible?!"

Feng Yin's eyes widened in disbelief.

At this moment, Su Yi turned around, his eyes were deep and indifferent, like ants.

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