Jian Wushuang no longer hesitated, directly raised his palm, and the supreme power came out in a vast way.
The terrifying power, which was enough to destroy even the Immortal, turned into an unparalleled beam of light and soared upwards, striking hard at the descending black gold palm.
However, an incredible scene occurred.
The two collided, and the thousands of tassels and radiance produced by the explosion were scattered, but the giant black gold palm only trembled. Not only was it not damaged at all, but it became more solid.
"Retreat!" Jian Wushuang's eyes narrowed and he quickly retreated. Chunqiu and others also moved instantly, trying their best to escape from the range of the black gold palm.
Five of the weaker ones were hit and killed on the spot, and all their majestic energy was absorbed.
The earth was sunk thousands of feet, tearing out a chasm and abyss.
The bald Arhat standing on the lotus platform smiled ferociously. As he moved around, the eight-armed Arhat behind him also moved towards the clouds and appeared in the mist, appearing in the thinning clouds, looking indescribably eerie and strange.
Two heads, one black and one white, then dropped four beams of light from their eye sockets.
Jian Wushuang waved his hand to create a barrier, covering everyone within it. Then he held the invisible sword, rose up, stepped on the light pillar, and went straight to the lotus platform on the sky.
The bald Arhat's gaze was focused, and he waved his palms to lower layers of Bagua Secret Gang. The eight-armed glaring eyes behind him also opened their huge mouths, sucking in all the energy that escaped.
Even Jian Wushuang felt that all the energy scattered around his body had been swallowed up.
"Young man with a bad mouth, please accept your head obediently." The bald Arhat smiled strangely, and while his arms danced wildly, Jiangxi blasted out countless Bagua secret weapons.
Jian Wu stepped on the light beam with both feet, and guided the invisible sword with one hand, thrusting straight forward.
Another stunning sword strike!
One hundred thousand swords are united into one, without any flashy brilliance, but people dare not look directly at it.
The sky was torn apart by this blow.
As if entering an uninhabited land, the sword instantly broke through the layers of the Eight Trigrams Secret Gang, and then stabbed the bald Arhat with unabated force.
Everything happened so fast that the bald Arhat didn't even react, and the sword struck him right on the left side of his face.
Divine blood spurted out, and a complete left ear fell on the lotus platform.
This is a complete and utter insult!
The bald arhat recovered from his disbelief, and the repeated humiliations made him crazy.
Regardless of the wound on his head, he took another step forward, with the eight arms behind him glaring angrily and raising his arms at the same time, hitting Jian Wushuang!
A total of eight huge forces that covered the sky and the sun covered the entire whirling sky.
Jian Wu's eyes were solemn. Judging from these several confrontations, the bald arhat who claimed to be the Ancestor of the Posha was still at the peak of the Immortal Evolution, but there were faint signs of breakthrough in the Evolution Power he showed, especially the man behind him.
The eight-armed monster with angry eyes made it transcend in one fell swoop, reaching some unknown realm.
The terrifying power shook the heaven and the earth, and Chun Qiu and others had already opened the force barrier in order to cope with this disaster.
As for Jian Wushuang, he originally wanted to open the Boyang bottle and let the three emperors join the battle, but there were still more than twenty little emperors accompanying him. If he rashly released the three emperors, he might not be able to explain himself.
After quickly giving up this idea, Jian Wushuang suddenly thought and performed a powerful Tianmen style.
The giant palm that covers the sky, condensed from the essence of thousands of divine weapons, surges like the sun in the middle of the day, hitting the eight giant black gold palms.
Layers of explosive ripples swept up from the center point, instantly blowing away the clouds and mist covering the entire whirling sky. At the same time, huge waves were also stirred up on the surface of the huge sea.
In this unimaginable explosion, not even Yanxian could escape intact. Even Chunqiu and others who were far away from the battle circle felt strong heart palpitations.
Jian Wushuang took half a step back, and Tianmen Jiyi finally dissipated, but although the eight black gold giant palms were dimmed to the extreme, they still existed, approaching him with undiminished power!
At the critical moment, a ethereal but extremely tough force transformed into layers of barriers, blocking Jian Wushuang's head, making it difficult for the eight giant black gold palms to move forward.
At the same time, a thin purple robe appeared behind him at some point and said two words in a buzzing voice, "Go."
Jian Wushuang understood this and immediately jumped away, turning into the sharpest arrow and shooting at the bald arhat.
Thousands of rays of light condensed in Jian Wushuang's palm, and it was almost before the bald arhat realized what he was doing that they surrounded him overwhelmingly.
A flash of panic flashed across the face of the bald Arhat. He hurriedly waved his hands, abandoned the lotus platform, and sat in the palms of the eight angry arms behind him.
Jian Wushuang rushed over, chopped the lotus stand into pieces with one kick, and looked at the bald Arhat with eyes as calm as water.
The ear that was cut off by a sword had grown back, but he was still filled with resentment after being humiliated many times.
Even though the bald arhat now understands that he has hit a hard target, he can no longer look back driven by his thoughts!
As long as you can swallow it whole, you will definitely be able to take that step!
When he thought of this, the bald arhat's eyes flashed, and he looked at Jian Wushuang with a sneer and said, "Smell-mouthed junior, if you are willing to kneel down and kowtow three times for me today, I will ignore the past grudges and let you leave safely.
Whispering sky, how about it?"
Jian Wushuang calmed down and smiled coldly, "With your subpar skills, are you worthy of making me kneel down? If you kowtow to me three hundred times, I can consider keeping your whole body."
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"Arrogant man, I am sitting here today to see what you can do to me." The bald Arhat stood up and stood in the palm of his eight-armed glaring hands, shouting loudly.
Without doubting that he was there, Jian Wushuang raised his sword and swept away. The vast sword intent slashed forward, but he did not dodge or avoid it, and forcefully caught it with his body.
The sword intent swept across and cut off one of the bald Arhat's arms.
Then he folded his arms and screamed in pain, and subconsciously retreated, obviously trying to escape!
Jian Wushuang didn't want to miss such a good opportunity, so he caught him in the air and prepared to kill him directly.
With the skinny Zipao, Zheng Ying and others facing the eight-armed scowl, Jian Wushuang could pursue and kill the bald arhat with all his strength.
With one arm cut off, he seemed to be frightened out of his wits, and moved forward in a panic, and his speed was a bit slow.
In just a few breaths, Jian Wushuang had already arrived behind him and raised his sword to slash downwards.
A sudden change occurred. An arm actually grew out of the bald arhat's back and grabbed the sword.
"Hey hey hey..."
A strange voice sounded, and an ugly face appeared on the back of the bald Arhat's head, which had only a few locks of hair left. His lips as big as a pancake involuntarily sucked at Jian Wushuang.
Jian Wushuang felt a chill in his heart, and he immediately raised his sword and pierced the strange face's mouth.