As Su Ping'an shouted deeply, he smacked the Buddha's palm behind him, and then countless golden lights condensed in his palm, turning into crumbling rocks, like hail falling from the sky, rolling down towards Huangfu Chongming, and it turned into a sky-collapse and landslide, with overwhelming power.
sky.
When Huangfu Chongming suddenly saw Su Ping'an perform such a magical technique, his face rarely showed a trace of solemnity.
Feeling the extraordinary power of its magic, he had no doubt that if he failed to block it, he would be like the Sun Wukong in the book, and would be suppressed at the bottom of the mountain... Of course, Sun Wukong is extremely talented.
The natural spiritual stone will not die even if it is suppressed; but Huangfu Chongming's mortal body is afraid that once suppressed, it will only turn into a puddle of flesh and mud at the bottom of the mountain.
"I won't lose, and I can't lose!"
Faced with this situation, Huangfu Chongming took a deep breath, and then sprayed a mouthful of blood on the chessboard in front of him.
Da Zhan, who had repeatedly failed to challenge the Academy of Literature, could no longer tolerate failure, otherwise the challenge of going to Da Xuanguo this time would be completely reduced to a joke.
What's more, Huangfu Chongming didn't want to lose, let alone lose to Su Ping'an twice!
Therefore, Huangfu Chongming also began to work hard!
A mouthful of blood essence contained more than ten years of his longevity. After absorbing his essence and blood, the chessboard suddenly glowed red, and its power also skyrocketed, as if it had rushed into the realm of Wen Zong's cultural treasures in an instant.
The power is actually not inferior to the 'Tathagata' in front of me.
Huangfu Chongming then quickly placed the stones on the chessboard, and a large area of white stones and black stones intertwined into a formation, instantly forming the momentum of a big dragon, "Dingshan Big Dragon Slaughter!"
As soon as the "big dragon" on the chessboard was completed, a dragon roar came out from the chessboard in the void, the sound cracked the sky and shook all directions.
Immediately afterwards, a dragon head as big as a small mountain rushed out from the chessboard, and rushed towards the 'Big Tathagata's Hand' that covered the sky and blocked the sun.
On one side is the Supreme Buddha;
On one side is Dingshan Dalong.
When the two intersected, the whole world shook violently, as if it was experiencing a annihilation.
Seeing this, the expressions of all the Wenzong bosses in the Academy changed drastically, "Quickly take action to stabilize the four directions, otherwise the Academy will be destroyed by them!"
The big guys didn't dare to hesitate. In an instant, five or six figures of Wen Zong rose into the sky, pointing out their hands one after another. The Wen Qi fell quickly in the sky, and then intertwined into a network, covering the entire square in a breath, letting the energy surge all over the sky.
They are all whizzing and colliding within this big net.
But even so, when the 'Tathagata Buddha's Hand' collided with the 'Dingshan Dragon', the energy it erupted caused the entire space to roar, and everyone's feet were shaking continuously, including those responsible for stabilization.
Wen Zong, who lived in the void, looked horrified.
"Is this really a scene of two writers fighting?"
"This energy impact is too terrifying. Even if we join forces to set up a formation, we can't completely lock its energy. It's simply unbelievable!"
"Whether we win or lose this battle, I'm afraid that the future of these two people will be limitless."
Even if a group of Wenzong bigwigs reacted like this, the surrounding liberal arts students and the people of Shendu were even more horrified.
They are both literary majors, but the gap is probably too big.
Among the crowd, Long Cheng couldn't help but sigh, "I thought we would see each other again. Even if I am not as good as Su Ping'an in calligraphy, I will not fall behind this person in terms of cultivation. But I didn't expect that I would still be unable to compare with him!"
Guan Feng also looked up at the scene in the sky in the crowd, his face was gritted with hatred, and he was a little unwilling, "Damn it, how can this guy grow up so fast? How long has it been, and he is still in the third level of literary master, and he can actually do it?"
Is it justified to fight like this with Banbu Wenzong?!"
…
Boom boom boom...
The collision in the sky continued, and the Buddha's hand was as powerful as a mountain, and continued to suppress it step by step.
Huangfu Chongming's face was as red as blood. He didn't expect that the power of the opponent's Buddha's Hand was so incredible. Even the magic he used at the cost of his life essence and blood could not completely resist the opponent's Buddha's Hand. This was too exaggerated.
.
"Is this guy really in the third realm of Wenshi? Why is his magic more terrifying than the real Wenshi... Wait, why is the golden bowl in the Buddha's right hand also shining brightly, and this aura... It seems
Something’s wrong!”
In horror, Huangfu Chongming stared at the golden bowl in the Buddha's right hand.
He vaguely felt that a very astonishing aura overflowed from the golden bowl, and most of the pressure he felt now seemed to come from the golden bowl.
What on earth is that golden bowl?!
Could it be that the Buddha's golden bowl can really ignore the suppression of realm?!
But after all, it is just a physical object...
Huangfu Chongming was puzzled.
On the opposite side, Su Ping'an was also furious at this time, gritting his teeth and urging the 'Golden Bowl' with all his strength. At the same time, he secretly sent a message to the 'Golden Bowl': "Little mountain river, work harder, beat it to death, shoot it.
Kill that dragon!"
That's right, the 'golden bowl' in the Buddha's hand was not a real golden bowl at all. It was just Su Ping'an's private goods and took the opportunity to replace it with the sacred mountain and river brush wash.
If it weren't for Shanhe Biwashi, the big dragon below would have overturned the sky. Otherwise, is it really because Su Ping'an had the aura of a king and the Buddha appeared to withstand the opponent's counterattack?!
After all, it was half-step Wenzong's all-out attack. With a gap of six realms, Su Ping'an couldn't suppress it even if he activated the four strands of Heaven and Earth Dao Yun.
When Shanhe Bishi heard the words, he shook his body slightly. It seemed as if he really understood. Then, an infinite holy power immediately mingled with the Buddha's light in the sky and suppressed the dragon below.
passed.
In fact, even Shanhe Biwashi couldn't stand that dragon.
If a majestic sacred weapon cannot even defeat a small thing that was condensed from the chessboard and rushed to the realm of Wenzong Wenbao through desperate efforts, then it would be a shame!
Therefore, Shanhe Brush is also merciless when it comes to washing its hands.
boom!
The 'Dingshan Dragon', which was still struggling to fight against the Buddha's hand, suddenly shook its entire dragon body. At that moment, it felt as if the Buddha's hand above its head had changed hands, as if it had suddenly changed from a baby's hand to an adult's hand.
The feeling of overwhelming pressure surged instantly, so much so that the 'Dingshan Dragon' had no time to react. It just let out a cry, and then it fell from the sky like a weight falling into the water.
Come down.
boom……
boom……
The whole world trembled violently again. The big dragon fell to the ground and was directly knocked back to its original shape. It turned into twenty or thirty chess pieces and fell to the ground. Those chess pieces were all dull and lifeless. When the wind blew, they turned into
The powder then disappeared into nothingness.
At the same time, Huangfu Chongming, who was connected to the chess piece, was shocked. He opened his mouth fiercely, and a stream of blood spurted out like a blood arrow. After that, his body was shaking, his face was as pale as paper, and he looked more like
As if he had received a severe blow, he murmured incredulously: "How is this possible? Even a real Wenzong realm powerhouse cannot block it so easily with my full blow, which has taken me more than ten years of life. But now
I still can't withstand the suppression of him, who is in the third level of literary master, I...I..."
Before he finished speaking, Huangfu Chongming seemed unable to accept this result. In the end, he couldn't get up in one breath. His eyes blackened and he fainted on the spot. Then his body fell straight down from the sky like a falling dragon.
