I'm playing tricks in the world of mythology

Chapter 156 Yan Jun's One-Strike Power

"A blow? Junior brother, are you so arrogant? You haven't learned the magic power of the old man, but you have learned a lot about the ability to blow up the air." Cui Jue looked at Yan Jun and said sarcastically.

Yan Jun turned out to be Cui Jue's younger brother, Lin Luo's heart moved, and he looked at the two of them again, thoughtfully.

"Cui Jue, Master treated you well back then. He not only appointed you as the first judge, but also entrusted you with the book of life and death and the judge's pen for safekeeping. Today, you colluded with Xiangliu's soul. Can you treat him like an old man?" Show regretful color.

"Go away! Don't mention that old thing!"

Cui Jue pointed at Yan Jun and yelled: "I think back then, I practiced with you under the sect of the old man. I saw courage, and my mana cultivation was far better than yours, but in the end, he recommended you to the fairy world to sit on the throne of the underworld." Lord's position.

I am not satisfied!
What about the first judge?I, Cui Jue, is a peerless genius, how can I be willing to be that person's servant? "

"So you colluded with Xiangliu's soul and tried to make Yangjian a chaotic and chaotic world in ancient times. Then you will have the opportunity to replace it?"

Yan Jun explained Cui Jue's purpose in one sentence - in troubled times, there are many people who die, and the number of new souls in the underworld will inevitably increase sharply. If there is a slight mishandling, Cui Jue will have a chance to sneak in.

Cui Jue sneered and said, "So what? I am the Lord of the Underworld, and I don't know how many times better than you two hypocrites!"

"It's all right for you to say me, how dare you say master? The old man made a great wish, 'Hell is not empty, and he will never become a Buddha'. Such an ambition is full of gods and Buddhas, who would not praise it?" Yan Jun's expression changed , said slightly angrily.

Cui Jue spit out a mouthful of phlegm: "Damn! Hypocritical! Old things like this, you are worse than him!
It was already a certainty that I was the lord of the underworld back then. Later, when the inspectors of the fairy world came, you would learn from the old saying that "the wronged souls will not be dispelled, and they will never enter the underworld".

I ask you, what is this place?
What's the face of you teaching me something that goes back and forth? "

"Follow the matter urgently. What's more, I came from a projection, not in person, so I can't count as breaking my oath."

Speaking of this, Yan Jun changed the subject: "Cui Jue, these are bad debts from countless years ago. It has long been impossible to figure out who is right. I only know that now you are the soul of colluding with Xiangliu. He is heinous and deserves death." !"

"Millions? Hahaha!"

Cui Jue looked up to the sky and laughed, raised the judge's pen, and attacked Yan Jun first: "You are the one who will kill me!"

Keng——

Yan Jun stretched out his right hand, held the nib of the judge's pen, his arm trembled slightly: "You really have hidden your cultivation!"

Cui Jue pulled hard and pulled the judge's pen out of Yan Jun's hand: "You know now, but it's too late. Today, I'll take your projected sacrificial flag first!"

"Not necessarily."

After finishing speaking, Yan Jun clasped his hands together, his white hair swayed without wind, black light flowed in his eyes, and the lotus flower between his brows flickered non-stop. He fixed his eyes on Cui Jue, and gently pushed his hands forward:
"Immortal Art—Scorching Sun Palm!"

Immediately after Yan Jun pushed out his hands, a pair of phantom red palms appeared. They grew against the wind, and in a blink of an eye they were as tall as a person. The palms were like thunder, and they went straight to Cui Jue.

"Impossible! You can perform fairy arts?"

Cui Jue's complexion changed drastically, and then he clenched his right fist hard, and the judge's pen in his hand shattered into pieces.

Then he made a tactic with both hands, and the fragments of the judge's pen were reassembled, and turned into three shields in an instant to block him.

At this time, the phantom of Yan Jun's palm rushed over and bombarded the first shield.

bang——

The power of fairy art is unstoppable.

The first shield, broken!

Cui Jue's complexion changed again, as if he wanted to make another move, but he frowned and hesitated.

The moment he hesitated, the second shield was shattered by Yan Jun again!
And this finally made Cui Jue make up his mind. He closed his eyes with a pained look on his face, and then opened his mouth to spit out a large cloud of golden mist.

After the golden mist appeared, it quickly got into the last shield.

bang——

The palm phantom collided with the golden shield again.

Not broken!
Cui Jue held the shield tightly with both hands, and although a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth, he still stubbornly blocked Yan Jun's attack.

"Integrating the spirit into the shield?"

Yan Jun frowned slightly, and relaxed it after a while: "Unfortunately, the power of the spirit is not enough, and it is impossible to stop me."

After finishing speaking, Yan Junwei exerted force, and the phantom light in his palm became brighter. Cui Jue took three steps back, and then looked at the shield in his hand, there were already several tiny cracks.

"Fei'er, come and help me." Cui Jue called out to his son loudly.

Hearing this, Cui Fei hurried to his father: "Father, what should I do?"

Cui Jue's pupils shrank: "Just hold the shield with both hands."

"This……"

Cui Fei was frightened by the huge fluctuation of mana produced by the collision between the shield and the phantom in his palm, but the crack was getting bigger and bigger. He gritted his teeth and grabbed the shield!

"what--"

Cui Fei had a painful expression, and screamed loudly, but it stopped abruptly after only two screams.

Because his whole body was sucked in by the shield!

"Fei'er, dad will definitely avenge you!" Cui Jue's eyes were slightly red, and his tone was harsh.

"Cui Jue, in order to protect yourself, you melted your son's spirit into the shield, but you kept avenging him, who do you want revenge for?" Yan Jun looked at Cui Jue and asked.

"If it weren't for you, how could Fei'er die? You bastards...you bastards!"

While Cui Jue was cursing, his hands were not idle, holding the shield, desperately resisting Yan Jun's attack.

At this time, the shield, with the help of Cui Fei's spirit, no longer expanded the cracks, and it was on par with the phantom of the palm.

Looking back at Yan Jun, although his mana is higher than Cui Jue's, and he can perform fairy arts, but after all, he came from a projection, and he only has the power of a single blow.

And now, it was the pinnacle of his strike power!

If Cui Jue couldn't be killed now, then it would be impossible to decline any longer and be exhausted three times.

Cui Jue obviously understood the situation in front of him, and he cast a gloomy look at everyone in the hall: "All of you, prepare to be buried with my son."

"It's hopeless, take Granny Meng, and go!" Yan Jun also knew that he was powerless, and reminded Lin Luo loudly.

At this time, there were five other people in the hall besides Yan Jun, Cui Jue and Lin Luo himself who were fighting against each other.

Meng Po, Fa Hai and Dong Yu were in a coma.

Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing were severely injured by Cui Jue, and they were dying.

"Fan Wujiu, the Qingbai two monsters came to save you, and Granny Meng also came to help you, and ended up like this just now, who are you going to take away?" Lin Luo hadn't spoken yet, Cui Jue provocatively asked.

"It's hopeless, ignore him, go quickly, there are still twenty breaths left, go as far as you can!" Yan Jun urged.

"I won't go." Lin Luo shook his head stubbornly, then bent down, and picked up a big stone on the potholed floor.

Yan Jun's complexion changed, and he understood Lin Luo's meaning: "It's useless, you have no magic power now, and you can't hurt him at all, go away!"

"If it doesn't hurt, it will hurt." Lin Luo walked to Cui Jue holding a big stone.

"Come on, hit it here." Cui Jue raised his head and sneered again and again.

Cui Jue knew very well that Fan Wujiu had no mana, so even if he stood here and let him smash it, it would not cause any harm to him.

"Okay, I will fulfill you!"

Lin Luo slammed Cui Jue's head hard: "Hit ghost stick!"

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