Tian Yuan

Fu Dongliu saw that Chen Qingyuan was no longer retreating, he raised his spear and stabbed at him, his face was shocked, and he swung several knives to stop him.

Disturbed, lost in size.

There were flaws in swinging the knife several times, but was repelled by the might of Chen Qingyuan's long spear.

The spear pointed, and a beam of light poured into the starry sky, smashing all the boulders floating around into pieces.

"bang"

Fu Dongliu squeezed out the formula with his left hand, forming thousands of shields in front of him.It's a pity that the power of the gun pierced through everything, and all the spiritual shields were shattered.

"The tide is over."

At this moment, a trace of despair appeared in the depths of Fu Dongliu's eyes, and his heart began to waver uncontrollably.

Even if he controlled the power of the abyss vision and the knife in his hand was extremely sharp, it still couldn't stop Chen Qingyuan who was attacking with all his spiritual power.

"Boom!"

A huge eye of the storm appeared in the starry sky, and the laws of terror were intertwined together, making a piercing sound of "chi chi", as well as the scene of lightning and thunder.

The spectators couldn't see the specific picture of the eye of the storm, their whole body was tense, and they couldn't take their eyes off it.

The monks of the eighteen veins in Xijiang were extremely worried. At that moment just now, it was obvious that Fu Dongliu was at a disadvantage.The current situation is probably not good!

"If you can handle this trick, I will no longer hide my clumsiness. I am willing to take the risk of being targeted by the old guy and fulfill my pre-war promise."

Before the war, Chen Qingyuan once said a word to Fu Dongliu.

Fighting with me will be the worst thing you do in your life.I will be the nightmare of your life, lingering.

Chen Qingyuan had no intention of exposing so many hole cards, he just wanted to sit aside and count the money.

However, evildoers are bound to be plagued by evildoers.

Although Chen Qingyuan's appearance was a bit of a philistine, he had a heavy atmosphere in the world of mortals.However, with Fu Dongliu's insightful eyes, he saw that Chen Qingyuan was not an ordinary genius, so he insisted on inviting him to fight.

The group of Tianjiao in Xijiang even taunted them on the open face, and gradually touched Chen Qingyuan's bottom line.

That being the case, there is no reason not to fight.

Not only to fight, but to win the battle.

With this blow, Chen Qingyuan emptied all the spiritual energy in his body, without reservation.

If Fu Dongliu could still hold on like this, Chen Qingyuan would have to expose the existence of the third golden core foundation.In this way, Chen Qingyuan can really use the power of the foundation, so that the consumed spiritual power can be quickly recovered, and the strength can at least increase by several percent.

Perhaps, many Tianjiao who watched the battle could not understand the reason why Chen Qingyuan was so desperate.

If Chen Qingyuan loses this battle, it will be a huge hindrance to his future practice.Being provoked and being touched by everyone in Xijiang, if you lose the battle, your mind must be unreasonable, and the consequences will be unpredictable.

The same is true for Fu Dongliu.It was he who single-handedly provoked this battle, and if he lost, it must be a knot in his heart, which would be difficult to untie.

"Boom—"

The eye of the storm on the battlefield exploded, and the figures of Chen Qingyuan and Fu Dongliu appeared in front of everyone again.

Seeing that scene in the starry sky, everyone was shocked, jumped up, and their souls trembled.

A silver gun pierced Fu Dongliu's heart, and his internal organs became a puddle of mud.

Fu Dongliu held Mo Dao in his right hand, as if using all his strength, he wanted to put Mo Dao on Chen Qingyuan's head.However, his right hand was trembling violently, and the blade was firmly suppressed by Chen Qingyuan's power, making it difficult to advance half an inch.

"cough......"

Blood overflowed from Fu Dongliu's mouth, and every cough would cause pain all over his body.

His eyes were as scarlet as blood, with dense bloodshot eyes, reflecting Chen Qingyuan's figure.

His left arm was already seriously injured, but it was swept by the power of the spear just now, and it was broken up to the shoulder, and it shattered into a blood mist.

There was a huge blood hole in his chest, which was shocking.

The black clothes were in dilapidated condition, soaked with blood, and there was no place to dry them.

The blood trickled down the broken corner of the clothes, drifting in the starry sky, and then was swallowed by the black hole like the mouth of an abyss without leaving any traces.

The violent coercion was still spreading from Chen Qingyuan's body, making Fu Dongliu's body tremble uncontrollably.

If possible, how much Fu Dongliu hopes to maintain a heroic and extraordinary posture.It's just that he temporarily lost the ability to control his body, and every inch of his skin trembled because of his body's instinct.

The aura in Chen Qingyuan's body dried up.

Hundreds of spirit stones suddenly appeared in front of them, were absorbed by Chen Qingyuan, and turned into shattered pieces.

Relying on the power of the temporarily refined spirit stone, Chen Qingyuan recovered a little bit of strength, and said expressionlessly: "You are defeated."

Fu Dongliu and Chen Qingyuan looked at each other at close range, and this silver gun seemed to connect the two sides, becoming a strange bridge.

He opened his mouth, and more blood flowed out of Fu Dongliu's mouth. I don't know if it was because he had no strength or because he had nothing to say, so he quickly closed his mouth and remained silent.

"Boss!"

After being stunned for a while, everyone in Xijiang was burning with anxiety, shouting loudly, wanting to get up and rush to the battlefield.

"clang--"

Suddenly, a round of golden light descended from the sky, knocking down more than a dozen Xijiang Tianjiao who had risen into the sky and fell back to the ground.

An extremely huge golden Buddha appeared in the void, slowly raised his right hand, and there was a golden "卍" Buddha seal in the palm of his hand. , dare not act rashly.

"The battle is not over, no one can intervene."

Daochen Buddha stood in the air with his palms folded, behind him was the shadow of the huge golden Buddha.

This is the first time that Fozi has used the top supernatural powers of Buddhism in front of everyone, showing a powerful posture, shocking the audience, and letting everyone intuitively understand the gold content of Dongtu Fozi.

The Tianjiao of the Eighteen Meridians in Xijiang was very anxious, and he didn't care about the consequences. He planned to rush forward to repel the Daochen Buddha disciples and protect Fu Dongliu's life.

Facing the people in Xijiang who were about to kill, Daochen Fozi looked indifferent, as if he didn't take these people seriously.

As long as you dare to make a move, the poor monk is willing to let you go to the west to meet the Buddha.

"Let them come over."

Chen Qingyuan noticed the movements of the ancient star Yanchang, and a sound transmission arrived.

Hearing Chen Qingyuan's words, Daochen Buddha put away his Buddhist supernatural powers, stepped aside, lowered his eyebrows and said "Amitabha".

Without the suppression of the Buddha, everyone in Xijiang rushed to the depths of the starry sky as quickly as possible. Looking at the silver gun inserted in Fu Dongliu's heart, they did not dare to act aggressively towards Chen Qingyuan and stared covetously.

"Push"

Chen Qingyuan killed Fu Dongliu unintentionally and drew out the silver gun.

Without the dragging of the silver gun, Fu Dongliu's body could not be stabilized, and began to drift with the storm in the battlefield.

At this time, all the monsters in Xijiang came to Fu Dongliu's side and protected him.Seal the bleeding wound, refine the elixir into the body, protect the foundation with the secret technique of the western border, and so on.

After all this was done, everyone in Xijiang breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, everyone turned their heads to look at Chen Qingyuan, with extremely complicated eyes.They never thought that their boss would lose, and they still lost to Chen Qingyuan, who was only at the Nascent Soul stage.

This result, no one can accept.

"Cough..." Fu Dongliu regained some strength, dragged his scarred body, and was supported by someone to walk towards Chen Qingyuan. His eyes were dim and his voice was hoarse: "Is this your full strength?"