818 The Phantom of the Mountain
Yu Haoran took a serious look at it again, and the Xuanqing Venerable swordsmanship formed a mountain of Buzhou.
This is indeed not Zhou Mountain, the radius across the void is boundless, because no one can circle it, so the ancient immortals called it Buzhou.
However, Yu Haoran also found a difference, the Buzhou Mountain formed by the Xuanqing Venerable Sword Technique obviously did not even condense the momentum of the real Buzhou Mountain, but it was just that, and the power was terrifying.
Now the mid-grade spirit weapon long sword in the hand of Xuanqing Venerable seems to be overwhelmed at all, and it is crushed by Buzhou Mountain, just a broken phant, it can press the mid-grade spirit weapon to such a point, you can imagine the power in it.
"Let me ask you, where did you see this mountain?"
With doubts in his heart, Yu Haoran asked directly.
"This is the secret of this sect, don't say that you are an outsider who is about to die, even if it is a disciple of this sect, only a few people know about it, I can't tell you!"
Yu Haoran snorted coldly, since Venerable Xuanqing didn't tell him, then there was only one way, and that was to hit him and tell him.
"Let's do it, I'll see if the ants can kill the elephant!"
Venerable Xuanqing heard that until now, Yu Haoran was still saying that he was an ant, and he also snorted coldly.
"I don't know whether to live or die, Yu Haoran will send you on your way now!"
As soon as Venerable Xuanqing's words fell, a sword stabbed at Yu Haoran, and as soon as the long sword moved, the Buzhou Mountain formed by the swordsmanship also moved, carrying tens of millions of tons of weight, towards Yu Haoran's suppression.
"It's good to come!"
Seeing Buzhou Mountain rumbling towards him, Yu Haoran's eyes were full of light, the muscles of his whole body collapsed, and he used the strongest combat power of the god body to punch towards Buzhou Mountain.
The real Buzhou Mountain, Yu Haoran naturally did not dare to resist hard, but now this phantom is only one billionth of Buzhou Mountain, or even one in a billion, Yu Haoran is naturally not afraid, but Yu Haoran is also very cautious, and he is not as careless as he is dealing with others.
"Boom!"
Bu Zhoushan's phantom pushed sideways, pressing the space trembling along the way, as if it might collapse at any time, and collided with Yu Haoran's fist.
"Boom!"
As soon as the two came into contact, a shocking sound sounded.
With Yu Haoran and Buzhou Mountain Phantom as the center, the rocks within a radius of a kilometer suddenly turned into flying ash, all of which were affected by this sound.
"Poof!"
The elders of the Tianyan Sect originally wanted to watch Yu Haoran die, but when they suddenly heard this loud noise, all of them suddenly shook their bodies, and their faces showed expressions of extreme pain, and then their faces were pale and bloodless, and mouthfuls of blood spurted out.
"Oh my God, just hearing the sound of the collision, we can't bear it, it's hard to imagine the pressure that Yu Haoran, the demon of the Demon Gate, is under at this moment!"
"Yu Haoran, this demon of the Demon Gate, if he doesn't die this time, we will have no hope of revenge for life, he is too powerful!"
"It turns out that this is Yu Haoran's true strength, it's too terrifying, we are indeed just ants in front of him!"
No matter how ruthless the elders of the Tianyan Sect were to Yu Haoran, no one could deny that Yu Haoran was so powerful at this moment that many elders even regretted it in their hearts, why did they provoke Yu Haoran.
At this moment, Yu Haoran was also uncomfortable, this was the first time he felt pain after returning from the divine realm, his fist hit the phantom of Buzhou Mountain, and suddenly it felt like hitting on top of a world, and he couldn't push a distance of one minute and an inch, and at the same time, from the phantom of Zhou Mountain, there was a terrifying pressure, inch by inch on the bones of Haoran's whole body, and even Hao Ran himself could hear the "pop" sound made by the bones.
"It is worthy of being the number one mountain in the Divine Realm, even if it is just a phantom, there is such a strong pressure, it can make my divine body so painful!"
Yu Haoran gritted his teeth and struggled to support.
The Xuanqing Venerable on the side saw that Yu Haoran was able to resist the pressure from the illusory shadow of Buzhou Mountain, and was immediately shocked, he had been practicing this sword technique for decades, no one knew the power of this move better than him, Xuanqing Venerable had never thought that someone would be able to resist the pressure of Sword Mountain.
"This Yu Haoran must not keep him, if he continues to live, I am afraid that no one in this world will be his opponent!"
Although he realized Yu Haoran's strength, Xuanqing Venerable wanted to step forward to make up for a sword and kill Yu Haoran, but Xuanqing Venerable clearly knew that if he stepped forward, he was afraid that he would not be able to reach the center before he reached the center
The oppression becomes a puddle of flesh.
Now Venerable Xuanqing can only hope in his heart that Yu Haoran would not be able to hold on, and he will be completely crushed to death by the phantom of Buzhou Mountain.
However, it was clear that Venerable Xuanqing's wish had been frustrated.
Yu Haoran resisted the pressure of the Buzhou Mountain Phantom alone, and after dozens of breaths, Yu Haoran suddenly shouted, and then used all his strength to punch the Buzhou Mountain Phantom and flew out.
"Open it for me, although you are the first mountain in the divine realm, but you are just a phantom of the mountain of Buzhou, I, Yu Haoran, am the god of the divine realm, how can I not be able to defeat you!"
Yu Haoran seemed to be crazy, and threw a punch fiercely, instantly repelling the Buzhou Mountain Phantom.
"Boom!"
After the Phantom of Buzhou Mountain was repelled by Yu Haoran's punch, it fell on the mountainside of Tianyan Sect, and suddenly half of the huge mountain peaks all turned into nothingness, and were crushed into pieces by the Phantom of Buzhou Mountain, perhaps there was no trace left in the fragments.
Now the entire Tianyan Sect has become, backed by a cliff of steep cliffs.
"This ...... This, Yu Haoran, you actually repelled the illusory shadow of Buzhou Mountain?"
Elder Xuanqing saw Yu Haoran repelling the illusory shadow of Buzhou Mountain, and his face was immediately full of horror, but after a while, his expression changed to loneliness, and he knew that he had lost.
"Yu Haoran, I didn't expect you to be so powerful, even the illusory shadow of Buzhou Mountain has no match for you, I lost, our Tianyan Sect lost!"
Elder Xuanqing walked in front of Yu Haoran dejectedly, and the medium-grade spirit weapon long sword in his hand was also thrown aside, facing Haoran, the current Elder Xuanqing did not have the confidence to fight.
"Yu Haoran, I am willing to gamble and lose, I lost to you, if you want to kill, you can scrape as you like, but our disciples of Tianyan Sect, they have no grudges against you, I hope you can let them go!"
As soon as Elder Xuanqing's words were finished, a group of elders also came to Yu Haoran with their heads down.
"Demon Gate Demon, you kill us, we also ask you to be kind and let go of the disciples of Tianyan Sect, not only do they have no grudges against you, but they also don't threaten your strength at all, even if they cultivate for a hundred years, a thousand years, they will not be your opponents, please let them go!"
After the elders finished speaking, they suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to Yu Haoran, but they did not kneel for themselves to beg for mercy, but for the disciples of the Tianyan Sect.