On the ancient battlefield, there are traces carved by the years, and the different patterns that circulate one after another have built this unbreakable through the ages. On this ancient battle platform, there have been many powerful gods, and the sect masters of the Xuantian Ancient Sect of the past dynasties have basically obtained their own share of glory on this ancient battle platform.

Now, this ancient battle platform with special significance has become the place where Jiang Zhen and Feng can fight at will, and will once again witness a brilliant battle.

Boom!

As the melodious and heavy bell sounded, the surrounding sealing arrays shone out, enveloping the entire ancient battle platform, and unveiling the martial arts duel that would draw an end to the martial arts conference once in a year.

The moment they stepped on the ancient battle platform, the two of them looked solemn at the same time, and then there was an attack like a storm, and the brilliant True Yuan Brilliant Sky bloomed, like a wave on the sea, wave after wave, endlessly.

Jiang Zhen's attack was also urgent and dense, his left hand lightly pinched the law seal, and suddenly the Buddha's palm in the sky slammed towards Jiang Zhen, and his right hand drove another kind of divine decision, and the unicorn seemed to come from the ancient times, angry and arrogant, suppressing a piece of heaven and earth.

And Feng Suixin is also as everyone expected, very powerful, surpassing Yun Tianzi a lot. Rushing towards Jiang Zhen's attack, the palms of both hands were covered with a pale cyan wind attribute true element, and with a wave of his hand, there were countless wind blades, annihilating all Jiang Zhen's Buddha palms.

Then the palm turned into a claw, and the cyan true yuan turned into an extremely sharp sword, and the fire qilin was torn apart.

"I didn't expect Jiang Zhen's combat power to be so strong without recovering his full strength, and the attack of every move turned out to be a divine decision, this kind of combat power, I'm afraid that no one can suppress it except for a few people in Feng Suixin. ”

Under the ancient battle platform, everyone watched intently, this was one of the brilliant battles they had ever seen, and everyone was shocked by the combat power of the two.

The battle became more and more intense, and everyone had a kind of enthusiasm for fighting with their own hands, and this battle allowed many cultivators to see the true meaning of martial arts that they could not usually see, and many cultivators gained something.

Rumble!

The Buddha's light overflowed, the hand of the great sun palm Jiang Zhen reached the extreme, and the phantom of the Buddha manifested behind him, his hands were folded, his mouth was soft, and there was a burst of chanting sounds, as if he was in a temple, which made people have a feeling of wanting to take refuge.

Martial arts that can confuse people's minds will not be simple things, a set of big sun palms are unfolded, so that the wind beats with his heart, he is actually at this critical moment, producing a kind of psychology of abandoning the war. It seems that as long as you let go of the idea of winning, you can get true sublimation.

Although this set of Great Sun Palms is only a one-step heaven-level martial art, Jiang Zhen has always felt that this martial art is not so simple, so even if there is no shortage of god-level martial arts, he has never stopped cultivating. Thanks to the help of the Eight Bitter Diagrams, Jiang Zhen's set of Great Sun Palms has continued to evolve beyond what he has learned, and now his power is even stronger than some god-level martial arts.

At the end of a chanting, the Buddha behind Jiang Zhen suddenly opened his eyes, turned into an angry Ming Wangxiang, and slammed his fist into the wind.

King Ming was angry, shocking the three thousand worlds, although it was a phantom, but the power of this punch should not be underestimated, before the glass-like giant fist, several swastika marks shone with boundless brilliance, like a whirling blade towards the wind at will.

However, Feng Xinxin can become the first person, obviously it is impossible to be stumped by this trick, the body shape is transformed, like the wind without a trace, and the speed of his body is above the cloud Tianzi. In the blink of an eye, several cyan wind figures appeared in the sky, and bursts of true yuan fluctuations came from these afterimages, obviously these afterimages were not just for confusing the human eye.

The arrangement of these figures was all just in front of the giant fist of the Buddha's phantom. As the other corner of the wind appeared in the ancient battle platform, the empty afterimage turned into tornadoes, generating inexplicable gravitational force between each other, forming a tornado wall, and each of the two adjacent tornadoes rotated in the opposite direction, forming a strong tearing force, blocking the Buddha's phantom before.

On the ancient battle platform, Jiang Zhen and Feng Suixin fought fiercely, and Feng Suixin had a slight advantage, but Mu Liucheng's face suddenly became solemn.

"Brother Mu, do you know what the origin of this Jiang Zhen is, how can he use such a pure Buddhist martial arts?"

Wu Dao's face was also heavy, and his brows were furrowed into inverted figures, although Jiang Zhen had shown his Buddhist skills before, but it was only a relatively superficial application, and there were many cultivators who practiced this kind of exercises.

But at this moment, Jiang Zhen has used the Buddhist exercises that can condense the Buddha's phantom, if it were not for the inheritance of the Buddhist family, it would be impossible to cultivate to such a realm.

"Do you suspect that he has anything to do with the legendary Buddhist shrine?"

Mu Liucheng looked at Wu Dao and asked, and between the two of them, they understood their worries.

In the entire ancient martial arts world, there are very few Buddhist cultivators, and only one young Zen sect is born as a Buddhist cultivator. However, this does not mean that the Buddhist lineage has weakened, on the contrary, Buddhism is still extremely strong today.

As a few powerful people in many hidden world sects, of course they knew some secrets that ordinary cultivators did not know. The Buddha lineage is inherited from the world, and there is an incomparably powerful force, hidden somewhere in the world. Its strength is huge, compared to the Taimiao, it is even better.

This is exactly what the two of them are worried about, if Jiang Zhen really comes from the legendary Buddhist holy land, then it would be very unwise to be an enemy of him. The two of them knew in their hearts that before this kind of power inherited from the primeval world, their hidden sects were also vulnerable.

"I think Jiang Zhen should just be lucky to get some kind of martial arts book left by the Buddhist Holy Land, otherwise if he is a disciple of Buddhism, Jiang Zhen will not be able to commit the killing ring. Mu Liucheng thought of this, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the power left by the primeval legacy, just a name, put a lot of pressure on him.

Just when the two of them were worried, the battle on the ancient battlefield entered ** again. The Buddha behind Jiang Zhen had disappeared, and the tornado in the sky had also disappeared, and a trace of blood spilled from the corners of their mouths. However, it is obvious that Jiang Zhen's trauma will be much heavier.

The disadvantages brought about by not regaining full strength slowly manifested themselves over time.

When the battle was fierce, the two seemed to have entered the realm of selflessness, and at this moment, only battle was the only theme between this piece of heaven and earth.

Although the corners of their mouths were bleeding, the two of them didn't realize it, and they fought again in close quarters, engaged in a hand-to-hand fight with blood, and the blood on their bodies spilled out, and then turned into a blood mist under the furious True Yuan, staining a space red.

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