Facing the tough Li Senrong, Chi Dapeng can be said to be more and more excited the more he fights.

Because, over the years, he can be said to be an almost invincible existence among the younger generation.

In his heart, he is actually very lonely, and he has long hoped for an opponent who can make him happy.

And this Li Senrong's arrival was completely self-inflicted and hit his knife.

However, despite this, Mo Yuchen is actually more optimistic about Li Senrong.

Because aside from anything else, Li Senrong is from overseas after all, and neither his combat experience nor his desperate fighting are comparable to Chi Dapeng.

However, after all, Chi Dapeng is still a person from the Heavenly Spirit Continent, Mo Yuchen is optimistic about it, in fact, he still hopes that Chi Dapeng can win, and he is looking forward to any turnaround......

Mo Yuchen looked at the sky, and at this time, Li Senrong kept holding the magic seal in his hands, slashing towards the void.

Suddenly, twenty-four palms appeared behind him, which was also known as the Thousand Buddha Hands.

As soon as he made this move, the power on his body suddenly increased by nearly double, making everyone watching the battle around them couldn't help but feel a sense of suffocation.

"It's so strong...... I'm afraid that if I don't have the blessing of the innate fire spirit, I won't even be able to compare to his Thousand Buddha Hands in an instant. ”

Seeing this, Mo Yuchen secretly exclaimed in his heart.

He secretly thought that if it was against this Li Senrong at this moment, he might need to use the power of the innate fire spirit to bless him in order to break this Thousand Buddha Hand.

However, with a thousand Buddha hands of this strength alone, Li Senrong could not defeat Chi Dapeng at all.

After all, he had used this trick many times in the previous war, and if it had worked, he would have won a long time ago.

However, just as Mo Yuchen was puzzled, there was an exclamation all around.

Even Li Yuanming and the others beside him couldn't help but cover their mouths, as if they had seen a ghost.

The young man looked at it, and suddenly couldn't help but condense his eyes, and his face was full of shock.

At this moment, that Li Senrong was like being beaten with chicken blood, and the power of the twenty-four arms that had originally conjured up behind him was strong enough.

But now, there were twelve more arms behind him, making thirty-six.

This sudden change caused Chi Dapeng's pressure to increase greatly, no matter how much he urged the knife in his hand, he couldn't catch Li Senrong's overwhelming palm print.

In this way, Chi Dapeng can only change from the original active attack to today's passive defense, completely falling into the disadvantage, and the defeat has been very obvious.

"Hey, this Chi Dapeng was defeated in martial arts, who would have thought that this thousand Buddha hands could be so magical, and each palm could have the power of the deity, it was really too rebellious. ”

Mo Yuchen shook his head and secretly said that it was a pity.

No wonder this thousand Buddha hands are even afraid of the old generation of powerhouses, it turns out that it is really as anti-heaven as rumored.

"Chi Dapeng, you're defeated. ”

"From today onwards, all these wastes on your Heavenly Spirit Continent can only bow and tremble at my feet. ”

"Hahaha......"

Li Senrong's arrogant laughter came from the sky, and countless palm prints bombarded Chi Dapeng's body, sending him to the ground fiercely.

Boom!

Finally, with the sound of Chi Dapeng landing, this pinnacle battle came to an end.

At the same time, the sound of landing seemed to be hammered into the hearts of everyone around, which made people's hearts ache.

Around, those young martial cultivators were full of indignation, and they couldn't get out of their hearts in one breath, almost bursting their chests.

And up, they couldn't roar when they wanted to roar at this time, and they were extremely aggrieved.

You know, even Chi Dapeng, who is known for his arrogance, has been defeated, what can they do but admit their cowardice?

The facts are in front of you, and the young powerhouses of this generation of the Heavenly Spirit Continent have lost very completely.

When Mo Yuchen saw the young geniuses watching the battle around him, he lowered his head in frustration one by one, his face full of despair and unwillingness.

Even a proud son of heaven like Li Yuanming clenched his fists, and his face was extremely gloomy and terrifying.

Chi Dapeng's defeat made all the young powerhouses in the Heavenly Spirit Continent have the word shame on their faces, and even those martial cultivators of the older generation are ashamed.

They didn't expect that a young powerhouse with an unknown name who came out of overseas would be helpless to beat the younger generation of the entire Heavenly Spirit Continent.

Such a blow is too heavy.

Mo Yuchen could feel a huge resentment around him gathering together, rushing straight into the sky.

"I didn't lose, I won't lose, uh!~"

Suddenly, a loud roar resounded through the sky, and in the expectant eyes of everyone around, Chi Dapeng held the machete and soared into the sky, slashing towards Li Senrong with a sharp golden sword intent in his hand.

At this moment, the hearts of everyone present were raised to the top of their voices, and they couldn't help but hold their breath, staring at Chi Dapeng's Jedi knife.

However, when Mo Yuchen saw this, he shook his head indifferently.

Chi Dapeng's move was useless at all, no matter how domineering that sword was, it couldn't consume Li Senrong's endless palm prints.

Sure enough, this is also the case, in the eyes of all the martial cultivators in the Heavenly Spirit Continent, Li Senrong directly exploded half of his arm, gathered into a palm that had always been huge, and blasted towards Chi Dapeng.

Then, as expected, Chi Dapeng's figure was blasted out again, and the injuries on his body were also aggravated a lot, and he vomited a few mouthfuls of blood on the ground before he stood up and continued to rush out with a knife.

"Give me death!"

Chi Dapeng roared madly, the armor on his body was shattered by him, and his strong muscles were undoubtedly displayed, bursting out with endless battle intent.

This time, everyone's faces couldn't help but be slightly moved, even the big ice cube saintess who was at odds with Chi Dapeng was in awe of his tenacity of never admitting defeat.

"Chi Dapeng, the achievements in this life will definitely not be weak!"

Mo Yuchen's face was full of respect, and he secretly admired in his heart.

A strong martial cultivator is not necessarily a strong person, and a weak person is not necessarily a weak person.

A person's strength or weakness depends on the heart, not on strength.

As long as you have a strong heart, no matter how weak your cultivation is, you will become strong one day.

Although Chi Dapeng was defeated, he has the spirit of never admitting defeat and perseverance, such a person cannot be called a strong man, so who is qualified to say that he is a strong man?

"Give up, you're no match for me. ”

"If you don't accept it, don't blame me for letting you die here. ”

Feeling Chi Dapeng's crazy fighting intent, Rao is a ruthless person like Li Senrong, and he couldn't help but feel a little hairy in his heart.

Therefore, he could only take the opportunity to roar angrily, trying to dispel the fear in his heart.

Boom!

At this moment, Chi Dapeng was once again shot away.

Li Senrong's strong palm print directly blasted him into the mountain, allowing a pile of loess to bury him alive.