Looking at Tang Luozhou's body up and down, Bu Chen tried to find possible flaws in the other party, but it was self-evident how strong the body of a martial artist with such strength should be, maybe his full blow was just an itch in the other party's eyes.

Obviously he didn't show any bloodline ability, how could there be such a terrifying number of cultivations, could it be that this guy is the strongest physical skill Tianjiao in the past?

"It's ridiculous!" Bu Chen, who searched for weaknesses to no avail, abandoned the decadence in his mind, and knew that he had to take out the ability to press the bottom of the box now.

The first time he used the Holy Martial Secret Technique was when he faced Tang Luo, and a sense of fate faintly rose in Bu Chen's heart.

The boiling spiritual power poured into the engraved spirit array in the body, and the Holy Martial Body, one of the strongest martial arts bodies in the Martial Saint Mountain, appeared in Bi Fangshan's ring.

Buchen, who was already slender and sturdy, was surrounded by a bright silver-white halo at this time, like a dusty immortal, with no sadness or joy on his face, like a meditative old monk, and a round of pure white was born in his pupils, shining brightly.

If Han Sheng's Immortal Battle Body is to exchange suppressed spiritual power for spiritual power exemption qualifications, then Bu Sheng's Holy Martial Body is to open the shackles of the human body and communicate with the world in exchange for higher spiritual power activity.

There are countless spiritual powers floating between heaven and earth, and the effect of the holy martial body is to make people's physical bodies connect with heaven and earth, until they reach the realm of unity between heaven and man.

And once it is inseparable from heaven and earth, the power of heaven and earth is equal to its own power, so the former Bu Sheng, known as the strongest spiritual master of the human race.

Although Bu Chen could not reach the level of the unity of heaven and man, after opening the Holy Martial Body, the spiritual power he could control had also increased significantly, so that he would not be able to hurt Tang Luo's physical body without worrying about his spiritual skills.

The emotionless pupils flowed, Buchen opened his hands, building spiritual power, and dozens of divine beast phantoms condensed by spiritual power appeared around him, merging with each other.

A giant kun with wings, a unicorn with fangs, a vermilion with eight claws, a fox with three heads, a red flame beast with a single horn, a mandrill with four fox tails...

The appearance of more than a dozen familiar divine beasts has changed, and they are fierce, and each strange beast is equivalent to a mortal-level combined attack, and the most vicious of them even surpass the general Xuan-level spiritual skills.

Even the president who was on the high platform saw this posture and ran to the edge of the No. 28 ring and waited for it.

You must know that the dozen or so fierce beasts in front of you are equivalent to more than a dozen Xuan-level spiritual skills, even if they are faced by ordinary fierce realms, they can only drink hatred, let alone transform mortal martial artists.

"It's too late for you to admit defeat now, it's not a shame to lose in the hands of the Holy Martial Body!"

Under the background of more than a dozen fierce beasts, Buchen like an immortal spoke, as if the edict of the gods, and the low voice without a trace of emotion seemed to be pronouncing the sentence of the sinner.

Tang Luo, who watched it with relish, thought that there would be a second fusion, but he didn't expect that the other party would start to talk cruelly like this, and he was dissatisfied with his expectations: "Given you so much time, you got this?"

The people in the ring were shocked, they never expected that Tang Luo would be so hard-mouthed, and in the face of more than a dozen sets of combined attacks that were ready to attack, he was still stubborn and refused to admit defeat.

"I hope in a moment your bones are as hard as your mouth!"

Bu Chen, who was like an immortal, still had that expression of indifference to the common people, and gently waved his right arm, and more than a dozen fierce beast phantoms, who had long been impatient, roared and galloped towards Tang Luo's location!

The winged Giant Kun Phantom was the first to crash into the ring, easily crushing the solid stone platform into powder, the Kun Shadow exploded, and the strong light obscured everyone's vision, but the violent shock wave blew the stones in all directions, if it weren't for the ring's magic circle, this violent fluctuation would affect the entire platform.

And the people present are all experts, just from the performance of the first fierce beast, it is already clear, this power greatly exceeds the "Fierce Python Transformation Jiaogong", and there are more than a dozen sets of such spiritual skills!

One after another, the phantoms of the fierce beasts smashed into Tang Luo's original position, and the violent explosions that were uneven and wave after wave made the entire ring tremble, as if more than a dozen fierce realm powerhouses were bombarding in turn, which mortal warrior could escape under such a might?

Even if he is a master of physical arts, in the face of this kind of intensive bombardment, he can only end up with no bones left, but why didn't the president shout to stop, did he really want the challenger to die in the ring?

It's not enough to win the war, is Wusheng Mountain going to start killing people?

The angry eyes of the onlookers focused on the president and the linesman, as if to question why they didn't stop seeing such an attack.

But compared to these uneyed onlookers, the president and the linesman were full of worry.

"The spiritual skills are very strong, and you have to be able to beat the talent, if you want to win me, you are still ten years early!"

Tang Luo, who was supposed to be in the center of the spiritual skill bombardment, had already appeared behind Bu Chen at some point, and at the moment when the last fierce beast phantom was shattered, he spoke coldly.

Bu Chen, who was fully open in the martial saint body, only had time to turn around, and saw Tang Luo, who was expressionless, standing behind him, and his right fist that was as full as a longbow.

The spiritual power around his body was crazy and restless, and Bu Chen, who activated the Martial Saint Body, felt a crazy warning in his heart: If he received this punch, he would die!

At the moment of life and death, the Martial Saint Body unexpectedly broke through the original shackles, and the original control of the spiritual power of heaven and earth suddenly became smooth, and countless spiritual powers were torn in front of him, forming a spiritual bi to block it.

Even the Xuan-level spiritual skills, under the cover of these layers of spiritual biblions, will be gradually weakened and eliminated into invisibility, and anyone who sees this crystal wall can have a sense of security.

But the fear in Bu Chen's heart did not dissipate at all, perhaps because Tang Luo's expression was too calm, or maybe because this punch was too fast.

Several Lingbi actually exploded in Bu Chen's ears at the same time, and this punch did not even have a trace of being blocked.

Obviously it was just a punch, but Bu Chen, who activated the Holy Martial Body, didn't know how to resist, time seemed to slow down suddenly, and his body couldn't move, but he watched the punch slowly approach his chest.

Want... Is it dead? Buchen couldn't help but think.

The president and the linesman on the side of the ring shot at the same time, and the spiritual power that had undergone two qualitative changes turned into a wall and was in the middle of the fist.

But the horror of this punch is simply beyond the imagination of the two, although it is hastily condensed, but the two referees are strong men who have been immersed in the fierce realm for decades, and the president is the figure who began to preach the grandmaster at the peak of the fierce realm.

The spirit bi condensed by the two only played a buffering role, and in the face of Tang Luo's imperative punch, it only won Buchen a time to cross his hands in front of his chest.

"Boom!"

"Bang!"

The fist smashed into the middle of Bu Chen's crossed hands to block, and the strong urging force traveled through his whole body like an electric current, like a falling star, raising up the sky full of dust.