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Chapter 232 Annihilate With A Wave Of The Hand



He Chuan\'s expression was very calm as he faced the godfiends the outside realm. An attack of this level was no problem for him.

He simply attacked the void, and time seemed to have stopped.

His seemingly weak body was actually unmoving in the violent Hurricane.

Even the clothes on his body did not move at all!

"A fiendgod? Is this all you got?" He Chuan was a little disappointed, but he didn\'t expect that there were really gods and devils lurking in the Central Plains, and they were even in the northern Shaolin Temple.

If it wasn\'t for the fact that someone was in a hurry to assassinate Empress Changning, he really wouldn\'t have noticed!

Only to this extent?

What a joke!

"I want you to die!" The outer godfiend said and flew away.

Even though he was a fourth-rank saint cultivator, he didn\'t have much confidence.

Looking at the powerful energy gathering in the sky above the Northern Shaolin Temple, it was as if it was going to pierce through the sky.

The experts hundreds of miles away were shocked!

A battle at this level was the true strength. It was laughable that they were still fighting for the number one position in the world.

It was already giving face by not being laughed at.

It was as if it wanted to pierce through the heavens.

"I thought that the Great Zhou Dynasty\'s nine thousand-year-old Wei Zhengchun was the limit. I didn\'t expect such an expert to appear. No wonder the Empress fell in love with him. Such an expert is truly terrifying!"

"That\'s right. Even if the nine thousand-year-old Wei Zhengchun was still alive, I\'m afraid he would not be a match for this mysterious expert."

"What opponent? Wei Zhengchun is at most a saint cultivator, but they\'re obviously third-rank saint cultivators and above. He is nothing!"

Back then, the nine thousand-year-old Wei Zhengchun had crushed the sect leaders of the seven major sects as a half-step saint cultivator, but that was only in the battles below the saint cultivator level.

The true experts disdained to participate.

If a saint cultivator had appeared at that time, Wei Zhengchun would not even have had the chance to fight back.

This was the absolute difference between the two.

Even from a hundred miles away, everyone could feel their hearts palpitate. This kind of pressure was too terrifying.

"Supreme demonic technique!" The black mist emitted by the other realm godfiend seemed to want to devour He Chuan!

He Chuan was still calm and composed, as if he didn\'t see the attack of the saint cultivator.

The back of the man in black was facing the crowd. Even if the powerhouses around him attacked him with all their might, they could not shake him at all.

The outer realm godfiend was shocked. The attack of a fourth-rank saint cultivator was unable to break through He Chuan\'s defense.

It was simply a disgrace!

"Were mere humans from the Central Plains already so powerful?"

"Attack at the same time! Kill him!" The outer realm godfiend shouted!

Fear had already emerged in his heart. If he continued to delay, he was afraid that he would not be able to resist running away.

He didn\'t dare to think about the punishment for failing the mission.

It would be better to die here.

The Abbot of the Northern Shaolin Temple and the elders of the Dharma House immediately responded!

"Mo Luo\'s world annihilation!"

"Nine Heavens of Dragon and Elephant!"

"Demonic palm of destruction!"

The three of them attacked at the same time.

In an instant, the sky changed color, the wind and clouds changed, and the roars of dragons and tigers lingered in their ears!

The surrounding time was frozen, and only a terrifying divine technique was left to attack He Chuan!

The hearts of the people who were watching from a distance were also fluctuating!

In particular, Empress Changning, Cai Lian, and the important officials who knew about this matter were all cheering for He Chuan in their hearts.

This was because if He Chuan were to lose, the Great Zhou Dynasty would have to face the pressure of the mysterious powerhouse.

"Who can write your excellency, the hoary head Taixuan Scripture!" He Chuan\'s entire body became ethereal!

The Taixuan Scripture was his trump card now.

The Sunflower Bible and the extreme yang divine skill were still in the martial arts category, and they were now techniques that aided his cultivation.

Boom!

A massive explosion was heard! With He Chuan as the center, a golden light suddenly appeared!

The three divine powers descended on him as if they were going to turn He Chuan into dust!

However, the golden light became more and more dazzling!

The pillar of light shot up into the sky!

"The Zhou Dynasty is indeed full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons. It\'s just that this King didn\'t expect that there were already so-called Gods hidden in the Zhou Dynasty!" The First Prince said with lingering fear as he looked at the terrifying energy erupting in the distance.

Fortunately, he had never thought of assassinating the Empress. Otherwise, all of them would have been buried with her, and none of them would be able to escape.

"It\'s indeed beyond my imagination. It seems that the so-called battle between the Gods has also reached a very intense stage! The young powerhouse with an evil expression muttered to himself."

He was now even more confident that the treasures in the Central Plains were vital.

Otherwise, he would not have been able to hide in the Northern Shaolin Temple for so long.

Without decades of infiltration, it was impossible to achieve such a situation.

Or rather, it could be said that they had been planning this for over a hundred years, all for the sake of those bronze fragments!

The battle in the Northern Shaolin Temple continued.

He Chuan had easily broken through the siege of three experts!

"If this is all you\'ve got, then you can all go to hell!" His tone was still emotionless.

The time in the surroundings resumed its flow, and the flowers, grass, and trees that had been destroyed earlier were rejuvenated.

The destructive techniques of the three masters were different. The Taixuan Scripture was more like the origin of all things, which rejuvenated the earth.

The outer realm godfiends looked at He Chuan, who was at the center of the explosion of energy, and the fear in their hearts grew. They had already used all their strength, but they still couldn\'t kill He Chuan.

After coming to the Zhou Dynasty for so many years, this was the first time he felt despair growing in his heart. In the past, they had always been the ones to bring despair to others.

Now, it was the opposite. No one could have expected it!

"Die!"

This time, He Chuan took the initiative!

Since they dared to assassinate Changning, they must die!

Facing the powerful He Chuan, the three experts panicked. The only thing they could think of was to escape!

However, He Chuan didn\'t care what the other party was thinking!

He directly activated the Taixuan Scripture!

"Killing one person in ten steps, not leaving a trace for a thousand miles!" His figure disappeared on the spot.

No matter how fast his opponent was, they could not be faster than He Chuan!

A distance of several thousand meters was covered in the blink of an eye.

The other three were fast, but He Chuan was even faster!

He put his two fingers together to form a sword and directly swept toward the neck of the elder of the Dharma House. A huge head instantly shot up into the sky!

Blood splattered everywhere!

The elder of the Dharma House had died so easily that the remaining two people were trembling with fear!

In a few breaths, He Chuan came back to the Abbot of the northern Shaolin Temple.

In the face of such a strong He Chuan, the Abbot of the Northern Shaolin Temple was furious. After all, he was a well-known master.

With the strength of a third-rank saint cultivator, he could do whatever he wanted in the Zhou Dynasty, but he was forced into such a state today!

Now, he was actually beaten by an unknown person from the Imperial Court to the point where he couldn\'t even retaliate!

It was simply a great humiliation!

The Abbot of the Northern Shaolin Temple attacked with hatred!

"Buddha\'s giant palm!"

A huge palm shadow was thrown at He Chuan.

He Chuan stood in the air and quickly retaliated against the terrifying palm shadows!

"When things are done, I\'ll brush my clothes and leave, hiding my achievements and fame!" He waved out two finger swords, breaking the huge palm print, and the sharp sword intent continued to shoot at the other party without reducing its power!

The Northern Shaolin Temple\'s Abbot didn\'t have time to react, and his forehead was pierced through!

Two of the three brothers had already died. There was only the last outer realm godfiend left!


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