"Although I can't help you much, my man is not something anyone can ridicule at will."

Yan Ruyu has a strong face, exuding a high-ranking majesty, and the pattern between her eyebrows gives people an invisible pressure.

Next, fierce battles began, and then were resolved very quickly.

"I didn't expect us to face each other so quickly."

Qijie stepped onto the ring and looked at his opponent, who was also a monk and was Wuji, a talented disciple of Mingwang Temple's generation.

"I heard that you received the inheritance of the Fighting Holy Buddha. I didn't go there during the breakthrough, otherwise the inheritance of the Holy Buddha would not be your turn!"

Wuji looked at Qijie and snorted coldly.

"Really, who doesn't know how to brag?"

Qijie curled his lips in disapproval.

"Today, let me see how strong the disciples of the abbot of Lingyin Temple are!"

Wuji shouted coldly, waved his hands, and a terrifying Buddha light surged from his body, and a golden palm print attacked Qijie.

"Come on, I haven't fought in a long time!"

Qijie snorted coldly, and struck out with the same palm, and the terrifying Buddha's light burst out.

Bang bang bang!

A series of fierce fighting sounds rang out. These two were the top disciples of the younger generation among the two major Buddhist forces in the martial arts world. Now they were fighting extremely fiercely.

Soon, all the strength of the two people exploded, and they both reached the early stage of the Heavenly Realm. They are also the only two masters in the martial arts conference who have shown the strength of the Heavenly Realm.

It immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the martial arts conference. After all, he reached the realm of heaven and humanity before he was thirty years old. This kind of talent can definitely be said to be unparalleled, and his future achievements will definitely be extraordinary.

Even breaking through to the Void-Breaking Realm is an easy matter, so it certainly deserves everyone's attention.

Seal of the Ming Dynasty!

Vajra Palm!

Wuji from Mingwang Temple and Qijie from Lingyin Temple both unleashed their powerful martial arts skills and launched a series of fierce attacks.

The terrifying wave of true energy swept across, filling the surrounding void, annihilating the void air currents one after another.

"The fighting power of these Seven Rings is really strong. It seems that the inheritance of the Fighting Holy Buddha has greatly improved his strength!"

Xiao Yifeng sighed.

"This boy has a very strong understanding of Buddhism. If he can step into the ancient world and enter the Buddhist sect, he may become a giant of Buddhism in the future."

Long Qian said calmly.

"Senior, you always talk about the ancient world. Is this ancient world another world stronger than the earth? And what kind of power is this Buddhist sect?"

Xiao Yifeng asked, unable to hold back his inner curiosity.

"The ancient world is indeed another world, more advanced than your earthly world. I will explain these to you in detail after the martial arts conference is over. As for the Buddha Sect, he is the leader of Buddhism and Taoism in the ancient world. Compared with this so-called Ming Dynasty,

Wang Temple, Lingyin Temple, and Kasyapa Temple are a thousand times stronger."

Long Qian's simple words made Xiao Yifeng full of curiosity. He wanted to know more about this ancient world and what kind of world it was.

"Senior brother, who do you think wins between these two?"

At this time, Wu Nu, the head of Luohan Hall in Lingyin Temple, looked at Wu Nian and said.

"Everything is knowable!"

Wu Nian looked indifferent and whispered softly.

Formless Disillusionment Palm!

On the arena, Wuji of Mingwang Temple waved his hands, and palm prints burst out. The palm prints were crisscrossed, wrapping the entire arena. They were shadowless and unpredictable, but exuded a terrifying attack aura, as if

A fatal blow can be launched at any time

Destroy!

When these palm prints wrapped all the Qijie in it, Wuji shouted loudly, and immediately all these palm prints flew towards the Qijie to completely destroy them.

Fight the Buddha body!

Qijie suddenly spoke, pinched his hands, and a bright Buddha light burst out from his body. A terrifying fighting spirit was released, and a Buddha body with a solemn appearance and treasure was condensed on his body.

The Buddha's body shrouded the Seven Precepts in it, completely resisting Wuji's terrifying attack, without any damage to itself.

"Fighting Holy Fist!"

Qijie shouted again, and punched directly towards Wuji. His fighting spirit was high in his eyes, and his body exuded a terrifying desire to fight. He punched out, and a golden fist light blasted towards Wuji, with overwhelming force.

The will to fight.

This move is exactly the famous stunt of Fighting Saint Buddha. A punch is thrown out, as if to shatter the void. The power of this punch is completely beyond the attack range that a warrior in the early stage of the Heavenly Realm can withstand.

Bang!

With one punch, the void shattered and twisted, and endless ripples of power spread out, sweeping in all directions, even affecting other people in the arena.

With this punch, Wuji, the talented disciple of Mingwang Temple, flew out, flew directly out of the ring, landed on the ground, stepped back more than ten steps, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and stared at Qi Qi with a cold light in his eyes.

quit.

"Look, I've been blown away. I'd better brag less in the future!"

Qijie looked at Wuji and curled his lips.

"snort!"

Wuji snorted coldly, covered his body and left.

"Brother Xiao, how do you feel about my performance?"

Qijie walked to Xiao Yifeng and said with a smile.

"Very good, very powerful!"

Xiao Yifeng praised.

"But I really want to know who is more powerful between the two of us!"

Qijie stared at Xiao Yifeng, with a flash of interest in his eyes.

"Have a chance to compete!"

Xiao Yifeng said with a smile, and then said: "Okay, it's my turn to play."

Then Xiao Yifeng walked onto one of the arenas, and the person he was fighting against was a disciple of Shushan Tianji Peak, whose strength had reached the peak of the Saint Realm.

At the same time, in another arena, Ximen Jianchen was also standing here. In front of him stood a master who had entered the late Saint Realm, but his eyes were always staring at Xiao Yifeng, with overwhelming hatred in his eyes.

"Hey, what are you looking at? Boy, do you want to fight or not?"

Ximen Jianchen's opponent looked at him and couldn't help shouting, but Ximen Jianchen ignored him.

"Humph, crazy!"

Seeing Ximen Jianchen like this, his opponent snorted coldly and attacked Ximen Jianchen with a mid-grade spiritual sword in his hand. However, he was knocked down by Ximen Jianchen's palm.

At this time, Xiao Yifeng and the Shushan disciple also started fighting. Facing the Shushan disciple who had reached the peak of the holy realm, Xiao Yifeng did not fight with him for too long, and directly punched him away.

The strength shown by Xiao Yifeng was only in the early stages of entering the Saint Realm, but he successively defeated masters who reached the peak of the Saint Realm and reached the Great Perfection of the Saint Realm.
Chapter completed!