Chapter 434 Both loses!

In the dark golden hand, Lord Zhen's physical body has been completely condensed into shape, and the infinite power of the physical body spreads in the body like a raging sea.

"Where is the despicable villain, how dare you sneak attack me!"

Lord Zhen let out a terrifying roar, his whole body was radiant with golden light, and terrifying power surged out from his body, trying to break away the imprisoning force of the dark golden hand.

Based on the information detected by his spiritual sense, the power of confinement is not that strong. With his current strength that is advancing by leaps and bounds, this power of confinement is not easy to break.

When he rushed out of this big hand, he just used this sneak attacker to show his prestige, and let him taste the wrath of a martial saint!
"boom!"

The power of the Martial Saint, like a torrent, unscrupulously charged in all directions.

However, just as the golden true essence hit the dark golden light from the dark golden hand, it melted into the dark golden light silently, as if recognizing one's ancestors and returning to one's clan.

"This……"

Lord Zhen was stunned for a moment. He had expected many situations, including being unable to break through the confinement of the dark gold hand, but he never expected that he would encounter such a strange situation.

"Why are you still in a daze, come over and pour wine for Pindao!"

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from not far away, which made Zhen Guogong wake up instantly, and immediately shuddered.

"It turned out to be the senior Martial Sage who summoned me. You just call the junior, and the junior will come here by himself. Why do you need to send me here?"

The Duke of Zhen who was still aggrieved just now and wanted to kill the despicable villain turned his head and saw He Pingan lying on the stone bed. go.

"Duke, help me..."

Emperor Longqing, who was fighting fiercely with Zhang San, was overjoyed when he saw Lord Zhen appeared suddenly, and called for Lord Zhen repeatedly.

"Holy..."

Hearing Emperor Longqing's call, Lord Zhen Guo paused in his steps forward. His spiritual sense had already sensed the situation in the octagonal cage, and he was about to ask, but He Pingan had already spoken.

"Pour wine!"

Hearing He Ping'an's unquestionable voice, Duke Zhenguo felt a "thud" in his heart. He didn't dare to hesitate any more, he stepped forward quickly, bowed slightly to He Pingan, then picked up the jug and gave it to He Pingan. Poured a full glass.

"Duke...Duke..."

Emperor Longqing's voice kept coming out of his ears, but Tangtang Zhen Guogong stood motionless beside the stone bed like a well-behaved little maid, as if he didn't hear it.

Duke Zhen knew in his heart that even if he had broken through to the realm of a martial saint, the difference in strength between him and He Pingan, who was able to face up to the avatar of the demon emperor, was immeasurable.

If this is seen by outsiders, what an amazing scene it would be.

"call out……"

He Pingan picked up the wine glass, drank it down, then looked at Duke Zhen with a smile, and asked, "Someone called you, why didn't you answer?"

Can you put me on the line?

Lord Zhen Guo slandered in his heart, but on the surface he said very respectfully: "With seniors here, there is no room for me to speak."

Hearing this, He Ping'an couldn't help but smiled slightly: "You kid, you are a little interesting."

"Long Qing called you, what does he mean, you are very clear, and I am also very clear."

He Pingan pointed out their thoughts directly, and then continued: "But you know, that kid also has a lot to do with me."

"If you are allowed to intervene, can my junior brother also intervene in this matter?"

While speaking, He Pingan waved one hand, and saw a huge crack in the dark gold rune space above. A white figure wrapped in a mysterious aura fell from the air and came to the side of the stone bed.

The figure gradually turned from virtual to real, and it was a handsome young man in a white robe.

"Brother."

The man in white robe stood beside the stone bed and saluted He Pingan slightly.

"Luo Xianzun!"

Seeing the man in the white robe, Duke Zhen was not familiar with it yet, so he heard Zhang San in the octagonal cage below start calling loudly.

"Luo Xianzun?"

Duke Zhen thought for a while, and then remembered a legend about the Black Tiger Army that his subordinates had collected.

It is said that there is a mysterious master in the Black Tiger Army. Few people have seen this person, but in the Black Tiger Army, everyone has his tablet.

As long as you worship sincerely, there will be unexpected benefits.

Even among the people of Daxuan, there are many people enshrining the tablet of this Luo Xianzun.

Now it seems that it is the person in front of him.

Lord Zhen looked at the person in front of him carefully, and found that his spiritual sense could not detect the reality of this person.

It seems that the person is standing here, but the breath is illusory, as if he will leave at any time.

What's more, the aura wrapped around him is incomparably mysterious, unlike a similar Taoist monk.

But the aura of Confucianism Cultivator and Martial Artist is completely different.

Could it be...

Zhen Guogong's heart moved, and then he contacted the legend of this person, and immediately guessed a little bit.

"Shinto monk!"

Four words jumped out of Zhen Guogong's heart immediately, and his face was full of disbelief.

It has been many years since Dagan fell apart, and there has not been a Shinto monk.

No wonder he was so surprised.

"You kid is quite knowledgeable."

He Pingan said with a smile when he heard the words, and then pointed to Luo Xianzun next to him and introduced: "This is the poor brother, Luo Xiang, who majors in Shinto."

"I have seen Luo Xianzun."

After Zhen Guogong and He Ping'an clone saluted each other, He Ping'an continued: "Since you are all here, come here and see how they behave."

"Whether they win or lose is up to them to decide."

Hearing that He Ping'an had already made a decision, Lord Zhen Guo didn't dare to say anything. As for the avatar beside him, he naturally wouldn't say much.

Seeing that his call was ignored, Zhang San also knew about his duel with Emperor Longqing, Luo Xianzun could no longer provide any help, so he restrained his mind and started a confrontation with Emperor Longqing.

As the two sides lost hope of off-court helpers, the battle in the octagonal cage had reached a fever pitch.

The fists and feet of the two sides crisscrossed each other, leaving deep scars on each other's body. Even Emperor Longqing's dragon robe was torn a little, but both of them gritted their teeth and persisted, not daring to relax in the slightest.

However, as the fighting time continued to prolong, the true essence of the two of them was also close to drying up.

After all, their cultivation at this time is limited to the ninth rank. Although they can use the least amount of true energy to display the strength of the seventh rank or above based on their mastery of realm and skills, they cannot avoid the loss of true essence.

Just after the two sides confronted each other again, the two retreated a few feet at the same time, staring fiercely at each other, calming the heavy breathing in their chests, and trying their best to squeeze the last ray of true energy in their bodies.

"Hehe, just look at this blow!"

He Pingan said with a smile.

Lord Zhen Guo and Luo Xianzun's avatars also nodded at the same time. They could all see that the real vitality in their bodies was exhausted at this time. After this blow, the two of them could no longer send out any more harmful attacks.

"Ho!"

Zhang San let out a heavy breath, and then a cold light flashed through his eyes, he twisted his waist, kicked his feet heavily on the ground, his figure instantly turned into an afterimage, and rushed towards Emperor Longqing like lightning.

Above the edge of the fist, there seemed to be a flash of starlight.

Emperor Longqing had also adjusted to the best condition at this time, knowing that the critical moment of the decisive battle had come, the true essence circulated in his body in a special trajectory for a week, and finally turned into a touch of golden light and attached to his fists.

Emperor Longqing nodded in satisfaction. Although it was only a trace of the power of Huangji Breaking Heaven Kungfu, it was an absolute killer when it appeared in the ninth-rank realm.

"boom!"

As the two sides collided, the golden light collided with the starlight, and an astonishing loud noise spread throughout the octagonal cage in an instant.

Then I saw Zhang San and Emperor Longqing drawing a parabola in the air like flying stones, and then fell heavily.

"Clap."

The two fell from mid-air and fell to the ground motionless. Their clothes had been completely torn by the aftermath, and there was not a single part of their bodies intact. Their hands were also torn apart, obviously unable to fight any more.

"Both lose."

Zhen Guogong muttered to himself, but he didn't expect that it would end like this in the end.

"Senior, neither side has the strength to fight at this time, can this junior bring the Holy One to treat him?"

Seeing that the result had come out, Lord Zhen Guo couldn't help asking.

He Pingan pondered for a while, and was about to agree, but his spiritual sense suddenly detected something, and he couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Wait a minute"

(End of this chapter)

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