Chapter 132: Di Shitian, who is constantly being broken

"A mere mortal body, also worthy of making me, this god, nervous?" Di Shitian acted dissolute:

"You just used the power of heaven and earth to block me. Your cultivation is probably far inferior to mine."

The white-haired, black-robed man smiled and clapped his hands:

"As expected of a god in the world, your vision is extraordinary. Since you claim to be a god, I, this mortal, naturally cannot compare to you."

"Today I finally know that there is heaven beyond heaven, and gods beyond people!"

"It's good that you understand. Since you want to gamble with me, let's see if you have the qualifications."

Di Shitian's own heartbeat accelerated sharply, and it even brought Zhuang Buran's heart to beat thumping.

Seeing the white-haired, black-robed man still in a calm posture, his heartbeat stopped suddenly and then accelerated rapidly. After repeating the cycle countless times, words with hidden laughter came to his ears:

"Good skill. Using one's own heart to lead the enemy's heart, making the opponent's heart and viscera crack. It seems I also know this kind of martial art."

Di Shitian saw the white-haired, black-robed man raise his hand and stroke lightly. Between picking and pressing, the meridians in his body began to tremble, and his true Qi actually didn't listen to his own control.

"What a god of the human world, such a majestic and immense internal strength, I'm afraid it's not less than a thousand years. If you don't borrow some power of heaven and earth, I'm afraid you won't be able to touch it at all."

Zhuang Buran raised his foot and stepped, actually giving birth to an illusory Qi formation of Strange Gate Dunjia.

"Qian character, Chaotic Gold Timber!"

The white-haired, black-robed man appeared in front of Di Shitian like a teleportation, and then slapped his head fiercely.

Although Di Shitian felt that there was an inexplicable power of heaven and earth, making himself out of touch with heaven and earth and unable to control himself, he could only watch himself being suppressed in place. But instinctively, he used his unstoppable internal skill to unload the force.

But he saw the slap that should have been horizontal force turned downward directly. With a "bang," Di Shitian's head was embedded into the mud.

"What a hard head." Zhuang Buran laughed:

"Eight Divinities Power, White Tiger!"

"Boom!"

The pit the size of a head turned into the size of a human body.

"Zhen character, Thunder!"

After the crowd outside the Strange Gate formation heard the sound of thunder, they saw extremely fierce lightning.

With a "boom," a huge deep pit appeared in the place of thunder.

The white-haired, black-robed man had one hand behind his back and one in front, but he saw Di Shitian was already above the pit. The mysterious ice mask he wore had shattered, his head was dripping with blood, and his whole body looked extremely embarrassed.

"What a divine ability, actually able to turn the body into dust and then reorganize the body, thus escaping from my hands. As expected of a true god with a thousand years of cultivation."

"Shut up!"

Di Shitian's whole body Qi mechanism was inexplicable:

"Actually making me bleed."

Cold air appeared on his palms, then turned ice into blades, and hit the white-haired, black-robed man on the other side of the pit.

"Li character, Red Refining!"

Zhuang Buran raised his hand, and flames like dragons appeared in his palms. Just when Di Shitian wanted to continue to make trouble, the white-haired, black-robed man's soles shook, and he felt the acupoints all over his body suddenly cold and hot, jumping suddenly.

"Li character, Purgatory!"

With a "boom," the raging flames like a waterfall poured toward Di Shitian.

"Xiongba, you have completely angered me."

Di Shitian rushed out of the sea of fire with the momentum of shrinking the ground into an inch, appeared in front of the white-haired, black-robed man, and then his eyes emitted cold and soul-stirring strange light.

He originally thought that this hateful guy who only knew how to play some flashy techniques was hit by the 'Startling Eye Tribulation' and was about to die and fall to the ground.

He didn't want a few words to enter his ears slowly:

"Qian character, Blindfold, Hundred Flowers Dazzling!"

Di Shitian saw the figure in front of him dissipate like a bubble, and there were several figures that looked real or illusory around him.

"With these unrefined tricks, you still want to deceive me." Di Shitian clapped his palms:

"Ridiculous!"

The extremely thick palm force instantly scattered several virtual shadows, and there were several Qi energies that turned ice into thunder, hitting the true body of the white-haired, black-robed man.

"Xun character, Fragrant Sandalwood Merit!"

In the blink of an eye, the ground moved, and large pieces of sandalwood pierced out from the ground, turning into a barrier. The ice and thunder Qi mechanism hit the sandalwood directly, making a series of explosions.

"Xun character, Wind Rope!"

Zhuang Buran pinched the formula and recited the spell, and Di Shitian was suddenly tied tightly by the rope turned by the airflow.

Then he appeared behind him like a teleportation, used the Yin Dragon in his body, and split the wood and stone with the momentum of a blade and axe, and slapped down, immediately blasting Di Shitian into the ground.

With a "boom," a cold air erupted violently at the bottom of the pit, and only saw a continuous stream of blade Qi shooting toward the white-haired, black-robed man.

It was just like the 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin' performed by Wuming in the past, but the power was much stronger than that, and almost in an instant, a layer of thin ice appeared within a few miles.

"Kun character, Earth River Cart!"

The rock and soil on the ground suddenly bulged, flowing like river water and swallowing thousands of blade Qi.

Immediately, the rock and soil under Zhuang Buran's feet bulged and turned into an earth dragon. He looked down at Di Shitian at the bottom of the pit, acting amazed:

"What a powerful god of the human world. Besides the martial arts power being like an immortal or a god, you also know the supreme unique skill of the Sword Sect, and you have mastered it into your own unique martial arts moves."

"I really can't compare, I can only use some strange gate techniques to barely resist."

At this moment, Nie Feng and the others had long since retreated to a safe area, fearing that they would affect the battle because of themselves, but they also heard the white-haired, black-robed man's sarcastic words, and they were speechless, but also slightly relaxed.

"Xiongba, I have to admit that you are the second person who is slightly worthy of my attention." Di Shitian's eyes were cold:

"It's a pity that a god is a god after all. How can you, a mortal, resist the divine power?"

"Yes, I am just a mere mortal, so I can only trap you in the Strange Gate formation to be able to fight you to a draw."

Zhuang Buran lowered his hands naturally and shook his head and sighed:

"Otherwise, I won't struggle anymore. Dying in the hands of a god in the world is also an honor."

How could Di Shitian not know that the white-haired, black-robed man was teasing him, just like himself in the past, playing with the world high above.

At this time, he only felt that this person was even more hateful than someone who had once severely injured him.

"How dare you!"

Di Shitian appeared beside Zhuang Buran like a ghost. Under the surge of Qi, he suddenly found that this blow missed. He stepped and jumped, appearing behind him again, but was dodged again.

In the Strange Gate formation, I saw one chasing and one fleeing. The chaser was getting more and more urgent, and the escaper was getting more and more calm.

"Why did I suddenly feel that you, a god, are somewhat unworthy of the name? I have tied my hands and feet, let you hit me, why are you always a little bit off."

Zhuang Buran said while moving and teleporting in the Strange Gate formation, seemingly helplessly:

"For you with a thousand years of cultivation, you seem to have failed to exert the true power of your cultivation, and you are all relying on martial arts moves to show off."

"So it's always a little bit off, and I can't hit me."

He suddenly appeared in front of Di Shitian and smiled slightly:

"When you were practicing martial arts, were you often ridiculed by your fellow disciples, or beaten and scolded by your master or elders?"

Di Shitian's face was three points colder, and he slapped again, but was dodged by the white-haired, black-robed man.

"Are they all saying that your aptitude and comprehension are extremely poor? A set of martial arts, people with average comprehension, practice it seven or eight times, and they will get started, but you have to practice it repeatedly for dozens or hundreds of times before you can touch the threshold."

"And now you can create martial arts that seem miraculous, it should be because you have some treasure, plus the tempering of great strength to create miracles, to have today's achievements."

Di Shitian didn't speak, just attacked the white-haired, black-robed man fiercely.

"Third-rate experts compare martial arts moves, second-rate experts compare internal skills, and first-rate experts compare breadth of mind."

Zhuang Buran sighed leisurely:

"I really don't know what to say about your current posture."

After speaking, his figure flashed, and he slapped Di Shitian. Between his palms and fingers, it seemed to contain the number of heavens and stars. The change was so exquisite that once it was used, it was released to the dome, and collected to the micro, the elegant place was like star light flashing, and the strict place was like the Big Dipper array.

With a "bang," Di Shitian was hit into the bottom of the pit for the third time.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 133 =====