Chapter 143

Following that, he no longer held anything back.

The full cultivation of a peak-stage Earthly Celestial Immortal was unleashed without reserve!

The crowd was slightly stunned.

They instinctively opened their mouths wide.

Before they could even cry out in astonishment,

another burst of terrifying aura, relatively a notch weaker, erupted with a thunderous boom.

They fixed their eyes and looked closely.

This person was none other than the unassuming Mad Monk!

Seeing this, the crowd

instantly widened their eyes.

Stood there dumbfounded on the spot!

Utterly horrified within!

'One peak-stage Earthly Celestial Immortal, one late-stage Earthly Celestial Immortal—Yunzhou Shaolin's foundation is truly extraordinary!'

Sunflower Ancestor's eyes flickered as he silently mused within.

Many others shared the same reaction.

Only most of them were hidden in the shadows and had not shown themselves.

Yet in their hearts, they all simultaneously felt a trace of wariness toward Yunzhou Shaolin!

Perhaps,

the only one who didn't much care

was Ximen Wudi alone.

If Yunzhou Shaolin's foundation was surprising and daunting,

then at this moment,

the combat power Guichen displayed

was enough to shock them—even strike fear!

Clearly, he was only at late-stage Earthly Celestial Immortal cultivation.

Yet facing one late-stage Earthly Celestial Immortal and one peak-stage Earthly Celestial Immortal,

he not only did not fall behind, but actually grew smoother as the fight went on.

There was even a faint trend of him pressing the two of them!

It was simply too absurd!

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes,

even if you beat them to death, they wouldn't dare believe it!!

At this, not a ripple crossed Guichen's face.

Because

the Qinglong Society possessed the most vast collection of Wu Gong manuals, divine weapons, and miraculous pills in all the Nine Provinces,

as well as rarely known cave dwellings, blessed lands, and secret realms!

Under the cultivation of such terrifying resources,

if he couldn't take on two of the same realm one-on-two,

then wouldn't all these years of cultivation have been practiced onto a dog?!

Let alone Ximen Wudi, the Great Dragon Head himself.

Even they themselves probably wouldn't let themselves off easy!!

The time it takes to drink a cup of tea soon passed.

As time went on,

the battle between the three gradually entered its white-hot stage.

Only what astonished everyone present was

that at this moment, Guichen's offense grew fiercer and fiercer, his swordsmanship swifter and swifter.

Every sword seemed to carry the momentum of overturning mountains and seas.

Looking at the Mad Monk and the Maha Monk instead,

not only were they flustered in their defense under this fierce assault,

even the monk robes on their bodies had become tattered.

Even

they had faintly begun to feel it was somewhat taxing.

Clearly,

Guichen's strength far exceeded their expectations!

A trace of retreat unwittingly rose in their hearts.

But what made their faces turn unsightly was

Guichen gave them not the Sihaoji Society.

He stuck to them tightly the whole time.

Half a quarter-hour later,

seizing the moment when the two men's defense showed some sluggishness,

a cold glint flashed in Guichen's eyes.

The offensive momentum in his hands shifted accordingly.

"Die!!!"

Accompanying that explosive shout.

The speed at which Guichen swung his long sword grew faster and faster.

Until, in the end.

Countless afterimages actually appeared.

Making it impossible to tell which one was real and which one was fake!

Or rather.

Every single sword-image was real!

It was simply because the speed was too fast.

That the naked eye could not distinguish them at all!!

Very soon.

As a series of ear-piercing sounds of tearing through the air rang out in succession.

The sky-filling sword-light descended like a galaxy falling from the nine heavens.

Gorgeously flying toward the two Maha Monks.

'Not good!!'

Seeing this, Maha Monk's body hair stood on end.

His face suddenly changed drastically.

A chill instantly surged from his heels to the back of his head.

His heart was overcome with an icy dread.

Great terror!!!

If he couldn't withstand it, he would surely die!!

Almost in an instant.

Maha Monk's thoughts raced urgently.

His mind secretly deliberated countermeasures.

But what left him somewhat despairing was.

Even though he had deduced it countless times in his heart.

The final result was always his own death!