The divine monk Juexin became the only focus between heaven and earth. With countless people looking up at him, he walked towards the north city gate step by step from high in the sky.
As he got closer and closer to the north gate, the dignitaries in the city also saw him and were all shocked. They stood up one after another, unable to remain calm.
This is a world of martial arts, but the people of Dajing still understand martial arts at the level where only the spiritual consciousness realm is considered a top master, and they have never seen a martial artist walking in the air.
“Is this the God-man…?”
Nan Yunfo stood behind Jiang Yu, muttering to himself with a complicated expression.
The Mahayana Dragon Tower has a hierarchy, and people with different status know different things. It was also recently that Nanyun Buddha learned about the existence of the realm of gods and men, but he is not sure how powerful they are.
The same was true for Jiang Yu. The emperor stared at the monk Juexin in a daze.
He suddenly felt that the arrogant Immortal Master might not be able to win.
Not only he thought so, all those who witnessed the Divine Monk Juexin had the same thought. The Immortal Master Changsheng had never demonstrated the ability to walk in the air.
On the hillside of Longqi Mountain, Ling Xiao couldn't help but turn his head to look at Arakawa and asked, "Master, can you beat him? This is a life-and-death battle."
Arakawa has been in the martial arts world for many years and has seen many masters, but he has never seen such ability. He is unsure, but he has full confidence in Jiang Changsheng. He said in a deep voice: "Believe in Master, Master is the strongest."
Meng Qiushuang, Qingku, Wanli, Mingyue and others frowned, but did not question Jiang Changsheng, but just waited patiently.
Looking from Longqi Mountain, one after another figures leaped up from the city and landed on the eaves. Looking around, there were figures on the eaves of all the roofs in the city. Warriors leaped up, and ordinary people climbed up ladders, all wanting to watch this unprecedented battle.
Many White Guards, Tianwu Supervisor, and Imperial Guards also landed on the roof to watch the battle. Hua Jianxin was also there. She looked at the figure of the divine monk Juexin and subconsciously tightened the hilt of the sword at her waist.
The mere appearance of the monk Juexin makes people feel that he has won.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the divine monk Juexin landed on the top of the north city gate. He stood upright, waiting for the arrival of the immortal master Changsheng.
On the top of Longqi Temple Mountain, in the courtyard.
Jiang Changsheng stood up and stretched his muscles. Wang Chen ran back to the yard and said nervously, "Master, that divine monk can actually fly in the air. Don't be careless."
Bai Qi snorted, "You are surprised by what you have seen. Flying is a sign of the divine realm ."
The white dragon raised its snake body, and its head emerged from the branches of the Earth Spirit Tree, looking towards the north city gate from afar.
Wang Chen had heard Bai Qi speak human language before, so he was not surprised and just looked at Jiang Changsheng.
Jiang Changsheng smiled and said, "Isn't it just flying? I can do it too. I forgot how I survived the tribulation. I'm just too lazy to fly normally."
This is the truth. By wrapping the body with spiritual power, he can fly easily, but he feels that it is not as cool as flying with a sword.
Wang Chen breathed a sigh of relief, stopped reminding, turned around and left, ready to watch the battle.
The Taihang sword at Jiang Changsheng's waist suddenly came out of its sheath, and he jumped up and walked away on the sword with an imposing manner.
Bai Qi jumped out of the yard, came to the edge of the cliff, and looked at the north gate below.
After the arrival of the divine monk Juexin, most people's eyes fell on Longqi Mountain, expecting the appearance of the immortal master Changsheng. Soon they saw Jiang Changsheng flying down the mountain on a sword, which aroused cheers from many common people and dignitaries.
Naturally, they were more inclined towards the Immortal Master Changsheng, after all, the Immortal Master Changsheng was from the capital.
Seeing Jiang Changsheng appear, the Buddha Nanyun behind Jiang Yu sneered and said, "One is flying directly in the air, while the other needs to step on the sword. The difference in realm is obvious at a glance."
Jiang Yu didn't respond, he had the same feeling.
Jiang Changsheng quickly flew to the top of the city wall, jumped down lightly, and landed steadily on the eaves of the city wall. The Taihang Sword made an arc and flew accurately into his scabbard.
This method also excited many warriors.
"Sword-controlling technique, I didn't expect there is such a swordsman in the martial arts world today."
"Master Changsheng is not a swordsman."
"Today I can finally appreciate the wonderful Dharma image of the martial arts legend."
"The martial arts legend is indeed powerful, but it is still slightly inferior to the grandmaster."
"The leader of the five great masters, Tian Gang Daoist, died in the Heroes' Tomb. If Juexin Divine Monk can win, then he will be the strongest master, a true martial arts legend."
Inside and outside the city, heroes, nobles, and common people were all discussing the outcome of the two peerless masters.
The divine monk Juexin opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Changsheng. He said, "Master Changsheng is really young."
Jiang Changsheng chuckled and said, "I'm almost fifty years old, not young."
The monk Juexin was indifferent and said, "Today's battle is the last . If I die, I will be buried in the hero's tomb and help to enhance the reputation of Longqi Temple. If the immortal master dies, I will not live long and will follow you soon."
Jiang Changsheng shook his head and said, "Divine monk, look at what you are saying, are you speaking human language? "
The eyes of the divine monk Juexin were stern, and he spoke again, but this time he used lip language.
He stated his purpose, which was to restore Chu.
Jiang Changsheng's existence becomes the biggest obstacle to the restoration of Chu.
Jiang Changsheng was not surprised when he saw this, but said calmly: "Then go ahead, there are a lot of people here, don't keep the spectators waiting for too long."
"Then I will come to learn from the martial arts legend of today!"
Monk Juexin said in a deep voice, he put his palms together, the Buddha's light behind him increased greatly, the looming Buddha statue became larger, and his body surface began to linger with true energy, which was actually blood-colored.
Jiang Changsheng raised his eyebrows. He could tell at a glance that the other party was burning his blood and energy to forcibly increase his skills.
If this goes on, even if he wins, the monk Juexin will not survive the day.
This old guy really tried his best.
Even though he is at the level of a god, the monk Juexin does not intend to take it lightly. Instead, he wants to burn out his life and launch the strongest attack.
The sky seemed to be at dusk, and a strong wind blew between heaven and earth, ravaging the mountains and forests outside the city, blowing the robes of the spectators on the roofs. A great pressure enveloped the whole city, and even ordinary people could feel the oppression and felt uncomfortable in their chests.
The sky and the earth changed color!
Rolling thunderclouds suddenly gathered, surging violently, ready to strike.
Jiang Changsheng did not take action, but stared at the monk Juexin with curiosity.
The monk Juexin shouted angrily, and the phantom-like Buddha statue behind him suddenly rose up to a height of a hundred feet. It was shining with golden light, with a burly figure and a majestic aura. Its face was like that of an arhat who subdues demons, and it glared at Jiang Changsheng.
Everyone's eyes widened at this scene.
An old beggar outside the city was trembling all over, muttering: "Stepping into the air, concentrating the mind with true energy, he has surpassed the master, and is no longer an ordinary person."
All the warriors were shocked and looked at the monk Juexin with fanaticism and awe.
The art of martial arts can actually be so powerful!
There was a raging fire in the heart of each of them.
At this moment, the hundred-foot-tall golden Arhat Buddha suddenly shrank and drilled into the body of the Juexin monk. The thin and old body of the Juexin monk suddenly became strong, his muscles supported his robes, and his body surface turned golden.
In an instant, he was nearly three meters tall, with an imposing figure. He slowly raised his arms, and two golden Buddha arms condensed on his back, which were extremely dazzling, as if the Buddha's light was shining behind him.
At this moment, the image of the divine monk Juexin completely transcended that of an ordinary person, and the Emperor Jiang Yu even stood up with his eyes wide open.
On the cliff, Bai Qi was amazed and said with emotion: "This grand scene is not simple, this god is too powerful..."
The terrible feeling of oppression reminded it of the god-like man of the Donglin Dynasty, which was no less powerful.
"This realm is above the Grandmaster's realm, the realm of Gods and Men. I have used my flesh and blood to open up the realm of Gods and Men for the Thirteen States and the world. Warriors of the world look up to it. This is the realm of Gods and Men, and it is the realm that you, the younger generation, must pursue throughout your lives!"
The voice of the divine monk Juexin resounded under the sky. Everyone, whether inside or outside the city, could hear it. It was like the roar of the god of thunder, shocking everyone.
The monk Juexin raised his right arm, and the golden arm behind him pulled back, as if he was about to swing his palm.
With a pull of the horse stance, the divine man's momentum reaches its peak!
He stared at Jiang Changsheng coldly and said, "Master, why don't you practice your skills?"
Jiang Changsheng put the Qilin whisk on his waist, drew out the Taihang sword again, and said with a smile: "Then I will use Longqi Temple's unique skills, Taiqing swordsmanship, to fight the god."
“Why not use Miao Zong’s Dharma image?”
"We should let the world see Longqi Temple's swordsmanship."
Jiang Changsheng smiled calmly, then raised his sword and pointed it at the monk Juexin.
The monk Juexin laughed loudly, his face became ferocious, his blood and energy had burned to the extreme and he could not wait any longer.
Amidst everyone's nervous expressions, the divine monk Juexin roared, and swung out with his right palm with tremendous force, while the golden arm behind him did the same. As both palms came out, thunder roared, and a white streak fell at the same time, eclipsing the heaven and earth.
"Buddha shakes the mountains and rivers!"
Boom boom
The city wall beneath the feet of the two men instantly turned into dust and exploded. The world-destroying palm wind blew countless people to the ground.
Jiang Changsheng faced the divine man's immense power. His right hand suddenly loosened, and he pushed his palm forward. The Taihang Sword turned into a beam of sword light and shot out.
call out!
The sky and earth were illuminated by the sword light, and the thunder stopped abruptly. Everyone was dazzled and closed their eyes subconsciously. When they opened their eyes again, the palm wind on the top of the city was dispersed. The sky was centered on the direction where Jiang Changsheng's sword was shot, and the sea of ​​clouds surged to both sides, with no end in sight, as if the sky was split in half. It was extremely shocking.
The Juexin monk stood in the air with his palms waving. A sword pierced his chest and embedded itself in his golden body. He was trembling all over, his eyes full of disbelief.
He stared at Jiang Changsheng closely, the golden color on his body slowly fading away, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Where did you learn Taiqing swordsmanship...?"
Jiang Changsheng clenched his right hand slightly, and with a "pu" sound, the Taihang Sword broke away from the body of the Juexin monk, blood spilled into the sky, and the hilt flew into the palm of Jiang Changsheng's hand.
"I created it. Although you are a god, my Taiqing sword technique is only used to kill gods."
Jiang Changsheng's voice was unusually indifferent. He shook the sword lightly, used his spiritual power to disperse the blood on the blade, and put the sword into the scabbard.
The eyes of the Juexin monk lost their luster, and his body quickly shriveled up, turning into his previous old and weak figure, and he began to fall.
Jiang Changsheng raised his hand and sucked the body of the monk Juexin through the air. He grabbed the belt of the monk Juexin, picked up his body and turned to fly towards Longqi Mountain.
The world was silent, not a sound was heard.
Everyone was still in a daze, and they were only awakened when they saw Jiang Changsheng flying towards Longqi Temple carrying the body of the monk Juexin.
"Oh my god! The Absolute Heart Divine Monk was defeated?"
"How is it possible? Lost just like that?"
"How could such a terrifying palm strike be broken by a sword? Even though we were far apart just now, I felt like I was suffocating!"
"What kind of swordsmanship is that? Did the people in front hear it clearly?"
"It's the Taiqing sword technique! The immortal master said that this sword is specially used to kill gods and immortals. Hiss - the martial arts legend is truly invincible in the world!"
Outside the city, a large number of martial arts masters knelt down. Some were so frightened that their legs went limp, and some were so shocked that they couldn't help but kowtow. As more and more warriors knelt down, the momentum spread and became unstoppable. All those who practiced martial arts knelt down and worshipped in the direction of Longqi Temple.
The North Gate had been reduced to ruins. This scene was seen by most people in the city and shocked them as well.
A scholar stood on the attic with a dull look in his eyes. He swallowed his saliva and said with emotion: "Taiqing killed the gods with one sword, and the ghosts trembled in fear. All the warriors in the world bowed their heads and respectfully welcomed the arrival of the gods..."
"The ultimate martial arts masterpiece of the time..."
Arakawa's loud and excited voice came from Longqi Mountain:
"Send the Heartless Monk to the Heroes' Tomb!"
The sound echoed for a long time, allowing everyone to feel the soaring heroic spirit of the martial arts legend.