The smoke and dust gradually fell, the line of sight gradually became clear, the palace walls far away from each other had a similar tragic situation, the wall skin peeled off, and it was full of holes, looking like a monument tens of thousands of years ago.The palace wall in the south was the most miserable, and there was a huge gap, about dozens of zhang wide.Even March withdrew his fist.All eyes were on her fist, and then it moved and finally landed on her face, full of awe and fear.Her movements are not beautiful, they are ordinary, just like her people.But who would dare to say that this is ordinary?
Everyone knew that Lian March was the strongest thing in the cultivation world, but not many people had seen her make a move, because she hadn't really made a move for many years, and the people who saw her make a move many years ago were basically dead.Today, people know that she is really so strong, so terrifying, even stronger and more terrifying than the legend.Kou Qingtong, the last powerhouse of the Blood Demon Sect, was beaten by her into such a ghost.Jing Jiu knew what kind of person she was, and it was expected that she would win Kou Qingtong, so she was very calm, but there was a slight worry in her eyes."
The heritage of Yunmeng Mountain is really deep, and any person who comes is very strong, but for me, it is still a little weaker."
Lian March said to the real person.No matter how wooden the real person is, he couldn't help but smile bitterly at this time, and said: "This is not just picked out randomly. ”No matter how deep Yunmeng Mountain is, there is only one murderer like Kou Qingtong."
But he's not as good as you."
Lian Yue stared at Tan Zhenren's eyes and said, "That's why I'm going to beat you." ”The Qingshan Sect and the Zhongzhou faction agreed on a five-game tiebreaker, and the winner could continue to fight.Winning the first game in March, of course qualified to play the second game.It's just that no one thought that she had just defeated a powerhouse of Kou Qingtong's level, and then she was going to challenge Tan Zhenren.The palace was quiet again.This time there really was no one who was optimistic about her.Tan Zhenren is really the strongest person in the mainland, and even March said that even Kou Qingtong is not as good as him.No matter how strong he is in March, he has just defeated Kou Qingtong, and he will inevitably suffer great losses, and he is obviously injured, how can he defeat Tan Zhenren?
Somewhat surprised, Tan Zhenren did not reject her like he rejected Jing Jiu, and said calmly: "Please." ”Lian Yue looked at him, with a look of appreciation in his eyes, and said, "I said, you are a good person, so I let you strike first." ”Earlier, she and Kou Qingtong had said that if she made the first move, no one would have a chance to make a move.Is talking about real people no exception?
Tan Zhenren did not feel humiliated, and began to prepare in earnest, stretched his hands in front of him, and then began to adjust the distance and angle.His expression was really serious, just like a farmer who is ready to plough the field to polish his knives, and a general who is ready to go out to fight sharpen his knives, meticulous and not too complicated.After a moment, his hands stopped moving, about a foot and a half apart, and his fingers were slightly open, as if encircling a void.Sure that everything was perfect, Tan Zhenren raised his head, looked at Lian Yue and said, "Okay." ”Lian Yue suddenly laughed.She asked Tan Zhenren to make a move, and Tan Zhenren really only had one pair of hands.How indifferent, how proud.This is the style of the head of the Zhongzhou faction.But she didn't want to strike first, and in the face of those hands, it was extremely difficult to make a move.The hands that talk about real people are by no means simple, and the void she holds feels like another space for real, revealing extremely subtle meaning and danger.Lian Yue quietly looked at the hands and began to calculate.Tan Zhenren didn't move, let her watch.Time passed slowly, and the morning glow returned to the sky of Chaoge City.The palace was still silent, and everyone watched the room nervously, knowing that this was by no means as simple as a confrontation, but the realm of talking about real people and Lian March was too subtle for them to understand.The sound of yawning suddenly sounded in the side hall, and Ping Yongjia felt bored and said, "When will it start?"
”In the quiet palace, many people heard his words and looked at each other angrily.Even March heard this, smiled slightly, stretched out his index finger and pointed out a drop of water in the wind, which bounced to the opposite side.The drop of water crossed the distance of several miles and fell unmistakably between the hands of Tan Zhenren.The void suddenly rippled like a lake.Even March did not strike first.Talking about real people didn't make a move.But this battle between the strongest people in the Chaotian Continent began like this.………… The surface of the lake gradually calmed down, and the ripples gradually widened, and several arcs of light appeared.When the waves roll, the lake is the lake, the river is the river, and only when it is quiet, it will become a mirror.At this time, the void between the hands of the real person became a mirror, with a few arcs of light on it.The smallest mirror can fit into the widest part of the sky, as long as it's far enough away or strong enough.The whole imperial city entered the mirror at this moment, and then was cut into different pictures by the arc light, intertwined, superimposed, occasionally separated, in short, not one again.The world in the real world is also changing, and the palace complex seems to be cut into several sections, which looks extremely strange and dizzying.Some bold and curious eunuchs looked at it twice, but they couldn't bear it anymore and fainted directly.Some of the ministers in the hall also covered their foreheads and sat down on the ground.Those sect powerhouses in the sky, seeing the picture from the side, also felt that the Dao heart was slightly confused, and quickly turned their faces away.Bu Qiuxiao ordered Liu Shisui and Xi Yiyun and other ordinary disciples to close their eyes, and then looked at the square, once again amazed, thinking that they would talk about real people with Taoism, and they were really unparalleled in the world.………… Tan Zhenren's hands slowly moved closer, and the void deformed and distorted.The two palaces in the two pictures moved closer together, and an unimaginably huge force appeared on the square with the superposition of space.The silent palace resounded with countless crisp shattering sounds, which could be the sound of space cutting, or the sound of space debris annihilation.Countless winds poured out from those cracks and cracks, passing through the square, if it weren't for the shield of the Imperial City's Great Array, I was afraid that the palace walls would be destroyed in an instant.Lian March's black hair fluttered, his face was a little pale, and a blood overflowed from the corner of his lips.In the battle with Kou Qingtong, she couldn't stand the slight injury, and at this time, she was squeezed by the space, and the injury suddenly burst out.If she wants to win this battle, she must interrupt Tan Zhenren's Dao method with the most violent offensive, the problem is that although Tan Zhenren is the mirror bearer, he is also the person in the mirror, and he can't be sure where his real body is in the space, so how can he attack him?
Lian March took a step forward and found a passage between the mirrors in the sky.That passage did not lead to Tan Zhenren's real body, but through the morning sun in the sky.She wasn't going to fly away, she just wanted to see the sun.A beam of morning light came from the eastern sky, passed through the space fragments in the imperial city, and landed accurately on her.In the clear morning light, her figure looks extremely tall.She reached out her right hand and grabbed the morning light, then squeezed it hard.An indescribable sound sounded in the palm of her hand.It's like a broken string, like a flying sword breaking, or a magic weapon bursting.The morning light is off!
Even March didn't let go, the morning light kept refracting and clashing in her palm, and finally overflowed between her fingers, turning into fragments, and going in all directions.The spatial mirrors in the imperial city were occupied by the particles of the morning light at the same time, and they all turned white in an instant, looking like countless pieces of paper, and the picture was extremely magical."
Open!"
Lian Yue drank and threw the morning light in his hand to the ground.Milky white particles of light tumbled away on the ground, like waves and mist.At the same time, the light particles in those spatial mirrors began to hit the edge non-stop, making a crackling sound like a torrential rain.I don't know if it's because the edges are about to collapse, or because of the powerful attraction between those morning light particles, those spatial mirrors are gradually getting closer, and the palace complex is gradually returning to its original normal appearance.There is a tower in the imperial garden to the west of the palace, but at this time it is in the sky above.With the means of Lian March, the tower slowly drifted back towards the Western Imperial Garden.At this time, Tan Zhenren walked out of the tower.()