"Have you ever heard of a palm technique that falls from the sky?"

Xia Wuji murmured to himself, the moment Juetian's Shadow Moon Knife was about to slash him, his right foot stomped heavily on the ground.

"Boom" a sound like thunder erupted out. With Xia Wuji as the center, the ground collapsed layer by layer, and he suddenly flew towards the sky like a sharp arrow.

Juexin, Juetian and the Guicha Luo looked up and felt that Xia Wuji's figure was getting smaller and smaller. In the blink of an eye, it was already a small dot the size of a sesame seed, and then it was covered by clouds and fog and completely disappeared.

"What exactly does he want to do?"

Juexin, Juetian and others were confused, wondering what Xia Wuji was doing.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!"

At this moment, there were magnificent waves between the heaven and earth, and loud Sanskrit sounds were passed down from the sky, countless clouds were spreading, and the moonlight shone, and the vision was clear.

But I saw a golden Buddha falling from the sky, and a huge sense of existence filled the entire world, and a solemn, grand and solemn charm permeated all over my body. The golden lotus appeared from the void, and the brilliant light descended from the sky, looking so sacred, as if it was truly like the Buddha who came to the world.

The Sanskrit sound has the power to cleanse the mind, so that the jingdang, jingdang... the sound of weapons falling to the ground is endless, and it sounds from all directions, forming a long snake. In addition to Juexin and Juetian, a few people with strong minds or strong martial arts, all of the Guichaluo were in a state of turmoil. They abandoned weapons in a daze, and even kowtowed to repent, and were pious like Buddhists.

The Buddha's right palm slowly poked out, covering the sky and the earth, like a dark cloud falling from the sky, making the moonlight cover it.

Tathagata's Divine Palm!

Before the palm arrived, a powerful palm wind had already fallen from the sky. Anyone who was shrouded by the palm wind could only feel that his whole body was covered by a huge force like a mountain, and he could not move all over his body, let alone running away.

Finally, the Buddha pressed his palm.

The sound of "bang bang bang bang bang" was connected, and in an instant, hundreds of ghost forks exploded, turning into an insignificant blood mist and spreading.

With just one palm, hundreds of ghost cha Luos were killed, and countless ghost cha Luos were blown away by the palm wind like a rag doll.

However, all this is not over yet.

Or, this is just the beginning.

Boom boom boom boom boom!!

In the air, Xia Wuji waved his palms repeatedly, and under each palm, there was a huge stream of soup. The boundless palm force shot from the air, and a huge palm print was printed on the ground. In the palm print, hundreds of blood mist exploded.

In an instant, the whole world trembled, and the roar exploded continuously, and Xia Wuji's source power was also increasing rapidly.

Sure enough, the source power provided by these Ghost Cha Luo is only three or four points, and the number cannot hold back many people. This palm is like hundreds of source power income, which makes him feel satisfied.

Xia Wuji had not really practiced the Tathagata's magic palm, but he integrated the memory of the old beggar and his understanding of this martial art has long reached a point that ordinary people can't imagine.

In addition, his internal strength and spiritual cultivation are extremely powerful, so every palm has the power of natural disasters and earth.

Even the old beggars in their heyday were far inferior to those of them. As for Shi Wuzun's beggar version of Tathagata's magic palm, it was even less comparable.

"Run!"

"Escape!"

Originally, most of the Gui Cha Luo were shocked by Fanyin and abandoned his sword and begged for mercy.

But after Xia Wuji swung four or five palms in succession and crushed about 500 people into blood foam, the remaining people finally became frightened, and their strong will to survive suppressed the influence of Fanyin.

A huge shadow was shrouded in their hearts. They were extremely frightened, and they ran around like headless flies, trying to find a way out.

This caused a little trouble for Xia Wuji. After all, the remaining hundreds of people were scattered. Even if the Tathagata's magic palm had a wide range of strikes, it would not be as accurate as before.

Juexin and Juetian brothers also took advantage of the chaos to escape.

Their foreheads were covered with cold sweat. Until now, they still couldn't believe that the Nine Hundred Ghost Cha Luo would be defeated by one person, and they were defeated so easily and so easy that they didn't even have a chance to resist.

Boom boom boom boom!!!

Behind the two, the sound of palm explosions kept coming.

It seemed that every palm of the other party was blasting out, like a thunder and earth fire wrapped around them, which made their minds tremble.

The two brothers urged their light skills to the extreme and had already flew hundreds of feet away, but they still couldn't feel at ease.

Suddenly, the roar between heaven and earth disappeared, and the two brothers could only hear the whistling wind when they performed their light skills.

But it does not bring people any peace of mind, but instead makes the brothers feel pressure sharply and they become more and more anxious.

They understood that only when Gui Cha Luo was killed completely would the other party stop.

And if Gui Cha Luo dies, then the other party’s next target will be their brothers.

While using his light skills, Juexin looked back and saw a tall and burly figure, carrying his hands on his back, facing the wind, approaching the two of them at an incredible speed.

"Juetian!!" Juexin's face changed for a moment, and suddenly shouted loudly.

Jue Tian’s light skills are better than the elder brother, and they fall slightly ahead. At this time, when he heard the elder brother shouting, he couldn’t help but stutter slightly and looked back.

The moment Jue Tian turned around, Jue Xin's arm was lit up and he had already printed a domineering Tianluo Palm behind his second brother: "Don't blame Brother, we need someone to bring back information to my father."

"Puff~" Jue Tian's palm was hit hard, and a mouthful of blood was squirting out, and his body paused.

As for Juexin, he had already escaped more than ten feet away at this time.

When two people meet a tiger, they do not need to run faster than the tiger, they only need to run faster than the other person.

"Damn it, Jue Tian, ​​even if I become a ghost, I will seek revenge on you!!" Jue Tian quickly figured out everything, and gritted his teeth with hatred.

But Xia Wuji had already chased after him at this time. Juetian had no choice but to draw out the Shadow Moon Sword and face this unprecedented enemy again.

Fortunately, Juexin wanted to drag him out of Xia Wuji, so this palm was only a minor injury and was not seriously injured.

"Oh, what a pitiful little. Come on, do you want to be my son? Maybe I can let you go." Xia Wuji floated up, stroked his beard, and looked at Juexin with a smile.

"You go and die!!"

Jue Tian shouted angrily, and the Shadow Moon Sword in his hand turned into a crescent moon, and suddenly slashed towards Xia Wuji with an invincible momentum.

"Oh, you rebellious."

Xia Wuji sighed lightly, tapped his fingers at will, and pointed the moment the light of the crucifixion sword shattered on Jue Tian's forehead.

Bang!

The vitality in Jue Tian's eyes quickly dissipated, his body fell to the ground, and his breath was gone.

"Don't worry, your elder brother can't escape. Brothers work together, and they will cut off gold. When they arrive at Huangquan Road, they will have some care." Xia Wuji floated away.

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Chapter completed!