Chapter 1342

"You two? It's far away." The king of the East pole laughed and suddenly stepped out, sweeping in all directions with powerful momentum. The sea shook and huge waves surged.

Situ Yue immediately retreated with a startled look on her pretty face. She knew that this was not the battle she could participate in. If she was involved in it, she would not only be of little help, but also might become a drag on Feng Haitang and lingchanzi.

After all, she is only a great elder, far from the immortal realm.

Situ Yue retreated, but Feng Haitang and lingchanzi couldn't retreat. Lingchanzi's hands were spread out, and between the emergence of Buddha light, the turbulent sea immediately calmed down.

When the wind Begonia was floating, a sharp finger suddenly pointed out and headed for the East pole heavenly king. The power of this finger was enough to make thousands of rivers and mountains collapse instantly.

"Well come!" The king of the East pole screamed, and there was no particularly inscrutable move. He kicked the wind Begonia directly.

This foot looks very casual, just like ordinary people fighting, but it makes Feng Haitang feel great pressure.

With a bang, Feng Haitang's fingers collided with the foot of the East polar heavenly king, and he saw that Feng Haitang's body was backward, and his fingers were strangely twisted, obviously his bones were shocked and bent.

However, such an injury is nothing for Feng Haitang at all, and his fingers recover as usual in the blink of an eye.

But after this short fight, Feng Haitang finally determined that the East pole heavenly king had indeed stepped into the immortal realm, not pretending.

"Amitabha." Lingchanzi uttered a Buddha's horn, and the golden big hand appeared out of thin air, suppressing it towards the East pole heavenly king.

"A small skill." The East pole Heavenly King disdained his face, played a palm lightly, and the golden hand instantly collapsed and scattered.

But then, the collapsed golden hand gathered again, stronger and more powerful, and roared towards the East pole heavenly king.

The East pole Heavenly King waved again and broke the golden hand, but the golden hand can always recover as before, and its power will increase a little with each recovery.

After such three times and four times, the power of the golden hand has increased to a very terrible level. The East pole Heavenly King waved again, but this time he failed to break the golden hand as easily as those times just now.

"Ouch? So powerful." The East polar Heavenly King hehe laughed twice. He couldn't see the slightest worry on his face, but was very happy.

The golden hand, like the hand covering the sky, can destroy all living things in the world.

The East pole Heavenly King gently exhaled and shook his palm into a fist.

The next moment, the king of the East pole blasted a punch at the falling golden palm. At this moment, everything seemed to have lost its voice between heaven and earth.

Hum!

There is no deafening noise, no earth shaking shock, only the constant buzzing in my ears.

The Golden Palm came fiercely, but at the moment of touching the punch of the East pole heavenly king, it turned into nothingness, and there was no trace left, as if it had been forcibly beaten and disappeared from this heaven and earth.

There was no trace left, and it was naturally difficult to recover. Lingchanzi's move was broken by the East pole heavenly king.

Without using any skills and looking for the flaw of lingchanzi's move, the East pole Heavenly King took the most direct, simple and tough method, directly using his incomparable power to crush lingchanzi's palm and turn it into nothingness.

"But the realm is really admirable." Lingchanzi said, but there was no surprise.

"Are you two also called half step immortal? Why are you so weak? It doesn't mean anything." The king of Antarctica said slightly dissatisfied.

Lingchanzi smiled but did not speak. Feng Haitang looked indifferent, and black and white appeared on his hands.

"Eh? You are a Confucian, why do you want to show the martial arts of Taoism? Isn't this appropriate?" The East pole heavenly king looked at the black and white on the wind Begonia's hands and said in surprise.

"Who says this is daomen martial arts?" Feng Haitang shouted loudly, and his palms came out together, and he saw the intersection of black and white breath, forming a painting of ink rivers and mountains.

Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, vast land, all in this black and white between two colors at a glance.

This is indeed not daomen martial arts, but the authentic Confucian martial arts, which evolves the world in a painting with its own cultivation.

The world in this painting is not false, but real. It can be called an independent space, which can suppress the creatures and is difficult to get rid of.

Feng Haitang is one of the top masters of Confucianism. He has mastered all the advanced martial arts of the four major schools of Confucianism for a long time. He can be called a master of Confucian martial arts. With his hands at his fingertips, he displays all the advanced and exquisite martial arts.

At this moment, Feng Haitang's martial arts are the profound martial arts of Guihai huazhai, one of the four schools of Confucianism.

One way of painting, when you step into a certain peak state, is not only to paint, but to turn the things painted into reality.

As soon as this picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains came out, it had the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers, and a surging force swept towards the East pole heavenly king.

It's not to suck the East pole heavenly king into the ten thousand mile River and mountain map, because Feng Haitang knows very well that with the cultivation of the East pole heavenly king, even if it can be sucked into the ten thousand mile River and mountain map, it can't trap him.

Those who do not destroy the strong are fully capable of breaking one party's independent space.

Feng Haitang gathered all the forces in the picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains to destroy the king of the East pole.

It is quite terrifying to condense the power of one party's independent space, and only one person can do it. After a blow, the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains will collapse and dissipate.

"Good, good!" The East pole Heavenly King nodded, but he still seemed very calm in the face of such a terrible attack.

"Come here!" He saw the East pole Heavenly King reach out and directly grasp the power that came from the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

This powerful and extremely powerful force, in the hands of the East pole heavenly king, has no resistance at all, and it can't break out.

"Lingchanzi, try the power of Feng Haitang." While talking, the East pole Heavenly King threw this force directly at lingzen.

Yes, it's just like throwing a stone. It's very simple and casual, which makes the wind Begonia suddenly change color, and it's difficult to keep calm.

Lingchanzi also looked dignified. This move of the East pole heavenly king, which actually showed the wind Begonia, was transferred to lingchanzi, and it was really unimaginable for lingchanzi to face this move.

Facing the terrifying blow of the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, lingzen dared not neglect, nor could he Dodge, because behind him was the Xuehai holy courtyard. If he avoided, the Xuehai holy courtyard would turn into ashes, and all Confucian people in the Xuehai holy courtyard would also die miserably.

PS: the fourth change