Chapter 606

The smoke and dust gradually fell, and the line of sight gradually became clear. The palace walls far away had a similar tragedy. The wall peeled off and was full of holes. It looked like a historic site tens of thousands of years ago.

The palace wall in the South was the most miserable. There was a huge gap, about ten feet wide.

Even March withdrew his fist.

Everyone's eyes were on her fist, moved with it, and finally fell on her face, full of awe and fear.

Her movements are not beautiful, very ordinary, just like her people.

But who dares to say that this is ordinary people who saw the previous battle?

Everyone knows that even March is the strongest thing in the spiritual world, but not many people have seen her do it, because she hasn't really done it for many years, and those who saw her do it many years ago are basically dead. Today people know that she is really so strong, so terrible, even stronger and more terrible than the legend.

Kou Qingtong, the last strongman of the blood devil sect, was beaten into such a ghost by her.

Jing Jiu knew what kind of person she was. It was expected that she would win Kou Qingtong, so she was very calm, but she was a little worried at the bottom of her eyes.

"Yunmeng Mountain really has a deep foundation. It's very strong for anyone to come, but it's still a little weak for me." Even March said to the real person.

No matter how dull the real person was, he couldn't help laughing bitterly at this time and said, "this is not picked out casually."

No matter how deep the Yunmeng Mountain is, there is only one murderer like Kou Qingtong.

"But he's not as good as you." Lian March stared into the eyes of Tan Zhenren and said, "so I'm going to hit you."

Qingshanzong and Zhongzhou faction have agreed on five decisive victories, and the winner can fight all the time.

After winning the first game in March, he is certainly qualified to play the second game.

But no one thought that she had just defeated Kou Qingtong, a strong man at this level, and then had to challenge Tan Zhenren.

The palace became quiet again.

No one really looked after her this time.

Tan Zhenzhen is really the strongest person in the mainland. Even in March, he said that even Kou Qingtong is not as good as him.

Even in March, when he just defeated Kou Qingtong, he will inevitably lose a lot and be obviously injured. How can he defeat Tan Zhenren?

To some surprise, Tan Zhenzhen didn't refuse her like well nine. He calmly said, "please."

Even March looked at him with an appreciative look in his eyes and said, "I said you're a good man, so I let you do it first."

Previously, she and Kou Qingtong said that if she shot first, no one had a chance to do it.

Is talking about real people no exception?

Talk about the real person's feeling that he has not been humiliated, carefully start to prepare, put his hands in front of him, and then start to adjust the distance and angle.

His expression is really serious, like the farmer who is ready to plough and the general who is ready to go to war. He is meticulous and not too complicated.

A moment later, his hands stopped moving, about a foot and a half apart, and his fingers opened slightly, like a ring around a void.

To make sure everything is perfect, Tan Zhenren raised his head, looked at Lian March and said, "OK."

Even March suddenly laughed.

She asked Tan Zhenren to do it, and Tan Zhenren really only had one hand.

How indifferent, how arrogant.

This is the style of the leader of Zhongzhou school.

But she didn't want to do it first, and it was very difficult to do it facing those hands.

Talking about real people's hands is by no means simple. The emptiness she holds gives her the feeling of another real space, with extremely high and wonderful meaning and danger.

Even March quietly looked at the hands and began to calculate.

The real person didn't move and let her watch.

As time passed slowly, the morning glow returned to the sky of Chaoge city. The palace was still quiet. Everyone looked nervously at the scene and knew that it was not as simple as confrontation. It was just that the realm of talking about real people and even March was too high to understand.

A yawning voice suddenly sounded in the side hall. Ping Yongjia felt so boring and said, "when did it start?"

In the quiet palace, many people heard his words and glared at each other.

Even March heard this sentence, smiled, stretched out his index finger, pointed out a drop of water in the wind and bounced opposite.

The drop of water crossed a distance of several miles and accurately fell between the hands of the real person.

The void suddenly rippled layers upon layers, and turned into a lake.

Even March didn't do it first.

Talking about real people didn't do it.

But this battle between the strongest of the Chaotian continent began.

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The lake gradually calmed down, the ripples gradually widened, and several arcs appeared.

When the waves roll, the lake is the lake and the river is the river. Only when it calms down, it will become a mirror.

At this time, the emptiness between the hands of a real person becomes a mirror with several arcs on it.

The smallest mirror can also accommodate the widest sky, as long as the distance is far enough or the Tao is strong enough. At this moment, the whole imperial city entered the mirror, and then was cut into different pictures by the arc, staggered, superimposed and occasionally separated from each other. In short, it is no longer one. The world in the real world is also changing. The palaces seem to be cut into several sections. It looks very strange and dazzling. Some brave and curious eunuchs looked at it, couldn't bear it anymore and fainted directly. Some ministers in the temple also covered their foreheads and sat on the ground. Those strong sects in the sky, seeing the side picture, also felt a little confused, and quickly turned away. Bu qiuxiao ordered Liu shisui, Xi Yiyun and other ordinary disciples to close their eyes, then looked at the square and marveled again. He wanted to talk about real people with Taoism and Dharma. As expected, there is no match in the world Talking about the real person's hands slowly close together, the void deforms and distorts. The two palaces in the two pictures close together, and an unimaginable huge force appears on the square with the superposition of space. Countless clear and broken sounds sounded in the silent palace, which may be the sound of space cutting or the annihilation of space debris. Countless vigorous winds poured out from the cracks and cracks and walked through the square. If it wasn't for the shielding of the Imperial City array, I'm afraid it would destroy the palace wall in an instant. Even in March, his black hair danced, his face was a little pale, and a blood overflowed from the corners of his lips. When she fought with Kou Qingtong, she couldn't stand the light injury. At this time, she was squeezed by the space, and the injury suddenly broke out. If she wants to win this battle, she must use the most violent offensive to interrupt Tan Zhenren's Taoism. The problem is that although Tan Zhenren is a mirror holder and a person in the mirror, she can't determine where his real body is in the space, so how can she attack him? Even March took a step forward and found a channel between the mirrors in the sky. That passage is not to talk about the real person, but through the sunrise in the sky. She wasn't ready to fly away. She just wanted to see the sun. A beam of morning light came from the eastern sky, passed through the space debris in the imperial city and landed on her accurately. Her figure looked very tall in the clear morning light. She reached out her right hand, grabbed the morning light and shook it hard. An indescribable noise sounded in her palm. It's like a broken string, a broken sword, or a broken magic weapon. The morning light is broken! Even March did not let go. The morning light kept refracting and conflicting in her palm. Finally, it overflowed between her fingers, turned into fragments and went in all directions. The mirrors of those spaces in the imperial city were occupied by the particles of the morning light at the same time, and all turned white in an instant. It looked like countless pieces of paper, and the picture was very magical“ Open! " Even March drank and threw the morning light in his hand to the ground. Milky white light particles roll away on the ground, like waves and fog. At the same time, the light particles in the space mirror also began to hit the edge continuously, making a crackling sound like a rainstorm. I don't know whether it is because the edge is about to collapse or the strong attraction between those morning particles. The space mirrors are gradually closer, and the palaces are gradually going to return to their original normal appearance. There is a tower in the imperial garden in the west of the palace, but it is in the sky above. With the means of March, the tower slowly drifted back to the western imperial garden. At this time, Tan Zhenren came out of the tower. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.