Chapter 538: Terrorist Showdown

"This spiritual power...it feels so powerful..."

Lin Chuan's Sharingan shrank suddenly, looking at the golden barrier that suddenly appeared, he felt an indescribably strange feeling.

He knew that this golden spiritual power was not metallic spiritual power, because all of Prince Mu's spiritual power was of this color, and even now no one knew exactly what attribute Prince Mu had.

But at this moment, the spiritual power erupted by Prince Mu is obviously different from the previous one. This difference can be judged from the color of the golden light, and the strange breath gives people a strong sense of oppression, as if this spiritual power As soon as it appeared, all the spiritual power in the entire Sutra Pavilion was imprisoned, it was an emotion that seemed to be fear.

Eight golden rays of light fell on the golden barrier at the same time, because both of them were golden, a dazzling golden light was immediately aroused, making everyone's eyes flash.

When he saw the situation clearly, Prince Mu had already landed firmly on the ground. Although he was unharmed, judging from the sweat oozing from his forehead, he was by no means relaxed just now.

At this moment, Ruan Shizhi's figure also appeared, and there was sweat on his forehead, but his face was full of excitement, as if he was very happy that Prince Mu could touch him so many times.

"You really have the strength to fight with me. What you just did was just a warm-up. I hope you can catch my next move!" The shy look on Ruan Shizhi's face has long since disappeared, and all that remains is his eager anticipation for the battle.

"I will accompany you to the end!" Prince Mu took a deep breath and said, looking at Ruan Shizhi in his eyes with a more serious expression. The strength of this young man was beyond his imagination.

"Just now... what happened..."

"Is this... over?"

Many people have not yet understood what happened, and the battle in the whole scene has temporarily come to an end.

Except for a few powerful and Nascent Soul stage monks who saw what had just happened, the others were completely confused.

From Ruan Shizhi's disappearance at the very beginning, to Prince Mu dodging the golden light one after another, the whole process lasted only a few breaths, and the movements were so fast that they were almost invisible. This kind of battle has completely surpassed everyone's perception.

Just as everyone was watching the field expectantly, hoping to see their next battle clearly, Ruan Shizhi disappeared again.

"Fuck, what's going on!" Meng Jingxian was speechless.

Originally wanted to see how Prince Mu abused the soft persimmon, but he didn't see anything and didn't say anything, and found that the strength of the soft persimmon seemed to be higher than him, which made Meng Jingxian feel very hopeless.

"That Ruan Shizhi has a rare wind attribute, and judging from his current fighting style, he did not use the wind attribute as a combat attribute, but completely strengthened it into a terrifying auxiliary attribute, making his speed No one is invincible in this realm!"

Others can't understand, but Lin Chuan's Kaleidoscope Sharingan is best at capturing these fast-moving objects and insight into subtle movements, so the two people who know the details of the battle best in the entire Tibetan Golden Pavilion are not the two fighting , but Lin Chuan sitting on the sidelines.

"Qinglong is right. Judging from what I have seen, it is indeed the case. With the ultimate support of the wind attribute and the ultimate damage of the metal element, this Ruan Shizhi is really not a soft persimmon. If he really wants to kill, I will kill him." You can't stop him!"

Ling Hong's eyes are silvery white at the moment, and bright spiritual power is continuously injected into his eyes along his meridians, so that he can see the movements on the field as clearly as possible, although it is far less than Lin Chuan's kaleidoscope Sharingan, but it is enough.

"What? Wind attribute!! In other words, he didn't use concealment spells, but relied on speed to surpass the ability of human eyes to capture?" Meng Jingxian asked in shock.

"That's right!" Ling Hong nodded, and added at the end, "So you are not his opponent for the time being!"

Faced with Ling Hong's merciless blow, Meng Jingxian felt very hurt, but was powerless to refute.

Just when everyone was talking, a shocking sharp aura suddenly erupted on the field. Under this aura, the entire Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was surging, as if the space was torn apart by this sharp edge.

"This... breath... feels like it's not far from Azure Dragon's Susanoo..."

Someone said in shock, and at the same time felt his skin tingle after wave, as if some sharp air was constantly attacking him.

"This is a manifestation of the sharp concentration of metal, what is this Ruan Shizhi going to do?" Ink Chan's expression changed, and he looked into the field in shock.

At this moment, a golden lightsaber is rapidly condensing in the sky, and its explosive breath has already made everyone feel palpitations.

At the moment when the lightsaber appeared, Prince Mu's face also became very solemn. After taking a deep breath, the spiritual power in his whole body surged out crazily. , Complicated gestures swirled out from his fingertips, golden spiritual power poured out of his body like a torrent of rivers, and at the same time condensed all the spiritual power in the Sutra Pavilion and converged towards him.

"This... what's going on... what are they doing!!!"

At this moment, not only the complexions of many Tianjiao changed drastically, feeling the extreme danger, even those ancestor-level figures in the Nascent Soul stage also changed their complexions, and began to back away in surprise.

As long as the monks with a little perception ability have already discovered that the situation in the field is wrong at this moment.

The terrifying and dangerous aura is constantly condensing, overlapping, and constantly rising, making people fearful.

"The world is changing, they are..." At this moment, Shui Mo Chan finally confirmed what these two people were doing.

That is casting a spell, a very powerful spell, which is beyond the comprehension of monks at this stage, just like Susano in the state of a blue dragon and a skeleton, it is a move that is above the cultivation level, and it can send out a move that exceeds one's own cultivation base Powerful means of attack.

Lin Chuan also frowned at this moment, he didn't expect that these two people would cause such a big commotion, which would cause the entire Tibetan scripture pavilion to change.

"What's going on? What happened?" Meng Jingxian looked at the field in surprise.

"The spells they are casting now are at least above the spirit level!" Ling Hong explained.

hum!

The golden lightsaber fully emerged at this moment, and the sharp killing spirit permeated instantly, but this was not the end, it was just the beginning.

The next moment, not far from this golden lightsaber, the metallic spiritual power condensed again, and another lightsaber began to slowly take shape.

On Prince Mu's side, he got rid of all distracting thoughts and continued to execute the tactics, the movements of his hands never stopped, and in front of him, a strange handprint was slowly condensing.