Volume 6: Overseas Chapter 333: An Unprecedented Battle (VII)
With a roar of shock and anger, Venerable Ashura flew backwards, his eyes full of shock and horror.
Blood gushed out of his mouth, but after a brief moment of shock, he regained his previous ferocity and grimness.
Then, Venerable Ashura took advantage of the momentum of flying backwards to rise several feet again. His body was like a wisp of green smoke, rising into the air. He waved his arms and sleeves like a circling eagle, and his fierce eyes stared at the figure standing in the vortex.
But listen.
"ah!"
A long howl, like the cry of a crane, resounded through the sky.
Just as he was climbing to the top, Venerable Ashura flipped over and hung upside down in the air. A ball of obscure energy quietly gathered in his arms. Then he stretched out his hands, and suddenly seven streams of violent and turbulent true energy filled between his palms, blooming into a ball of strange light and color, like a dream bubble.
After the whistling sound ended, Venerable Ashura suddenly fell like a meteor and landed on the sea.
Just as he was stabilizing his body, he saw Venerable Ashura walking on flat ground, striding forward with both palms and charging straight towards Li Muchan.
Everyone on the field opened their eyes wide.
Even Zhu Da and Shen Lang stopped their attacks and stared.
Li Xunhuan, the Flying Swordsman and the others also looked over sideways.
Everyone else held their breath, not daring to breathe.
In this attack, the palms of Ashura Venerable were as powerful as pushing mountains and shaking hills. The seven forces in front of his palms were as wild as dragons, and they kept growing stronger as they stirred.
From afar, one could see the seven forces passing through the sea and splitting the waves. Everything they encountered was reduced to dust, leaving behind a shocking huge ravine and stirring up rolling waves of blood, which was truly astonishing.
All of this seems to have too many changes, but the moves only take three or two breaths.
Looking at Li Muchan, Asura Venerable was as fierce as a tiger, but his long black hair had turned mostly white in a short while. However, his power was still rising, like a peerless evil demon, coming with great momentum.
No words, no speech.
In full view of the crowd, facing this unprecedented enemy, Li Muchan slowly raised his right hand and met the attack with his palm.
It was a seemingly ordinary palm strike, without any earth-shattering momentum, without any changes, and even without any palm power.
It is understated, as if without any worldly air.
"Li Muchan!"
Venerable Ashura seemed to be enraged by this action, his eyes were bloodshot, and his aura reached its peak. He steadied his feet just a few feet in front of Li Muchan and pushed out with all his might with both palms.
In an instant, the sea water beneath their feet froze as if frozen, and then as if swept by an invisible giant hand, the wind and waves subsided and turned into a flat mirror.
Li Muchan slowly extended his right hand and pressed it out, pressing on the terrifying palm power exerted by the powerful enemy in front of him.
Then they saw their palms facing each other, but there was a rumbling sound as if there was thunder and lightning between them, which made people's blood churn and their internal breathing unstable.
Asura Reverend laughed wildly, "Die!"
He pushed with both palms, the energy under his palms surged, and he stepped forward . His white hair flew like a mad snake, and evil energy rose to the sky.
But as he was laughing, the Asura Venerable suddenly stopped laughing. His eyebrows raised, and his smile turned to anger. There was a deep sense of unwillingness and overwhelming hatred in his eyes. He roared, "I don't believe it!"
And Li Muchan in front of him looked like an ordinary person at this moment, with no energy in his body, only his sleeves fluttering in the wind.
But such a person is like a towering mountain reaching up to the sky, lying here, unshakable.
The distance between the two sides was getting closer, and Venerable Ashura was advancing step by step, but Li Muchan did not retreat and did not move at all.
Until the previous scene reappeared, the two men rubbed their palms against each other, and their flesh palms faced each other. In an instant, Venerable Ashura's face turned pale and he was terrified.
This was because the shocking attack he had been planning for a long time was actually resolved by Li Muchan.
What can be resolved is not the moves, but the internal energy.
As Li Muchan's fluttering robe sleeves gradually subsided, the palm strike that Asura Venerable had put all his life's strength into was like a drop in the ocean, melting away like spring snow without a trace.
"kill!"
Venerable Ashura's eyes widened in disbelief, and he raised his palms again, slapping out with both palms in succession. The palm power was earth-shaking, and fell on Li Muchan one after another.
But no matter how he attacked or how hard he tried, Li Muchan remained motionless, unharmed and undefeated, and was invincible.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
…
One palm, two palms, three palms...
In the blink of an eye, Venerable Ashura had already thrown out dozens of palms. The palm wind was shocking and brought about bursts of strange noises. However, all the palm power was hidden in Li Muchan's body, without causing any waves.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the room was shocked and fell into dead silence.
Li Xun Huan's eyes lit up with a strange light, and the sword intent in his hand subsided. He let out a long sigh and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration , "It's really amazing."
Venerable Ashura was still attacking with all his might, moving around Li Muchan constantly, and his offensive was constantly changing.
But no matter how many tricks he used or how many martial arts he mastered, he was still unable to hurt Li Muchan.
In a trance, Venerable Ashura felt as if the man before him breathed the same air as the heavens and earth, the same vein as the vast ocean. His body was close at hand, but his mind was at the horizon. He clearly lacked any aura, yet his mind was lofty and vast, like a vast ocean beneath his feet, containing nothing and no force, impervious to weapons and invulnerable to all poisons...
Zhu Da's pupils suddenly shrank, and he swallowed harder than ever before. He laughed strangely and said, "I never thought that in my lifetime, I would see someone achieve the realm of Martial Saint. Heaven has been very kind to me."
The Shen Tianjun of the past, the Li Muchan of today.
At this point, Li Muchan has truly become his mortal enemy.
And the person today may have surpassed the former, becoming even better than the former.
This is because this person not only achieved the Four Illuminations Divine Art, but also... the Formless Divine Art.
Even Shen Tianjun didn't understand this method of being invincible and undefeated back then.
"What a wonderful formless magic skill."
Zhu Da couldn't help but sigh. He regretted why he didn't chop off the man's head with his own hands just now.
It was because he understood that from now on, as long as this person was still alive, no matter how talented or shocking the people who came after him were, they would always be destined to be inferior to this person.
This person cannot be defeated.
Such a state has never been achieved in the history, and it is likely that no one will ever reach it in the future.
Besides, Li Muchan is still very young. There is no limit to martial arts, and this man is destined to become stronger and stronger.
The sun rises in the east, and the clouds roll and unroll.
A ray of pale golden light fell on Li Muchan's body, as if dyeing him into a waxy yellow bronze statue.
Venerable Ashura finally stopped, but he sneered, "I will never admit defeat."
If he fails to attack, he will naturally retreat.
"To defeat someone, I can wait for ten, twenty years, or even sixty years. To defeat you, I can wait another sixty years."
Venerable Ashura made a prompt decision and flew back without hesitation.
Looking at the figure flying away, Li Muchan sighed softly and said softly, "I don't need you to admit defeat... Considering that you are also a famous martial artist and a peerless master of your generation, I will leave your body intact."
After saying that, he pointed a finger.
This finger seemed fast and slow, fast as the sudden movement of wind and clouds, slow as the spring breeze and drizzle, without any change, just a finger.
Asura Venerable's pupils dilated, his whole body was filled with energy, waves rolled around him, and he protected his vital parts tightly.
But his eyes suddenly trembled, and he saw that in the midst of the movement, Li Muchan was actually lowering his right hand, as if a finger had already fallen.
Um?
Where do you mean?
Where does the strength go?
Venerable Ashura was stunned for a moment, and his body in the air suddenly fell backwards.
Point to the center of eyebrows.
There is a seal between the eyebrows.
It was a small red mark.
Above the vast sky, a mournful wail announced the fall of a peerless generation.
