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Chapter 563: Total Defeat

A ferocious golden palm slapped towards Zhang Hong from a distance, and Madam Xu also stabbed at Yan Hui whose door was wide open.

The few with stronger combat capabilities are now unable to save Zhang Hong, so he should be dead. Similarly, Yan Hui is in a stalemate with Bujie with one hand, and is using the other hand to kill people regardless of anything. He has no way to stop Madam Xu, so he should be dead as well.

As for hiding, Yan Hui has always been known for his slow pace. In terms of movement speed, Du Wu and Cao Zheng, who were curled up into a ball, were probably faster than him, so he couldn't hide.

And without his invincible body, he had no way of holding on.

Zhang Hong did not die. Instead, he moved sideways several meters in the air and managed to avoid the demonized Tathagata Palm.

Miao Yinhai's forehead was covered with sweat. This was the first time she had to forcibly rescue someone from a subordinate who was at least in the ninth heaven or even a great perfection in the outer realm. Fortunately, Zhang Hong was already exhausted, otherwise she would have fought back instinctively with her spiritual power, and her spider silk would not have been able to drag Zhang Hong's body.

Then next, it will be Yan Hui’s turn to die again.

Madam Xu's sword stabbed towards Yan Hui's neck, penetrating two inches.

Yan Hui lowered his head, as if trying to figure out what could have caused him such a great sense of crisis.

The enemies killed by Madam Xu before were all transformed into specks of light and disappeared directly. Not to mention their corpses, not even ashes were left. It was a true annihilation.

But the regret did not turn into light dust.

Zhao Yushu's hands moved, and he rarely felt a trace of fear. Then his wrist raised unconsciously, not because he wanted to, but because he had to.

A great force came from the tip of Madam Xu's sword.

Yan Hui slowly raised his head, his lips stretched into a smile that made the hair on your neck stand on end.

Mrs. Xu was bitten tightly in his mouth.

Zhao Yushu used all his strength but was unable to pull Madam Xu out. What was even more terrifying was that he tried to bring Madam Xu back to his sea of ​​consciousness but was unsuccessful.

Zhao Yushu had never experienced Madam Xu falling into the hands of the enemy before, and only now discovered this fatal problem.

Either let go and give up your strongest trump card to others, or...

Yan Hui raised his hand and pointed it at Zhao Yushu who was close by.

Li Hai rushed over at the fastest speed, shouted loudly, and his arms turned into dead wood, binding Yan Hui's right arm. Bujie also roared, and all the remaining magic weapons on his Dharma image smashed on Yan Hui.

Yan Hui's head was dented by the impact of Bo Xun's magic weapon, and his arms made an unpleasant sound of bone breaking, but he still continued to press towards Zhao Yushu's chest with determination.

Yan Hui's sanity seemed to be recovering. From his initial desire to simply seize blood food, he has now learned to attack those who pose the greatest threat first.

The reborn Yan Hui had no vital parts, whether it was the heart, arteries or head. If an ordinary person suffered such a serious injury, he would have been reincarnated several times, but it was useless to Yan Hui.

He couldn't even feel the pain.

"Zhao Yushu, let go!"

Bujie cursed angrily, no matter how precious the sword is, it is not as important as life. How could a great man like Zhao Yushu not understand such a simple truth?

"Let go!"

Zhao Yushu let go of his left hand, and the cold iron sword disappeared, then he grabbed the scabbard at his waist.

Bujie retreated decisively, and at the same time grabbed Li Hai who was still trying to restrain Yan Hui's right hand, and retreated several feet without hesitation.

The entrance of the scabbard fiercely scratched the edge of Madam Xu's sword. Yan Hui pushed out his right palm, and a golden palm print instantly grew larger.

A strong gust of wind collided with the palm print and exploded in the arm's length space between the two people.

All the finger winds that Samantabhadra Bodhisattva had injected last night were released at once.

No matter how weak King Samantabhadra is, he is still an inner scene. An inner scene may be injured by a very powerful outer scene, but I have never heard of an inner scene dying at the hands of an outer scene. When Wan Qiming in Chang'an was seriously injured and unable to move, Zhao Yushu was unable to kill him.

And there are too many exterior scenes that died at the hands of interior scenes.

As long as Yan Hui has not reached the inner realm for the time being, King Samantabhadra's moves will be enough to deal with him.

However, this burst did not explode, but was absorbed by the scabbard again. Zhao Yushu's left arm was torn into pieces, his muscles were twisted unnaturally, and blood splattered all over it.

But he did not let go. With veins exposed on his left hand, he held the scabbard, which he could hardly hold, close to Yan Hui's mouth.

"Ghost thing, the next sword has the power of two inner scenes, can you withstand it?"

As soon as her right hand loosened, Madam Xu took it back, and Yan Hui let it go.

He couldn't bear it.

Of course Zhao Yushu couldn't bear it, but Old Zhao always dared to gamble. As long as the other party was more afraid of death than himself, he would take a gamble.

Fortunately, this new Yan Hui is not the original Yan Hui. The old Yan Hui is really not afraid of death.

Zhao Yushu was about to pull back, but he didn't know if he was dazzled or it was an illusion, he always felt that the corners of Xin Yanhui's grin seemed to bend a little deeper.

Yan Hui stretched his hand back, and the sky suddenly darkened.

Zhao Yushu looked up at the sky in shock, and saw a huge bronze bell falling down with a loud bang.

"I..."

The last word was blocked by the bronze bell, and several loud roars came from it. Yan Hui's spiritual power covered the bronze bell layer by layer, making the giant bell that should have shattered long ago as stable as a mountain.

Bujie rushed over as fast as he could, but was still a moment late. Yanhui stood in front of the bronze bell like a door god. With one palm, he repelled Bujie, whose form of Poxun was already somewhat unstable. With his other hand, he pressed on the bronze bell. The shadow of a red lotus emerged, and a burning breath clung to the bronze bell, instantly dyeing the brass dark red.

He wanted to roast Zhao Yushu alive.

Bujie took two deep breaths, his body grew larger, and he joined forces with Master Li Hai, whose entire body had almost turned into a dead tree, and attacked again.

Miao Yinhai dragged Zhang Hong and Miao Ming away, hesitated for a moment, and then the spiritual power around him silently covered the bronze bell. A faint chill tried to reduce the heat, and at the same time he looked up at the sky again.

Why hasn’t the teacher arrived yet?

King Samantabhadra was a little embarrassed. He had underestimated the strength of the new generation. Although Wu Ziteng was only an outsider and not even a great master, he was able to not only hold his own against him, but also counterattack with his sword from time to time. And those occasional counterattacks of his could actually hurt him or even seriously injure him.

Unfortunately, he is ultimately an external scene, while I, as an internal scene, can connect heaven and earth. As long as I can hold on, my spiritual power is almost endless, and it will be enough to kill him if I just consume him.

Then he subconsciously glanced at the sky in another place, where stood the two most powerful people in Yizhou. They had been confronting each other for a long time, seemingly wary of each other, and seemingly looking for a flaw that was almost impossible to exist.

Sword Master Dugu would not act rashly. If he did not have the Heavenly Sword, he would not be sure of taking down the leader with one move. And if he used the Heavenly Sword, he would not have the energy left to kill the resurrected Yan Hui.

How long can the people in Shengci Temple hold out?

Zhao Yushu felt that he could not hold on for much longer. Madam Xu easily stabbed into the bronze bell, but almost at the same time, the horrifying heat wave surged in from the gap. Unlike in Yuezhou, this time Honglian seemed to no longer care whether he was a good person or not. She even brought some blood and devilish energy, determined to kill him.

What was even more terrifying was that the scabbard in his left hand was shaking more and more violently, and he could hardly hold it anymore.