#830 - I am a cruel devil, but what can you do to me?

"Continue attacking! His defense can't last. Even if we have to wear him down, we'll exhaust him to death!"

The sight of this scene only strengthened the unshakeable resolve of the assembled powerhouses.

Such an enemy was too terrifying. If they didn't kill him, he would surely become a nightmare in the future!

Jun Wuxie paid them no attention. He kept his eyes fixed on his locked-on target, unleashing a relentless storm of merciless attacks.

The combination of the Xing Zi Jue and the Dao of Talismans resulted in unimaginable speed, unpredictable like ghosts and gods. This made it impossible for the peak stage Heavenly God Realm experts he had targeted to escape, forcing them into close-quarters combat.

For martial artists who primarily cultivate true essence, engaging in close combat with those who cultivate their physical bodies was nothing short of a complete massacre.

Although they possessed high realms and formidable strength, they didn't even have time to cast their secret techniques.

Jun Wuxie's fist speed was as fast as lightning, capable of delivering thousands of fierce blows in an instant. His palms and fists struck out like a gazelle hanging its horns, leaving no trace, making it impossible for his opponents to defend. They had no idea from which direction his attack would come.

Ah!

A shrill scream filled with deep unwillingness rang out.

The second peak stage Heavenly God Realm expert fell, his head blasted apart by a golden palm, dying on the spot, and was taken into Jun Wuxie's blessed land.

"Everyone, are you tired? Would you like to sit down, have a cup of tea, and take a break?"

Jun Wuxie's face was full of a brilliant smile. With the Xing Zi Jue under his feet and the light of the Dao of Talismans radiating, all the overwhelming attacks missed their mark.

He locked onto his third target, the old monk from the Dawei Buddhist Temple who had once vowed that he would not become a Buddha until the human devil of the Emperor Beginning Star was eliminated.

The old monk's face showed shock. His body created countless afterimages as he retreated frantically, trying to keep his distance.

Despite the old monk using all his movement techniques, he still failed to achieve his goal. Jun Wuxie closed in on him.

"Dawei Heavenly Dragon, World Honored Buddha, grant me Buddhist Dharma, Indestructible Vajra Body!"

The old monk quickly formed hand seals in front of him. Boundless Buddhist light illuminated the world, and a golden heavenly dragon appeared with a roar, circling once before entering his body and fusing with it.

Instantly, his physical body turned pure gold, every inch of his skin shimmering with the swastika symbol, like a golden-bodied Bodhisattva descending, possessing a trace of immortality.

Rumble!

The old monk's palms flew, blasting forward, colliding with Jun Wuxie's palms.

"Jun Devil, do you think this old monk is like those weak-bodied experts you killed? I'll show you the indestructible Vajra body of Buddhism!"

The old monk's voice was stern but his heart was timid. With secret techniques enhancing him, every time his hand seals blasted forward, a Buddhist image bloomed, crushing forward.

The other experts didn't stop for a moment, various secret techniques rained down on Jun Wuxie, and many others offered up their weapons, ancient swords, battle halberds, battle spears, great seals, and so on, taking turns to bombard him.

The space in the arena had long been annihilated, the whole place was a huge void black hole, looking very scary, like the universe had been pierced, creating a hole.

Jun Wuxie didn't dodge at all, enduring all the attacks.

He didn't want to waste time dodging, otherwise, facing the siege of so many experts, there would be no chance to defeat them one by one.

The golden secret technique runes on his palms and fists bloomed, constantly bombarding the old monk.

Although the old monk's physical body was not weak under the blessing of secret techniques, his fighting skills were far inferior to Jun Wuxie, so he was constantly hit.

The golden swastika symbol shimmering on his body had already begun to crack, golden blood flowing out, his whole body looking like it had been coated with a layer of golden paint.

"You want to become a Buddha with your hypocrisy? With your group of monks, it's blasphemy and insult to the Buddha. Today, I'll send you to the Western Paradise to plead guilty to the Buddha!"

Pfft!

After thousands of collisions, the old monk's hands spasmed, his physical body cracked, and he didn't know how many bones were broken. This palm blasted a deep depression into his chest, the violent divine power coursing through his body, shattering his lungs, and a mouthful of blood choked out.

"Devil! Stop hurting my senior brother!"

Two old monks from the Dawei Buddhist Temple roared and rushed over, flanking Jun Wuxie from the left and right.

Jun Wuxie sneered, ignoring them completely, instantly unleashing hundreds of fists.

The old monk he had locked onto tried his best to resist, but his body was still beaten until his bones were broken and his flesh torn apart, his entire physical body crippled.

With a pfft sound.

A golden palm slapped fiercely on his face, smashing half of his face to pieces, and then the palm was raised high, slapping down, shattering his skull with one blow.

The old monk's body shook violently, his soul suffered heavy damage, the golden body was difficult to maintain, the swastika symbol on his body instantly extinguished, and the whole person softened.

"With your little skill, you dare to be presumptuous and try to slay the demon?"

Jun Wuxie reached out and grabbed his ankle, carrying the overwhelming attacks, landed on the ground, and swung the old monk's body, violently slamming him down.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

… …

The scene was too violent. In an instant, the old monk's body was slammed hard on the ground thousands of times, each time with blood splashing. The old monk's voice no longer sounded like it could be made by a human.

Inside this city, in the various high-rise buildings outside the arena, on the rooftops, and in the air, countless people watched, all witnessing the entire scene.

People's hearts followed the old monk's explosion and jumped, only feeling that their hearts were about to jump out of their chests.

That was a peak stage Great Perfection Heavenly God Realm expert, but he was being beaten like a sandbag. This scene was too shocking to the eyes and mind.

The founder of the Zhuxian Dynasty, a young Supreme in his early twenties, how could he be so strong as to defy the heavens?

If his perverted defense relied on his battle armor, then what about his attack power?

His power could actually blow up the existence of a Great Perfection Heavenly God Realm!

Countless people offered up rune stones, recording the battle situation in the arena.

"Is this Jun Wuxie still human?"

In front of the top floor window of a high-rise building, the old man beside the purple-clothed youth looked at this scene in shock, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Now you know why I have to spend so much effort planning to kill him?"

A cold light flashed in the purple-clothed youth's eyes. This opponent's growth rate was too alarming, beyond imagination. If this continued, it would be terrible. His peers could only look up to him, and would never be able to surpass that mountain.

"This old servant is seeing him fight for the first time. Such a person is extremely difficult to find even in the upper realm universe. What's terrifying is that his current realm is only a Half-Saint. If he breaks through to the Saint Realm in the future, his talent and growth strength will inevitably continue to increase. How strong will he be then?"

"Otherwise, how could he be favored by that Female Military Saint? That Female Military Saint should not be from the lower realm universe, but came to the lower realm for some reason. She is very likely a powerhouse in the Mythological Domain, so I didn't let you take action, because once you are targeted by the Military Saint, you are almost certain to die!"

The old man's voice was low: "Master, if this Jun Wuxie doesn't die, everyone of his generation will be affected, because many of the opportunities that should belong to others will fall into his hands. Who can compete with him? He is the biggest stumbling block on the road for Master to return to his peak!"

… …

Inside the arena, the overwhelming attacks of secret techniques, various weapons, rained down on Jun Wuxie.

But he remained motionless, and no attack could break his defense. The Qiankun Battle Armor made him seem like a god.

Those experts just watched helplessly as he beat the old monk of the Dawei Buddhist Temple into a bloody pulp, his entire physical body flattened, with blood all over the ground.

The ground, which had extremely strong defense runes, was smashed down a bit, with cracks all over it.

"Senior brother!"

"Ah, Senior brother!"

"Jun Devil, you cruel devil, your hands are stained with blood, you will not die well!"

The other old monks of the Dawei Buddhist Temple were furious, grief-stricken, watching their senior brother being beaten to death but unable to do anything, which made their hearts extremely painful.

"That's right, I am a cruel devil, but what can you do to me?"

Jun Wuxie smiled brightly and sunnily, revealing his white teeth.

He took the old monk's body into his blessed land, standing in the arena with one hand behind his back, facing the wildly violent energy of the constant bombardment of secret techniques. Weapons, shining with dazzling runes, carrying shocking killing intent, clang clang clang, constantly slashed at him.

"You guys continue, I'll rest for a while first."

Jun Wuxie just sat down cross-legged in the annihilated void, took out a few Qiankun gemstones, inlaid them into the battle armor, condensed a blood energy hammer, and hammered them with a special method.

This scene made the experts furious.

So many of them were here, fighting for their lives to attack, but the target of the attack was treated like air, and he actually sat down like that, not knowing what he was forging.

The power of Qiankun was released, replenishing the energy consumed by the Qiankun Battle Armor, and storing a large amount of backup energy.

"Is he repairing his battle armor?"

"It seems that although his battle armor defense is strong, it has been damaged under our repeated attacks. Don't stop, continue attacking, his battle armor will eventually crack!"

Those experts thought they had seen the problem, and immediately launched another attack.

Jun Wuxie didn't pay attention to them anymore, but closed his eyes.

In recent days, although he had not deliberately cultivated, the exercises were running, and he was constantly refining the blood essence of divine beasts and the origin of the saint.

His current realm is not far from the Great Perfection of the Middle Heavenly Realm limit.

This time here, as the battle situation continues to evolve, it is very likely that it will lead to the appearance of a peak stage Heavenly God Realm expert.

The so-called peak stage Heavenly God Realm expert is a powerhouse who has broken through the limit of the Great Perfection Heavenly God Realm. That is a person who truly stands in the realm of the peak, much stronger than the Great Perfection Heavenly God Realm.

With the Qiankun Battle Armor protecting his body, he was not afraid of attacks. He had killed two peak stage Heavenly God Realm experts and one Great Perfection Heavenly God Realm expert. These human resources should be enough to break through to the Great Perfection of the Limit Realm.

At that time, he would be able to take the Hundred Berry Fruit and charge into the Grand Celestial Realm in one fell swoop.

Then, he could suppress his realm and not rush to break through, preparing for something big.

Moreover, taking the time to cultivate would conveniently coincide with the arrival of the people sent by the Eighth Ancestor of the Starry Sky Ancient Road headquarters, allowing him to deal with them all together.

The events here must have already spread throughout the starry sky. Now, cultivators throughout the universe know that Jun Wuxie is in Valenba, the capital of the Xiluo Empire. How could those opponents who want to kill him miss such an opportunity?

"Insolent brat!"

Those powerhouses attacked relentlessly, each strike unleashing their full power. They already felt their true energy flagging, panting with exhaustion.

However, their target sat there like a boulder, unmoving as a mountain. This was too arrogant, a blatant contempt and provocation towards them.

This feeling was unbearable. They wanted to kill but couldn't, exhausting all means without breaking through his defense. They were too frustrated, almost suffering internal injuries from the repression.

"Damn it, can't the armor on his body really be broken?"

Yavese's face was ashen. His eyes flashed with cold light as he turned towards the palace and shouted, "Please, Super Holy Knights, come out!"

His voice was like rolling thunder, echoing endlessly above the palace.

Immediately afterward, from a certain area deep within the palace, a soaring aura of slaughter shot straight into the sky.

Holy spears of dazzling light appeared, piercing upwards, a world-shaking slaughter sweeping across the universe.

A full thirty-six holy spears condensed from holy light, piercing through the heavens.

Thirty-six powerful auras emanated from the palace, followed by low roars, the aura of the primordial wilderness surging like a tide.

One by one, Holy Knights appeared, riding Heavenly Saint Beasts covered in armor, wielding holy light-entwined spears, and wearing holy light-flowing armor, coming from the palace.

Seeing these knights appear, the people in the city were in an uproar.

"Those are the Super Holy Knights, peerless powerhouses who once fought in the starry sky and were invincible, with the Great Perfection of the Limit Celestial Realm, each possessing terrifying talent and growth potential!"

"If they attack, Jun Wuxie's defense will surely be broken!"

"No one, no armor, can withstand the Holy Light Spears of the Super Holy Knights!"

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Such voices resounded throughout the city. The purple-clothed youth and the old man beside him also stared at those Holy Knights. "These people are indeed very strong. Although they are also at the peak of the Limit Celestial Realm, they are two or three levels stronger than those who besieged Jun Wuxie before!"

"Their talent and growth potential are two or three levels higher, and their power is several times stronger, but wanting to kill that Jun Wuxie, I'm afraid it won't be so easy. It depends on whether the Pope will take action. Only the Pope can absolutely suppress him."

The old man beside the purple-clothed youth said this. After watching the battle for so long, he naturally had a general understanding of the defensive strength of that armor.

Perhaps others here can't see it, but he, who originally belonged to the Upper Realm and had gone far in the Holy Realm, could see it.