302. Killed with a single slap
Defeated?
Wanyan Shouchun also lost?
At this moment, everyone felt their brains go blank and couldn't believe this result.
"No, look!"
Suddenly a cry of surprise rang out.
Everyone looked up and saw Lu Wenjie falling from midair.
He was panting, blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth, and there were two obvious fist marks on his chest and back.
The fist marks broke several of his bones and sank deeply.
He couldn't even stand up, and could only use the wolf tooth sword as support to barely stay standing.
On the other hand, Wanyan Shouchun.
Although he smashed a deep pit, his injuries were much smaller than Lu Wenjie's.
There were many sword marks on his body, but they were not serious. The blood flowed out and was quickly stopped by the spiritual energy.
It was just a bit embarrassed, and there were many charred places on his body.
But overall, his injuries were much lighter than Lu Wenjie's.
Seeing this scene, everyone's hanging hearts suddenly fell.
"I knew that Wanyan Shouchun would win. He is known as a human-shaped beast. How could he lose to a small servant!"
"Look, he can't even stand steadily. The next blow will completely defeat him."
"Go, Wanyan Shouchun, kill him and teach the arrogant warrior a hard lesson."
The younger generation was excited. They were young and frivolous and couldn't hide their inner emotions.
The other elders also smiled when they saw this scene.
It is obvious that they also think that the overall situation has been decided.
However, Xiao Changfeng still looked calm, as if he was not worried about Lu Wenjie at all.
Crack!
Wanyan Shouchun stood up again from the deep pit.
The deep pit under his feet spread out like a spider web, which was enough to show the horror of the previous blow.
"You are very strong. If we are in the same realm, I am not your opponent."
Wanyan Shouchun did not laugh like others, but looked solemn and a little admiring.
Except for those famous Tianjiao, he has never obeyed anyone.
But this time, fighting with Lu Wenjie.
He admired him.
It also made him understand his own shortcomings.
At this time, Lu Wenjie supported himself with his sword, ignored Wanyan Shouchun, and took the time to repair his injuries.
He has not lost yet.
He can continue to fight.
"But today your teacher insulted my Yuan Dynasty first, and then disrespected the national teacher. I will kill you."
Wanyan Shouchun glared, and a violent and fierce aura suddenly spread out.
It made people shudder, as if being stared at by a beast.
"Kill him, kill him!"
The excited juniors around shouted, excited and fanatical.
Emperor Yuan wanted to speak, but after thinking about it, he didn't say anything.
Xiao Changfeng's disrespect for the national teacher made him feel resentful.
Xiao Changfeng has the identity of a Dawu envoy, and he should not be easily touched.
But he is just a servant, and he has amazing talent. It is better to take this opportunity to kill him.
Even Emperor Yuan didn't say anything, and the others would not say much.
When the state teacher Wu Changsheng saw Xiao Changfeng calm and composed, the look of surprise in his eyes became even stronger.
"To show my respect for you, I decided to kill you with my strongest wild beast fist!"
Wanyan Shouchun was fierce, like an angry beast, a violent bear.
A terrible breath surged from him.
The air seemed to solidify, and everyone's heart trembled and their hair stood on end.
Wanyan Shouchun's spiritual energy was boiling, and the cold air was chilling. His whole body was like a pure gold casting, indestructible.
A murderous breath of heaven and earth swept from him and filled the four directions.
His hands clenched into fists, as if he was holding a piece of heaven and earth.
"Xuan-level advanced martial arts: wild beast fist!"
Boom!
Wanyan Shouchun rushed out, faster than lightning, and everyone felt a gust of wind passing by, and Wanyan Shouchun disappeared on the spot.
A roar!
The next moment, Wanyan Shouchun appeared in front of Lu Wenjie. He swung his fists, as if thousands of beasts roared and shook the earth.
When he punched, the air could not bear it and a sonic boom sounded.
If this punch hit, Lu Wenjie would definitely die.
Even if he had the Prison-Suppressing Divine Body, he was not yet a minor success and could not resist it.
"Haha, he's dead!"
At this moment, everyone looked surprised and looked at Lu Wenjie.
It seemed that they had seen Lu Wenjie being killed by this punch.
However, at this time, Lu Wenjie looked calm and did not show any fear.
Instead, he put away the wolf-tooth sword.
Seeing this scene, everyone was surprised, but they just thought that Lu Wenjie knew he was going to die and stopped resisting.
"Huh, that's not right!"
On the white feather chair, the national teacher Wu Changsheng suddenly narrowed his eyes and showed surprise.
Ordinary people could not see the specialness of Lu Wenjie.
But he could see a little clue.
In his eyes, Lu Wenjie seemed to have entered a very strange state at this time.
This state, even he did not know.
Lu Wenjie's face was neither sad nor happy, his eyes were indifferent, just like a god in a temple overlooking all living things.
He stood in the same place, but clasped his hands together, like a Buddhist disciple.
However, there was no trace of Buddhist aura on him.
Instead, it was cold and dark, like a prison.
Shadows that ordinary people could not see appeared around Lu Wenjie.
Demons danced wildly, corpses and blood, evil ghosts roared...
This is the scene of hell, the eighteen levels of hell.
It was Lu Wenjie's Hell Bodhi Sutra.
The Hell Bodhi Sutra has eighteen levels, corresponding to the eighteen levels of hell.
Lu Wenjie has only learned the first level now, and condensed a layer of hell.
But it is much more condensed than when he first learned it.
Hell is around him, but Lu Wenjie's breath is extremely holy, like a deep sea, unfathomable.
In hell, the body is like Bodhi!
At this moment, everyone looked at Lu Wenjie, as if they saw a golden Buddha.
The treasure is solemn, without form and shape.
"Bodhi Golden Pupil!"
Lu Wenjie's eyes suddenly opened, and two golden lights suddenly burst out, exploding like thunder.
Suddenly, the roar of the beasts of the Crazy Beast Fist disappeared directly like smoke.
Then Lu Wenjie raised his right hand and slapped out with one palm.
"Dainichi Tathagata Palm!"
Lu Wenjie's palm, wrapped with infinite flames, slapped out directly.
On the palm, every pore and vein must be visible, just like the palm of Buddha.
Flames burned the air with a hissing sound, and a palm strike was accompanied by the chanting of Bodhisattvas and Arhats.
Lu Wenjie merged the Hell Bodhi Sutra with his own Lihuo martial soul, making it more powerful.
Crack!
The Great Sun Tathagata Palm and the Wild Beast Fist collided with each other.
The sound of bone fractures was clearly heard.
In the eyes of the crowd in disbelief.
The beasts dissipated, the wild beasts wailed, and Wanyan Shouchun's fist actually broke into pieces, blood and flesh.
Finally, the Great Sun Tathagata Palm slapped Wanyan Shouchun's body.
The terrifying power and the blazing flames actually directly smashed Wanyan Shouchun's body.
A palm-shaped blood hole appeared on Wanyan Shouchun's chest.
Pierced from front to back.
Snap!
The horror in Wanyan Shouchun's eyes extinguished, and the whole person fell to the ground with a bang, and there was no life.
One palm, Wanyan Shouchun died!
