Sky War God

1The Dragon Swallowing Heaven walked forward with an ashen face. Every step he took caused more blood to ooze out. It seemed like his injuries were extremely serious. He didn't even have such injuries when he fought Mo Qiong, but he was severely injured by the meteor.     0

    

It could be said that this meteor was simply too crazy when fighting. It didn't care about the consequences at all. In a battle with such a madman, even if you were stronger than him, you still had to be extra careful.    

    

"Your Dragon Swallowing Heaven is really trash. To think that you could injure a Fourth Level Divine Martial expert to such an extent. Don't ever think that you will be on par with me, Mo Qiong, in the future!"    

    

Mo Qiong looked at the Dragon Swallowing Heaven and said coldly. His words were filled with a strong sense of sarcasm.    

    

"Cut the crap!"    

    

The Dragon Swallowing Heaven said coldly to Mo Qiong. With great difficulty, it walked back to the edge of the fighting stage. A medicinal pill appeared in its hand, and it swallowed the Dragon Swallowing Heaven. Then, it sat down cross-legged and began to heal its injuries.    

    

After Liu Xing withdrew from the battle, there were only eleven people left on the fighting stage. The outcome of the battle was getting clearer and clearer.    

    

The next battle was between Pu Guang and Mo Yu!    

    

This was another heavy battle. Both Pu Guang and Mo Yu were known as the top geniuses of the East of the Great Void Realm. It had always been the topic of discussion between the two of them. Now, the answer was going to be revealed on the fighting stage.    

    

Mo Yu and Pu Guang walked to the area of the center of the dueling platform together. Their eyes met. Mo Yu was wearing a pure white robe, and he still looked elegant and gentle with the folding fan in his hand.    

    

His eyes fell on Putong Monk, who was standing opposite of him, and he said in a flat tone, "I have long heard that Great Master's dharma is boundless. It is Mo Yu's great honor to be able to fight today."    

    

Mo Yu's words were extremely polite. When he spoke to Pu Guang, he was like an old friend whom he had not seen for many years.    

    

"young monk is the same. Young Master Mo has extraordinary literary talent and extraordinary talent. Young monk has admired him for a long time."    

    

Putong Monk put his palms together and said to Mo Yu with a smile. He had a kind expression on his face. Although he was very young, he had already displayed the demeanor of an eminent monk.    

    

"Great Master, let's do it!"    

    

Mo Yu said to Putong Monk with a smile. He was very polite and elegant.    

    

"Young Master Mo, you have to be careful!"    

    

Putong Monk put his palms together and said without hesitation. A The golden light of Buddhism emerged from his body, and he started mumbling something. His body instantly split into four parts, and in an instant, he landed on Mo Yu's body.    

    

After wrapping Mo Yu's body in it, the four Putong Monk's silhouettes struck out a Buddha Palm Seal at the same time. It was hard to tell what was real and what was fake. This was a battle that contained the ultimate Buddhist Power, and with just a single palm strike, it seemed as if all techniques were destroyed!    

    

Mo Yu's expression turned cold, and the fragrance of books spread out from his body. The folding fan in his hand slashed across like the sharpest blade light in the world, capable of cutting through everything.    

    

Terrifying book fragrance gathered around Mo Yu's body, forming a book fragrance barrier.    

    

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!"    

    

Yes, my muffled sounds rang out one after another. The folding fan in Mo Yu's hand collided with Putong Monk's palm. The book fragrance and Buddha light intertwined. It caused the space to tremble violently. The fighting stage shook violently, and the void seemed as if it was going to collapse at any moment.    

    

Buddha's Light coiled around Pu Guang's body. A hundred thousand feet tall Buddha Golden Body appeared and descended from the sky. It was like an ancient mountain of Buddha, pressing down from above Mo Yu's head!    

    

A sharp glint flashed across Mo Yu's eyes. He dodged and raised the Book Fragrance afterimage. He struck out with his palm, and it actually transformed into a Confucian-word in the void!    

    

The terrifying Confucian-word gradually enlarged. Endless book fragrance gathered. How to write the Confucian-word crazily towards Putong Monk's body.    

    

Wherever it went, the space trembled!    

    

"Curse!"    

    

Putong Monk spat out the Grand Avenue Sanskrit. Ancient Buddhist characters floated out of his mouth, releasing waves of Buddha power. Mo Yu's Confucianist collided with it, producing a deafening sound!    

    

The two of them exchanged blows, one Buddhist and one Confucian, releasing two different types of power. Mo Yu represented the pinnacle of Confucianism, so any attack he released contained a strong book fragrance. This aura didn't seem to be violent, but its attack power was truly terrifying.    

    

In the previous battle, Mo Yu had relied on this terrifying book fragrance to suppress the Cangjia genius Cang Mo. In that battle, Mo Yu's body, which contained the book fragrance, hadn't been fully revealed yet, but he had easily defeated Cang Mo. This showed how powerful he was.    

    

Putong Monk's body was surrounded by the golden light of Buddha Dao. His true body was like a Buddha. He had completely integrated the Buddhist Power into his attack. Every attack seemed to have transcended the Power of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.    

    

He struck out his palm. Waves of ancient Buddhist characters lingered on it. It was the true Great Attack technique of Buddha Sect. Although its movement seemed slow, it seemed to have transcended the restraint of the Power of space. Usually, an extremely slow palm strike would arrive instantly.    

    

He watched this Buddhist and Confucian fight crazily in the void. Many people's eyes flickered, their hearts beating non-stop.    

    

It could be said that the Ranking Tournament of the Divine Martial Great Assembly was especially interesting in the later battles. The attention of Pu Guang and Mo Yu in this battle was definitely not weaker than Mo Qiong and the Dragon Swallowing Heaven.    

    

The entire spatial zone was occupied by the terrifying buddhist power and Book Fragrance, causing the surrounding people to feel pressured.    

    

A huge brush that was dozens of meters tall appeared behind Mo Yu. As he waved his hands, the huge brush swept towards Putong Monk's body in a frenzied manner. It carried an endless amount of force, as if it wanted to destroy everything.    

    

Putong Monk's golden body emerged, and the The golden light of Buddhism descended from the sky. He struck out his palm, and the seal formed in the void, gradually enlarging and forming a terrifying Buddha Palm.    

    

With a rumbling sound, the two attacks collided once again, and the destructive force spread in the void.    

    

Putong Monk kept chanting the Buddha's name. The Grand Avenue Sanskrit sounded in the void, and the Ancient Golden Buddha emerged. The eyes of the ancient Buddha slowly opened, and two golden beams shot out at an incredible speed.    

    

The terrifying golden light penetrated everything. It was the true killing light of Buddha Dao. It shot out in two different directions.    

    

Mo Yu's body flashed and disappeared from where he stood. His movement technique looked a little strange. The monk was still standing there. He put his palms together and kept chanting Buddhist mantras.    

    

When Mo Yu's body was about to appear in a certain direction, a bright light flashed in the Float's eyes. His eyes were fixed on that direction. He crazily struck out the Buddha's Great Palm in his hand.    

    

The Dao of Buddha was profound, and it allowed one to understand the Heavenly Dao and fate. Naturally, one would possess an extremely powerful predictive ability. Mo Yu's body appeared once again, and he felt that a huge palm print of Buddha was approaching him crazily!    

    

His face was filled with shock, and he hastily struck out the Book Incense Palm to defend himself. However, Pu Guang's palmprint power of Buddha Sect was just too powerful, and with just a single strike, Mo Yu was forced back several steps.    

    

At the same time, Pu Guang mumbled something. Ancient Buddhist characters were spat out from his mouth. In an instant, they transformed into the most terrifying killing force, crazily rushing towards Mo Yu's body!    

    

Mo Yu's expression was slightly shocked. The folding fan in his hand was resisting crazily. However, the ancient Buddhist characters seemed endless. Not long after, they wrapped around Mo Yu's body.    

    

Upon seeing this scene, the hearts of everyone present trembled, and the way they looked at Putong Monk changed once again.    

    

"Bang!"    

    

Finally, Mo Yu couldn't dodge in time. He was hit by the terrifying ancient words of the Wind Gate, and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.    

    

At this moment, countless ancient characters of Buddha Sect rushed towards Mo Yu's body at the same time!    

    

Even though Mo Yu had three heads and six arms, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to resist it!    

    

"Great Master, what a good technique! I have lost!"    

    

If the battle continued, he would only be at a disadvantage. Mo Yu shouted out in time to admit defeat.    

    

Putong Monk waved his hand, and those ancient Buddhist characters instantly vanished. He put his palms together and said to Mo Yu, "Young Master Mo, thank you for letting me win!"    

    

After saying that, he walked back to the edge of the fighting stage.    

    

Looking at the back of Putong Monk, Mo Yu's face revealed a hint of unwillingness. He had bitterly cultivated the Book Fragrance and had achieved a supreme cultivation base, but today, he was still defeated by Putong Monk.    

    

"So strong!"    

    

Seeing the outcome of the battle, the crowd's eyes sparkled. Putong Monk's strength was indeed terrifying. Even Mo Yu, who was a Book Fragrance Pavilion, was no match for him.    

    

Furthermore, in the battle just now, Pu Guang didn't seem to have used his full strength. This made the master feel that Putong Monk was even more mysterious. No one knew what level his ultimate strength had reached.    

    

Disappointment appeared on An expert of Book Fragrance Pavilion's face. Their number one genius, Mo Yu, had lost in the end.    

    

In the final stage of the Ranking Tournament, every battle was extremely important. It was possible that Mo Yu would miss the chance to fight the Golden Token of Divine Martial because of this defeat.    

    

Next, kṣitigarbha fought with Jian Yang. Kṣitigarbha used the Buddhist Dharma to convert everything, and finally defeated Jian Yang.    

    

The result of the battle between the Ghost Realm and Cang Mo was very surprising. No one knew if it was because he lost confidence after consecutive failures or if it was because of some other reason, but Cang Mo actually lost to the Ghost Realm. Such an outcome made many people's eyes drop.    

    

No matter what, Cang Mo was the number one genius of the Cangjia, one of the top geniuses of the East of the Great Void Realm. But now, he had fallen into a state where he could be bullied by anyone.    

    

The expressions of the Cangjia's experts were as ugly as ugly could be. They had originally thought that Cang Mo would rise to fame in the Divine Martial Great Assembly this time. However, they had never thought that the result would be like this. Cang Mo had been defeated one after another, and this place had become the foil for the others. It made the people below feel that the world was unpredictable.