Chapter 269 Wu Xiangjun's Counterattack

Wu Xiangjun killed and slew with the force of thunder. The blood-colored Shura in his brilliant cave sky leaped into the world, sweeping away the two extremely terrifying demons and completely killing them. His methods were cruel and powerful.

The spectators outside the field, all the earth-level elders, couldn't help but take a breath and exclaimed: "Wu Xiangjun has the appearance of a god. In the future, he only needs to completely analyze and refine the rules contained in the blood-colored Shura reflected in the brilliant cave sky, and he will have the foundation to advance to the heaven-level great cultivator. Moreover, this foundation is extremely deep and stronger than anyone else!"

The earth-level elders who praised Wu Xiangjun were very excited. Wu Xiangjun's future was too bright and invincible to the naked eye.

"Although Song Tianming was once very terrifying, Wu Xiangjun has improved faster, killing people everywhere, and the Bloody Shura is even more invincible. There is no doubt that Song Tianming's undefeated myth is under serious threat, and his undefeated golden body may be broken today." Wu Xiangjun was full of pride and looked up. He stared at Song Tianming with a cruel smile. He felt that today he would wash away the shame and completely defeat Song Tianming. Wu Xiangjun said proudly: "Song Tianming, you used tricks to defeat me in the past, but it is impossible to continue. Now I come back with a complete victory, you will not have the slightest chance of winning!"

Song Tianming put his hands behind his back, calm and indifferent to Wu Xiangjun's contempt, and laughed: "If you can't beat me for one day, then you will never beat me for the rest of your life!"

Wu Xiangjun snorted coldly: "Humph! What big talk are you talking about now? When I step on you later, I will see how proud you are and how you still shout."

"Don't talk nonsense, come on, my defeated general!" Song Tianming stepped forward with one hand, looking like he was asking for a fight!

As expected, Wu Xiangjun took the bait directly, burning with anger, with a murderous aura, the cave sky was bright, the divine treasure was opened, and the combat power soared to an unparalleled level.

Huh!

Song Tianming made seals with both hands, the cave sky was bright, and a sea of ​​thunder was directly reflected on the void.

In an instant, the thunder dragon tumbled and the thunderstorm raged. Every lightning flash rolled like a dragon and snake, twisting and circling in the air, trying to swallow Wu Xiangjun in the endless thunderstorm.

However, Wu Xiangjun's face was calm, the cave was bright, the divine treasure was opened, and a three-headed and six-armed blood-colored Shura was reflected in the void.

This blood-colored Shura was extremely terrifying and powerful, with three heads and six arms, a kind face and angry eyes. Each arm held a powerful Buddhist magic weapon. Once swung, it would be fierce and tear the void apart. It was extremely powerful!

Boom!

The three-headed and six-armed blood-colored Shura aggressively killed Song Tianming, who was carrying the sea of ​​thunder. The six Buddhist magic weapons in its hands danced tightly.

The vajra turned into a golden storm and confronted the thunder dragon head-on. Every collision stirred up layers of air waves, shaking the void.

The Prajna Wheel spun like a flying bird, and the Buddha's light shone everywhere, dissolving the tiny lightning that tried to penetrate the storm one by one. The Buddhist barrier was like a copper wall and iron wall, firmly protecting Wu Xiangjun.

The Pure World Lotus Platform showed its purification power. Countless sharp lotus petals cut the lightning, and each petal was like a sharp blade, cutting the lightning into pieces.

At the same time, the purification power contained in the petals gradually weakened the violent and destructive nature of the lightning, greatly reducing the power of the thunderstorm.

Faced with such a tight defense, Song Tianming was not discouraged. He flashed and used his advantage in body skills to shuttle between the lightning and golden light, looking for the flaws of the bloody Shura.

Every attack of Song Tianming was just right, avoiding the frontal defense of the bloody Shura and posing a considerable threat to it.

And Wu Xiangjun was not an ordinary person. The Zen sound bell and the Arhat rosary cooperated with each other.

The sound of the Zen bell directly hit Song Tianming's mind, disrupting his rhythm, and the Arhat rosary turned into a rain of rosaries, blocking Song Tianming's retreat.

At the same time, the third arm of the Bloody Asura was holding the Demon-Subduing Pestle, ready to strike. Once it found an opportunity, it would give Song Tianming a fatal blow.

As time went on, the atmosphere on the battlefield became more and more tense. The collision between lightning and golden light became more and more frequent, and each confrontation was accompanied by a deafening roar and the distortion of the void. Both of them had tried their best, but they were still evenly matched.

At this moment, Song Tianming suddenly paused, as if he had caught some subtle changes. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the lightning condensed into a point in his eyes, and then suddenly exploded.

I saw an extremely thick purple lightning column blasted out of his hand and went straight to the Bloody Asura.

Wu Xiangjun saw this and his face changed slightly. He knew that the power of this lightning column was extraordinary and he had to go all out to resist it.

Wu Xiangjun roared, and his three heads and six arms exerted force at the same time. Six Buddhist instruments came out at the same time, confronting the purple lightning column head-on, smashing it to pieces.

Song Tianming then took a deep breath, condensed all his strength and will between his hands, and the lightning gathered into a dazzling lightning ball in his palm.

Song Tianming pushed hard, and the lightning ball streaked through the sky like a meteor, heading straight for Wu Xiangjun's flaw.

Wu Xiangjun's face changed drastically when he saw this. He knew that the power of this lightning ball was extraordinary, and once it hit, the consequences would be disastrous.

Wu Xiangjun immediately mobilized all his strength and instruments to defend himself, but he was already a little powerless.

The lightning ball exploded on the defense of Bloody Shura, bursting out dazzling lightning and deafening roars.

Bloody Shura's body shook violently under the impact of the lightning, and then began to collapse and disintegrate.

Wu Xiangjun's face turned pale as paper in an instant. He felt that the connection between him and Bloody Shura was gradually disappearing.

However, at this critical moment of life and death, Wu Xiangjun did not give up.

Wu Xiangjun gritted his teeth and mobilized the last strength in his body to fight back.

In an instant, Bloody Shura roared, and his three heads and six arms exerted force at the same time, sacrificing all six Buddhist instruments.

These instruments intertwined in the air into a huge Buddha light net, trying to trap Song Tianming.

But Song Tianming was prepared. He flashed and used his advantage in body skills to avoid the shackles of the net. At the same time, he put his hands together and condensed a thunder ball again, ready to give Wu Xiangjun the final blow.

"Amitabha..." Wu Xiangjun chanted softly, put his hands together, closed his eyes and concentrated, solemn and solemn, and behind him appeared a pure jade treasure bottle with blood flowing.

Huh!

The mouth of the pure jade treasure bottle tilted, and the sticky scarlet blood fell like a waterfall, directly washing away the infinite immortal calamity reflected by Song Tianming.

Seeing this, the onlookers outside the field gasped and showed dumbfounded expressions.

"Wu Xiangjun succeeded, he really became a blood bodhisattva!"

"I didn't expect Wu Xiangjun to get so many fortunes in the blood Buddha restricted area, and now it is revealed!"