This Is Not the Female Demon Lord I Remembered-Chapter 896 - 686: Two Fists Can’t Prevail Against Four Hands (Part 2)

"Torrent of Daoist Skills!"

Yue Bai smiled indifferently, a chilling gaze sweeping across the battlefield, speaking slowly and deliberately.

Nine colors, representing nine different elemental laws, gradually lit up on Yue Bai's tail. When all nine laws were fully unleashed.

Meteors descended from the heavens, flames coiled around! The earth sank, forests became demons! Gale winds cut like knives, water dragons descended to the world! Thunder Prison stretched for miles, swamps swallowed in mud, ice sealed across the land!

Across miles of land, not a single place escaped Yue Bai's torrent of Daoist skills!

In an instant, the casualties Yue Bai inflicted upon the Abyss Army became the highest on the field!

One person equals an army!

And what left the cultivators of the Complete Heaven Sect stunned was that, despite appearing overwhelming, none of the Daoist skills harmed any Mystical Mechanism cultivators; all were precisely targeted at the Abyss Army.

"Gulp, such terrifying control! Such terrifying destructive power!"

The cultivators of the Complete Heaven Sect, who were just about to unleash their own Daoist skills in support, swallowed hard, amazed.

Is this the legendary torrent of Daoist skills? In the previous wars, this master of Qingqiu hadn't gone all out!

"Don't just stand there!" He Zhiqing, noticing the stunned disciples, furrowed his brows and reminded loudly.

"Oh, oh!"

Countless disciples of the Complete Heaven Sect woke, filled with a spirit of not backing down.

Countless disciples formed hand seals simultaneously, spiritual power intertwined, faces solemn, the Complete Heaven Array unfolded, obscuring the heavenly vault!

Stars shone brightly, descending like rain!

The might of the Complete Heaven Sect shook the field!

"Quickly, kill her! Destroy the great formation of the Complete Heaven Sect!"

From the Abyss side, a Great Cultivator roared in anger, eyes red with fury wanting to break through the encirclement towards Yue Bai.

Their countless Daoist skills and arrays were blocked by the Taoist Sect monks at the perimeter, while Mystical Mechanism could occupy advantageous positions to unleash far-reaching Daoist skills to bombard them!

Though there were many Abyss cultivators, they couldn't endure such bombardment!

Currently, the true apex Great Cultivators hadn't made their move, with mostly Ninth Realm peak cultivators engaging, while Ninth Realm Great Perfection combat power had yet to enter the fray, like Emperor Zhou, Sect Leader of Blood Control Sect, Grand Saint of Nine Spirits, and the Bodhi Zen Master merely facing the Abyss Ninth Realm Great Cultivators across the battlefield, locking each other's presence.

Even though players absorbed the first wave of damage and withdrew after dealing maximum damage, the Abyss Army and Mystical Mechanism were initially probing each other, maintaining a balanced state.

Yet with the entry of subsequent Mystical Mechanism cultivators, this balance was mercilessly broken, the true apex cultivators' eyes lit up, beginning to prepare to enter the battlefield.

"Hahaha! Zhou Zhukong, let's continue the unfinished fight from last time!"

The clouds scattered, a roar echoed across the battlefield, like a meteor striking from the heavens, laughing wildly as it charged straight towards Zhou Zhukong.

The incoming figure was bare-chested, tall and brawny, muscles like ridges, covered in countless scars, a sight stunning to behold!

Descending from the heavens, the figure, due to extreme high-speed impact, had red skin all over, from afar resembling exactly Yue Bai's meteor from the heavens!

In the path of the figure, whether Abyss cultivators or Mystical Mechanism cultivators, all were pulverized in the instant of not reacting! 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

The first to act was actually Xia Kun!

"Great timing!"

Zhou Zhukong's gaze was stern, a golden dragon beneath roared, charging directly into Zhou Zhukong's body, aura rising constantly, seeming ready to face Xia Kun head-on!

As the Immortal Emperor of Xuanzhou, only standing within the territory grants the blessing of the nation's fortune, reaching the peak of one's own strength.

Outside the territory, Zhou Zhukong only counted as top-tier within Ninth Realm Great Perfection, but once receiving the blessing of the nation's fortune, he was among the strongest below Chen Hua!

And this was why Zhou Zhukong would spare no expense to bring out the nation's fortune golden dragon, not only greatly boosting Xuanzhou soldiers' power but also allowing Zhou Zhukong's power to climb to the summit!

One above, one below, one laughing wildly, one stern, yet their fists met without the slightest hesitation!

Fists clashed, initially silent, but soon a sound wave exploded, an invisible shockwave swept across thousands of miles, those within either jolted to death or pushed away!

Xia Kun grinned, revealing white teeth, eyes intertwined with madness and playfulness.

Retracting hands, raising fists!

Zhou Zhukong mirrored the same actions.

Yet this time, the two, in remarkable synchronization, avoided clashing fists, instead narrowly missing, charging straight at each other's faces!

Watching the approaching fists, whether Zhou Zhukong or Xia Kun, their eyes held only faint excitement, without a trace of fear!

Fist to flesh, that's the romance of body cultivation!

As long as you can't kill them, beat them to death!

Dong——

Hong——

The two loud noises even caused the space to tremble!

Xia Kun's fist smashed into Zhou Zhukong's face, the fist force directly penetrating the forehead and imprinting a thousand-zhang-sized fist mark on the ground.

Meanwhile, Zhou Zhukong's punch landed on Xia Kun's left cheek, causing Xia Kun's neck to twist ninety degrees to the right!

"Pah! Your punch is still strong!"

Xia Kun slowly twisted his head back to its original position, disdainfully spitting out a mouthful of clotted blood, his expression even more frenzied after collapsing a mountain peak!

But all he saw was Zhou Zhukong coldly smiling.

"Hmm?"

Noticing something amiss, Xia Kun froze for a moment, only to see a flash of gold in the corner of his eye!

Before he had time to turn around, Xia Kun only felt a tremendous force hit his ribs, his body nearly folding in half, and the next second, a ring of air exploded from his original position, his body shot away like a cannonball.

In midair, Xia Kun spun wildly in the air currents, struggling to glance back, where a bright, gleaming bald head appeared beside Zhou Zhukong, with the angry visage of the Vajra manifesting behind him.

"Bodhi... old dog!"

After saying this, Xia Kun spat out a mouthful of essence blood with a "poof," his face turning pale.

He could feel that after that punch, nearly half of his left side was crippled, but now a large amount of blood energy was constantly repairing it, and within just two breaths, he could recover completely!

On the Abyss Continent, the Abyss Envoy was like Zhou Zhukong in the domain, with his full strength enhanced, his aura soaring directly to Chen Hua's level.

Zhou Zhukong and the Bodhi Zen Master had sensed this upon first meeting Xia Kun, which is why one of them attracted attention while the other secretly launched a surprise attack.

In a one-on-one fight, neither Zhou Zhukong nor the Bodhi Zen Master could defeat Xia Kun and would even be suppressed, possibly putting their lives in danger!

"Are you okay?"

The Bodhi Zen Master glanced at the somewhat dazed Zhou Zhukong and gestured with his hand. The branches of the Bodhi Tree of Heaven swayed, and a drop of crystalline dew dripped from the branch to Zhou Zhukong's forehead.

"Phew..."

Feeling a cool sensation between his eyebrows, the dissipated mirage finally disappeared before Zhou Zhukong's eyes, and his trembling Divine Soul stabilized again.

"Be careful, he's more than just a notch stronger than when he was in Xuanzhou!"

Zhou Zhukong took a deep breath, his gaze serious as he sternly reminded.

"Mm! This old monk understands."

The Bodhi Zen Master nodded, his expression becoming solemn.

In the exchange of fists just now, he naturally saw the disparity between the two.

After spitting out blood, Xia Kun was like nothing had happened, while Zhou Zhukong's Divine Soul trembled for half a day, even under the protection of the Great Wilderness Heavenly Dragon Armor. If it hadn't been for his intervention, Zhou Zhukong might have been in real danger.

"Suppress him in one go, don't let him charge the formation."

After recovering his strength, Zhou Zhukong rubbed his brow, didn't say another word, and with a fierce stomp, shattered the void, continuing to charge at Xia Kun.

The Bodhi Zen Master softly chanted a Buddhist mantra, his kindly expression suddenly transformed into the wrathful Vajra, for a Buddha has compassion and also wrath!

With Xia Kun's physical strength posing too great a threat, allowing him to charge the formation, apart from Chen Hua and Liang Yi, no one could suppress him. But those two were pillars, meant to counter the enemy's hidden tactics, not this brainless brute.

Dealing with someone like this was best left to the two of them.

Not giving Xia Kun a chance to breathe, as his blood energy surged to heal his injuries, Zhou Zhukong and the Bodhi Zen Master had already advanced to the front.

Buddha's light shining, all nations praising Buddha!

The Bodhi Zen Master's Buddha light radiated gloriously from behind, a resplendent wheel appearing above his head.

He formed a hand seal and then slapped out, directly hammering Xia Kun into the ground, a palm print etched on the earth.

Behind Zhou Zhukong, the phantom of the Xuanzhou Emperor frequently appeared, war intent pooling among the myriad troops, thousands of Xuanzhou citizens worshiping, three types of fist intents—domineering Imperial Dao, Human Dao—concentrating into one fist!

Toward Xia Kun, who was furiously punching upward from the earth, another punch descended, this time reversing the outcome!

Zhou Zhukong stood firmly in the void, while Xia Kun's right arm was twisted beyond recognition, resembling a twisted dough.

Two fists cannot match four hands, Xia Kun fell to a disadvantage!