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Chapter 1098 Supernatural powers, powerless (for subscription)

Zhang Zhichong didn't know that Qingfeng, the magic weapon he regarded as the ultimate trump card, was actually just a gadget to please women in Meng Zhao's eyes. He only felt that his abilities had improved a lot after becoming the master of the army for a short time.

With a thought, the true energy burst out, and it was still wrapped around the body. The tattered clothes were instantly blown left and right by the strong wind, and a series of afterimages were left behind on the spot and in the path of the person. A violent gust of wind.

When Zhang Zhichong stood still, he realized that he had suddenly crossed tens of feet in an instant, as if being run over by a dragon and elephant along the way. , It's appalling, it's simply not at the level that humans can achieve, it's almost like ghosts and gods.

"This is the power of the divine weapon, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!"

Zhang Zhichong's expression was in a trance, a surge of joy gushed out of his heart, and the words that the old man often said involuntarily emerged in his mind, there is no end to the road, and it really is the end of the day.

With such super speed, he might be able to get rid of the entanglement of Meng Zhao and Yang Wu's army, and run out here.

As for relying on the power of the magic weapon to kill Meng Zhao, he might have thought about it before seeing Meng Zhao's terrifying martial arts. I dare not have fantasies.

Seeing this scene, Meng Zhao's eyes were also startled, and he didn't expect such a change.

He has some understanding of the power of the divine soldier. If he can be recognized by the divine soldier and become the master of the military, besides being able to use the divine soldier to communicate with the vitality of the world and increase his combat power, the biggest benefit is actually to be blessed by the divine soldier and gain various original skills. The supernatural power that belongs exclusively to the divine soldier.

For example, Han Pu's Changyang Divine Sword actually contains the power of Zhongyang, which can not only help Han Pu improve his daily practice and comprehend martial arts, but also burst out a terrifying scorching sun like a scorching sun in battle ability.

Another example is Feng Chi Dang, Zhuo Mufeng's skills are shallow, and he can only communicate with the vitality of heaven and earth with the help of divine weapons, but he does not have the ability of divine weapons to increase his supernatural powers.

Unexpectedly, the fortune of this piece of Zhichong is not shallow. It may be that the nature of his martial arts is quite consistent with this magic soldier Qingfeng. Therefore, even though he became the master of the army for a short time, he was blessed by the magic power of the magic soldier, and he has a similar speed. Ascension, the speed of movement, even Meng Zhao can't match it.

Of course, Meng Zhao didn't care too much. Although the opponent was fast, they still couldn't escape his palm.

Thinking of this, he didn't want to continue entanglement. In his purple eyes, there was a faint star that exploded with endless imperial power. On the altar, the power of thousands of stars burst out, and they merged into his body one by one.

All of a sudden, the fresh air in his body increased greatly, the blood energy faded away, but the majestic air became more intense. Wherever the eyes shined, no matter who it was or what level of martial arts they had reached, there was a sense of sweat dripping and panic.

This is not murderous aura, nor domineering aura, but a special kind of spiritual coercion, which overwhelms everyone like the might of heaven. If the strong will of martial arts is not Meng Zhao's opponent, it will be difficult not to be affected.

Facing this sweeping glance, Zonglongcheng was equally terrified, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Meng Zhao squeezed the finger formula with one hand, twisted his thumb and middle finger lightly, stretched and relaxed the rest of his fingers, and smiled like a flower. A faint Zen charm emanated from his body, just like a Buddha smiling while holding a flower. Its body surface comes out thoroughly.

The golden light ranges from shallow to full-bodied, and it complements the golden armor on Meng Zhao's majestic body.

In just a few moments, a huge statue of the Buddha several feet high appeared, filled with majesty, holiness, ferocity, strength, and an incomparable aura to subdue all demons.

As soon as the Buddha's Dharma image came out, the sky and the earth sympathized, and the clouds in the sky were flowing rapidly, and soon turned into a cloud of Buddha. The Buddha's face looked very terrifying.

"Hey, what kind of martial art is this that is so shocking and powerful?"

There are not many warriors who have seen Meng Zhao's Buddha's palm horizontally, but there were a few who were at the palace that day. Even if they hadn't seen it, they had heard that Meng Zhao had this kind of Buddhist method.

But no one knew that the Buddhist martial art that Meng Zhao knew was so powerful.

The dharma form of the Buddha looked only a few feet high, and compared to the dharma form of the dragon that Meng Zhao once revealed by the Mingxiu Lake, it was simply a difference between heaven and earth.

However, this Buddha is the realization of the charm, that is, the power of the divine form, so sympathetic with the heaven and the earth, even the cloud-like Buddha appeared in the high-altitude clouds, as if the sky was shaking. How can such power be compared with the size of the simple Dharma appearance?
At the moment when the Buddha's Dharma image appeared, the entire incomparably vast field seemed to be sinking into a muddy swamp, and there was a ubiquitous oppressive force in the air.

It seemed extremely difficult to move.

What's even more frightening is that this swamp-like restraint and suppressive force seems to be constantly adjusted and changed with the strength of the individual.

The stronger the person, the greater the oppression they receive, and the weaker the person, the less restrained they are.

The mahamudra of King Fudo Ming's Subduing Demons, combined with Meng Zhao's Tianzi Wangqi Technique, the combination of the two has such a terrifying effect.

Zhang Zhichong temporarily held the magic weapon, and gained the supernatural power of the magic soldier Qingfeng, his speed increased greatly. Before he started running, he was stopped by Meng Zhao's sudden appearance of Buddha Dharma.

Although with the help of the magic weapon, he could barely maintain his ability to move, but under this kind of pressure, the lightness kung fu, which was already miraculous, was pulled to a very ordinary level.

The vitality of the world that could have been adjusted, for some reason, abandoned him one after another, making him seem to live in a world without vitality. Although his own true energy was fierce, it was not up to the general trend of the day.

He looked at Meng Zhao, who was enveloped by the Buddha's light and Sanskrit sound, seeing the Buddha's appearance was like seeing Meng Zhao.

How could this person be so strong?
The next moment, Meng Zhaodan stretched out his palm and slowly grabbed Zhang Zhichong.

The Buddha's Dharma image wrapped around him also showed a huge golden Buddha's palm, covered with swastika light wheels that circulated, spanning layers of space, and instantly grasping Zhang Zhichong's body full of true energy in the palm.

With a firm pinch, his true energy exploded, Zhang Zhichong's whole body burst apart, and blood gushed out profusely.

I saw him yell,
"I fought with you."

The blue light in that hand flourished, turning into a huge wind blade and slashing towards the Buddha's palm.

But only a layer of fine light circles rippled, and the Buddha's palm was not damaged at all, but it was squeezed tightly again.

Creak, creak, creak...

Flesh, blood, and viscera were stirred together sparingly, and slowly flowed down the Buddha's palm to the ground.

There is only one dagger that exudes azure light, which is as moist as before, and it is not stained with dark things.

(End of this chapter)