God of War starts from 72 stunts

Chapter 11 Buddha Demon War
boom!
The two powerful men clashed in the sky, shaking the sky!

"Holy Monk, let me teach you the Eighteen Sacred Sciences of Shaolin."

The demonic element punched out from the air, and violent energy swept out like a raging ocean wave!

Seeing the duel in the air, Kong clapped his palm, and suddenly powerful energy burst out from his palm.

The two energies collided and exploded!
Mo Yuan stepped forward, his momentum soaring to the sky, and punched again.

"Strong Bull Demon Fist!"

The demonic energy is like the horns of a wild bull, and the overbearing true energy is contained in the iron fist, and it hits Kong Jian with thunderous force!
Kong Jian waved his palms to meet the attack, his hands turned into phantoms, and he swung out hundreds of palms in an instant, each palm hitting Mo Yuan's fist accurately.

After a hundred palms, the energy contained in Mo Yuan's fist was gone.

"What a Tathagata Thousand Palms!"

The magic element moves changed again.

"Fire Cloud Knife!"

The sword is invisible, the palm is the sword, and the energy is the blade.

The demonic element slashed down diagonally with his palm, like a falling meteor, and the terrifying sword energy actually ignited the air.

Looking from a distance, you can see that Mo Yuan's palm is burning with flames.

Kong Jian's face was solemn, and before his palm reached him, he felt the terrifying lethality that seemed to be able to tear everything apart.

This is a top martial arts that is not weaker than the Eighteen Sacred Sciences of Shaolin.

Kongjian waved his cassock, and the real energy in his body poured into the golden cassock like a flood that broke a bank.

In an instant, the entire cassock was filled with true energy, like a flying carpet being waved by Kong Jian.

With the sword in hand and the cloud of fire, the cassock subdues the devil!
clang!
The two collided, making a sound like the collision of steel.

Mo Yuan's eyes narrowed in vain, and he saw that the golden cassock resisted his Fire Cloud Blade without any damage, and then in a very short time, it wrapped around his arm like a spiritual snake!

"It can be both strong and soft, and the cassock's ability to subjugate demons is a masterpiece!"

The demonic energy stirred up the true energy, and the powerful energy instantly shook away the entangled golden silk cassock.

"Shaolin's Eighteen Sacred Studies are truly worthy of their reputation."

The demonic element rose into the air and distanced itself from Kong Jian.

"But I am not here today to learn about Shaolin's sacred teachings."

The demonic element hangs in mid-air, staring blankly.

"The devil and the devil!"

Following Mo Yuan's low shout, twelve huge black shadows suddenly appeared silently behind Mo Yuan.

Those twelve black shadows are like twelve demon gods, exuding evil and powerful aura!

"Holy Monk, let me show you the true power of the Twelve Heavenly Demon God Formation!"

Mo Yuan shot Sora Mi with one hand.

At the same moment, the twelve black shadows behind Mo Yuan all stretched out a huge palm, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, the twelve giant palms all shot towards Kong Jian!

Kong Jian once again injected the rich true energy into the cassock, and when the twelve giant palms fell, he threw out the cassock in his hands.

The cassock flew up and collided with the twelve giant palms.

boom!
The cassock exploded with a bang and turned into pieces of rags falling from the sky.

The cassock that could rival the demonic element a moment ago was now completely defeated by those twelve giant palms.

Seeing this scene, Kong Jian's expression became more solemn. The power of the Twelve Heavenly Demon God Formation was more powerful than he expected!

Looking at the twelve giant palms that were slapped down, Kong Jian clasped his hands together, looked solemn, and shouted in a low voice, "Third-level pagoda!"

Just as the twelve giant palms fell, a three-story pagoda with red light suddenly appeared above Kong Jian's head and collided with the twelve giant palms.

boom!
The twelve giant palms instantly collapsed and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"It's actually the Shaolin magic skill, Yi Jin Jing!"

Mo Yuan looked shocked, looking at the three-story pagoda above Kong Jian's head, his eyes filled with greed.

"Swallow you, everything is mine!"

Mo Yuan pointed suddenly.

The twelve figures behind him also stretched out a giant finger at the same time, like twelve giant pillars pressing down towards Kong Jian!

The three-story pagoda glowed in vain, the red light was like fire, like a scorching sun, hitting the twelve giant fingers.

boom!
Another shocking collision!

This time, the three-story pagoda did not smash the twelve fingers, but was evenly matched with the twelve giant fingers.

Twelve giant fingers press on the three-story pagoda, as steady as Mount Tai.

Similarly, the three-story pagoda is supported by twelve fingers without any fall.

The two stalemate.

"Holy Monk, let me see whether your Shaolin Yi Jin Jing is more powerful, or whether my Heavenly Demon and Divine Sha is more powerful?"

The true energy in the demon body surged out wildly, maintaining the twelve evil spirits.

The same is true for Kong Jian, who activates the true energy in his body to manifest a three-level pagoda, which can withstand the suppression of twelve giant fingers.

This was Kong Jian's last resort. For the rest, he could only hope that the Shaolin disciples could successfully stop the demon cultists' plan.Wu An witnessed the battle between two third-level players, until the two seemed to be tied in the end.

Apart from themselves, only Wu An could see that Kong Jian was actually at a disadvantage.

The consumption of magic energy comes more from formations, while Kong Jian can only rely on himself.

One is ebbing and the other is ebbing, the power of the formation is increasing all the time, and Kong Jian's true energy is being consumed rapidly. When Kong Jian completely exhausts his true energy, that will be the moment he is defeated.

Maybe he can't wait until the moment when Kongjian's true energy is exhausted. When the power of the formation reaches a certain level, Kongjian will no longer be able to resist the demonic gods and demons.

Wu An naturally thought about joining the battle and teaming up with Kong Jian to defeat Mo Yuan.

But after seeing the power displayed by the Twelve Heavenly Demon God Formation, he gave up this idea.

As the center of the Twelve Heavenly Demonic Formation, coupled with the strength of the demonic element itself, he is invincible.

If the formation is not broken, the demonic element will not be defeated.

What Wu An should do most is to destroy the foundation of the Twelve Heavenly Demon God Formation.

Without the base of the formation, the formation will collapse.

"But to be able to become the base of the Twelve Heavenly Demon Gods Formation, the cultivation base of those Heavenly Demon Cultists must not be much weaker. They should all be at the middle realm."

Wu An made his own judgment. He did not think that the cultivation level of the Demon Cultists could reach the upper realm. If there were strong upper realms among the Demon Cultists, it would be impossible for Shaolin disciples like them to survive until now.

Wu An looked around and found that all the disciples had already taken action.

Obviously, everyone realized the seriousness of the situation.

If the formation of the Twelve Heavenly Demons and Gods cannot be broken, then not only the thousands of people in the town but also them will die in this formation.

"It's time for me to act too!"

Wu An stepped forward and ran quickly on the street.

At this time, he had no other better way but to rely on luck to meet the Demonic Cultists who were the base of the Twelve Formations.

somewhere.

A man in black quietly climbed out of an abandoned well.

Only one pair of his eyes was exposed, but at this moment his eyes were full of bloodthirsty and cruelty.

The Twelve Heavenly Demon God Formation has been activated. Demon believers like him have only received one order, and that is to kill!
The more you kill, the more rewards you get from the Demon Cult!
boom!
He kicked open a door.

Several screams suddenly sounded in the house.

"hey-hey."

The man in black smiled ferociously, picked up the knife and was about to walk into the house to kill.

But the moment he raised his feet, the evil smile on his face suddenly solidified.

boom!
Then he threw his head back and fell down.

In one breath, Wu An flew from a distance and appeared next to the man in black. He found his eyes widened, but he had no breath at all.

I'm afraid the man in black didn't understand how he died until his death.

"Not the formation base!"

Wu An shook his head, feeling a little regretful.

From the aura revealed by the man in black, he judged that his cultivation level was at the seventh level of the Lower Realm, and there was no aura of gods, demons, or gods on his body.

Wu An can kill low-level warriors, even those at the peak of seventh level, with just a snap of his fingers.

What killed the man in black was a small stone thrown out by Wu An. The stone penetrated directly through the head of the man in black like a sharp arrow, killing him with one blow.

At this moment, Wu An's eyes lit up and he raised his head to look at a house not far away.

"That location has the aura of gods and demons!"

Wu An ran quickly and soon arrived outside the house.

"That's right, it's the formation base!"

Standing at the door, Wu An could clearly sense a strange aura permeating the room, and that aura was exactly the same as the aura of the black shadow behind Mo Yuan.

boom!
Before Wu An could take action, the door suddenly exploded.

A figure rushed from the house to Wu An at lightning speed, and then struck Wu An on the head with a long knife that shone with cold light!
"Fourth level realm!"

Wu An sensed the figure's aura fluctuations and immediately judged his cultivation level.

"Arhat Boxing!"

Seeing the sword falling, Wu An was not afraid at all and raised his hand to punch.

Click!

Under the horrified gaze of the demon cultivator that day, Wu An shook the weapon with his bare hands, and actually smashed the long sword into pieces with one punch.

Without giving the demon cultivator any chance to escape, Wu An stepped forward and punched the second time.

boom!
The Tianmo Sect member flew away and fell into the house.

Wu An withdrew his fist and stepped forward to take a look. He saw that the demon cultivator's sternum had been completely shattered and a sunken fist mark appeared on his chest.

The color in his eyes was fading rapidly, and his dilated pupils were completely dilated in the blink of an eye.

He was actually punched to death by Wu An.

(End of this chapter)