18. The golden light protected the people who doubted their lives!
At that moment!
It seemed to be the western border of the Great Sun, the night had fallen.
He Changchong and the others suddenly felt an uncontrollable panic in their hearts. No matter how they suppressed it, they could not feel at ease.
It was also at that moment.
Almost everyone couldn't help but want to retreat.
However, everyone had already made their move, and when they attacked, they used their full strength.
At this moment, it was impossible for him to stop.
There was nothing anyone could do.
"Don't worry, this is just a bluff!”
He Chang Chong gritted his teeth and roared.
He increased the strength in his hands by 30%.
This was a moment of life and death.
Or kill Zhang Zhiwei's Yang God and indirectly cause Zhang Zhiwei's main body to fail in seclusion.
Or die.
At this time, he naturally could not hold back at all.
He could only use all his strength…
"Kill, don't hold back."
However, a group of martial arts masters, grandmasters, and even great grandmasters had attacked with all their might.
However, when he was about 30 to 40 feet away from Zhang Zhiwei, he suddenly stopped.
A layer of golden light.
It enveloped Zhang Zhiwei.
After everyone attacked, all the weapons collided with the golden light.
Instantly, it was like an egg hitting a rock.
All the weapons and palm prints were shattered.
At that moment!
Everyone was stunned.
……
Today was supposed to be Zhang Sanfeng's 100th birthday banquet.
The people who came to congratulate him were definitely not just the people from the five sects.
In the Great Qin, Great Tang, and other empires.
There were also quite a few people who were Zhang Sanfeng's good friends. After all, Zhang Sanfeng was rumored to be the number one person in Great Ming.
Many people also came from afar.
Those people had undoubtedly arrived later than the five great sects in the Darming Empire.
As soon as the five great sects entered Wudang Mountain, they started to force their way into the mountain.
The people from the other empires could not do anything.
They could only gather outside.
"It's still the Golden Light Curse, but it's many times stronger than the Golden Light Curse from twenty years ago.”
"Twenty years ago, Zhang Zhiwei's golden light was something that very few people in the world could break. Now, even a deva would frown.”
"But don't forget that this is only Zhang Zhiwei's Sun God!”
A skinny old man said.
"The Golden Light Curse used is definitely not as powerful as the main body, but this Golden Light Curse is too exaggerated!”
"That's right. With the current level of the Golden Light Curse, it can already block the combined attacks of so many grandmasters. How terrifying would the Golden Light Curse that the main body used be?”
Thinking of this, everyone immediately sucked in a breath of cold air.
" It's the same as when I first met Zhang Zhiwei…"
"He's still a pervert!"
"After all, he was a person who once stirred up a storm in the Great Tang.”
Another old man sighed.
"Isn't it the same in my Great Song Dynasty? Once the news that Zhang Zhiwei was still alive got out, the whole world would probably fall into chaos.”
There was a long silence.
Suddenly, someone spoke.
"If he dies, then the world will truly be in chaos. Who knows how many people are looking forward to his death!”
……
" Impossible! This is impossible!"
He Changchong stared at the golden light in front of him. The sword technique of his Kunlun Mountain was the best in the world.
But now, he actually couldn't even break this Golden Light Curse.
This was even with many martial arts masters and even people like Master Kong Wen.
The power of his attack had increased by more than ten times.
He could even say.
Now that everyone had joined forces, they were in a desperate situation and were using their full strength.
It could definitely unleash power comparable to Celestial Being Realm.
Even if their opponents were Celestial Beings, they were actually just something gathered by Zhang Zhiwei's Divine Decree.
He didn't even have one-tenth of Zhang Zhiwei's strength.
Logically speaking.
They should be confident that Bi Sheng would win.
But now, not even a layer of golden light could shake it...
He Chang Chong's face instantly contorted and turned ashen.
He couldn't believe it.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"He must be holding on. Everyone, continue attacking.”
"There's a problem with Zhang Zhiwei's seclusion. Now, he still needs to divert his attention to control this Yang God. His main body must be under tremendous pressure!”
"As long as we persist, there will definitely be a big problem with his main body.”
"When the time comes, what will a deva be?"
"They all have to die!"
He Changchong roared.
It was as if he was going to use all his strength to attack again.
"Death force…Everyone, let's all die together!”
"This is the perfect opportunity for us to kill devas.”
"Famous for all eternity, leaving a legacy for all ages…on this day!”
"Everyone, die hard…"
However, He Changchong had just shouted out the last word.
Suddenly, a golden palm flew over.
"It's time to wake up!"
A calm voice and a pair of golden eyes flashed.
Immediately after, He Changchong was slapped in the face.
He Changchong's face was twisted because he had used all his strength in an attempt to kill the devas.
At that moment!
The flesh on his face instantly rippled like soft tofu.
With a slap, all his expressions were slapped away. Only his eyes were lifeless like dead fish, and his eyes were filled with fear and disbelief.
All of this happened in an instant, the moment that ordinary palm arrived.
In the eyes of others.
Just a second ago, they had heard He Changchong shouting at the top of his lungs, causing their hearts to become excited. Their blood vessels surged wildly, and they were extremely excited.
It was as if he could really kill the heavenly beings today and leave a legacy for hundreds of generations.
In the next second, a crisp smack was heard!
He Changchong's voice stopped abruptly.
Immediately after, a black shadow flew out.
The air instantly fell silent.
Only He Changchong's words seemed to be echoing in the air.
Everyone stared blankly at He Changchong, who was sent flying and smashed into the wall.
He could only feel the sound of death.
It was as if he was mocking them.
"Sigh…Zhang Zhiwei is still a deva!”
"A bunch of Grandmasters trying to kill a Deva was just wishful thinking!”
Outside the True Martial Palace.
The guests from the Great Qin Empire, the Great Song Empire, and other places broke the silence.
It was also at this moment.
He Changchong coughed out a mouthful of blood and stood up with difficulty, leaning against the wall.
"Impossible!"
"This is impossible!"
"There must be a problem somewhere!"
"It must be…"
He Changchong stood up.
It was as if he still wanted to fight.
However, when he looked up, he realized that other than Zhang Zhiwei's Yang God, he was still in the same state.
Inside and outside the True Martial Palace, almost everyone's eyes were fixed on him. Their eyes were dull and dumbfounded, as if they were filled with endless fear.
"What's wrong? Why are you staring at me?"
He Chang Chong suddenly roared!
"Hurry up and kill Zhang Zhiwei!”
At this moment.
An old man said with trembling lips.
"Your…your cultivation…is gone…"
"No…"
Before he could finish speaking, He Changchong was instantly stunned.
Because he suddenly felt it.
All the meridians in his body were twitching.
Even his face, body, legs, arms, fingers, and all the skin on his body were twitching crazily.
It was all because of Zhang Zhiwei's plain slap.
He was crippled!
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