Lei Wuyun kept fighting with Dajue, and his punches hit the flesh.
He was so happy.
Although Dajue was going all out, Lei Wuyun had been tempering himself.
He had continuously used medicinal pills to increase his strength, but he had not continuously practiced to adapt to his strength. He was not clear about the true power of some cultivation techniques.
Now that he had such a good whetstone, how could he miss it?
In addition, Dajue also had the Vajra Demon Subduing Divine Power to protect his body, so he did not have to worry about damaging him.
Hence, Lei Wuyun began to display it to his heart's content.
"Square Fist!"
"Thunderclap Finger."
"Five Thunder Tiangang Fist."
"Great Strength Vajra Finger."
"Shaolin Prajna Palm."
"Great Strength Vajra Kick."
"Kunlun Raging Fire Palm."
"Wudang Duality Fist."
"Monkey steals peaches."
"Immortals pluck grapes."
"Aiya, it's too hard. I can't steal it or pick it.”
Comfortable. It was really too satisfying.
"I feel like I've been massaged.”
"But it's time to end it."
There were only two martial arts techniques left.
One was the Fire Scorching Art, and the other was the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art.
With the support of any one of them, Dajue should not be a match for him.
In the end, Lei Wuyun added the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art. After all, Lei Wuyun had never tried it before. He also wanted to test the power of these two martial arts techniques.
As expected, with the support of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art, it was not something that this little Vajra Demon Subduing Divine Power could compare to.
One move was just one move.
The two of them exchanged fists and were sent flying.
At the same time, the Vajra Demon Subduing Divine Power on Dajue's body was instantly shattered.
The Vajra phantom was instantly torn apart and dissipated.
A mouthful of fresh blood spurted out from Da Ren's mouth.
The Origin Formation was also broken in an instant.
The seven people who had cast the array had already been forcefully absorbed by Dajue. Now that the array had been broken, they suffered a backlash. They all let out painful wails and fell to the ground with serious injuries.
Lei Wuyun was also a little embarrassed.
He didn't stop.
He did not expect the combined power of the two to be so powerful.
This was only the first three levels of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art.
He originally wanted to try it out on Dajue's body layer by layer.
He did not expect that he would not be able to do it on the third level.
His golden body was shattered and his body and soul were almost destroyed.
If he had used the power of the thirteenth level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art, would Dajue have been blown up by his punch?
However, looking at the fallen Dajue Lei Wuyun, he knew that this whetstone could only stop here.
Moreover, according to his current injuries, it was not enough for Monk Dajue to just lose all his cultivation.
One of Monk Dajue's arms had been crippled by the punch just now. His internal organs should have been severely damaged as well.
Such a serious internal injury would take at least one or two years to heal.
Most importantly, Dajue had gone berserk. Although he was seriously injured, he had stood up again.
Seeing this situation, Lei Wuyun hurriedly retreated.
If he attacked again, Dajue would probably die.
Wuxin glanced at Lei Wuyun and sighed helplessly.
However, he still made a decisive move and flew towards Dajue.
At this moment, the Great Sleep had long become an arrow at the end of its flight.
Therefore, he was quickly subdued by Wuxin.
At the same time, Monk Wuxin also used one of the 32 secret skills of Rakshasa Hall, Bemoaning the state of the universe and pitying the people.
He used his own strength to neutralize Dajue's strength.
Although Dajue was heavily injured, he still managed to gather the internal strength of the seven of them.
If Wuxin's realm did not increase, under normal circumstances, he might not be able to succeed.
After all, Lei Wuyun had only injured Dajue and did not consume much of his internal energy.
Xiao Se and Lei Wujie, who were beside him, saw that Wuxin was actually using his own Dharma to remove the devil nature and power of Monk Dajue and quickly became anxious.
"Wuxin, don't do anything stupid."
"Dajue's power is dissipating?"
"Lei Wuyun, why don't you attack again? Otherwise, if this continues, Monk Wuxin's martial arts will be crippled.”
However, Lei Wuyun did not say anything.
Behind him, Eldest Senior Brother rushed over with Sikong Qianluo and Wu Chan.
Seeing Wuxin do such a thing, Wu Chan's heart ached for a moment.
"Junior apprentice-brother is indeed not a devil."
"Using your own power to feel the monk's demonic nature, Shidi is indeed merciful.”
Monk Dajue slowly regained his consciousness in the process of Wuxin's slow transformation.
"Wuxin, you…"
Looking at the shocked Dajue, Wuxin couldn't help but sigh,""Back then, my father led the Human Realm Upon Heavens to invade the Central Plains. He was cautious in killing people, and it was not unreasonable for the son to pay for his father's debt.”
Slowly, he felt his energy dissipate.
Without the support of internal energy, Dajue's injuries instantly worsened.
He spat out another mouthful of blood.
Seeing this, Xiao Se hurriedly took out a pill and threw it to Wu Xin.
After Wuxin obtained the pill, he directly put it into Dajue's mouth.
"This is the Penglai Pill?"
"I didn't expect you to have such a healing pill on you.”
Monk Dajue only felt slightly better after eating the pill.
Soon, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the two first-rate martial artists in the pugilistic world lost their skills.
Lei Wuyun immediately came to Wuxin's side and held him up when he fell.
Taking advantage of this moment, he hurriedly transferred Yi Jinjing's internal strength into his body.
"Sit down and rest.”
"Losing a body's power isn't a bad thing.”
"After all, the 32 secret techniques of the Rakshasa Hall are not orthodox Buddhist martial arts.”
"After my cultivation is abolished, I can start cultivating again.”
Wuxin's eyes lit up when he heard Lei Wuyun's words.
The fatigue from before seemed to have been swept away.
"A thought to become a Buddha, a thought to become a devil."
"If you've let go, then you've really let go."
"Old monk, I finally understand what you mean.”
Hence, Wuxin sat cross-legged on the ground.
To outsiders, Wuxin was meditating, but his cultivation was crippled.
Only Lei Wuyun knew that there was no establishment without destruction.
Reborn from the cocoon.
Lei Wuyun, who was standing beside Wuxin, could feel that an authentic Buddhist internal force was being generated from Wuxin's body.
"Senior, after the show is over, can you come down and take a look?”
For a moment, Lei Wujie, Eldest Senior Brother, and the others thought that there were other forces who wanted to make things difficult for them when they heard Lei Wuyun's words. They immediately rushed over and surrounded Wuxin in the middle.
As soon as Lei Wuyun finished speaking, a long spear tore through the air.
He stood on the empty ground with an unparalleled aura.
A middle-aged man stood in the air.
"Father?"
"Third Master?"
"Who is this person?"
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