Chapter 1635 Second Coming (Fifth Watch)

However, if he can master the God-killing Palm, he can also kill him. Unfortunately, cultivating the God-killing Palm is too time-consuming, and he needs to retreat for a while to complete it. There is no way now, should he live for a while longer?

When he was distracted, he still slapped Chu Li's mouth. After the arms regrown, they were more powerful than before they were broken. They were at the same position as the previous two palms. defense.

Chu Li suddenly probed and grabbed his right palm.

This is his well-prepared probe, the timing and speed are just right, and he is still taking advantage of his slack.

After this probe, his right palm grasped Song Zhifan's right palm like iron tongs, and then pulled violently.

Song Zhifan's face changed slightly, he felt bad, and the parallel fingers of his left hand pierced his eyes like swords.

Chu Li lowered his head to avoid it, and at the same time punched him in the chest.

"Bang!" Song Zhifan received a solid punch, and immediately let out a breath, but there was nothing unusual, only a slight pain.

Chu Li also found out that his black clothes had no effect on defending the internal force at all. The internal force penetrated into Song Zhifan's body, but was dispelled by it. The internal force of the god of heaven was indeed much purer than before.

Song Zhifan pierced Chu Li's eyes again with his fingers parallel to each other like a sword.

He knows that fists and palms are useless, and only by attacking his weak point can he be forced to let go.

Chu Li turned his head to avoid it, and performed ten layers of self-sacrificing skills, and all the internal power of the Supreme Vajra Sutra turned into a monstrous force and condensed in his left palm.

A purple-gold palm print suddenly appeared on the left palm, and the purple-gold light flashed and hit Song Zhifan.

"Bang!" Song Zhifan was flying horizontally, but Chu Li grabbed his right hand and floated up like a kite.

"Pfft!" A bloody arrow spewed out.

Chu Li sideways avoided, nodded in satisfaction.

The Immortal Body of the Vajra is enough to block ten levels of the Divine Art of Sacrifice, and the vajra palm formed by the internal force of the Supreme Vajra Sutra is the most powerful, and this palm almost killed Song Zhifan.

When he fell to the ground, he stood firmly, and instantly aged in his fifties.

Song Zhifan narrowed his eyes slightly, the cold light flickered, and suddenly he opened his mouth and spit out a white light.

"Hey!" Chu Li just tilted his head, but couldn't avoid it completely.

A white light flashed across his neck, almost severing the main artery, but even so, blood gushed like a fountain.

Chu Li frowned, but Da Yuan Jingzhi saw that the white light was a tooth.

It is truly miraculous that this tooth can break through the indestructible body of King Kong.

Dayuan Jingzhi urged to contemplate to the extreme, the teeth were covered with a layer of white light, which hindered Dayuan Jingzhi's contemplation, and gave him a sense of awe, intuition that there is danger to avoid, obviously it is not a supernatural object, but a treasure.

Chu Li's neck quickly stopped the bleeding, and smiled at Song Zhifan: "Amazing!"

In this moment of effort, the inner power of the Supreme Vajra Sutra was fully replenished, and the ten layers of self-sacrificing skills were performed again, and the power of the Vajra palm turned into a purple golden glow.

"Bang!" Song Zhifan flew up like a kite again, his arm was grabbed by Chu Li.

Song Zhifan gritted his teeth, and suddenly slashed his right arm like a knife.

"Tch!" His right arm broke away again, and it was held in Chu Li's hand, and his body flew out.

He flashed like a ghost, appeared ten feet away, and stared at Chu Li with a sneer: "Today's gift will be repaid ten times in the future!"

His white hair was as gray as frost, and his face was full of wrinkles. He had aged more than a hundred years in an instant.

It was a pity for Chu Li. This Song Zhifan was ruthless and determined. He was indeed a formidable opponent. Especially the Immortality Kungfu, which could defuse fatal injuries, was the most difficult thing to deal with. If he escaped today, he would be even more difficult to deal with in another day.

Obviously, he failed to cultivate Tianshen martial arts. If he could, he would be like a tiger with wings added, and he would be the one who will be hunted down by then!

Song Zhifan was about to leave when he suddenly raised his head.

The dark clouds completely dissipated, and a faint door of light suddenly appeared in the sky.

Above the white clouds, the Guangmen is nearly a hundred feet high, majestic and huge, making people feel like bowing down.

The light door opened slowly, and then a figure emerged, and then turned into a stream of light across the sky, like a shooting star fleeting.

Chu Li felt that it was not good. He had seen this scene before, but it was a heaven and a man descended into the world!

As the stream of light flickered, a figure suddenly appeared in front of their eyes, shrouded in a red light. The red light shrouded the figure like a veil. It was impossible to see his facial features clearly, only his height could be seen.

The red light swayed like a candle flame, changing its shape from time to time, making the figure appear erratic.

And his body was surrounded by a strange force, which made Chu Li feel breathless. It was dozens of times more terrifying than Song Zhifan's Tianshen field. In such a field, the speed would become slow.

The figure in the red light turned his head to look at Song Zhifan with a broken arm. He seemed to hesitate for a moment, wondering why he was in such a mess as a god and had a broken arm. Then he believed his own induction and appeared in front of Song Zhifan in a flash.

Song Zhifan was old but still strong, so he urged Yudianbu to avoid it.

"Huh?" A hoarse voice sounded, and the figure in the red light seemed to be amazed at his swift movement, and appeared behind Song Zhifan in a flash.

"Bang!" Song Zhifan threw forward a dozen feet, spraying a bloody arrow in the air.

The place where he landed was nearly a hundred years old, his wrinkles were thicker and deeper, and his hair was as white as silver.

"Bang!" He flew out again, and after landing, he was much older, with wrinkles like a knife, and his hair became thinner.

As a god, he is so old that he is almost two hundred years old.

"Sure enough!" The figure in the red light exclaimed in admiration, it was rare in this world to be able to catch two of his palms without dying.

A flash of red light appeared behind Song Zhifan again.

Chu Li suddenly stepped forward to meet him.

"Bang!" Chu Li felt an overwhelming force hit his body, and the foreground quickly retreated, and he flew out involuntarily, bumping into Song Zhifan.

Song Zhifan was knocked out.

Chu Li heaved a sigh of relief, King Kong's indestructible body did not disappoint him, he caught the palm and was not directly injured.

When he was unloading, half of his strength was transferred to Song Zhifan.

But even so, Song Zhifan still felt strange, half of the pressure disappeared, it was a rare respite for him, why did this old guy go crazy, why did he suddenly block himself.

This is too strange. Could it be that he suddenly lost his mind and mistook himself for a relative?

Or does this old guy have any relationship with the Longevity Sect, although he is an enemy, there are other ties?

"Huh—?" The figure in the red light frowned and looked at Chu Li.

Immediately he sneered, and the red light flashed, and the two of them had already been shot, the speed was like lightning, and there was no way to avoid it.

"Bang!" Chu Li slapped the red figure with a vajra palm, and at the same time flew backwards, spraying a blood mist in the air.

The red light is like a raging flame, with a feeling of scorching spirit, Da Yuan Jingzhi dare not look at him.

But when this palm was struck, it felt like it hit him, felt that the palm touched his body, although he didn't know if this palm could hurt him, but he still struck this palm without hesitation.

Song Zhifan flew upside down, and was about to disappear in a flash in the air.

"Bang!" With a flash of red light, Song Zhifan flew upside down again, and landed motionless, dead.

"The boy is very alert, and he would have recognized you even if he changed his face. You escaped last time, so you'll die this time!" The red figure sneered, the red shadow flashed, and Chu Li flew out again.