The Strongest Soldier in the City - Chapter 6849 forcibly break through

The endless shock made Chen Liuhe cough up blood, and Ruimu Wushuang was also shocked and fell out for more than a few steps.

But his situation is much better than Chen Liuhe, which is the gap in realm strength.

"Bang!" Chen Liuhe's body flew upside down and landed next to Dragon God and Shura.

Looking at the two people whose life and death were dripping with blood, Chen Liuhe's heart was twisted like a knife, there was no pain, just endless grief and anger.

The tragic injuries of the two made Chen Liuhe heartbroken, and his heart was constantly pumping.

"Liuhe...live...live, teacher is useless, can't help you, we...have tried our best..."

A low voice came into Chen Liuhe's ears. It was the Dragon God who spoke. He was dying in a pool of blood, leaving only the last bit of consciousness.

Hearing this, Chen Liuhe was distraught, and there were two lines of blood and tears in his eyes again.

These words, like a sharp blade, stabbed at Chen Liuhe's heart.

I tried my best, said my helplessness and sadness, and said everything.

It was tragic and tragic, spreading throughout the Taishi family's clan.

Chen Liuhe was miserable, but it wasn't him who was the worst.

Monk Yingtian was even worse than him, his injuries were heavier than him, and almost no part of his body was intact. There was even a huge blood hole in his abdomen, and his arms were weak on both sides, obviously broken. ....

This battle obviously exhausted all that Monk Yingtian had, and he was also fighting hard.

Even if he fell into such a field, he did not flinch, and still stood there, even if he was already crumbling, even if he was on the verge of death.

The same is true, as well as Wuming and Yinhan, they are also extremely miserable, and they are almost unable to support.

Nu Xiu, Di Shoujiang, Zhu Yuelou, and Liang Zhenlong were equally miserable, to the point of being utterly miserable.

"Monk Yingtian, your life has come to an end, you are nothing more than that, you can die." Wenren Hongye said with a gloomy smile, with a domineering look, she is too powerful, even if Monk Yingtian fights Fighting with her for the best of her life can't cause much damage to her.

Up to now, she has only suffered some skin injuries, which does not affect the fundamentals.

Monk Yingtian stood at Wenren Hongye for dozens of meters, and he was dripping with blood, and his old body was shaking.

But at this moment, he still has no fear or cowardice, and the blood-smeared old face is still as calm as water.

He did not respond to Wenren Hongye, but silently raised his head and glanced at the dark night sky.

After a few seconds, he slowly said: "If that's the case, then consider this battle as the last battle of your life..."

"What do you mean? Old bald donkey, are you still playing tricks on me when you're about to die? It's useless. No one can save you today. This is your own dead end, so you must accept the reality." Wen Ren Hongye spoke confidently, with contempt in her eyes.

Monk Yingtian closed his mouth again, he slowly closed his eyes and opened his hands slightly, as if he was welcoming something.

That's when people smell red leaves and don't know why.

Suddenly, I don't know if it was a coincidence, above the night sky, a lightning flashed across the sky, and the lightning ripped apart the sky and illuminated the world.

Under the light of lightning, Monk Yingtian seemed sacred and boundless.

An incomparably dazzling golden glow bloomed on him.

At the same time, an incomparably powerful mysterious force is surging from him.

That aura was so terrifying that it was so terrifying that people who heard the red leaves turned pale and changed abruptly.

"What? This is..." Wenren Hongye stared at Monk Yingtian with a shocked face.

She could clearly feel that at this moment, Monk Yingtian was entering an extremely wonderful state.

The aura of the monk Yingtian is constantly growing, and his realm is soaring!

"Impossible, old bald donkey, you are actually trying to reach the Great Perfection Realm!!" Wenren Hongye gasped and turned pale.

Indeed, Monk Yingtian's realm is constantly surging. In less than a few breaths, he actually broke through the perfection of the palace realm and entered the supreme ranks of the great perfection of the palace realm!

This is a spectacle, an unbelievable spectacle!

"If you don't enter the Great Perfection, it doesn't mean that the poor monk can't enter the Great Perfection. The poor monk once told you that it is only the Great Perfection. What are the difficulties?"

Monk Yingtian opened his eyes, as if two galaxies were rushing in his old eyes, and his breath had undergone earth-shaking changes.

Around him, the golden Buddha's light surged, making the night shone holy, and the air currents were rolling. The scene was extremely shocking and amazing.

On the verge of death, the monk Yingtian finally no longer had any reservations, and took out all the skills of pressing the bottom of the box.

It was only now that he had to forcefully return to the Great Perfection, because he didn't want to take this step unless he had to.

Because he knows very well that once he takes this step, there will be no turning back, and some uncontrollable consequences will be caused!

But now, he has no choice.

The sudden change of monk Yingtian shocked everyone.

Wenren Hongye finally recovered, her face was fierce, and she screamed in the sky: "Old bald donkey, don't think that you will be afraid of you if you enter the Dzogchen old body again, you have already lost your old style, you can't be the old body at all. Your opponent, no matter how you change, you will surely die!"

Monk Yingtian didn't talk nonsense, his face was solemn and holy, the Buddha's light was shining, and the Buddha Dharma was sweeping the sky.

The monk Yingtian had a solemn expression, and he moved the seal with his palm unhurriedly.

Soon, there was even more golden light on his body. A Buddha's hand appeared out of thin air and was formed by the golden light.

"Hannya Palm!" Monk Yingtian shouted and shook the sky, and the huge Buddha palm pressed towards Wenren Hongye.

At this moment, the monk Yingtian, compared to the previous one, is not even a little bit stronger, he has entered another level completely.

Whether it's that breath or that power, it all contains the potential to alarm Jiuxiao!

"Hmph, struggling to the death!" Wenren Hongye was still strong, she was not afraid, she just shook it away.

"Boom!" Strong and strong, the space is turbulent, the air is disillusioned, and the huge power seems to tear everything around.

This time, Wenren Hongye was shaken out by more than a few meters, and the monk Yingtian also swayed and fell back a few steps!

"You still want to turn the world around at the end of the force. You are a fool, old bald donkey. The old man will kill you in your strongest state!" Wenren Hongye was fierce and boundless. Monk Tian launched a great battle!

The monk Yingtian was not afraid and confronted Wenren Hongye head-on.