Tianshu Square!

Countless cultivators stared at Yan Chuan in a daze. The more confused the expression, the more confused the expression.

If he had not experienced the previous scenes, countless cultivators would have thought that Yan Chuan was crazy, absolutely crazy.

But from the beginning of Wen Dou, until now, Yan Chuan has built up confidence in countless cultivators again and again, and always makes people feel a sense of belief.

However, the Taoist Lord of Mao Ri is too strong, only one step away from the immortal. This is not a merit and Dharma appearance. This is the essence, and the essence is here in person! Is Yan Chuan okay? Can you continue to persevere?

Looking at Yan Chuan, his clothes swaying and his eyes were showing in the strong wind, countless cultivators were speechless, disbelieving, and looking forward to it!

"Where comes from, go back! Don't try to provoke me!"

Yan Chuan's words resounded throughout Tianshu Square, and even heard it in the ears of Taoist Lord Maori.

The Daojun’s eyes were cold!

Today's majesty has been repeatedly provoked?

The little ghost who came out of nowhere was so arrogant! The cold light in the eyes of Daojun Mao Ri was everywhere.

"Looking for death!" Maori Daojun shouted.

"boom!"

Again, he poked out his palm and slapped at Yan Chuan. This time, it was still a big handprint.

This time, the Great Hand Seal is many times stronger than the previous merits and Dharmas. The surrounding void looks distorted.

With one palm pressing, golden light shone everywhere, like a sun falling down. The strong light immediately made most of the cultivators unable to open their eyes.

"boom!"

Before a palm was pressed down, the Tianshu Square where everyone was located suddenly sank. The powerful aura made the earth sink for more than a slight slump.

Countless cultivators fell down while shaking, looking at the golden palms pressing towards Yan Chuan in horror.

Before the palm reached, the golden light had already shone Yan Chuan into a dazzling light.

Facing this palm, Yan Chuan did not show any fear, but his eyes were more frightened. He stood with his hands behind his back, and the golden dragon of luck surrounded his body to resist this momentum.

"Buzz!"

The Jade Emperor's sword trembled on Yan Chuan's back, as if he was about to rush up against this palm, but was suppressed by Yan Chuan.

He looked coldly, watching the Daojun Maori's palm attack with huge power.

It was obvious that Yan Chuan was about to be buried under the golden palm.

A sneer appeared at the corner of the Holy Son of Gu Yue.

Meng Ziqiu and others reached out to stop him, but it was too late.

"No!" Mo Yuxi screamed in shock.

The golden light had already shone Yan Chuan extremely brightly. The palm prints came to him in a blink of an eye. In just a moment, Yan Chuan would be completely transformed by this palm.

At this moment, looking at Yan Chuan with golden palms, a rare smile suddenly appeared on his fierce face.

"call!"

In an instant, a strong wind blew above the entire Tianshu Square, and a white fist suddenly appeared beside Yan Chuan.

A white fist that was constantly growing bigger, with strong winds blowing around the fist, sweeping across the entire Tianshu Square and even sweeping across Julu City.

The white fist faced the golden palm print and collided with a loud bang.

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

With a huge sound, countless cultivators burst out blood in their ears. The earth shook, and countless cultivators who had just climbed up fell again.

Julu Mountain swayed at this huge sound. Julu City also had a huge earthquake in an instant.

"Boom!"

For a moment, Julu City was shaking, and countless cultivators fell and staggered.

The golden light instantly illuminated the whole city, and the strong wind blew everywhere in an instant.

"My ears!"

"Ah, my house collapsed!"

"Ah! Julu Mountain is about to collapse!"

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In Julu City, countless cultivators screamed in shock. The cultivators in Tianshu Square fell to the ground.

The earthquake in Julu City slowly subsided for ten breaths.

And Tianshu Square, white fists and golden palm prints, collided, and after a strong aftermath erupted, it dispersed with a bang.

"Ouch!"

"My ears can't hear it!"

"Puff! I'm seriously injured inside"

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In Tianshu Square, many cultivators fell to the ground and shenyin in pain. Of course, they were more staring at Yan Chuan on the fighting platform.

Mo Yuxi was the most anxious, and he immediately looked at him.

Yan Chuan was still standing there steadily. Faced with the previous strong collision, Yan Chuan's eyelids did not jump, and he still looked at Daojun Maori coldly.

Daojun of Maori also frowned and looked down.

At this moment, next to Yan Chuan, another figure of white robe appeared. The figure of white robe was shining with white light, her eyes were glaring, and a cold light shone everywhere. He looked directly at the sky.

The punch he just made was what he hit, and it was him, blocking the Taoist Lord Maori for Yan Chuan with one punch.

"Bai Ditian?" Meng Ziqiu shouted not far away.

Next to Yan Chuan is the king of the tiger clan, Bai Ditian.

"Who is he? He helped Yan Chuan block the Daojun Maori?"

"What a powerful punch, he is also in the realm of the upper virtual?"

"That's the original body of Daojun Maori!"

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There were countless amazement around, and all looked at Bai Ditian beside Yan Chuan in horror.

A wry smile appeared on Wang Zhu's face. At this moment, Wang Zhu finally understood what kind of existence he had messed with that day. He wanted to capture him at that time.

Mo Yuxi's face suddenly relaxed. Yifeng breathed a sigh of relief.

There is also a white kitten on Baiditian's shoulders.

"Meow, Yan Chuan, I'll call Lao Bai to you! It's amazing!"

Meow Meow jumped on Yan Chuan's shoulder and said with a proud look on his face.

"call!"

On the other side, the blue dragon and the white dragon flew out of the Tianshu Square and flew towards the place where Mo Yuxi was.

"Saint, live up to your responsibilities!" Qinglong said with a smile.

Obviously, before the Tianshu Conference, Yan Chuan's explanation to Qinglong was to take Miaomiao to invite Bai Ditian to come.

Mo Yuxi nodded, but at this time he paid more attention to Yan Chuan's direction.

Bai Ditian knocked away the Taoist Lord Mao Ri with one punch.

Two peerless strong men look at each other.

"Who are you?" Maori Daojun said coldly.

Bai Ditian's punch really surprised the Taoist Lord Maori. You know, although the palm just now was not his full strength, he had 70% of his strength, but he was still dispersed by the other party?

Yan Chuan’s reliance? He is Yan Chuan’s reliance? The small Qi Realm is actually supported by the powerful people in the Shangxu Realm?

On the day of Mao, the Taoist Lord was shocked and confused.

"Boy Rishi, don't even recognize me?" Bai Ditian said coldly.

A Japanese servant?
To be continued...