Just as Fukada Tani Yuki's face was happy and he was about to cheer, Nishijima Kishimoto, who was shocked, suddenly shouted violently: "Impossible! Your Excellency can't be defeated like this!"

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden change in the field.

I saw that the black shadow that was originally blown up by Chen Yuan's punch was left, and only one Honma Yaga, whose head was entangled in black mist, suddenly had countless black mist like a tornado, converging from all directions.

The black mist condensed directly under the donkey of Honma Yaka, and gradually stared, and soon saw that a body was gradually taking shape.

First the body, then the limbs, and finally the layers of black scale armor outside the body.

But in just a few seconds, Honma also condensed a physical body again.

He looked exactly the same as before, not at all injured, and even his breath did not change in any way.

Just to prevent Buddha Chen Yuan's earth-shattering punch just now, it had no effect on him at all.

Before Fukada Taniyuki's cheers could be shouted, he was stunned and stopped in his throat.

When everyone at the shrine saw this, they couldn't help cheering.

Nishijima Kishimoto let out a long laugh: "Chen Yuan was happy too early, Lord Honma is a ghost god who has survived for hundreds of years, and he is also a powerhouse in the Holy Realm, how can he be defeated so easily? ”

"Immortal?"

Looking at the Honma ghost god who had returned to his original work, Fukada Taniyaki's eyes were full of horror at first, but there was a trace of despair in his eyes.

An enemy that can't be killed, anyone will be desperate.

Honma Yaga had fully recovered at this time, and his face was hideous, and he said in a hoarse voice:

"I really underestimated you, I didn't expect you to make such an earth-shattering punch, even hundreds of years ago, when I traveled to the Xia Kingdom, I had never seen such a powerful martial artist as you. ”

He smiled, his vertical pupils glowing with a faint blood red, staring at Chen Yuan's body, and he did not hide the greed in his eyes.

In Honma's opinion, Chen Yuan's ability to punch such a powerful punch is not only the strength of his physical body, but also the problem of exercises.

He didn't feel intimidated at all by Chen Yuan's punch, just thinking that he was ecstatic in his heart at this time.

In Honma's opinion, these things will belong to him later.

"But what if you are strong? I said, in this shrine, I am an immortal being. Your punch is certainly powerful, but I believe that with the cultivation of your artistic conception, I'm afraid you won't be able to punch a few punches, right?" Honma also said with a sympathetic smile.

Chen Yuan put his hands behind his back, looked at Honma Yaga's gradually condensed body, and frowned slightly.

His punch, if it was an ordinary artistic conception master, even if it was in the late stage of artistic conception, he would not be able to resist it.

Even if the Holy Realm powerhouse is here, if he eats his blow, I'm afraid he will have to be broken on the spot.

However, Honma is also different, he no longer has a physical body, and the pure fragment is a ghost body condensed by the power of divine souls and faith, and even if it is broken up, it can be reunited.

And in this shrine, he has accumulated hundreds of thousands of years of huge faith power, providing him with almost endless spiritual power. Even if he is broken in a row, he will be able to return to his original state.

"It is the power of cultivating immortals in the distraction period, and the primordial gods have turned into thousands, claiming to be immortal and immortal, and there is a way to kill them after all. You are just a remnant soul of the Holy Realm, and you dare to claim to be immortal?"

Chen Yuan's eyes were full of indifference, and he sneered and said, "Today, I want to see how many times you can reorganize, whether you are really immortal?"

Not long ago, in Qingzhou Park, the longevity of the Gusen family also claimed to be immortal, and they were directly killed by Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan didn't believe that there was a so-called immortality in this world.

As soon as he finished speaking, he slowly stretched out his palm as white as jade again, and a bright glow of red and ink was held in his hand, and then his figure suddenly flickered.

"Boom!"

The sound of thunder suddenly sounded in the void, and the invisible coercion, this trip was like a wave sweeping, turning into white clouds, blowing away in all directions.

The surrounding weeds and rubble were directly swept into smashes.

Chen Yuan's last word had just landed, and his body had already crossed the distance of 100 meters and rushed to the front of Honma Yaka.

This time, Honma also took precautions early, let out a sharp and terrible roar, and grabbed the void with both claws, wanting to catch Chen Yuan.

The corrosive black claws covered with scales, shimmering with cold, were sharp enough to crush steel.

But alas, he was a step slower after all.

Chen Yuan's speed still exceeded the speed of sound, and by the time he hadn't finished his sentence, he had already come to Honma Yaka.

Before he could unleash his claws, the Xuanying Sword Light in Chen Yuan's hand had already penetrated directly through his chest.

"Bang!"

The surging and terrifying explosion instantly exploded in the sword, like mercury exploding, twisting Honma's body into pieces, leaving only a skull to burst out.

A scene more than ten seconds ago was repeated again.

The powerful Honma also added, and was once again blown up by Chen Yuan.

"I'd like to see if you can take me a few swords. ”

Chen Yuan held a sword in one hand and carried it in the other.

When he looked up, he saw that countless black mist in the void condensed again, and then shrouded Honma Yaka's body. In about two snaps of his fingers, Honma also condensed his body again, only to see him arrogantly shouting:

"I said, I can't be killed!"

Chen Yuan didn't pay attention to it, but narrowed his eyes slightly:

"Sure enough, just like that blood clan, as long as it is killed once, the speed of condensation will decrease, and even the degree of condensation will not fade. Although it is backed by the power of faith, the strength of its divine soul cannot be restored overnight. ”

And the reason why Chen Yuan didn't choose to use his fist, but chose to use the Xuanming Sword Qi, was not because Chen Yuan couldn't continue to use the punch that broke the speed of sound, but because the Xuanying Sword Qi carried by the Xuanying Sword Qi had the effect of restraining this ghost.

But in the eyes of these people with Fukada Tani Xue and others, Honma is still exactly the same as before.

Only Chen Yuan could feel that the breath added by Honma was no longer able to maintain the initial height, which was all to show that this so-called immortality and immortality did not exist at all.

When Honma Yejia was still shouting, Chen Yuan lightly shook the sword in his hand and shouted softly:

"Take me another sword!"

Boom, like thunder, sounded again, and there seemed to be a thunderbolt in the sky, which continued.

"The third sword!"

"The Fourth Sword!"

"Fifth sword!"

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