The smoke and dust gradually fell, and the vision became clear. The palace walls far apart had similar miserable shapes, with peeling off and riddled with holes, looking like a monument tens of thousands of years ago.

The palace wall on the south was the most miserable, with a huge gap that appeared, about dozens of feet wide.

Retracted his fist for three months.

Everyone's eyes were on her fists, and then moved, and finally fell on her face, full of awe and fear.

Her movements are not beautiful, they are very ordinary, just like her people.

But who dares to say that this is ordinary when seeing the previous battle?

Everyone knows that even March is the strongest thing in the world of cultivation, but not many people have seen her take action because she hasn't really taken action for many years, and those who saw her take action many years ago were basically dead. Today, people only know that she is really so strong, so terrible, even stronger and more terrifying than the legend.

Kou Qingtong, the last strongman of the Blood Demon Sect, was beaten to this kind of ghost by her.

Jing Jiu knew what kind of person she was, and it was also expected that she would beat Kou Qingtong, so she was very calm, but she was a little worried in her eyes.

"Yunmeng Mountain has a deep foundation. It's very strong if you come to me, but for me, it's still a little weaker." Lian Sanyue said to Tan Zhenren.

No matter how dull the real person was, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "This is not something I picked out casually."

No matter how profound the Yunmeng Mountain is, there is only one fierce person like Kou Qingtong.

"But he is not as good as you." Lian Sanyue stared into Tan Zhenren's eyes and said, "So I want to hit you."

The Qingshan Sect and the Zhongzhou Sect agreed to win and lose five games, and the winner could continue to fight.

I won the first game in three consecutive months, so of course I am qualified to play the second game.

But no one expected that she had just defeated a strong man of Kou Qingtong, and then she wanted to challenge Tan Zhenren.

The palace became quiet again.

This time no one really favored her.

Tan Zhenren is the strongest person in the mainland. Even Kou Qingtong is not as good as him after only three months.

No matter how strong Sanyue is, he just defeated Kou Qingtong, and he will definitely suffer a lot and be obviously injured. How can he defeat Tan Zhenren?

Somewhat surprisingly, Tan Zhenren did not reject her like she did when she refused Jing Jiu, and said calmly: "Please."

Lian Sanyue looked at him, her eyes showed an admiration and said, "I said, you are a good person, so I'll let you take action first."

She and Kou Qingtong had previously said that if she took action first, no one would have the chance to take action.

Is it no exception to talking about real people?

Talk about the feeling that the real person was not humiliated, and began to prepare seriously, put his hands in front of him, and then began to adjust the distance and angle.

His expression was really serious, just like a farmer preparing to plow the fields to polish the knives, and a general preparing to go to the expedition to polish the knives, meticulous and not dislike the complicated.

After a while, his hands stopped moving, about one and a half feet apart, and his fingers were slightly opened, as if he was embracing a void.

Confirm that everything was perfect, Tan Zhenren looked up and looked at Lian Sanyue and said, "Okay."

Lian Sanyue suddenly laughed.

She asked Tan Zhenren to take action, and Tan Zhenren really only had one pair of hands.

How indifferent and proud.

This is the style of the head of the Zhongzhou School.

But she didn't want to take action first, and it was extremely difficult to take action when facing those hands.

Tan Zhenren's hands are definitely not simple. The void she holds gives her the feeling of being another real space, exuding extremely wonderful meaning and danger.

Lian Sanyue looked at the hands quietly and began to calculate.

Tan Zhenren didn't move and let her watch.

As time passed slowly, Chaoxia returned to the sky of Chaoge City. The palace was still quiet, and everyone was staring at the scene nervously, knowing that this was not as simple as confrontation, but just talking about the real person and Lian Sanyue's realm was too wonderful and he could not understand it.

A yawning sound suddenly sounded in the side hall. Ping Yongjia felt very bored and said, "When will it start?"

In the quiet palace, many people heard his words and glared at each other.

Even Sanyue heard this sentence, smiled slightly, stretched out her index finger and lit a drop of water in the wind, and bounced towards the opposite side.

The drop of water crossed several miles and fell accurately between Tan Zhenren's hands.

The void suddenly rippled and turned into a lake.

I didn't take action first for three months.

Tan Zhenren didn't take action either.

But this battle between the strongest men in Chaotian Continent began like this.

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The lake surface gradually calmed down, the ripples gradually widened, and several arcs of light rippled out.

When the waves roll, the lake is the lake, and the river is the river. Only when it calms down will it become a mirror.

At this time, the void between Tan Zhenren's hands became a mirror with several arcs of light on it.

The smallest mirror can also accommodate the widest sky, as long as the distance is far enough or the Taoist method is strong enough.

At this moment, the entire imperial city entered the mirror, and was then split into different pictures by the arc light, interlaced, superimposed, occasionally separated, and in short, it was no longer one.

The world in the real world also changed accordingly. The palace group seemed to be cut into several segments, which looked extremely strange and dazzling.

The brave and curious eunuch glanced at him and couldn't bear it anymore and fainted.

Some ministers in the hall also covered their foreheads and sat on the ground.

The powerful sects in the sky saw the scene on the side, and felt that the Taoist heart was slightly confused, so they quickly turned their faces.

Bu Qiuxiao ordered Liu Shisui and Xi Yiyun and other ordinary disciples to close their eyes, then looked at the square, and admired them again, thinking that according to the theory of Taoism and Dharma, Talk about the true people, it turns out that they are unparalleled in the world.

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Tan Zhenren slowly moved closer, and the void deformed and twisted.

The two palaces in the two pictures followed by a huge force that was unimaginable appeared on the square as the space superimposed.

Countless crisp sounds sounded in the silent palace, which may be the sound of space cutting or the sound of space debris annihilation.

Countless gale winds surged out from the cracks and shatters, traveling through the square. If it weren't for the shield of the imperial city formation, it would have been a surprise that the palace wall would have been destroyed in an instant.

Shanyue's black hair fluttered, her face was a little pale, and a blood oozed from the corners of her lips.

When she fought with Kou Qingtong, she couldn't stand the minor injuries. At this time, she was squeezed by space and her injuries suddenly broke out.

If she wants to win this battle, she must interrupt Tan Zhenren's Taoism with the most violent offensive. The problem is that although Tan Zhenren is a mirror holder and a person in the mirror, she cannot determine where his true body is in the space, so how can she attack him?

March 1st took a step forward and found a passage between the mirrors in the sky.

That passage does not lead to the true body of Tan Zhenren, but through the rising sun in the sky.

She was not ready to fly away, just wanted to see the sun.

A beam of morning light came from the sky to the east, passed through the fragments of space in the imperial city, and fell accurately on her body.

In the beautiful morning light, her figure looks extremely tall.

She stretched out her right hand to grab the morning light, and then grabbed it hard.

An indescribable sound rang in her palm.

It's like the strings of the piano are broken, or the flying sword is broken, or the magic weapon bursts.

The morning light is broken!

After three months of not letting go, the morning light kept refracting and clashing in her palm, and finally overflowed from the gap between her fingers, turning into pieces, heading towards all directions.

The mirrors of the space in the imperial city were occupied by the particles of morning light at the same time, and all turned white in an instant, looking like countless pieces of paper, the picture was extremely magical.

"open!"

Lian Sanyue shouted and threw the morning light in his hand to the ground.

Milky white light particles rolled away on the ground, like waves and mist.

At the same time, the light particles in the mirror surface of the space also began to strike uninterruptedly towards the edge, making crackling sounds like rain.

I don’t know if it’s because the edge is about to collapse, or the powerful attraction between the morning light particles, the space mirrors gradually approach, and the palace groups are gradually changing back to their original normal appearance.

There is a tower in the imperial garden in the west of the palace, but it is in the sky above.

With the means of three consecutive months, the tower slowly drifted back towards the Western Imperial Garden.

At this moment, Tan Zhenren walked out of the tower.
Chapter completed!