Bang bang bang...

Dada dada...

At this moment, the barefoot immortal and Chen Kan's clone were still fighting hard, or to be more precise, they had never stopped since the beginning, and the gods watching the battle in secret did not even blink.

The barefoot immortal's series of dazzling leg techniques completely enveloped Chen Kan's clone. Of course, the clone who inherited the ability of the deity also used extremely exquisite techniques to follow each foot of the barefoot immortal, without missing a single omission, like a rock in a storm, standing firm.

Because Chen Kan's clone did not use magic to fight the enemy, but only used the power of the body, it was not without a price to take over the tricks of the barefoot immortal. Chen Kan's clone was forced to retreat continuously by the fierce attack of the barefoot immortal.

Because the power that can be exerted by the feet is far better than that of the arms, and the barefoot immortal's feet are of great talent, the strength is much better than that of cultivators in the same realm. When his own strength is not much different and Chen Kan's clone does not use magic power, even if Chen Kan's skills and techniques are so sophisticated that he can remove some of the power, he still cannot compete with the barefoot immortal. Therefore, he can only remove the excess power by constantly withdrawing, and at the same time, he also leaves shocking cracks on the stone slab.

But then again, although Chen Kan's clone was constantly retreating, the situation on the scene seemed a bit strange to the gods. Logically speaking, Chen Kan's clone was retreating, so it should be that Chen Kan's clone was at a disadvantage and was at a disadvantage.

But, it seems that this is not the case.

Each foot of the barefoot immortal can trigger the storm, because his footing was extremely fast, causing all the air around him to gather next to the barefoot immortal. At this moment, the barefoot immortal could no longer see clearly, and his shape seemed to have become a tornado, which further enhanced the barefoot immortal's offensive.

On the other hand, Chen Kan's clone seemed calm and calm. Chen Kan's clone reached into the "tornado" with both hands and resisted the attack of the barefoot immortal. The "tornado" with a strong momentum seemed to encounter a transparent wall in front of Chen Kan's clone, completely blocked.

In a strong contrast to Chen Kan's clone's leisure is the stone slab under Chen Kan's clone's feet. Every time Chen Kan's clone takes a step back, the stone slab will be stepped on with Chen Kan's clone's feet as the center, and countless cracks are trampled out. The old and new cracks are intertwined, causing the hard stone slab to crack and turn into tiny stones.

This seemingly leisurely but obviously at a disadvantage made the gods puzzled.

"This... has the clone of Emperor Gou Chen been suppressed?" asked Cao Guojiu, one of the Eight Immortals who was watching secretly. His tone was full of uncertainty, because Chen Kan's clone was too calm. If he ignored the movements under his feet, Chen Kan's clone looked more like he was guiding the barefoot immortal to practice martial arts, nor was he like he was fighting.

"No, now both sides are evenly matched." Lu Dongbin, who is also the Eight Immortals, said that among the Eight Immortals, Lu Dongbin is the one with the deepest understanding of martial arts. Before he became an immortal, in order to hone his own swordsmanship, Lu Dongbin once asked for advice from a martial arts master in the mortal world, and finally merged with the masters of the Hundred Schools to form his own swordsmanship, and passed down to the Shushan lineage.

"Even the power?" Cao Guojiu was stunned. He didn't expect the answer.

"Yes, from the perspective of strength, the barefoot immortal may be better, but Emperor Gou Chen is the ancestor of martial arts and has a deep understanding of "martial arts". Although he seems to be at a weak point, he can still use skills to reverse the decline and pour out all the extra power. These attacks have not had any impact on Emperor Gou Chen. Now, whether it is the barefoot immortal or the Gou Chen, they are actually waiting. When the opponent's momentum is exhausted, the winner will be decided by that time!" Lu Dongbin still stared at him indifferently and explained in distractedly.

"So that's it!" There are naturally no mediocre people who can be ranked in the immortal class. After listening to Lu Dongbin's explanation, Cao Guojiu understood it in light of the situation on the scene.

"It's really incredible. This is just a clone of Emperor Gou Chen. He actually has such terrible strength. It's hard to imagine how strong the power of Emperor Gou Chen will be." Lan Caihe exclaimed first, then asked:

"Friends of Taoism, in your opinion, what level has the strength of this Western Ji Gou Chen Emperor reached?"

"I'm afraid it must be at least in the middle stage of the Golden Immortal." said Fairy Gu.

"Mid-stage Golden Immortal! Golden Immortal, alas..." Lan Caihe sighed after hearing this. Several of them also had a little lonely and envious look. Although the eight immortals had a difference in enlightenment, the least one had been around for thousands of years.

Now, the strongest of the Eight Immortals, Lu Dongbin and Tieguai Li, have only touched a trace of the realm of the Golden Immortal. They don’t know when they will be able to achieve the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit. As for Lan Caihe, they are only in the late stage of the Heavenly Immortal, and the Golden Immortal is even more distant to him.

It is already so difficult to break through every small realm of the celestial immortal. It is absolutely not easy to break through the small realm of the celestial immortal. Now this Gou Chen Emperor has already had a middle-stage Golden Immortal cultivation, and he really has to throw away goods and compare people...

"I don't know if it's the middle stage of the Golden Immortal, but I'm afraid after this time, some people in the Heavenly Court may not be able to sleep." Tieguai Li laughed.

Although the Eight Immortals did not participate in the struggle in the Heavenly Court, they were still quite clear about the situation in the Heavenly Court. The existence of a powerful Gou Chen Emperor is undoubtedly not a good thing.

Han Zhongli's banana fan patted his stomach and said, "You can create your own martial arts, be recognized by heaven and earth, and eventually break the bottleneck of the immortal mortal. Who dares to underestimate his existence? The strength of martial arts monks will be the one who dares to underestimate him."

Cultivators who enter martial arts all focus on tempering their bodies and comprehending their strength. They take the path of cultivation that is completely different from other monks. They are best at using their strength to break skill. The difficulty of practicing martial arts is far better than others. However, correspondingly, once they are successful in their cultivation, their strength is also the top among monks of the same level.

"It's almost time, it's time to decide the winner!" Lu Dongbin said suddenly.

At this moment, on the field, Chen Kan's clone was already very close to the edge of the field. Of course, this is not a formal game, so there is no saying that he will leave the boundary. If Chen Kan's clone is willing, he can continue to fight after leaving the field. However, in the eyes of the gods, Chen Kan's clone is Chen Kan. In the name of "Emperor Gou Chen", he will definitely not allow himself to leave the boundary, because that is no different from losing.

Sure enough, just after Lu Dongbin finished speaking, Chen Kan's clone had no choice but to continue to retreat.

Liu Ding's body protection technique.

The technique of subduing dragons and subduing tigers.

Chen Kan's clone used two very familiar spells, then directly saw through the barefoot immortal's tricks, stretched out his hands and grabbed his ankles directly, allowing the strong wind like a sharp blade to attack his body.

"Hmm?" The barefoot immortal was shocked after being restricted. He found that his feet were completely confined by Chen Kan's clone, and he could not feel the existence of his feet.

The barefoot immortal was startled, drove forward, stretched his arms, and printed his palms on Chen Kan's chest. Chen Kan's clone released the barefoot immortal's feet. The barefoot immortal dared not hesitate and immediately set a distance with Chen Kan's clone.

boom!

A big explosion occurred behind Chen Kan's clone. This was Chen Kan's clone transferring the barefoot immortal's palm power to the ground, but many gods with high cultivation also discovered that Chen Kan's clone shook twice.

Dada dada...

On the other hand, the barefoot immortal was not able to get it well. While Chen Kan's clone released his feet, he also "given" two hidden powers. After landing, the barefoot immortal took more than ten steps to stabilize, leaving a spider-web-like crack on the ground.

"Fellow Daoist is really good at it."

"I dare not take it. The name of Emperor Gou Chen, the 'Ancestor of Martial Arts, is indeed well-known, and the little god admires it."

"Fellow Daoist, how about this competition, you and I have a draw?" Chen Kan said with a smile.

"Okay!" The barefoot immortal nodded.
Chapter completed!