On this day, Yu Jingcheng remembered the fear of being dominated by giants decades ago.

The impact of the "Godly Shattering Fist" set off a storm in everyone's mind. The three-headed and six-armed monster on the horizon was bathed in the divine light, just like that time, trying to smash the Guizhe Holy Mountain with one punch.

"Buzz!"

The stone slabs along the long streets in the southeast, northwest and northwest of Yujing City were crushed by the powerful force, but underneath, the long-buried Heavenly Secret Formation patterns lit up.

The Kyoto formation was triggered first.

It tried to imprison the giant inside and isolate it from the Guizhe Holy Mountain.

However, the three-headed and six-armed monster punched in the air, carrying a devastating force of death that even shattered the avenue.

The Kyoto formation only blocked ten breaths of time...

"Peng!"

If the sky explodes, the fireworks will burst into pieces.

The lights of these shattered Kyoto formations criss-crossed in mid-air, forming lines of spider web-like energy that tried to bind and pull back the monster's fist.

In the roaring sound, all the threads were easily torn off!

The monster's punch seems extremely slow, but it's just because of the distance.

In fact, its power is steadily pushing towards Guizhe Holy Mountain.

The guardians on the holy mountain all raised their heads, and without exception, they felt that the world was gradually being filled by a fist, and there was nothing else in sight.

"What's this……"

This thing came so unexpectedly!

Not long ago, a grand event was held in the Holy Mountain. The wind was beautiful and the sky was clear and clear.

In the blink of an eye, someone came to the holy mountain?

For people who have lived on the holy mountain for a long time, isn't this more unbelievable than the sky falling?

"run--"

This extremely impactful and disastrous fist temporarily caused some people to forget their duties of guarding the mountain, and it was a subconscious move to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune.

But when they came back to their senses, they stopped and poured their own strength into trying to activate the formation.

But staring at the fist with fear, everyone felt like they were waiting to die!

The holy mountain formation instantly lit up.

But the giant moved, as if he had expected it. Three heads stuck out, five arms were stuck, and he suddenly opened a gap in space before the formation closed.

His destructive fist penetrated through the huge gap.

"Have a rest, rest, rest, rest..."

At the critical moment, nine arrows linked up and chased the clouds!

The evil sin bow fired nine arrows in a row, this is so rare!

The last time a similar situation happened, I heard that a black dragon ran out from the Eastern Region, and the Taoist Palace Master used the "Nine Arrow Nailing Divine Formation" to severely damage it.

This time, everyone looked up and saw the nine sinful bows missing, nailing the giant's three heads and five arms in an instant.

"It's done?"

Some people were surprised, looking at the giant being nailed back and feeling like they saw hope.

But the remaining sinful bow only touched the giant's fist and exploded into pieces.

"Totally unpinnable!"

"Even Master Cangsheng's sinful bow can't block this punch?"

The goal of the Divine Shattering Fist is too clear.

——Crush all the creatures in the Holy Temple of the Holy Land and the Guizhe Holy Mountain encountered during the journey as much as possible!

However, the arrow of love for the people was broken, but the remaining eight arrows were extraordinary.

It controlled the monster's body for a moment, and then, the nine illusory but towering laurel trees rose up from the outer ring of Yujing City.

"Nine Sacrifice Gui!"

Nine osmanthus trees in different states rise from the sky, intertwining in strength.

In an instant, the entire Jade City seemed to be supported by the crown of the ancestral tree, glowing with new life.

"Ouch——"

The dragon's roar echoed throughout the city.

At the right time, the golden dragons of luck gathered on the holy mountain, opened their giant mouths to swallow the three-headed and six-armed monster, and swallowed it whole except for one arm.

"laugh……"

After all, the God-like Shattering Fist failed to truly fall on the Guizhe Holy Mountain.

After all, that mountain is the center of the continent, with hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and countless saints leaning on it.

The arm and punch that lost the power supply of the main body were like rootless duckweed, shattered under the sweep of the heavenly pattern light of the Holy Mountain Formation.

But everyone can see it clearly.

The energy in that fist took less than half a quarter of an hour to be digested by the Holy Mountain Formation.

"call……"

At this point, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

People often swagger through the city of Yujing, but scenes like this, where they are stepping on the giant city and punching the holy mountain, have only happened twice in the past few decades.

Last time, he was the only reckless man among the ten. After being offended, he smuggled across the Holy Mountain single-handedly and almost climbed up the ladder to heaven. After being discovered, the saints forced him to flee in embarrassment and had to hide in the city of the Death Pagoda.

The God who prolongs life is also.

"This punch seems a bit familiar..."

Some old people felt the aura fluctuations in Yujing City, as if they were recalling something, but they were not entirely sure.

"But he's still locked up, right?"

"I heard that Master Cangsheng is watching him all the time. How could he come out?"

"Could it be that this time, he is his descendant?"

"After so many years, it is indeed possible that he has cultivated a little reckless man..."

Changle Street, inside the tea shop.

Xi's face turned pale, and he silently came to the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

He was holding the tea cup, but in the end he didn't drink it, but just poured it on the ground.

"God also!"

At this point, Xi Neng was able to determine who the bald man who had just brought a sense of oppression to him was.

Others may admit their mistakes, but it is impossible for him, the leader of the foreign ministry, to admit his mistakes.

It is God!

Then God really came out from the cross street corner?

Otherwise, in the whole world, except for him who is brainless, not even the Eight Masters would have the guts to charge into the Holy Mountain alone, right?

"But with his true form, how could he be easily swallowed up by the Golden Dragon of Luck?"

"It looks like a semi-saint incarnation. No, there is no fluctuation of holy power, but it looks very much like..."

Xi thought for a long time, but could not find a suitable adjective to describe the way of existence of Shen Cai.

Finally, a "virtual image" popped into his mind, but he quickly shook his head and dismissed it.

What a joke!

Looking at the completely shattered Changle Street and the corpses of his friends around him, Xi remained silent for a long time.

He recalled a conversation he had with his teacher when he was learning swordsmanship:

"Teacher, under the same level, who can be said to have the strongest combat power on the mainland?"

"There is no strongest."

"and you?"

"I'm not as knowledgeable as the Bazun."

"Impossible! But I take it seriously. If you say so, then the Eight Masters are the strongest?"

"He can't be said to be the 'best'."

"Ah? Who else could it be? Mr. Yutu? Although I have never seen him..."

"No, ten generations above and below are not as good as ten thrones."
To be continued...