Fantasy: When I encounter strength, I become stronger. My cultivation level has no upper limit.

Ye Junlin could see that A Kun was totally unrecognizable now, and his mind was in a daze.

At this time, if he followed the intention of the Holy Monk Shakya, he would fall into the other party's trap!

Therefore, Ye Junlin simply did the opposite. He overturned the chessboard and attacked the chess player!

evidence?

I am invincible, do I need to give you evidence?

I want to see which one is harder, your old bald mouth or my fist?

The holy monk Sakya was also caught off guard. He didn't expect that Ye Junlin would not follow the routine at all.

He was shocked and a surge of anger rose in his heart.

Mr. Ye, do you really think that I am afraid of you? !

The holy monk Shakya believed that with his strength, if he fought alone, apart from the undefeated Immortal Emperor Tong Wudi, there would be no one else in the entire immortal world who could beat him.

The reason why he spoke nicely to Ye Junlin was because Ye Junlin gave him a very strong feeling. It was a kind of respect for the strong, but it did not mean that he would be afraid of fighting!

"Master Ye, you are going too far!"

The holy monk Shakya shouted angrily, not forgetting to occupy the moral high ground between his words.

Boom! A vast and powerful aura rose into the sky, and behind him appeared the shadow of a majestic and dignified Buddha with a look of compassion on his face, as if he wanted to save all living beings.

In an instant.

A giant golden hand appeared, with Buddha's light shining everywhere, and it pushed towards Ye Junlin with a rumbling sound.

Upon closer inspection, this giant golden hand is made up of thousands of palms, each of which has a swastika mark, exuding tremendous power.

"Great Thousand Buddhas' Hand Seal!"

This was one of the most powerful moves of the holy monk Shakya. Facing Ye Junlin's initiative, he used it without mercy.

"This old bald donkey is really a hidden talent!" Bu Qianfan was shocked.

With his current strength, it is estimated that he would be difficult to contend with. This person is most likely a super strong man comparable to the Blood Emperor Luan Tian!

However, this Thousand Buddhas Hand Seal was blown up by Ye Junlin's fist and turned into nothing.

Violent energy overflowed and the entire sky road was shaking violently.

"How can it be?!"

The originally confident monk Shakya was horrified when he saw this scene.

Before he could recover from the shock, Ye Junlin's fist was already in front of him.

There was no fluctuation of immortal power on the fist, giving people a feeling of plainness and simplicity.

But the holy monk Shakya had a sense of déjà vu as if he was facing great terror. In an instant, he felt cold all over and his heart almost stopped beating.

Oh no, stop it quickly!

"Fudo Ming Wang Zhong!"

With a loud bang, a thick golden bell covered with Sanskrit appeared, tightly covering the holy monk Shakyamuni, filled with a majestic sense.

Who would have thought that the golden bell cover would be shattered by the fist as soon as it appeared, like a bubble that bursts at the slightest touch!

"This……"

The holy monk Shakyamuni stood there in a daze, his heart as if it was filled with upheavals.

All his methods were not able to withstand a punch from the opponent!

This outrageous situation once made the holy monk Shakyamuni think he was dreaming!

next second.

The holy monk Shakya was knocked flying, his face was sunken, blood was gushing out, and his head was buzzing. The force was so great that he almost lost consciousness.

boom!

The holy monk Shakyamuni was knocked out of the heavenly road, crashing into countless mountains along the way, and finally landed on a hillside ten thousand miles away, creating a huge deep pit.

The monks were stunned with their mouths opened into an O shape.

What did they see?

The great Buddha Emperor was actually knocked away by a punch! His life or death is unknown!

"Hiss~~~~"

All the Immortal Emperors present gasped, their faces filled with disbelief, and looked at Ye Junlin with horror in their eyes.

They originally thought that Ye Junlin would have no choice but to give up because he could not produce any evidence. They did not expect him to take direct action. What was even more unexpected was that he would knock the Sakyamuni monk away with one punch!

Before this, they always thought that the two men were equally strong, and once they fought, it would definitely be extremely fierce and difficult to tell who was the better of them.

Finally, it ended so quickly!

Simply incredible!

Seeing this scene, Li Ruotong and Bu Qianfan were not surprised and felt it was reasonable.

After all, they saw with their own eyes that even someone as powerful as Tiandao from the Immortal Realm was scared away by a single punch from that silver-haired young man!

No matter how powerful this holy monk Sakyamuni is, how can he compare with the way of heaven in the fairy world?

Ye Junlin brushed his sleeves and a disdainful sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

No matter what kind of Buddhist teachings you have, I can break them with one punch!

After condensing his holy body, Ye Junlin is now invincible in the fairy world relying purely on the strength of his physical body without using any magic.

It is normal to knock the holy monk Sakyamuni away with one punch!

At this time, A Kun did not react at all. He remained in the original position with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Ye Junlin looked distressed and said, "A Kun, wait, I will make you recover."

He deliberately held back the strength of his punch just now, otherwise that punch would have been enough to blow the Holy Monk Shakya to pieces on the spot!

The reason why I didn't kill this person is because he is still useful!

at the same time.

The holy monk Shakya flew out of the pit and landed on the ground staggeringly. His sunken face twisted for a moment and then slowly returned to its original shape. His bloodstained old face was full of fear. He gasped for breath with lingering fear.

That punch just now gave him a great mental shock!

I can't resist it at all!

You know, after years of hard work, he has re-condensed a heart of Prajna Buddha, and his Zen has reached the level of great perfection of the Tao. With his strength, he is definitely at the top level and is a recognized leader in the fairy world and Buddhism.

The holy monk Shakya asked himself, except for Tong Wudi who was favored by the fairy world, no one in the whole fairy world could be his opponent!

However, today, his confidence was shattered!

"Impossible, I don't believe that there is anyone in this fairy world who can possess such a powerful force, to be able to defeat someone with just one punch..."

The holy monk Shakya was pale and sweating profusely.

Swish, Ye Junlin arrived in an instant, standing straight in the sky with his hands behind his back, looking down at him as if he were an ant, his silver-white hair fluttering slowly, his aura was unprecedentedly powerful, like a supreme god king.

The holy monk Shakya felt his scalp tingling and could not help but take two steps back. The calmness he had just had disappeared, replaced by a sense of timidity.

"Answer me, do you still need evidence now?" Ye Junlin's expression was cold and his tone was oppressive.

The holy monk Sakya clenched his teeth, his facial muscles twitching. He wanted to open his mouth to refute, but the punch just now had wiped out all his confidence.

After all, one punch was enough, if there were a few more...

After a while, in front of everyone, the holy monk Shakya said with difficulty as if he had suffered a great humiliation:

"No, no need..."

When he said this, the holy monk Shakyamuni seemed to have been drained of all his energy and spirit, and he suddenly looked many years older.

At this moment, he really regretted why he brought Kunpeng out to show off!