Wonderful Immortal Doctor

Chen Wanli ignored the wide and narrow double blades pressing down on his head, and the evil energies that had already solidified in the air.

The evil aura was so dense that it seemed like it could drip out dark evil fluid.

For ordinary grandmasters, they will definitely be affected in such an environment.

Even Tang Lingyu would feel uncomfortable all over.

No matter how weak Miyamoto Musashi is, the wide and narrow double blades can still unleash an extraordinary slash.

Not to mention that Chen Wanli has an innate Taoist body, even if he is extraordinary, he cannot withstand this sword.

However, Chen Wanli did not change his moves, and the long sword in his hand still stubbornly slashed towards Miyamoto Musashi.

But at the same time, he completely let go of his spiritual consciousness, and the vast spiritual thoughts burst out and collided with Miyamoto Musashi's soul.

Just like the sea water filling the void, the soul and mental power in the black fog collided with Chen Wanli's endless divine thoughts, making a sawing sound like a hacksaw cutting steel.

Everyone saw that in addition to the red long sword, there was also a blue-white giant sword that appeared at some point and directly cut through the heavy black fog and pierced into Miyamoto Musashi's forehead.

"You haven't entered the transcendental realm yet, yet you have such a solid spiritual power, as condensed as a soul? How did you do it?"

Miyamoto Musashi's forehead was pierced, and he roared angrily, summoning more black mist to repair it.

He had never thought that a warrior below the extraordinary level could use mental power as a weapon to fight against his soul.

Although everything he had as a god had been overturned, and even his spiritual power had greatly declined at that time, he was nourished and strengthened by the power of incense and vows, and the accumulation of hundreds of years was no small matter.

If the mental strength of an ordinary person is simply unable to withstand the slightest pressure from his soul, then an ordinary master would be unable to withstand the attack of his soul.

However, Chen Wanli possessed the same spiritual power as him, which filled Miyamoto Musashi with amazement.

"After removing the filth, it can indeed be refined into pure spiritual power!"

A hint of greed flashed in Chen Wanli's eyes. After his spiritual sense had grown stronger several times, it could now cover a range of over a thousand meters.

As a ghost god, Miyamoto Musashi has accumulated immense spiritual power due to the power of incense and vows. However, he does not know how to condense his spiritual consciousness, and only has the most primitive spiritual power. Otherwise, Chen Wanli might not be his opponent.

If one could absorb such pure spiritual power, the range of one's spiritual awareness would probably double.

"What a shame for such a strong mental power!"

Chen Wanli shook his head.

It happened in a flash. Just when Chen Wanli released his spiritual sense to attack, Miyamoto Musashi's movements paused. During this delay, a bright golden line was drawn in the air, cutting his five-meter-long body in half.

Chen Wanli casually swung out the wind blade, which rolled up and directly rolled the wide and narrow double blades out of Miyamoto Musashi's control.

"The wind blade that killed Gao Yuan-jun!" Huo Heli exclaimed.

Chen Wanli and Miyamoto Musashi fought back and forth, leaving everyone stunned and almost unimaginable. Even if they said that Chen Wanli was a mature and extraordinary master, they would not question it.

Only Tang Lingyu, who is truly on the verge of transcendence, can truly sense that Chen Wanli is still some distance away from transcendence.

But Chen Wanli has an extraordinary talent for fighting and many tricks, so he may not be at a disadvantage even in a battle against a superhuman.

The shock in Miyamoto Taiqin's eyes flashed away, and he said calmly: "Lord Musashi is much stronger than Mr. Gaoyuan! Besides, Lord Musashi is not dead or injured, what can Chen Wanli use to fight him?"

Sure enough, the next second, Miyamoto Musashi, who was cut into two pieces, twisted in the black fog, and his huge upper body made a gesture of hugging the air in the black fog.

Endless black fog surged towards his body again and began to repair his body.

Chen Wanli's face darkened, and he made a gesture with both hands. Countless wind blades appeared out of thin air, like thousands of blades flying together, and shot towards Miyamoto Musashi's body.

Miyamoto Musashi was not willing to be outdone. He swung his huge arms and immediately formed a black mist barrier in front of him.

Countless wind blades were all blocked by the black fog barrier, and they continued to make loud explosions.

It was like countless steel blades, all stabbing into the Diamond Mountain rock, constantly making sounds of breaking rocks.

Countless energies shot out in all directions, and the surrounding buildings, no matter what material they were made of, were pierced through, leaving deep holes the size of thumbs.

Tang Lingyu waved her jade hand and formed an energy shield in front of Miyamoto Xuesha and herself.

The rest of the people realized it later, but they also set up protection.

However, those shrine killers and ninjas hiding in the dark may not have the chance to react.

All you could hear were continuous screams, and corpses that appeared on the ground before they could even scream again were broken into several pieces of limbs and flesh.

At this time, the two people fighting in the field had already killed each other fiercely.

Miyamoto Musashi continued to resist, relying on the power of ghosts and gods that the shrine could constantly restore for him.

And Chen Wanli was like a turret, constantly launching various attacks, martial arts, falling thunder, wind blades, fake Dandan fire, wood vines, huge trees as his head, and various spells kept falling like magic.

"Too strong, really too strong! This is no longer the ability of Master Yufa, this is the ability of Master Yushen!"

At this moment, Miyamoto Yasuchika's eyes were filled with envy and jealousy.

Chen Wanli casts spells so fast and skillfully that, in the words of the game, there is no pre-swing, and it is cast instantly! He can cast all kinds of spells without any preparation.

Even if the headmaster of Mount Longhu or the headmaster of Quanzhen Sect were here, they would probably be dumbfounded.

Such power can only be achieved through the power of the gods in the shrine and the blessing of countless wishes of believers, otherwise even a ghost like Miyamoto Musashi would not be able to withstand it, right?

Even at this moment, Miyamoto Musashi was obviously stretched to the limit.

A series of spells hit the black fog, and the five-meter-long body began to shrink, leaving less than three meters. The aftermath dissipated, and almost the entire shrine collapsed, leaving it in a mess.

Miyamoto Musashi didn't have much room to fight back. He was constantly being beaten. He roared angrily:

"Chen Wanli, you are indeed very capable, but in the shrine, I am immortal, but your power will eventually fade. In the end, I will win and you will lose!"

"Really?" Chen Wanli smiled coldly.

He leaped up, more than ten meters in the air, and slashed his sword in the air, like a divine weapon descending from the sky: "True Fire Falling Sky Sword, Cutting off the Sky River!"

The next second, an extremely dazzling red light cut through the void, accompanied by faint blue and white colors, as if all the energy of heaven and earth in the air was drained in an instant.

The three colors were as bright as the light of heaven and earth in the black fog. The black fog dissipated as soon as it was touched. The surging power directly emitted bursts of explosions in the air.

Everyone only saw a flash of light before their eyes, and even Miyamoto Musashi did not react.

The knife fell on Miyamoto Musashi's head.

I saw a huge black shadow swaying, and then it dissipated to both sides like water mist.

In the middle of the huge body, a three-colored sword energy first appeared, and then the sword energy exploded from the head, and then the black mist in the chest exploded...

From head to toe, it exploded into two halves, and the essence of heaven and earth in the sword energy carried a violent power, causing the exploded body to continue to explode.

Miyamoto Musashi was chopped to pieces by Chen Wanli with one sword?