Zhang Zhichong didn't know that Qingfeng, the magic weapon he regarded as the final trump card, was just a gadget to please women in Meng Zhao's eyes. He felt that his ability had been greatly improved after he became the leader of the army for a short time.

As soon as the thought moved, the true energy burst out and was still wrapped around the body. The tattered clothes were blown away by the strong wind. People left a series of afterimages in the same place and in the path, and even after a few seconds, a strong wind aroused.

When Zhang Zhizhong stood still, he realized that he had suddenly crossed more than ten feet away in an instant, and was like being crushed by a dragon and elephant along the way. His body speed was so fast that he was far beyond what he had been able to do. He was so great that he was so terrifying that he was not as good as a human being, and almost like a ghost or god.

"This is the power of the divine weapon, wonderful, wonderful!"

Zhang Zhichong was in a daze, and a joy surged out in his heart. The old man often said involuntarily, "There is no way to go, it is indeed the way to go."

With such speed, he could get rid of the entanglement of Meng Zhao and Yangwu's army and run out of here. From then on, the sea is wide and the fish leaps, and the sky is high and the birds fly.

As for relying on the power of the divine weapon to kill Meng Zhao, he might have some thoughts before seeing Meng Zhao's terrifying martial arts, but now, he is completely beaten and even left with his inner demon, but he dares not have any extravagance or fantasy.

When Meng Zhao saw this scene, his eyes were stunned, and he did not expect such changes.

He has some understanding of the power of divine weapons. If he can be recognized by the divine weapons and become the master of the soldiers, in addition to using the divine weapons to communicate the vitality of heaven and earth and increase combat power, the greatest benefit is actually to be able to get the blessing of divine weapons and obtain various magical powers that are originally unique to divine weapons.

For example, Han Pu's Changyang Divine Sword actually contains a power of Zhongyang, which can not only help Han Pu improve his practice and understand martial arts in daily life, but also burst into a terrifying burning energy like the harsh sun during battle.

For example, the Phoenix Wing Dang, Zhuo Mufeng has shallow skills and can only use divine weapons to communicate the vitality of heaven and earth, but he does not get the ability of divine weapons to increase the magical powers.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Zhichong had great luck. It might be that the martial arts nature he practiced was quite consistent with the divine weapon Qingfeng. Therefore, although he had become the master of the war, he received the blessing of the magic weapon's magic powers, and had improved similarly in terms of extreme speed and speed, and his body movements were so fast that even Meng Zhao could not compare.

Of course, Meng Zhao didn't care. Although the other party was fast, he still couldn't escape his palm.

Thinking of this, he was unwilling to continue to entangle. In his purple eyes, there was a star that burst out with endless imperial power. On the spiritual platform, thousands of stars burst out, and merged into his body one by one.

For a moment, his body's clear energy increased greatly, his blood disappeared, but his majestic energy became even stronger. No matter who he was or how high his martial arts reached, he felt sweaty and panic.

This is not murderous aura or domineering aura, but a special spiritual pressure that suppresses people like heavenly power. If the strong martial arts will is not matched by Meng Zhao, it will be difficult not to be affected.

When Zonglong City faced this glance, he was also frightened, as if facing a great enemy.

Meng Zhao pinched his fingers with one hand, gently twisted his thumb and middle finger, and stretched the rest of his fingers and smiled like a flower. A faint Zen rhyme came from his body, just like a Buddha holding a flower and smiling, and a slight golden light came out from his body.

The golden light went from shallow to rich, and it complemented the golden armor worn by Meng Zhao's majestic body.

In just a short moment, a huge Buddha Dharma image several feet high appeared, filled with a majestic, sacred, strong, and powerful energy that subjugates all demons.

As soon as the Buddha's Dharma appeared, the heaven and earth were sympathizing, and the clouds in the sky were flowing rapidly, and soon turned into a cloud of Buddha. The Buddha looked at the earth and looked extremely terrifying.

"This, what kind of martial arts is this? It is so shocking and powerful?"

There were actually not many warriors who had seen Meng Zhao's Buddhist palms flowing across the sky, but there were a few people at the palace that day. Even if they had never seen one, they had heard that Meng Zhao had such Buddhist methods.

But no one knew that the power of the Buddhist martial arts that Meng Zhao knew was so terrifying.

The Buddha's Dharma image looks only a few feet high, which is simply a difference between heaven and earth compared to the divine dragon Dharma image that Meng Zhao once revealed on the banks of Mingxiu Lake.

However, this Buddha is the realization of the charm of the gods, which is the ability of the gods. Such a sympathy between heaven and earth, and even the clouds appear in the clouds in the sky, as if the sky is shocked and the earth is moving. How can this power be compared with a simple Dharma image?

Just as the Buddha's Dharma appeared, the entire vast field seemed to be trapped in a muddy swamp, and the air was filled with a ubiquitous suppression.

It seems extremely difficult to move.

What's even more terrifying is that this kind of bondage and suppression, which is like a swamp, seems to be constantly adjusted and changed with the individual's strength.

The stronger a person is, the greater the suppression he is. The weaker a person is, the less restricted he is.

The Great Hand Seal of the Unmoved Ming King Subduing Demons and combined with Meng Zhao's Emperor's Qi-seeking technique, the two were combined to achieve such a terrifying effect.

Zhang Zhichong temporarily controlled the magic weapon, and obtained the magic weapon Qingfeng's magic power. His speed increased greatly. Before he could start running, he was suppressed by the Buddha's Dharma image that Meng Zhao suddenly showed.

Although he could barely maintain the ability to move with the help of magical weapons, under such oppression, the already magical body light skills were pulled to a very ordinary level.

For some reason, the heaven and earth vital energy that could have been dispatched abandoned him, saying that he seemed to live in a world without vitality. Although his true energy was extremely fierce, it was ultimately invincible.

He looked at Meng Zhao, who was shrouded by the Buddha's light and the sound of the Buddhist sound, and saw the Buddha's appearance as if he had seen Meng Zhao.

How could this person be so strong?

The next moment, Meng Zhao stretched out his palm forward and slowly grabbed Zhang Zhizhong.

The Buddha Dharma image wrapped around him also showed a huge golden Buddha palm, covered with the circulating swastika light wheel, spanning layers of space, instantly grasping Zhang Zhichong, whose true energy was covered with the surface of his body, in his palm.

With a fierce pinch, the true energy was rioted, and Zhang Zhichong's whole body collapsed, and blood poured out.

I saw him yelling,

"I've fought with you."

The green light in his hand was prosperous and turned into a huge wind blade and slashed towards the Buddha's palm.

But it only rippled with a fine wheel of light. The Buddha's palm was not damaged at all, but instead squeezed the things in his hand tightly.

Crack, Crack, Crack...

The flesh, blood, and organs were stirred together and slowly flowed to the ground along the Buddha's palm.
Chapter completed!