You are very strong, but my painting style is better than yours!

This is usually a teleportation spell that requires advance preparation and consumes a lot of resources, but in Luo Hao's hands it is like a golden light that can teleport instantly. With a thought, he can travel through space at will.

This time she successfully distanced herself from Iori, her hands changing rapidly, like Buddhist mudras or martial arts techniques, instantly filling her body with energy. The invisible palm strikes even stirred up a small tornado, and with a single palm push, she swept across the four directions like a dragon emerging from the sea!

call out!

Iori's figure appeared in the whirlwind. Luo Hao slightly opened his phoenix eyes and instantly shrunk into it. He unleashed a powerful and unrestrained "Phoenix Wing Celestial Phenomenon" strike, unlike anything a woman would use, which landed on Iori's chest. The force of the strike was immense, and the ferocious palm strike ravaged his internal organs.

Ok?

Wuxia Wang was slightly taken aback. Generally speaking, her palm strikes were as hard as grasping decay, and even metal and rock were difficult to withstand.

But today, despite exerting all my strength, I didn't feel the sensation of "breaking" something; instead, I only felt the gentle and persistent response of slapping the water's surface.

"Have you touched enough?"

"—!"

Under Luo Hao's angry gaze, Iori smiled slightly, and the next moment a realm as still as water materialized beneath his feet, pulling the Martial Arts King into another world.

With Luo Hao's skills, she might be able to foresee danger and stay away from Yi Zhi in advance, but now the two are too close, and she simply doesn't have time to move!

"This is?"

Luo Hao was surprised. In an instant, she was a hundred meters away. Being pulled into the domain was not a matter of life and death for her, after all, there were very few things in this world that could threaten her.

In that moment of surprise, the two distanced themselves again, but this time Iori was holding a knife.

"Unite, like a clear mirror and still water!"

At this moment, Iori finished the release phrase, and his calm demeanor clearly showed that he had completely tamed the sword's Shikai—it was just that for some reason he was still unable to master Bankai.

Oops!

Luo Hao's pupils shrank sharply. Although he hadn't seen Iori make a move, he had a feeling that disaster was about to strike!

"One force can overcome ten techniques—[Vajra Might Divine Skill]!"

The moment Iori raised his long sword, the golden giant enveloped Luo Hao's entire body, and at the same time, a punch slammed towards Iori across the domain space!

Zheng——

A brilliant flash of light slashed across the mirror.

——Bang! ! !

Countless mirrors shattered, the domain vanished in an instant, and countless golden particles collapsed along with it!

The hundred-meter-tall golden giant was cut in half at the waist. Its hard outer shell, which could withstand nuclear attacks, was as fragile as paper and did not serve any purpose!

boom……

The Dharma protector king of Buddhism disintegrated in mid-air, and countless particles turned into streams of light and disappeared into the void, while Luo Hao's figure appeared on the side.

Her condition was extremely bad; her palace dress on her thigh had been ripped open, revealing a bloody wound and her fair skin stained with red… The wound was no longer so deep that bone was visible, but rather that it had actually been severed and then reattached, with a faint golden light emanating from it…

Because of the unique nature of "clear mirror and still water", wounds are not easy to heal, even for god-slayers... god-slayers cannot accept most healing spells.

So, it involves cutting away the surface flesh and using gold particles created by the power to connect and fix it?

It can only be said that he truly deserves to be the leader of the Demonic Sect; his ruthlessness is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"The moment the colossus unfolded, it interfered with my lock-on... Not many can escape this move. You were unaware beforehand but managed to avoid it by sheer luck. Is this due to your incredible luck, or your extensive experience and amazing intuition?"

Iori glanced at Luo Hao's thigh—not for the exposed white thigh, of course; his gaze lingered on the wound.

"Do you need a break?"

"I am not so weak that I need others to pity me. My martial arts skills are unparalleled in the world, and I remain so even when I am injured!"

A sudden gust of wind arose, and Luo Hao leisurely took a small step forward, lightly touching the ground with his toes. Instantly, an invisible wave spread out, and a series of cracking sounds rang out in the air.

"Was that your power just now? But such a powerful domain must have consumed a great deal of energy, and I won't be trapped by it a second time!"

The mere release of her aura was enough to stir up a fierce wind; the Supreme Martial Arts Master truly lived up to her name. The Godslayer's special physique made her even more determined to fight when she was injured!

When the wind and waves came, Iori's gaze narrowed slightly. Although she did not make any movement, an invisible pressure rose up from the shadows, freezing the wind completely, as if the pause button had been pressed.

—For Iori, who is the god who controls the storms, it is only a matter of a thought to do this.

"The way of heaven is clear and bright, the way of earth is peaceful and tranquil, and the way of mankind is empty and peaceful!"

Luo Hao sang loudly: "Still gazing at the snow on Mount Taibai, I rejoice to encounter the heavens of Wugong. The shadows are still among the thousand officials, my heart is at peace before the seven military commanders. Today, the Han dynasty is reborn in a new year of revival. The old man of Shaoling weeps silently, secretly walking along the Qujiang River in spring, where the palace gates at the river's head are locked!"

The power [Tiger Roar and Dragon Chant] is exactly as the name suggests, it can use sound as power. The martial arts king infuses it with incantation, and the longer it is chanted, the greater its power will be. With a light shout, it can blow away everything on the ground!

Even the God of Storms couldn't hold this back, and Iori had to set up layers of protective magic to block it, but even so, the invisible barriers could still be seen breaking one by one...

Just as the impact was at its strongest, the cult leader vanished without warning.

Iori's pupils contracted slightly, but even with his sharp eyesight, he couldn't capture a clear movement, because it wasn't high-speed movement but rather a shrinking-ground technique.

A fair and slender jade hand reached out from the void, and Luo Hao appeared immediately. His movements were as natural as flowing water, and he struck Yi Zhi's chest without any mercy. At this critical moment, she still subconsciously chose to believe in the god-slaying martial skill that had been honed for two hundred years!

By the time she noticed, the attack had already begun. Luo Hao's reflexes were fast enough to handle the lightning-fast battle. After one strike, she disappeared again, using her shrinking technique to appear in another location and attack from different angles, giving Iori no chance to catch her.

Iori seemed stunned and offered no resistance, allowing the other person to place their palm on her chest.

"Oh!"

The seemingly delicate hand shimmered with golden light the moment it touched Iori's body, unleashing a monstrous force like a battering ram, even producing a deafening sonic boom at near-zero distance.

However, she imbued her physical body with the [Vajra Divine Skill], transforming her into the ultimate fighting machine!

Struck hard, Iori was sent flying, but Luo Hao did not let him off the hook.

With a flourish of his movements, his sleeves fluttering like flowing clouds, Luo Hao effortlessly caught up with Iori with just a few light taps, like a swallow taking flight. Then, his hands moved like butterflies fluttering up and down, and his flowing Hanfu also flowed with the movements of his body and palms.

Her slender and graceful figure swayed captivatingly, and her magnificent and elegant palace attire was like a rainbow. Every palm strike was enough to shatter mountains and crack the earth, but in Luo Hao's hands, it was as pleasing to the eye as a fairy's feather dance.

The Flying Phoenix Twelve Divine Palms—this is not a power, but a martial art created by Luo Hao himself.

As a martial arts master, Luo Hao was not a fanatic obsessed with one particular path, but rather he perfectly integrated skills from multiple fields such as movement techniques, palm techniques, and magic, and then reached a state of perfection together.

However, the most outstanding aspect is the palm technique, which is most thoroughly integrated with power.

This "Flying Phoenix Palm" combined with the power "Mighty Vajra Divine Skill" is a perfect combination of strength and technique, enough to deal with any enemy!

However, despite having mastered the palm technique to an almost supernatural level, delivering powerful blows to his enemy with every strike, Master Luo Hao's expression did not relax; instead, it grew increasingly serious, and his beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly.

For some reason, the more she gained the upper hand as time went on, the more uneasy she felt. It was an instinctive feeling, like that of a wild animal, that she sensed an unseen danger.

Even though Iori was completely powerless to fight back, this sense of crisis did not diminish in the slightest!

Finally, unable to bear this strange feeling any longer, Luo Hao stretched out his right hand, which was filled with tangible energy and transformed into an indestructible hand blade to slash at Iori's head.

"Snapped!"

Finally, for the first time since the start of the war, Iori made a defensive move, reaching out to grasp Luo Hao's wrist.

The martial arts master was immediately startled. Her palm technique was not something that could be easily seen through. Moreover, even if the trajectory of her palm could be seen, blocking it at such close range...

Before she could react, Iori had already rallied and recovered from her combo. She smiled slightly at her, but suddenly exerted force, sending Luo Hao flying without any grace.

"Pity,"

After landing, Iori clicked her tongue with a hint of regret, "Such graceful dance moves, I wanted to admire them a little longer."

"Dance moves..."

Luo Hao stopped, and upon hearing this, she took a deep breath. Golden particles became active around her, and a statue of a Mingwang (a deity) appeared and disappeared in the air.

"You, what are you talking about?"

"These are just some personal opinions."

Iori's expression was very serious, but sometimes being too serious can irritate others.

"There is no need to feel ashamed; women's fondness for flashy and impractical things has been a natural phenomenon since ancient times."

"—!"

Shrink to an inch!

In the blink of an eye, Cult Leader Luo Hao appeared in front of Iori as before and unleashed another palm strike.

However, this time, the previous freehand style and ethereal atmosphere were gone, replaced only by soaring rage and domineering force that could split mountains and shatter the earth!

The Martial Arts King has full confidence in his own power; even the heretical god with the appearance of a giant would have his spine shattered!

The golden colossus crashed down! The Flying Phoenix Palm pierced through his heart!

However, this seemingly sure-fire strike missed its mark, as if playing a cruel joke...

It was as if he had pierced through a phantom. He had clearly touched Iori's clothes, but in the blink of an eye, his strength fell into empty air, giving Luo Hao a feeling of frustration that he could not exert his strength.

That's an illusion!

Iori had actually taken a few blows from the palm strikes earlier, but it was all to lay the groundwork for ending the battle here!

Iori dodged Luo Hao's attack like a reflection of the moon in water, and was completely unharmed!

The moment the intangibility dissipated, he calmly raised his left hand—

Luo Hao's martial arts skills, honed through countless trials, were already ingrained in his bones. Even when faced with a sudden and unexpected change, he still reacted instinctively, using his other hand to protect himself in time, covering it with a layer of dreamlike golden particles to shield his body.

However, it's still a bit slower than Iori.

"Bam—!"

[Instant Harassment] Full Power!

White lightning coiled around the iron fist, and the bursting lightning within that small area resembled a miniature sun!

The powerful shockwave struck Luo Hao in the chest, sending her flying backward like a swallow with a broken wing...

Iori was not one to show mercy to his enemies. Since Luo Hao had shown his willingness to fight to the death, and Iori was also going to wipe out the demon kings on this land, there was no need for him to stay behind.

But just as he was about to give chase, a golden light suddenly flew from the horizon, as if it had traversed time and space. Without giving Iori any chance to react, it arrived directly beside Iori and blasted him away like a comet hitting the earth!

"Susanoo, take this from my old grandson!"

what?

Iori, who was sent flying backward, frowned deeply.

You monkey, you're really giving me a headache!

Chapter 371 Let's all show some real skills!

Iori manipulated the power of the storm to stabilize himself in the air. Looking up, he saw a very conspicuous golden cloud streaking across the sky, circling around and then suddenly stopping without warning, defying the laws of physics. Its astonishing speed even made Iori frown.

A moment later, a slender figure emerged from the golden auspicious clouds and landed firmly in the void with extremely agile movements.

"Hahaha~ After a hundred years, I, Old Sun, have finally come out!"

A somewhat sharp but not jarring voice, which instead brought joy, rang out. The speaker must have been extremely carefree and unrestrained by external things.

“You barbarians from Japan, when you dared to do that, you should have thought that one day you would be punished!”

"Know that yesterday's cause leads to today's effect. For every year I've been imprisoned, you owe me that many beatings. After this beating, if anyone survives, I, Old Sun, will turn around and leave, without a trace!"

Iori rode the wind, calmly looking at the disobedient god who had intruded into the battlefield, and met his gaze with composure.

"what?"

The man was taken aback: "You are... Hiss! Old Sun has mistaken me for someone else?"

It was a rather peculiar deity. Although it had a human form, it did not have a human appearance. Its slender body exuded a spirit that stood tall and upright.

It has a pointed snout, monkey-like cheeks, and a thunder god-like face. Its entire body is covered in golden fur, and it has a long tail. It wears a magnificent and elegant ancient-style cloak.

What is most striking are those eyes: blood-red whites and brilliant golden pupils, like Vajra relics forged by true fire.

Perhaps in the original work this was not a supernatural power but an eye disease, but it not only became a characteristic of his image, but also gave rise to the same meaning as "clear-sightedness" from "fiery eyes", and has been integrated into the language and culture.

The public's perception has altered the image of the gods considerably, making it not entirely consistent with the original text—not to mention that there are multiple versions of the original text.

And at this point, it seems there's no need for further introduction; the newly emerged disobedient god is none other than the [Great Sage Equal to Heaven]!

Previously, he was the Monkey God, a deity worshipped by the Japanese magic world to subdue rebellious dragons and snakes.

But now he has broken free of his cage and regained his unruly spirit!

The monkey god was overjoyed to finally gain his freedom. Iori could tell from the force of the attack that he was also very excited. Even though Iori dodged in time, he still took a solid hit, the force penetrating his internal organs.

Of course, there was no vital point for him; his internal organs could recover quickly after being attacked, so he could regroup in the blink of an eye.