Chapter 582: Retirement Day (1)

Chapter 46-Retirement Day
Heavenly Grant Plaza!
Countless cultivators looked at Yan Chuan in a daze, and the expressions were as blank as they were.
If they hadn't experienced the previous scenes, countless cultivators would definitely think that Yan Chuan was crazy, absolutely crazy.
But from the beginning of Wendou, until now, Yan Chuan has built up confidence in countless cultivators again and again, and it always makes people feel confident.
However, Daojun Mao is too strong, and he is only one step away from the immortal. This is not the merits, this is the body, the body is intimate! Is Yan Chuan alright? Can you continue?
Seeing Yan Chuan whose robes were swinging in the strong wind and his eyes were swaying, countless cultivators were at a loss, did not believe, and looked forward to it!
"Where do you come from? Where do you go back! Don't try to provoke me!"
Yan Chuan's words resounded throughout the Tianshou Square, and even more so in the ears of Lord Mao.
Daojun Mao's eyes were cold!
Today's majesty has been repeatedly provoked?
I don't know where the kid who popped up is so mad! Daojun Mao's eyes were full of cold light.
"Looking for death!" Daojun Mao yelled.
"boom!"
Once again, he stuck out a palm and took a picture of Yan Chuan. This time, it was still pressed by a big handprint.
This time, the big mudra is more powerful than the previous ones. The void all around looked distorted.
With a palm pressed down, golden light shone in all directions, like a round of sun falling down, and the strong light suddenly made most of the practitioners unable to open their eyes.
"boom!"
Without pressing a palm, the Tianshou Square where everyone was located suddenly sank, and the strong momentum alone made the earth more than ten feet down.
Countless cultivators fell while shaking, looking at the golden palms pressed against Yan Chuan in horror.
Before the palm of the hand, the golden light had irradiated Yan Chuan extremely dazzlingly.
Facing this palm, Yan Chuan didn't show a trace of fear, but more fierceness in his eyes, standing with his hands behind him, the golden dragon of luck surrounded his body to resist this momentum.
"Om!"
The Jade Emperor Sword trembled on Yan Chuan's back, as if to rush up to meet the palm, but was suppressed by Yan Chuan.
Watching coldly, watching Daojun Uori carried a huge power in his palm.
At first sight, Yan Chuan was about to be buried under the golden palm.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Gu Yue Shengzi's mouth.
Mencius and others tried to stop, but it was too late.
"No!" Mo Yuxi exclaimed.
Jin Guang had already illuminated the thorns irradiated by Yan Chuan incomparably bright, and the palm prints were in front of him, and it only took a moment for Yan Chuan to be completely vaporized by the palm.
At this moment, looking at Yan Chuan with the golden palm, a rare smile suddenly appeared on his fierce face.
"call!"
In an instant, a gust of wind was blowing across the Tianshou Square, and a white fist suddenly appeared beside Yan Chuan.
A white fist that keeps getting bigger, around the fist, strong winds are blowing, sweeping the entire Tianshou Square and even Julu City.
The white fist, facing the golden palm print, slammed into each other.
"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
With the huge sound, blood burst into the ears of countless practitioners who bombed, the earth shook, and countless practitioners who had just climbed up fell again.
Julu Mountain shook under this huge sound. Julu City also suffered a major earthquake in an instant.
"Boom!"
For a time, the land of Julu City shook, and countless repairers stumbled.
The golden light instantly illuminates the whole city, and the gale blows everywhere instantly.
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