Chapter 339: Suppressing Zhu Wen
In fact, with the huge gap in spiritual power between Li Ye and Zhu Wen, Li Ye's Dragon Thunder Spear would not cause any serious harm to him, but it could make Zhu Wen look extremely embarrassed. As the saying goes, the damage is not high, but the insult is extremely strong.

At this moment, Zhu Wen was extremely angry and wanted to tear Li Ye into pieces.

Zhu Wen's eyes were filled with a blood-red color, and were filled with endless anger and almost insane madness.

The ghost energy around him was surging and churning like boiling water, and thousands of wronged souls and evil spirits were wailing and crying miserably, which was creepy.

Countless skulls loomed beside him, and an eerie and terrifying atmosphere filled the air.

His huge body, as big as a mountain, rushed towards Li Ye with overwhelming force, as if he wanted to crush him completely.

He had just started to move, his huge body had just taken a step forward, his arms stretched forward with all his strength, as if to tear apart the obstacles in front of him. Li Xiuyuan raised the corners of his mouth and smiled coldly:

"You want to touch my brother, have you asked me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the huge golden body of the Dragon-Subduing Venerable suddenly appeared in Zhu Wen's path. Zhu Wen's face was instantly filled with astonishment and anger, his brows were furrowed, his eyes were wide open, and he let out a low roar.

A golden barrier covered with mysterious Sanskrit characters shone out, like a solid wall, blocking Zhu Wen on the spot.

His strong arm hit the golden barrier with great force, but it only caused a burst of bright light and was unable to break through, making it difficult for him to move forward at all.

"Your Excellency, give him a good beating!"

Li Xiuyuan had a gentle smile on his face, but his eyes were firm and fierce as he spoke to the Venerable Jianglong.

The Dragon-Subduing Master nodded slightly, and the golden light on his body became brighter. Then, he flashed, and turned into a golden afterimage, and instantly came in front of Zhu Wen. He was full of momentum, like a god of war descending. With a fierce attack like a storm, he swung his fist that seemed to be made of gold, and each punch was accompanied by a whistling sound and endless power.

In an instant, he threw out millions of punches, with numerous fist shadows that were dazzling, as if they were going to tear the space apart.

Zhu Wen's face was distorted at this moment, and fear filled his eyes. He gritted his teeth, tensed the muscles in his arms, and raised them up with all his strength to try to resist the swift attack of the Dragon Subduing Master.

However, every time he received a punch, his arms couldn't stop shaking, and the huge impact made his blood surge. His feet sank deeply into the ground, but he was still beaten back step by step.

The ghost energy in his body became chaotic under the impact of this powerful force, and the wronged souls, evil spirits and skulls surrounding him also screamed in fear and fled everywhere.

But Zhu Wen was still unwilling to give in. He roared angrily and tried desperately to mobilize the strength in his body to fight back. However, in the face of this surging attack like a tide, all his resistance seemed so insignificant.

Zhu Wen roared, and the sound seemed to tear the sky apart, causing ripples in the air around him. His ghostly energy was boiling violently like a surging tide, like a burning black flame, and instantly condensed into huge black dragons. These dragons bared their fangs and claws, their bodies twisted and twisted, and exuded a terrifying evil aura.

At this moment, Zhu Wen's eyes were bloodshot and his face was ferocious. He no longer retreated and began to fight back frantically.

He waved his arms, controlling the giant black dragons, and rushed towards the Dragon-Subduing Master with overwhelming force. Each dragon had the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, and the space seemed to tremble faintly under their impact. However, the Dragon-Subduing Master showed no fear. His eyes were firm, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, and he faced the menacing black dragon with his indestructible body, and launched a thrilling battle with Zhu Wen.

Zhu Wen's fist entangled by black dragons was like a devil's fist from hell. Each black dragon was baring its fangs and claws, spewing black mist, and carrying endless evil power.

The fist of the Dragon Subduing Venerable, which was shining with dazzling golden light and like a little sun, shone with a sacred and inviolable light, and every ray of light contained the power of compassion and justice.

The two continued to collide and bombard each other, and each collision produced earth-shaking energy fluctuations. Space was distorted and deformed under this powerful impact, making crackling sounds, as if it would collapse at any time.

Veins popped out on Zhu Wen's face, his eyes widened, and he let out wild roars. He desperately poured all his strength into his fists, trying to suppress the Dragon Subduing Master.

The Venerable Jianglong had a calm expression and a firm gaze. Every punch he threw was as steady as a rock. The golden light became brighter and brighter, leaving Zhu Wen no chance to breathe.

"Eighteen Arhats Demon Subduing Fist!" The Dragon Subduing Arhat shouted loudly, and the sound was like a huge bell, resounding through the sky. The golden light that originally appeared slightly on his tall Arhat body became extremely dazzling and brilliant at this moment, like a scorching sun in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a magnificent golden field unfolded instantly, shining brightly, illuminating the entire dark world.

Seventeen golden lights descended from the sky, transforming into golden bodies of Arhats as majestic as the Dragon Subduing Master. In just a blink of an eye, eighteen golden bodies of Arhats with magnificent golden lights were neatly standing in the area.

Their faces were solemn, their demeanor was majestic, their movements were in unison, and they all punched. In an instant, countless huge fists formed by golden light came towards Zhu Wen with the power to destroy the world.

The light was so bright that it made the entire world pale in comparison, and the powerful pressure made the surrounding air seem to solidify.

Zhu Wen roared loudly, and the roar sounded like the howling of thousands of ghosts, which was horrifying. Then, his body completely turned into a thick black gas, which was filled with ghosts, and it was eerie and terrifying.

The black gas expanded rapidly at an unimaginable speed, like an endless dark net, spreading madly in an attempt to completely submerge the entire golden light field.

Wherever the black gas went, the light seemed to be swallowed up and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, as if falling into an endless abyss.

But in front of the Eighteen Arhats, Zhu Wen's struggles were in vain.

Although the black gas, as thick as ink, came with great force at first, it soon lost the power to continue expanding in the face of the sacred golden light emitted by the Eighteen Arhats.

The golden light was like an indestructible blade, constantly squeezing out the evil black air.

Every inch of golden light that advanced was accompanied by the shrill screams of the ghosts in the black air.

The black gas was compressed smaller and smaller, and the ghosts inside it twisted and struggled frantically, but they could not resist the powerful oppression from justice. Wherever the golden light reached, the black gas quickly dissipated like ice and snow encountering the scorching sun.

(End of this chapter)