Wu Xin's spiritual consciousness swept across, running the "Wind God Code", connecting the power of heaven and earth to condense the wind blades, sweeping across all directions like knives, like a whirlpool of flesh and blood, unstoppable!
Qi refining monks can still resist the wind blade. Most of the body refining realm and ordinary monks were directly killed by the wind blade. The rest could barely resist one or two. If they didn't stay away from Wu Xin in time, they would still be dead. ╣┢┢To┣╋┢
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The eighteen bronze men, who were invulnerable to weapons and bullets, were all blasted to death by mountain and river sticks, leaving no one alive. Nearly a thousand other monks were strangled to death by wind blades.
Wherever Wu Xin passed, there was a bloody mess, as majestic as a human-shaped meat grinder, which made one's heart palpitate.
Coupled with the thick blood mist surrounding the package, Wu Xin looked like a demon from the blood realm, which was intimidating to people.
Such an abnormality has naturally been investigated by both the enemy and ourselves. However, Wu Xin's own strength is unfathomable, and he is protected by strong men such as Hong Bo, so the monks of Puhe Temple can only stare.
There were always strong monks trying to stop Wu Xin from massacre, but they were quickly killed by Hong Bo and others, and could not get close to Wu Xin.
Looking at the world, there are relatively few people who are capable of both civil and military skills, but it is not impossible. Despite the vast base, there are still many heroes who are versatile in both civil and military affairs.
However, evildoers like Wu Xin are really rare, and even fewer are able to use both civil and military skills.
In terms of martial arts, Wu Xin's divine power is astonishing, and he can defeat even the ordinary God Refining Realm. Except for those with extraordinary talents such as the Four Great Monsters, Thirteen Heroes, Four Fierce Four Ultimates, etc., no one in the God Refining Realm can prove their resistance.
Wu Xin.
In terms of literary cultivation, Wu Xin's attack is average, that is, at the fourth level of mind refining. Each of the condensed wind blades is only comparable to the sword or archery skills of an army at the fifth or sixth level of body refining. It is not difficult to resist. However, victory depends on measurement.
Many, with the increase of "Golden Emperor's Seal", the scale of the momentum can only be matched by the middle stage of Danxin. It can be used to kill enemies below the Qi Refining realm, and the effect is amazing.
Just over half an hour...
More than half of the ordinary monks who originally numbered seven to eight thousand were killed. ┣Yao╋┣Read the book 1·k`a/n. Among them, the most difficult ones, the Eighteen Bronze Men and the Twenty-four Vajras, were mostly
He was killed by Wu Xin. The rest were killed by strong men such as Hong Bo, Luo Shixin and Wu Long.
Of course, the most important thing is that the official number of people is far greater than that of Puhe Temple, and the average strength is not weaker than that of Puhe Temple, so the killing rate will naturally increase greatly.
Seeing that the battle situation in Qingshi Square was about to be decided, the monks of Puhe Temple began to flee to various parts of the temple.
"Roar……"
A roaring roar of a lion arose, shocking the temple, disturbing the mountains and forests, and reverberating throughout the world!
The two sides, including Wu Xin, stopped fighting fiercely and looked up to the sky.
"boom……"
A figure fell like a meteorite, shattering bluestones within tens of meters.
White-browed Abbot!
It was just that he was in an extremely embarrassed state at this time, his golden silk cassock was torn and tattered, and stained with blood, but no obvious injuries could be seen. Instead, the naked parts were shining with golden light, as if his golden body was intact.
Such a golden body, I don’t know if it is the golden body of Buddhism or the most famous body-refining magical skill of Buddhism... it is an indestructible body!
Following closely behind Abbot Baimei, more than a dozen attacks followed. Powerful attacks such as the Sky-trap Palm, Ghost King's Claw, and Thunder Sword were in hot pursuit, leaving Abbot Baimei in a panic. He could only parry, but how could he?
It's useless to fight.
In just a few breaths, Abbot Baimei was hit more than a dozen times, leaving five or six wounds. However, he healed within a breath and had no wounds at all.
Look up in the sky and observe your surroundings.
There are only twenty-one surviving ancestors of the god-refining clan. Including Abbot Baimei, there are only twenty-one left.
In other words, twenty-six official ancestors had previously besieged and injured the eight god-refining masters. Six official ancestors were still beheaded before they killed seven god-refining masters, including the most powerful Abbot Baimei.
Not killed yet.
If you want to kill Abbot Baimei, how many people will you have to bury with him?!
There are only twenty official ancestors left, and only six are closely following the siege. The rest are either watching from a distance, or just attacking from a distance.
"You must not let Abbot Baimei go, otherwise he will not be able to sleep well! Such a person is the Four Demons and Five Gods, and that's probably all he is!"
Seeing this situation, Wu Xin's eyelids jumped and he secretly said that something was wrong.
As soon as his mind changed, Wu Xin got lucky:
"The whole army obeys the order! Anyone who kills the abbot will receive a reward of tens of millions; for every wound caused, the reward will be one hundred thousand. This is an additional reward and does not count as military merit!"
Wu Xin did not believe that Abbot Baimei was really an "immortal" existence.
The reason why there are no wounds is because Abbot Baimei has strong cultivation and extraordinary physical training skills, so he must consume his own cultivation to heal.
If you can't beat him to death, you can grind him to death!
As soon as Wu Xin finished speaking, most of the fourteen official ancestors who had been watching and did not dare to approach became energetic and took action without hesitation:
"Red Palm!"
"Strong Wind Slash!"
"Shattered Yue Claw!"
Ancestor Chishou, Ancestor Zhao's Gale Wind, Old Man Pi's Golden Eagle, etc. all used their most lethal signature methods.
When the bomb hits Abbot Baimei, he doesn't react much like hitting iron, but it can break the defense and leave wounds. ∧Want ≥∥v≡ to read a book?╬·1··
Although the wound healed instantly, I got one hundred thousand gold coins. Is there anything better than this?
Under the heavy reward, there must be a brave man!
Not to mention all the ancestors, even the strong men of the Wuwei, Jurong Army, and the Allied Forces also swarmed into action, with swords, swords, energy, and arrows swarming out...
Unfortunately, apart from the ancestors, the powerful ones including the silver-armored guards could at most leave a white mark or blood mark on Abbot Baimei's body, which could not cause a wound. The rest just scratched it and had no reaction at all!
Twenty ancestors, countless attacks, and a long siege left Abbot Baimei with more than a hundred wounds. Although they healed quickly, his movements were obviously much slower, and even the golden light dimmed.
Really killing him is still a long way off!
"boom……"
Wu Xin frowned, and drew the bow of the other side...
Black light is like electricity!
The iron arrow from the other side hit Abbot Baimei's abdomen without any accident. The arrow penetrated and pushed Abbot Baimei to move tens of meters laterally, plowing two ravines several feet deep in the Qingshi Square!
The white-browed abbot raised his head and glared at Wu Xin, his eyes like daggers, and he pulled out the iron arrow from the other side with a wave of his hand.
The rough wounds on two fingers healed with a speed visible to the naked eye as the golden light circulated...
"Is that human being?"
Wu Xin could see Abbot Baimei's overwhelming murderous intent, and his eyelids twitched.
It’s not the terrifying murderous intention that scares the white-browed abbot, but the terrifying defense and resilience!
Under such a fierce siege, even the body made of pure gold should have been beaten to pieces. The white-browed abbot still looks alive and kicking, and his body is more amazing than a heaven-level beast!
The battle between the strong must be fought in an instant!
Abbot Baimei had just pulled out the iron arrow from the other side, and was hit by four or five attacks in a row, making him dizzy. Want to read v? Book·1··The body was shaking.
"Hollow Palm!"
Ancestor Xingkong slapped his palm down, hitting Abbot Baimei's arm, and he retreated with lightning...
"boom……"
A golden arm was forcibly torn away by the Ancestor of Kongkong. Blood bursting with golden light spurted wildly...
"Roar!"
Abbot Baimei roared angrily, and swung out his right hand, turning into a giant golden palm tens of meters away. It flew and killed more than a dozen military guards and powerful coalition forces. It also knocked down the Buddhist hall more than a hundred meters away.
Seeing such power, Wu Xin and others were secretly sweating for Ancestor Xiankong. Fortunately, Ancestor Xiankong had obviously expected it. If it had been any other Ancestor, he would have shed his skin even if he died.
"boom……"
The bow strings are powerful and the iron arrows are tearing through the air.
Another iron arrow from the other side penetrated into Abbot Baimei's chest, and with a force of ten thousand kilograms, Abbot Baimei was moved laterally for dozens of meters.
The ancestors rushed forward, and thirteen or four attacks fell...
"Hollow Palm!"
Ancestor Xingkong appeared on the top of Abbot Baimei's head like a teleport, and fell with a palm, hitting the ring scar on the top of his head.
The white-browed abbot froze. Blood spurted from the seven holes on his face, making him look particularly ferocious!
Everyone was obviously relieved...
"Roar……"
Before he could finish his breath, Abbot Baimei roared, and the Holy Buddha turned into a demon. He was so ferocious that his explosive momentum was like a wave, flying up and surrounding all the ancestors.
An ancestor was unable to retreat and was rather unlucky. He was shot by Abbot Baimei with only his right arm, and was torn to pieces on the spot!
"this……"
Wu Xin, Hong Bo, Ancestor Zeng Kong and others who saw this were all shocked, shocked and dumbfounded.
Seriously speaking, Ancestor Xian Kong is also in the late stage of god refining, and is still a strong man in the late stage of god refining. He is probably slightly inferior to the four demons and five gods. He is only one door away from the three immortals, half a step away, and should be no better than Baimei.
How weak should the abbot be?
Just a few feet away, there is a huge difference between heaven and earth!
"Finger!"
Ancestor Xingkong flew into the air, pointed out again, and turned into spatial ripples visible to the naked eye and shot toward Abbot Baimei's... eyes!
If it hits, it will not be difficult to blow out the eyeball with the strength of the Ancestor.
"presumptuous!"
A thunderbolt from the blue, a roar that echoed across the heaven and earth, exploded out of thin air...
A 100-meter golden giant palm appeared in the air, as powerful as the sky falling down!
"Whoosh..."
The Ancestor of Xingkong twisted his body in the air and moved hundreds of meters laterally like a teleport!
"boom……"
The giant palm fell, and the fingers collapsed. Dozens of soldiers were killed on the spot. Hundreds of bluestone bricks were lifted up, and a huge palm-shaped pit several feet deep appeared on the ground!
"Buddhist Palm Technique?! There is also a God Refining Master?!"
Wu Xin, Ancestor Xiankong and others all felt their hearts twitch and their expressions changed greatly.
An abbot with white eyebrows is so difficult to deal with. Anyone who dares to show up now is probably not much worse than abbot with white eyebrows. Otherwise, if he shows up, he will be beaten by a meat bun!
“It’s not like Buddhist reinforcements are coming, right?!”
Countless people were muttering in their hearts, secretly saying that something was wrong.
An aura as powerful as a mountain descended from the sky, making everyone in the square feel as if they were at the bottom of the sea.
A huge umbrella covering the sky and the sun appeared in the sky, making the iron-blooded evil spirit like a dark cloud significantly weakened.
"Abbott's nephew?!"
Three figures descended from the sky, surrounded Abbot Baimei in three positions, and shouted anxiously and angrily, their voices sounding like a deep midnight cry.
Guarded by a giant umbrella, there is also an ancient umbrella nearly three meters high, suspended above the head of Abbot Baimei.
As the ancient umbrella rotated, streaks of golden light fell, causing Abbot Baimei's spirit to recover significantly. Even the wounds on the ferocious left arm had countless squirming flesh sprouts...
The three figures were all skinny and bones like skeletons, and their cassocks were in tatters, rotten and dilapidated. They were obviously monks, but they had waists hanging down like tangled grass.
It gives the impression that these three people are ancient corpses and ancient monks crawling out of coffins or underground.
Whether it's the breath or the clothes, there is an obvious smell of decay, and there is no sense of life at all!
Because of this, people can't tell what realm these three ancient monks are!
"The abbot's nephew?! The elder of the white-browed abbot? This battle cannot be fought..."
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