Chapter five hundred and fifteen the death of Xiahou
No one knows when King Wu and Langya Divine Sword will appear!
What's more important is...except for those in the late stage of God Refining and above, no one else can even hide!
"Whoosh..."
Before everyone could think about it, Wu Xin swayed again and disappeared without a trace, causing most of the rebel monks to feel terrified and worried.
"The Wrath of Vulcan!"
The leader of the Zoroastrian Cult was covered in blazing flames. He breathed out several feet and was about to burn the sky. The temperature of the flames was so high that it could burn gold and iron. He fought alone against the three top monks: Ancestor Tianmei, Ancestor Xuan Kong and Ancestor Benlei.
, Ordinary great monks would not dare to enter the range of 100 meters.
Suddenly, an ancient sword was slashed out of the void...
The God of Fire, who was forcing back Tianmei Patriarch and three other people, was driving the flames towards the "turtle shell". As soon as he felt the fluctuations in the space, he immediately retreated like a frightened bird, not even taking care of the half-exploded sky-burning flames!
"Chi..."
The ancient sword was slashed out, and the sky-burning flames were cut in half like a giant picture, disintegrating into flames that filled the sky, and then turned into fire energy and vitality that filled the sky.
Wu Xin's figure slowly emerged, causing Vulcan to sweat a little.
"Fire Palm!"
"The raging waves of the sea!"
"Split Tianluo!"
"Ghost King Claw!"
As soon as Wu Xin's figure emerged, the four peak monks including the Fire God, Water God, Luo Fu, and Ghost Emperor immediately took action in a tacit understanding, abandoning their respective opponents and besieging Wu Xin.
A blazing giant palm over a hundred meters in size, a roaring ocean tsunami in mid-air, a sharp spear light tearing apart the sky, and a dark ghost claw tearing apart the sky and the earth.
Four earth-shattering attacks sealed Wu Xin's surroundings, preventing Wu Xin from unscrupulously attacking his own side!
The top monks are the top monks. Each of them is a person who has experienced hundreds of battles and has extraordinary wisdom. They instantly thought of a way to deal with Wu Xin.
Wu Xin frowned and shook the Langya Divine Sword in his hand, and the "Heart Sutra of Ten Thousand Swords" and "Splitting Heaven Sword Technique" were initially integrated.
Thousands of fierce sword energy exploded, slashing in all directions, as powerful as a sword energy frenzy.
Hidden within the frenzy of sword energy is a particularly powerful sword energy that can split the sky and slash the moon.
"Bo..."
The huge palm of the Vulcan that burned the sky and boiled the earth was weakened by countless sword energies, and the palm was forcibly broken by Wu Xin. The sky-splitting sword energy slashed out from the hole and struck the Vulcan as fast as lightning.
"Rumble..."
The remaining three attacks fell, causing the space to vibrate, the energy to surge, and their power to crush everything.
"ah……"
"Vulcan Escape!"
There was a shrill and piercing scream, and the Vulcan turned into a red light and flew away in the blink of an eye, like a shooting star.
An arm wrapped in a fiery red Vulcan robe fell into the air...
Wu Xin shook the divine sword in his hand and instantly chopped his arm into pieces, giving Vulcan the chance to completely reattach the broken arm.
Look around...
Water God, Luo Fu, Ghost Emperor and other hundreds of high-ranking monks who rebelled against the army all became frightened. Most of them visibly withdrew and retreated, trying to distance themselves from Wu Xin as much as possible.
"Storm of Ten Thousand Swords!"
Behind Wu Xin, the Heavenly Sword Spirit appeared behind Wu Xin. It exploded and turned into a storm of sword energy that swept across all directions. It exploded and shot away. He then slowly continued with murderous intent:
"Those who surrender...will not be killed..."
The low voice, with a cold and murderous intent, clearly reached the ears of many great monks, causing the rebel great monks within a few hundred meters to disperse without even stopping.
Before the reply fell, Wu Xin disappeared again...
"Dragnet!"
Luo Fu, who felt the fluctuations in the space, was horrified. He shook the spear in his hand, and countless spear lights criss-crossed, turning into a net of spear lights to block the front, and at the same time he retreated violently.
The sword energy emerged, tearing apart the net of spear light.
Wu Xin's figure emerged, turned into an afterimage and passed through the torn gun net, chasing Luo Fu who was retreating...
"careful!"
"Shattering Yue Palm!"
"Earthshaking punch!"
"Dazzling light!"
More than a dozen anti-military monks came to the rescue, but more could not do anything except shouting.
Luo Fu was shocked, but he didn't expect King Wu to chase him, which was contrary to his previous method of "missing a single hit and running away immediately".
"Click..."
The Thousand-Refined Spear in his hand had just enough time to be placed in front of him, but it was easily cut off by the Langya Divine Sword...
Jiang Zhen, the general under Luo Yi who was known as the King of Peking, died in battle.
Luo Fu, a younger brother of the Peiping royal family, who was implicitly known as the strongest person in the Luo family, was stunned in the air, and suddenly split into two halves from the top of his head to his vagina...
die!
Defeat is not terrible. What is terrible is the lingering death. No one knows who will be next...whose turn it will be.
The rebel monks, shrouded in the shadow of death, could not bear the threat of death, so they finally broke up and fled to the north. They just wanted to stay away from Jiangdu and King Wu.
"Chase!"
The Queen looked at Wu Xin with complex and strange eyes. Seeing Wu Xin nodding slightly, she gritted her teeth and let out a light scold, and took the lead in chasing out...
More than a hundred of the great monks from Prince Wu's Mansion quickly flew across the sky and followed the escaped rebel great monks, forming a spectacular sky painting that looked like a meteor shower.
Wu Xin was suspended in the air, looking sharply at the battlefield inside the "turtle shell"...
These immortal-level figures are Wu Xin’s real targets. Otherwise, would Vulcan and other anti-army monks be able to escape?
Wu Xin doesn’t want to waste time chasing after him, it’s not that he can’t catch up!
"Lou'er, stop playing!"
The changes outside the "turtle shell" could not be seen by anyone for a moment, but they could be sensed. Xia Houcang, who was seriously injured, shouted hoarsely and tremblingly with fear.
With his free and elegant movements, he circled the Guangfa Divine Monk and pressed down on the Xiahou Lou who was beating him. His sword eyebrows furrowed and his mouth suddenly opened...
A green and cold light shot out from Xiahoulou's mouth, and lightning shot towards the face of Guangfa Divine Monk.
"Vajra Palm!"
The Guangfa Divine Monk was shocked. His right hand still pointed at Xiahou Tower with a "Finger of Ten Thousand Dharmas Buddha", and he blocked it with his left palm in front of him and shot...
The green light pierced the left palm of Guangfa Divine Monk, and the palm of his hand was pierced, which was comparable to black iron, and blood immediately dripped from it.
A few inches of green light retracted like a spiritual object, turning into a several-foot-long handleless green sword. The whole body was as crystal clear as jade. It turned into dozens of green lights as fast as lightning, and slashed at the Guangfa Divine Monk again.
Flying sword!
The Guangdong Divine Monk, the Martial Divine Turtle, Ziyang Zhenren and others trembled in their hearts, and immediately thought of the "divine objects" recorded in ancient books!
You can control objects for a short period of time and reach the level of a great monk. You can do it whether you are a literary or martial artist.
However, such a flexible and swift attack can only be achieved through the legendary technique...sword control.
Coupled with the strange shape of this green sword, it is basically the legendary "god" flying sword!
"boom……"
Xiahoulou was carefree like a cat playing with a mouse, using a flying sword to attack the divine monk Guangfa. A long black stick came out from the void and hit the left side of Xiahoulou's head.
"careful!"
"careful!"
Xiahou Cang and Master Ziyang both shouted in shock.
Xiahoulou sneered, his flawless handsome face slightly pursed, with obvious disdain. He had never made a move before, but he saw the methods of both sides in his eyes. He casually slapped Xiaoyao in his hand to block it, and suddenly he was like a majestic and immovable ancient mountain, unshakable.
"Chi..."
Just as Xiaoyao Shan easily blocked the Shanhe stick, an ancient sword stabbed out from the right side of Xiahoulou strangely, easily piercing the right palm of Xiahoulou who was in panic and resisting, and penetrated into Xiahoulou's right temple, and penetrated from the left side.
out.
The direct descendant of the genius of the famous Xiahou family from outside the territory, overlooking the half-immortal Xiahou Tower that has abandoned the world and possesses many treasures...
Kill!
Eyes wide open, unbelievable!
Die with your eyes open!
He was just here for fun. How could these ant-like barbarians kill him? Dare they kill him?!
"Lou'er?!!!"
"Master Lou!!!"
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