The compelling sword energy spread out suddenly, not only forcibly extinguishing the cold flames, but also causing the ground below to sink several feet out of thin air.
The figure of the green-robed monk appeared inside, but his robe was already riddled with holes and in tatters.
Even the mask on his face had some holes, and his eyes were flashing with rage. After the blood-red sword shadow in his hand opened the Thunder Apricot Sword hairpin, the figure of the green-robed monk suddenly suffocated in the air.
After a moment of suffocation, an overwhelming amount of cold flames surged out from his body.
The whole person seemed to have transformed into a blue phoenix bird, and even his voice carried an unparalleled majesty.
"I originally cherished you and pitied your life, but I didn't know how to advance or retreat. You should die without any regrets."
"Be careful, this is the second-grade magical power obtained after Yinhuang came to the world to connect his pulses and open his orifices. It uses at least five spiritual orifices. What this person has cultivated is indeed the red Yinhuang nerve."
Yun'er warned again, but before he finished speaking, there were thousands of blood-red sword shadows coming down like crazy stabs.
A trace of dark blue sword energy, like the feathers of a phoenix, flew down layer by layer, and the monstrous sword tide almost completely submerged Zhuang Wudao below.
Zhuang Wudao smiled like "Hey, hey, not afraid at all. The magnetic energy around him increased again. And the thunder apricot sword hairpin also released thick earthy yellow energy."
"Unparalleled fate, bull demon chaos sword"
Imitating Yun'er's technique, Zhuang Wudao directly used his sword to bring his fists, and slashed upwards continuously. The momentum may not be as powerful as the huge blue phoenix bird above his head, and the majestic sword tide. However, the sword's heavy power is even more powerful.
win
Ninety-nine and eighty-one swords, almost every sword, carries the power of more than 500 elephants. Every time the two swords clash, the sound is heard for miles. The scattered sword energy and sword gang are even shot out on the ground.
Numerous potholes raise dust and gravel all around.
And just when the red sword shadow and the blue fire phoenix in the sky were frustrated by the eighty-one heavy swords, the momentum was slightly stagnant. Zhuang Wudao's figure was also oppressed by the continuous sword power.
, and fell to the ground again.
Facing the tens of millions of pieces of sword power, the magnetic sword circle around Zhuang Wudao has been suppressed to only a radius of three feet. Under the surging sword force, it has completely shrunk into one.
The group tried their best to resist. Only a series of sonorous sounds were heard, like rain hitting banana trees, continuously.
Seeing that the sword circle created by Zhuang Wudao was about to be broken into pieces by the red ones, Zhuang Wudao suddenly restrained his sword power, then slashed out violently, and soared into the sky again.
, a shrill white light shone in the sky and the earth at the same time.
"The stars change, the sword is drawn"
In an instant, thousands of sword energies followed Zhuang Wudao's sword light and slashed towards the sky.
After Yu Jian's sharp sword passed, the entire sky seemed to be split by the thunder apricot sword hairpin. The huge phoenix shadow and the sword light all over the sky were also cut off by Zhuang Wudao's sword without any suspense.
The left shoulder of the green-robed monk also flashed a flash of blood again. The Taoist robe was shattered, and a large amount of flesh and blood on the shoulder was cut off. The entire left arm was almost severed by Zhuang Wudao.
Fortunately, the green-robed monk retreated in time. With a flash, he flew back dozens of feet, far away from the place where Zhuang Wudao's sword was shrouded.
However, Zhuang Wudao's real killing was the Great Compassion Sword Qi. The second sword Qi injected into him, together with the remaining remnants of the previous green-robed monk's body, suddenly exploded in his body, overwhelming the green-robed monk's body.
Several bloody holes were opened and the clothes were stained red.
Zhuang Wudao squinted his eyes and had no intention of stopping. Even if the person in front of him was 90% likely to be a Jindan cultivator from Chiyin City, he didn't intend to give up just yet.
Now that he is in a life-and-death struggle, how can he be allowed to hesitate?
"Big Cracked Stone Sword"
He also uses a sword instead of a palm, relying on the Thousand Miles of Magnetic Killing that has not yet dissipated. Although Zhuang Wudao's sword is far less swift than the 'God-killing Style', it is still far beyond the realm of Qi training. And the sword's power is so strong,
Only below
The Great Sorrow Sword Qi in the green-robed monk's body exploded, his escape speed dropped sharply, and his figure almost stagnated in place. Seeing this sword coming, his pupils were filled with horror.
Then the figure disappeared, and the whole body turned into flames, allowing Zhuang Wudao's sword to pass through. The force of the heavy sword twisted the cold phoenix flame into pieces
However, there were still bits and pieces of fire scattered in all directions, and one of them fell hundreds of feet away. Then there was a "canopy" sound, and the flames rekindled, beating and burning again, and the figure of the green-robed monk appeared again.
"This is the mystical magical power recorded in Chiyinhuang's nerves. Unfortunately, Little Nirvana is not the magical power of life. He is not truly unscathed yet."
As soon as Yun'er finished saying this, a ball of blood foam spurted out from the mouth of the green-robed monk. The shape was indescribably sad and indescribable. However, the momentum did not diminish at all, but became even more violent. It almost broke through the realm of Qi training.
The real energy surged beyond the limit, overwhelming Zhuang Wudao, and he felt like he couldn't breathe.
"Okay, it's very good. Li Chenzhuang Wudao is indeed worthy of its reputation."
The green-robed monk said, "Hey," and then the anger and murderous intent in his eyes miraculously calmed down.
"You are not my opponent, but you do have the qualifications to compete with me. Fighting to the death here is not a wise move. How about letting it go? I only need six of the nine Blood Bodhisattva branches, and I will keep the Blood Bodhi branches.
But everything else can be yours."
Blood Bodhi o
Zhuang Wudao was wondering when he heard Yun'er chuckle and say: "This person must have admitted his mistake. Blood Bodhi is also a kind of Bodhi, similar to Dragon Beard Bodhi. However, the effect of Bodhi is far inferior, except for the
Copying a spiritual aperture can only increase a person's cultivation level by one year."
Zhuang Wudao was relieved when he heard this, then shook his head slightly and said to the green-robed monk: "Absolutely impossible"
Whether it was Blood Bodhi or Dragon Subhuti, he had no intention of giving in. Before this person made a sneak attack, the green-robed monk was willing to negotiate with him, and there was still the possibility of negotiating terms between the two. If they could reconcile, he
I don't want to conflict with a golden elixir.
But now that the two have made a move, and the man has been seriously injured in his hands, there is no possibility of peace.
"Stubborn"
The green-robed monk has a mask on his face, so his expression cannot be seen, but his neck is covered with a layer of green energy.
"Don't think about it anymore? If six is too much, then I only need five. If I really want to do it again, I will definitely kill you here at any cost."
"If you want to fight, fight and stop talking nonsense."
When he spoke, Zhuang Wudao's eyes also had a cold and murderous intent. At this moment, Yun'er said lightly in his consciousness: "Although this person has misunderstood, sooner or later he will learn about this."
What kind of tree is it? The branch of the dragon's whisker bodhi is a sacred object of Buddhism. If you get this thing, you can cultivate a lot.
By cultivating the great magical power of Buddhism, you can also refine it into a superb magic weapon. Only one seed of the Dragon-Subdued Bodhi can be used to practice Buddhism, saving thirty years of practice. If the sword master is willing to give these things to Buddhist disciples, it will be natural.
It doesn't matter. If you refuse, it will be a huge disaster, and the news must not be leaked."
"In other words, it is best to kill someone and silence them this time?" Zhuang Wudao asked in his mind.
"It's best that this is the case, but the sword master is still not this person's enemy."
"Then leave it to Yun'er."
Zhuang Wudao's expression was calm. Although the man in front of him had been hit hard by him repeatedly within dozens of breaths.
However, the golden elixir body has its own magic. Even if it is suppressed to the foundation-building state, it can recover most of the injuries in an instant.
In fact, his strength has not been reduced much. He only needs to regroup and still be able to overwhelm him.
"Shall I do it?"
Yun'er was not surprised, but there was a bit of complaint in his tone: "Sword Master, you have left me a mess now. You have almost used up all your trump cards."
After having used so many mystical powers, if it were her, just one divine move could inflict heavy damage on this person. With one sword drawing move, there was a 99% certainty that she would be able to kill this golden elixir monk.
life
"Isn't there still a life-and-death farewell? It also opened my eyes -"
Zhuang Wudao had a look of anticipation in his eyes. He also wanted to see what would happen if this Great Compassion Sword was wielded in Yun'er's hands.
Although he had tried his best before and could not seriously injure the unknown monk in green robes, Zhuang Wudao did not regret it.
He always wanted to see how these high-ranking golden elixir cultivators were different from him now, and where they were so clever. He was confident that after this battle, his progress in boxing and swordsmanship would surely reach a thousand miles.
Waves of heat surged out from within the sword's orifice. Instead of Zhuang Wudao's consciousness, he began to take control of his body.
But just when Yun'er really took control of the Thunder Apricot Sword Hairpin, the green-robed monk suddenly let out a muffled groan. His whole figure disappeared and slid backwards quickly. He came and left just as fast.
, Yu Jianlili was already thousands of feet away in an instant.
"Let's give up on those Blood Bodhi Seeds for today. I will get them from you sooner or later. Shu, I will naturally teach you to regret them for the rest of your life."
When he finished speaking, the figure of the green-robed monk had already disappeared into the mist. He entered the range of the visual barrier and disappeared completely.
Yun'er was stunned and stood there, dumbfounded for a while. Zhuang Wudao also felt a tightness in his chest, as if he had made a full stance and punched with all his strength, but hit the empty space.
"This person's escape method should be Chiyin Luo Xiao Escape, which is extremely profound and superb. The sword master's Magnetic Escape may not be inferior to this person, but when it comes to endurance, it is far inferior. I can't help it.
It’s—”
While speaking, Yun'er also dissipated the heat and retreated into the sword aperture again.
Zhuang Wudao, on the other hand, frowned and looked at the direction this person was leaving with puzzled eyes.
"Retreating without fighting, what kind of mystery is this person doing?"
I was so entangled in my heart that I thought I could definitely kill this person, but he managed to escape on the spur of the moment. I was also worried that this person would leak the news that he had obtained Longsubhuti.