Over the Shiling Island, Zhuang Wudao also spit out a mouthful of blood foam, and the unstoppable blood overflowed from the corner of his lips. This Yin-Yang Tribulation is far beyond his current realm. Fortunately, this swordsmanship is actually not
Incomplete, he cannot make the complete Yin and Yang disaster now.
However, this incomplete sword style has already displaced his lungs and almost severely damaged him. Even if he has Xuantian Guizhan Qi, a golden body, and a Su Ren divine body, it still cannot support him.
For him, this sword was a loss-making loss. Fortunately, Zhenyi's current situation is a hundred times worse than him.
Looking up, Zhenyi in his vision had fallen from a height of four thousand feet. His face was like gold paper, and the holes in his chest were even more terrifying. His eyes were closed, as if he had already fallen into a coma.
Not only was the lungs broken, but this punch directly hit Zhen Yi Yuanshen. If it weren't for the last moment, because Zhuang Wudao's subsequent strength was not continued, the great monk would have fallen directly.
And the three sacred towers of the four images of Ten Thousand Buddhas, the four images of the Golden Light Wheel, were even more chaotic, and countless Buddhist teachings descended at the same time and descended towards Zhenyi. They tried to use the technique of recovery to restore the
, helping Shizuichi recover from his injuries.
Zhuang Wudao was sure of this at this time, but he had already won the battle of resolving life and death in this Shiling Island. No one knew better than him that the killing of this punch, the Yin-Yang Tribulation.
Even without the blessing of the war soul, there will never be more than ten people in this world who can take this punch and never die. They will escape without any injury.
He will never be worthy of the sect as the master hopes.
Zhuang Wudao only felt a great feeling in his heart, carrying it in his heart, the heavy burden and pressure, and the guilt and self-blame and anxiety. It seemed that he had finally vented a little.
Li Chen's rise and prosperity will not change due to his incompetence in the next few hundred years.
But the guilt was gone, but the sadness could not be suppressed anymore. Zhuang Wudao's eyes were red, looking at the direction where Zhenyi fell like a meteor.
Some people don’t want to look back, and don’t dare to look back, just because they know that the end of this battle is the time when the Dharma is extinguished. He even wishes that time will be locked in this moment forever.
After just three breaths, Zhuang Wudao heard Ling Huaying's heart-wrenching roar behind him.
A huge aura suddenly rushed up from the Ziwu Xuanyang ship. At the same time, it triggered a disaster, and a dazzling lightning light came down from the sky.
Zhuang Wudao's eyes were suddenly uncontrollable, uncontrollable.
It's the master
The breath sensed behind him was clearly Ling Huaying. He had already entered the realm of the soul under the excitement of his mood. The qi and sympathy caused the arrival of heavenly thunder.
However, the opportunity is the method of separating the mind at this moment, and the soul shadow has begun to float away and be broken.
All the Mahayana Buddhas can kill all the Mahayana Buddhas, and all the ones should die of the Liaoyuan Temple Zhenyi and Liaoyuan Temple, which can be annoying or hateful or killed.
All monks in this temple should be killed and killed
At this moment, the killing sword intent left by the sword immortal's battle soul once again filled his heart.
There was no intention of stopping Zhen when he let him go. At this moment, he was even more determined to kill Zhuang Wudao, just waited for the injury in his body to recover slightly and suppress his blood and energy, and then took action.
When the Taixiao Yin and Yang Sword came out, it was the strongest magical power he mastered at this moment.
Great compassion in heaven and earth, separation of life and death
The sword comes out of black and white, with the power to control life and death, and the void transforms. Wherever it passes, the earth is dry up and the plants wither.
However, just as these two Yin and Yang swords were about to cut off one head of Zhen. A sword force spread to the void.
"Fellow Taoist has won, please stop at the right time."
‘A loud bang, the vast sword force was so powerful that it directly gathered Zhuang Wudao’s sword that had accumulated his lifelong cultivation and forcibly dispersed.
Zhuang Wudao let out a muffled groan. But in just one fight, I already knew who the person was. The sword path in Tianyi Cultivation Realm was not prosperous, but he could practice sword control skills to the distance and be better than sword path.
There is only one.
——The best person in the world and the best sword in the world
Many rankings of the Tianji Monument were all formulated by the Heavenly King who refined this object. When this peerless immortal king made the ranking, he could be said to be at will. It was only because there were few monks who practiced boxing, less than eleven, so
The fist, finger, palm and legs are all integrated into one, and it is determined to be the boxing list.
There are many people practicing swords and cultivating swords, so they clearly control all kinds of magic weapons and weapons, but they have to set many lists separately for swords, spears, swords, halberds, and needles.
However, in the Tianyi Realm, the sword Taoist list has never been valued. There is only one person for tens of thousands of years. With the status of the world's number one sword, he surpassed many sword and fist practitioners in the Tianyi Realm. He was in the first and second hundred years.
Zhuang Wudao had no timidity in his heart, only the anger that was added to Yushe.'The Taixiao Yin and Yang Sword scattered and reunited again, and it was another sword-drawing style. The mysterious technique lowered half of the level of life and death, but its momentum was
More domineering and domineering aura, leaping across thousands of miles
"Are you dissatisfied? It's right. If you stop you from killing him, your fellow Taoist will definitely feel dissatisfied. However, I said that you should stop at the right time, so you will not be able to stop—"
The moon-white sword light flashed through the void. The sword energy that Zhuang Wudao cut out was divided into two again, and then slashed and suppressed one by one. Then there was another huge sword force, also from
Thousands of miles away came across the sky, locking Zhuang Wudao away.
The power is also far less than that of him, only 70% of Zhuang Wudao's. However, the Void Avenue that he integrated into was too powerful, even surpassing the Great Monk Zhenyi.
When the sword force hit, Zhuang Wudao felt that his blood and blood were almost solidified. He tried his best to fight with his soul power, but it was like a swaying shaking a big tree and shattering thousands of miles away.
Everything was broken under the pressure of this sword force.
Apart from Zhuang Wudao's divine thoughts, he was born with a fighting soul and was oppressed by the aura of not afraid of high-level cultivators. But at this moment, he could not raise any strength in his body, and he could not even accurately control his body.
A clear thought or premonition arose in my mind.
If you take action again, you will definitely die. Once the other party takes action, you will definitely not show mercy.
Gripping his teeth, Zhuang Wudao held up the powerful sword force, still standing in the air, with his waist and back straightened, and his sword force was still extremely strong.
He didn't want to admit defeat and would never want to retreat in front of the sword force, even if his opponent was the number one Mu Yuanxuan, who was the world's number one
I felt humiliated in my heart and was also full of anger
He is not a person who can't bear to swallow his anger. He has been living in Yuecheng for ten years and has long known the principle of enduring humiliation and burdening heavy burdens. But today, in the face of the Dharma, he is unwilling to bow to anyone.
He will definitely kill this sword without regrets
But thousands of miles away, the sword had clearly gathered to the extreme, but it was still hovering in the air and unable to move.
The sword force rushed forward, like a blade in his throat. The moment the sword moves, it is the time when his head falls.
The gap between the two sides was not so great, but at this moment, it was because he and Monk Zhen fought hard, and his injuries were stopped.
So much so that under the pressure of this sword, even if Zhuang Wudao had gathered all his strength, he still could not support him.
"Sword Master, how about let me help you?"
A hot stream suddenly rose from behind the sword orifice.
"Um?"
Zhuang Wudao came back to his senses, but a strange feeling appeared in his heart. The heat flow of the sword spirit surged out, but it did not mean to control his body for him.
"This poem, the master of the sword can follow me. When I came out to express my true name, who can be worthy of the same age for thousands of years? I will die before I can fulfill my ambitions, and I will keep my old friends full of tears—"