At this moment, the sky and the earth were gloomy, and the wind and clouds were roaring.
The moment the bloody demon sword was unsheathed, there seemed to be countless ghosts crying and howling.
Lin Huang used all his killing moves and collided with Liu Cangsheng's countless sword slaves, turning the entire sky into a battlefield of casualties.
The sword energy is annihilated.
The sword light disappeared.
The sword slave turned into powder.
The heavy snow was strangled into smoke.
The sword wings were broken.
A broken nasal passage.
The entire battlefield in the sky was swept by endless storms.
In Baizhan City, everyone looked up and saw that they were all clay and wood sculptures. This kind of battle was no longer comparable to the simple Battle of Wuhou.
Even an ordinary King of Martial Arts battle would not be capable of such terrifying killings.
And in that storm that fills the sky, I don’t know how it will end.
In the void, the golden-clothed holy king from the Dongtian Divine Sect was sensing everything in the battle, with an angry look on his face. He moved forward, but found that the void in front of him seemed to be separated from him by a chasm.
No matter what, I can't get out.
This is not only true for the Golden-Clothed Saint King, but also for everyone else.
Above the clouds, the handsome monk looked at everything below with curiosity, laughed happily, and then asked Song Hanshan beside him, "Who is the master of this boy below? I want to fight with him!"
Song Hanshan shook his head.
The monk curled his lips, then looked at the five-star deacon of Tianji Pavilion in Baizhan City, "Then tell me!"
The five-star deacon of Tianji Pavilion also shook his head.
"Your taste is too bad!"
The monk shook his head disdainfully, without any sign of Buddha nature, "Since you don't know, then the poor monk can just think to himself, there are only a few people who are more powerful than the poor monk, and there is always one of them!"
Song Hanshan's eyebrows trembled slightly.
Under the clouds, the storm gradually subsided, and it seemed that the battle between the two had come to an end.
I saw a young man in white clothes stained with blood slowly walking out of the dark smoke.
Holding a bloody demon knife in one hand.
Holding Liu Cangsheng's head in one hand.
Like a bloody Shura, reappearing between heaven and earth.
Up and down in the void, everyone's expressions froze...
The leaders of several major forces were slightly shocked. They did not expect that Lin Huang would actually kill Liu Cangsheng again and kill King Wu with the title of Wuhou.
And this Martial King is no ordinary Martial King.
But one of the Nine God Sons of the Mainland.
However, just when Lin Huang appeared holding Liu Cangsheng's head, a young man in purple clothes walked out of the void again, with a handsome expression.
The young man in purple is Liu Cangsheng.
He looked at his head being held up by Lin Huang, his mind filled with piercing murderous intent. Then, Liu Cangsheng raised his head to look at the clouds and said:
"I dare to ask who the senior is and why he wants to help Lin Huang and hinder my battle to achieve enlightenment!"
Above the clouds, the monk scratched his head and asked Song Hanshan beside him, "Am I hindering his battle to achieve enlightenment?"
Song Hanshan shook his head and didn't know how to answer.
The monk smiled, glanced at Liu Cangsheng, and said with a smile: "All conditioned dharma should be viewed in this way... Can you take care of it if the poor monk is willing?"
Liu Cangsheng's eyes pierced, and his heart suddenly became angry. He threatened in a low voice: "Father, Mr. Liu!"
"That's it..."
The monk was sitting on Yunduan Mountain, kicking his legs, "Is that the guy who was kicked into the cesspit by a poor monk when he was twenty years old? We haven't seen him for many years. It is said that his fate was changed by Old Man Tianji against the will of heaven. He is no longer what he was back then.
Did you kill him? No, no, this poor monk needs to go to the Dongtian Divine Sect sometime and kick him again!"
Liu Cangsheng suddenly choked with anger, the murderous intent in his eyes became more and more intense, and he stared at the clouds coldly, "If seniors stop this young master's battle to prove his truth, I believe my father will suddenly come!"
"No, no, no...he can't come!"
The monk immediately waved his hands and laughed happily, "There is a group of people who have had enough to eat and have nothing to do. They are discussing how to join forces to kill Xiao Yishan. Your father is one of them, so he can't come! What should we do?
"
"So, senior must stop this young master's battle for enlightenment?"
Liu Cangsheng's hissing sound was like the roar of an evil wolf. He moved his gaze towards the Golden-Clothed Saint King, only to see the latter shaking his head with a solemn expression.
"The poor monk will not stop anyone from achieving enlightenment, but you have died twice in a row, so you can stop practicing enlightenment for the time being and take it easy. And after dying twice, your realm has risen to the third level of the King of Martial Arts."
, to bully a person from the seventh heaven of Wuhou, what the hell...is he called a Bodhisattva?"
The monk said with a smile.
In the sky, Lin Huang also looked up at the clouds, thinking that the invisible monk must be extremely cute.
So kind.
"Senior, after today, I'll treat you to a drink!"
Lin Huang climbed up the pole.
"The poor monk is a monk and doesn't drink...ordinary wine. The last time I drank, I snatched it from Li Taixuan. The last time I drank, it was because of old man Tianji. The last time I drank, I was...
Expelled from the division!"
The monk narrowed his eyes and smiled.
Lin Huang's tone suddenly stagnated, how could anyone answer this?
Liu Cangsheng's expression became more and more icy, "Since senior wants to stop me today, I will take over today. In the future, the eight tribes of Dongtian Divine Sect will definitely visit senior."
As he spoke, Liu Cangsheng rolled up his sleeves, ignored the monk above the clouds, and walked towards the forest wasteland.
Every step is full of murderous intent.
King Wu's triple heavenly power completely suppressed all directions.
Lin Huang frowned, and the bloody demon knife in his hand appeared in front of him again, with a wary expression.
Above the cloud, the monk scratched his head, then touched the wrist of his left hand with his right hand.
On the monk's left wrist, there is a string of Buddhist beads, which are made up of 108 bodhi seeds the size of date stones connected in series. They look very ordinary.
The beads are also decorated with bright yellow tassels made of three thousand bodhi whiskers.
Looking down at Lin Huang who was beginning to retreat before the confrontation, the monk slowly took off the beads from his wrist.
At this moment, the five-star deacon in Baizhan City spoke again, his expression became extremely serious, "Please let me go, Lord Buddha!"
Um?
The monk frowned and stared at the tense-looking five-star deacon below. The prayer beads he was about to let go of returned to his hand again and he did not throw them away.
Under the gloomy sky, the war breaks out again.
This time, Liu Cangsheng's strength once again underwent earth-shaking changes.
"Don't you want to kill me, young master? I still have four lives to play with you. I don't know how many lives you, a bitch, have!"
Liu Cangsheng stared down at Lin Huang with an indifferent expression.
Lin Huang folded his sleeves, looked at Liu Cansheng who was high above him, grabbed the bloody demon knife, and violently charged towards Liu Cansheng.
"kill!"
In the void, Lin Huang's long roar sounded.
Bang...
But in an instant, before Lin Huang could get close to Liu Cangsheng, he was kicked away by the latter.
Liu Cangsheng looked leisurely, holding a long sword in his hand and killing Lin Huang again.
Keng Keng Keng Keng.
In the void, the clanging sound of swords constantly sounded, and there were scenes of Lin Huang being knocked away.
The young man who had been seriously injured before had his wounds criss-crossed and dripping with blood at this moment, turning into a bloody man.
In just a moment, a long sword in Liu Cangsheng's hand suddenly enlarged and turned into a shape of more than ten feet. It was golden in color and filled with endless majesty. It was like a mountain falling down, directly suppressing Lin Huang.
"Kneel down!"
Liu Cangsheng held a long sword in his hand and shouted fiercely, showing his majesty.
"puff……"
Lin Huang was pressed down by the giant golden sword until he vomited blood.
With a click, Lin Huang's leg bones broke and his body bent down.
Liu Cangsheng's eyes became more and more stern, and the power of the golden giant sword in his hand increased again, "Who do you think you are, just a homeless wild dog. I ask you to kneel down, but I still think highly of you!"
"Kneel down!"
Liu Cangsheng shouted angrily again, and the power of the golden giant sword in his hand increased again.
"Ahem..."
Lin Huang coughed violently, his whole body was crushed, and he fell to the ground on one knee.
Just when Lin Huang was kneeling on the ground, the storm between heaven and earth surged, causing everyone in Baizhan City to frown.
When he raised his head, he saw that Liu Cangsheng's aura was rising steadily at this moment.
Above the clouds, the monk frowned. At this moment, the wind and clouds were gathering, and Liu Cangsheng's aura was rising steadily, indicating that the latter had won the battle for enlightenment.
The monk twisted the beads in his hand and wanted to throw them out, but found that the five-star deacon of Tianji Pavilion was staring at him coldly, and he suddenly felt a little dizzy.
Just as the monk was hesitating, Lin Huang, who was kneeling on one knee under the pressure of Liu Cangsheng's giant sword in the sky, suddenly raised his head.
Lin Huang looked miserable at the moment, but there was a touch of calmness and calmness on his face.
Those eyes were full of dominance.
Deep and unruly.
Looking down at the world.
His voice was low, but it was like Huang Zhongda Lu shaking the world, saying: "There is a way in the heaven and earth, and the human heart will never be destroyed for all eternity. You treat me like an ant, and you... in my eyes, you are nothing more than my foothold in the wilderness of Beilin for eternity.
It’s just a stone!”
Lin Huang finished speaking.
The mountains and rivers between heaven and earth are in turmoil.
Storms and clouds are gathering.
The sound of the avenue fell.
At this moment, the billions of mountains and rivers in the Cangqiong Continent also shook...