Long Xiaoshan roared in, his blood wings spread out, like a huge sword, slashing hard at the Dharma King of the Sun.
In an instant, golden light flashed.
The eight heavenly dragons screamed and roared, one by one like bubbles, and the Great Sun Dharma King spurted out a mouthful of golden blood, which ejected like a cannonball. A huge slash appeared on his chest, which was deep enough to see the bones, and the golden blood continued.
ooze.
Everyone couldn't help but be shocked.
The Great Sun Dharma King cultivated the Buddhist golden body and condensed the essence flower. His physical strength was almost unrivaled in the world. It is said that when the Great Sun Dharma King encountered a train derailment in the Western Regions, he directly used his great supernatural powers to withstand the out-of-control train with his physical body.
The train shows how powerful its body is.
However, the almost indestructible King of the Sun could not withstand Long Xiaoshan's attack.
Not to mention others.
He quickly used his most powerful protective method.
Boom!
Everyone heard a loud sound like a roaring fighter plane.
Bang!
A man crashed into the ground from a high altitude like a meteor, and a small mushroom cloud rose into the sky. Everyone saw Xiao Zhenshan sinking into the ground after taking a blow from Long Xiaoshan, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
"No, we must not let him continue to fight like this. He is too fast. We can only be beaten passively. We must limit his speed."
"I'll do it!"
Suddenly, Zhang Daoyi flew up into the sky and held out an earth-yellow pagoda-shaped magic weapon. As soon as the pagoda soared, it became more than ten meters high and hung high in the sky. The pagoda was filled with streaks of water-like yellow light.
Spreading out like ripples.
In an instant, a yellow field with a radius of two to three hundred meters was formed, and everyone was enveloped in it.
The closer you get to the pagoda, the stronger the yellow light becomes.
"Come on, this is the Chongyuan Tower, you can restrict him." Zhang Daoyi greeted everyone.
At this time, a blood shadow shot out from the void, heading straight towards Zhang Daoyi. As soon as the blood shadow touched the yellow light, it was like an ordinary person entering water from the air, being squeezed by a huge force, and his figure slowed down significantly.
Coming down, although it is still very fast, the figure can already be captured.
The closer the blood shadow gets to Zhang Daoyi, the stronger it is squeezed by the yellow light, and its speed becomes slower and slower.
"He's too slow, kill him!"
Zhang Daoyi and others are all powerful people.
When you see this opportunity, take action immediately.
"Sword light differentiation!"
Buzz!
Xu Changqing held the sword technique in his hand, his eyes shot out a cold light like a sharp sword, his big sleeves were fluttering, and the flying sword hanging in the sky immediately divided into nine paths, and shot towards Long Xiaoshan with extremely sharp sword energy. Long Xiaoshan roared,
His punches were like wind, and in the blink of an eye, dense fist lights formed in front of him.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
Fist and flying sword keep colliding!
There was a clashing sound like a torrential rain!
"The white crane spreads its wings!"
Li Yunshen raised his hands, flapped his wings like a white crane and soared into the sky. He landed on the top of Long Xiaoshan and raised his hand to peck!
Long Xiaoshan raised his hand, bent his fingers, grabbed Li Yunshen's wrist, and wanted to crush him. Li Yunshen turned his wrist, like a loach, to remove Long Xiaoshan's power. At the same time, Long Xiaoshan seemed to be trapped by himself around Li Yunshen's wrist.
The force brought the balance out of balance.
Li Yunshen is the master of the Tai Chi sect. He is a direct disciple of Yang Luchan, the number one master of Tai Chi in the late Qing Dynasty. He is now the leader of the Tai Chi sect. His skill may not be the highest among those present, but he has fully demonstrated the transformation of yin and yang in Tai Chi.
The body moves around like a white cloud.
Close to Long Xiaoshan's figure, his palms were flying, sometimes as light as a swallow, sometimes as heavy as a mountain.
"Hold the bird's tail!"
"Heaven-Shaking Hammer!"
"Crosshands!"
Li Yunshen is worthy of being the master of Tai Chi. With one palm, there are thousands of changes, including gravity, release of force, borrowing force to strike, four or two movements of a thousand pounds. He has evolved the essence of Tai Chi to the fullest.
Long Xiaoshan fought with him. Although his strength overwhelmed the opponent, he did not pose an effective threat at all. On the contrary, his body was often driven off the center of gravity by the opponent's Tai Chi power. Although he could stabilize quickly, but in the competition between masters, a single mistake would easily
It's enough to cause eternal hatred.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
At the moment Long Xiaoshan lost his balance.
Then he was hit several times by Xu Changqing with his flying sword.
Although it was blocked by Long Xiaoshan's powerful body, the power of the flying sword was not trivial. Even Long Xiaoshan's crystal red blood scales had cracks, and Zhang Daoyi blasted out a series of sky thunders with a snap of his fingers.
Even though Long Xiaoshan's physical body was not afraid of thunder bombings, every explosion left him paralyzed for a moment.
There is also Master Qiongying, whose water-splitting thorns are like poisonous dragons, shooting from all directions.
For a time, Long Xiaoshan was hit frequently.
Sparks and thunder continued to explode.
Under the suppression of Chongyuan Tower.
Long Xiaoshan was besieged by four people and finally lost.
Poof!
A ray of sword light passed by his face. Long Xiaoshan's body was covered with blood scales, but the acupuncture points on his head were not lit, so it was the "weak point" of his defense. The flying sword grazed his cheek, immediately bringing out a cloud of blood.
Blood.
Xu Changqing's eyes lit up and he shouted: "Hit his weak point, attack his head."
The four of them are all top masters. Their strength may not be as strong as Long Xiaoshan, but they have lived for hundreds of years, experienced countless battles, and have richer combat experience than Long Xiaoshan.
Cooperating with Wu Jianxia, he frequently used his killing moves to attack Long Xiaoshan's head.
Just a few moments.
Long Xiaoshan was hit several more times on the head.
Blood stained his face red.
"Long Xiaoshan, if you surrender and are willing to go to the Bloodwood Cliff to face the wall, we will spare your life, otherwise today will be the day of your death." Xu Changqing said calmly.
"It's up to you to have fun, laugh, ah——"
A huge force suddenly rushed out of Long Xiaoshan's body, and then another deep green flame ignited on his body. This green flame was like a dark blue gem, and it was the power of true essence.
Long Xiaoshan was now at the peak of the ninth level of Qi refining. Not only did he have one more drop of true energy, but he was also more condensed than before. As soon as the power of true energy burned up, Long Xiaoshan's power surged, and he punched directly.
The violent true energy rushed out like a mighty storm.
"Not good." Li Yunshen's face changed wildly as soon as he came into contact with that power. Although the power of Tai Chi can defeat the weak and overcome the strong, it must be within a certain range of strength, just like two adults with a strength difference of
You can still accept it within a few times, but if you are a three-year-old child, no matter how profound your skills are, it is absolutely impossible to shake an adult strong man.
Because the difference is too big.
Long Xiaoshan's violent true energy has exceeded the limit that Li Yunshen can draw on.
The violent force hit Li Yunshen. Although he tried his best to remove the force, the extremely violent true energy was still ravaged through his body. With crackling sounds, Li Yunshen's hand bones were broken into seven or eight pieces, and his body seemed to have been hit by a sledgehammer.
, flew out horizontally.
Without Li Yunshen's restraint.
Long Xiaoshan raised his hand to hold the flying sword that was stabbing him fiercely. He roared, his hands stirred up the flying sword, and with a click, the flying sword broke into two pieces.
Poof!
Xu Changqing's face turned scarlet and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
