No wonder everyone would have this question, the appearance of Monk Fanbang was so representative, and when he held it up with one palm, the purple-gold halo was like a dream, and in a trance, all the knights could actually see every word in the scripture.
The text emerged from the void.
Shangyangzi obviously did not expect this result. Although he was mentally prepared for the fact that there was something wrong with this "Xuantian Cult Leader", he did not expect that there was a monk under the black robe.
Monk Fanbang held up the purple-gold nimbus with his palms. The ten "Xuantian Cult Protectors" standing behind him also removed their disguises at this moment. In the exclamation of everyone, the true forms of these protectors under the black robes were actually
Foreigners.
Ten foreign monks flew over, palm to palm, and formed a circle to surround Shang Yangzi. These people were chanting foreign scriptures, and circles of purple and gold light came from them.
The circle rises, and the hemispherical cage-like light curtain slowly takes shape.
At this moment, the Xuantian Sect's ambitions have been fully exposed. The other party did not come for any fight at all. They came here just to keep the Wudang Great Elder.
"The devil has no faith! Let's all come together! Rescue Taoist Master Shangyangzi!" Master Chimei shouted and took the lead to kill.
After him, Su Xiuxiu, the head of Emei, and Yuan Muhan, the head of Kunlun, both drew their swords and killed the Xuantian cultists opposite.
As for the two masters of Wudang, Si Luochao and Song Yangui, they had already joined the battle when the guardians revealed their true bodies.
The scene was in chaos. The Thousand-faced Dharma King looked at Shang Yangzi who was trapped by the formation and laughed triumphantly. With a wave of his hand, countless Xuantian Sect disciples poured out from the surrounding mountains and forests.
"Xuantian Sect——! You have made this idea a long time ago, right!" Yuan Mu asked coldly as he saw his disciples being beaten back by the masters of Xuantian Sect.
The Thousand-faced Dharma King laughed loudly, and sneered in a mocking tone: "It's you who are stupid! Do you really think that just a little bit can make the leader give in? What a joke! If it weren't for setting up this situation, I would kill you all in one fell swoop.
, you should have reunited under the underworld seven days ago!"
As the Thousand-faced Dharma King finished his arrogant words, the real protectors of the Xuantian Sect also appeared one after another. These people caught Zhengdao off guard.
At this moment, the biggest supporter of the righteous side, Wudang Great Elder Shang Yangzi, has been trapped by Fan Monk's formation, but the demonic side, Thousand-faced Dharma King, still has some remaining strength.
Don't think that this guy is just a showman because he was killed by Yoko just as easily as he killed a chicken. In fact, Thousand-faced Dharma King's martial arts are quite high. Even if he has a broken arm, he is still the top person in the world.
Although compared with Shang Yangzi, the Thousand-faced Dharma King is no match at all, but facing this group of juniors, he is a mountain that these people cannot cross despite their best efforts.
The situation soon developed towards irreversible collapse. The Xuantian Sect's top ten Dharma protectors and countless masters were on par with the righteous knights, but the existence of the Thousand-faced Dharma King completely tipped the balance towards the demonic side.
He is like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, killing pigs and dogs. It is like entering a deserted land with no enemy in front of him.
"Hahaha - old man! Today I will let you know the consequences of provoking this Dharma King!"
The bloodthirsty eyes of the Thousand-faced Dharma King fell on the Wudang disciples in the battle. He looked back at Shang Yangzi who was still trapped in the formation. He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and said arrogantly: "What are you doing today?"
Disciples, disciples, and grandchildren, this Dharma King will not let any of them go!"
As he spoke, the Thousand-faced Dharma King rolled up and turned into a filthy tornado soaring into the sky, and then slammed into the Wudang battle.
He smashed the ground with his foot, causing the Wudang disciples to stagger. Then, at the moment when the opponent's body was unstable, both palms came out, and dark light shot out like raindrops. Suddenly, the sky was filled with blood mist, and screams were heard.
.
When Si Luochao saw this, the anger in his eyes could no longer be extinguished. He forcibly escaped from the battle and rushed to the Thousand-faced Dharma King. Even if he hit the stone with an egg, he would never be able to make the other party continue to be so unscrupulous.
Thousand-faced Dharma King looked at Si Luochao and laughed disdainfully: "How dare you come to block the way of this Dharma King!"
After the words fell, Thousand-faced Dharma King pushed with his right palm, and a stream of turbidity rushed and roared towards Si Luochao.
Even though the latter knew he was outmatched, there was a fellow disciple of Wudang behind him. He had no choice but to retreat, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and gather all his energy to resist.
Si Luochao struck with a sword, and the blooming sword was like a mud dragon entering the sea. It was soaked by the turbid current at a speed visible to the naked eye. Si Luochao's face turned pale little by little, and his feet slid out of two deep ravines on the ground.
, the body shape could not be restrained and was forced backward.
“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”
The King of Thousand Faces sneered, and with a wave of his hand, the power of the turbid current suddenly increased several times, and was about to completely submerge Si Luochao.
At the critical moment of life and death, three rays of sword energy suddenly descended from the sky, like three nails, stuck firmly in the turbid current, and firmly fixed the arrogant wild wave more than ten feet away.
Si Luochao, who was finally able to breathe, breathed a sigh of relief. Then he looked back in surprise and saw three Taoists walking through the air. The long swords in their hands vibrated together, and the sword energy fell from the sky, completely destroying the turbid current.
disperse.
When everyone was shocked, Si Luochao also shouted gratefully: "Thank you three fellow Taoists for saving me!"
The Thousand-faced Dharma King's offensive was blocked, and his face gradually turned cold. He looked at the three Taoists and said in a cold voice: "Yushu, Konggu, Guiyun and the three heroes of Qingcheng are all here, ha!"
The visitors were none other than the leader of the Qingcheng Sect and his two junior brothers. As soon as the three of them appeared on the stage, they acted with force and greatly enhanced the prestige of the Righteous Way.
At this moment, Master Yushu stood up and stared at Thousand-faced Dharma King with cold eyes and said: "Thousand-faced Dharma King, your Xuantian Sect has taken action against my Taoist disciples without authorization. Have you ever asked us about the sword in our hands?"
"Ha!" Thousand-faced Dharma King sneered, and he said without hesitation: "So what if all the masters of the Qingcheng Sect have arrived. I, the Xuantian Sect, have done what I have done today, so I am not afraid of you coming. Whoever wants to die, just come up!"
"Then let the three of us come and learn the skills of Xuantian Dharma King first."
Taoist Master Konggu said coldly, and then the sword light in his hand flickered, and the flying sword energy turned into streams of light and passed through the leaders. Thirteen sword lights fell like a lock in the sky, surrounding the Thousand-faced Dharma King.
"Fancy."
The Thousand-faced Dharma King sneered, and then struck out with a palm. The terrifying palm force shattered the sword light, and came straight towards the empty valley. At this time, Taoist Master Guiyun took action.
His long sword drew circles in front of him, arc-shaped lights and shadows flickering in and out, and all the palms of the Thousand-faced Dharma King hit them, and they all turned invisible.
Then, Master Yushu stepped into the air with one step, and the long sword in his hand fell into three rays of light and shadow. Thousand-faced Dharma King struck out with a palm, and was actually locked by these three sword energies, pulling his body into the three people's bodies.
Surrounded.
With the exchange of eyes between the three of them, three different strands of true energy attacked at the Thousand-faced Dharma King. The latter stood still and punched out his palms to the left and right. The turbid current turned into a round wave. He took this time