In the Shaolin Temple, everyone looked up and looked at the continuously rippling and twisting wheel of light, each with a look of horror on his face.
"How could this happen? Why was the formation broken?"
"Amitabha, does God really want to destroy our Shaolin Temple?"
"Brothers, fight with those monsters!"
In the courtyard behind the Main Hall, Xinghong looked blank, staring blankly at the increasingly weak light wheel in the air, "How could this happen? Why was the holy talisman broken? How could it be broken?"
The master Qingxuan on the side is breathing rapidly, and the holy talisman is broken. Can the Shaolin Temple still withstand the road to hell?
"It must be because of the crack just now!" Xinghong clenched his fists and turned to look at Master Qingxuan, wishing he could punch him.
Facing Xing Hongshen's cold gaze, Master Qingxuan was not afraid. Shaolin Temple had reached such a state, how could it dare to offend him, the venerable master of Shushan Secret Realm?
"broken!"
Tian Kuixing's face showed excitement, and mysterious lines were reflected in his eyes, "It is indeed a holy talisman. If I hadn't obtained a broken holy talisman in my early years, I might not have been able to use that gap to remove it."
The internal lines are completely disintegrated.”
"boom!!!"
As the halo of light that shrouded the Shaolin Temple became weaker and weaker, Ding Peng's eyes in mid-air were like lightning, and the black and white energy surged around him. He held the Dark Death Sword and the Bright Sword in both hands, and stepped out with a sudden step, "Magic Sword Cut!"
!!”
"Buzz!!!"
The dark death knife and the light life knife seemed to merge together, black and white turned into gray, and an unparalleled sword force cut down like the stars in the sky that day.
"Crack!!!"
Under the gaze of everyone, Ding Peng is like a sword demon that has traveled across time and space from ancient times. The originally hard and indestructible light wheel is like a broken egg, with cracks appearing and spreading in all directions.
Almost instantly, the entire halo was covered with cracks, and finally turned into a golden holy talisman, falling towards the Buddha statue in the center of the Main Hall.
"kill!!!"
Without any hesitation, Ding Peng rose from the sky, with black and white sword energy woven around his body, as if he had turned into a meat grinder. With him as the center, everything in a radius of thirty meters was annihilated.
"Damn evildoer, I will fight with you!" Yuan Ning's whole body was covered with golden light, and he used his immortal golden body, as if cast from gold, and rushed towards Ding Peng first.
At the same time, Fire Cloud Evil God, Zombie Old Demon, and Li Jiancheng also fell from the sky.
The old demon Zombie blinked his eyes, pulled Li Jiancheng, and said: "Follow the old demon, let's go to the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion first."
Li Jiancheng's eyes lit up and he nodded quickly. Shaolin Temple has existed for thousands of years, and there are countless unique skills stored in its Scripture Pavilion.
As for the Fire Cloud Evil God, his expression was calm and he calmly rushed towards the Shaolin Temple monks who were rushing towards him not far away.
Thousands of meters high in the sky, the void was distorted, and Ye Feng's figure emerged. He looked at the Shaolin Temple below, his eyes were filled with light, and he whispered to himself, "Beidou, the great Taishan of the Chinese cultivation world, was destroyed by me just like that? It seems a bit simple, right?
!”
"boom!!!!"
Suddenly, a soaring sword intent rose from the distant sky. Looking from a distance, it looked like a huge white lotus, covering the sky and the sun, containing everything.
"I knew it!"
Ye Feng curled his lips, not surprised at the sudden appearance of the peerless swordsman.
Shaolin Temple can stand for thousands of years, but will it have no allies?
"Xia Ke Island?"
With a flash of light in his eyes, Ye Feng couldn't help but laugh as he stared at the mighty sword intent sweeping over him.
For more than two thousand years in the Tianbei Divine Tomb, although it was an illusion, it reflected the real world. Ye Feng learned about China's hidden strength in it.
Therefore, after feeling the vast sword intent in the distance, he instantly guessed the opponent's whereabouts.
Eight hundred miles away from the Shaolin Temple, a young man was wearing a snow-white gown, with swords flying across his feet. He was like an immortal descending into the world, and every move he made contained great power.
Looking at the Shaolin Temple, the young man took a deep breath and said, "I hope it's not too late!"
At the same time, in the Shaolin Temple, Xinghong's face showed a look of ecstasy, staring at the sword intent getting closer and closer in the distance, "It's finally here!"
"Uncle Master, hold on for a moment, the benefactor from Xia Ke Island has arrived." Xinghong jumped into the air and shouted to Yuan Ning, who was beaten by Ding Peng in the distance and fled in embarrassment.
"The swordsman of Knight Island?"
Yuan Ning, who had a desperate look on his face, felt as if he had been given a shot of blood after hearing Xing Hong's words. His eyes were filled with murderous intent as he stared at Ding Peng, who had an indifferent expression, "Monster, your death has come!"
"boom!!!"
Suddenly!
There was a loud thunder-like sound from a hundred miles away. In the astonished eyes of everyone, the snow-white and holy white lotus suddenly burst into pieces.
"how so?"
"There are hidden masters on Huangquan Road!"
"Oh no!"
"Ouch!!!"
A dragon roar resounded throughout the world.
Ao Xing's huge body shuttled through the void, his five sharp claws, like a five-clawed mountain peak, slammed onto the huge white lotus, and the violent force directly smashed it into pieces.
The young man standing on the white lotus had a cold expression and stared at Ao Xing, who was like a mountain, "Yaolong, you are really looking for death!"
"Qinglian!!!"
"Buzz!"
With a sword thrust out, green lotuses suddenly overflowed from the void and enveloped Ao Xing. Each lotus petal seemed to be an indestructible sword, spinning and falling on Ao Xing's hard scales, sparking a series of sparks.
"What about Qinglian Sword Jue?"
Ye Feng crossed his arms and stood a hundred miles away, with a thoughtful look in his eyes, "It seems that a long time ago, Uncle Yang, who wanted to accept Li Xingyun as his disciple, was practicing Qinglian Sword Jue. Could it be that Uncle Yang was
A disciple of Xiake Island?"
"Interesting, so interesting!"
Xiake Island is aloof and ignores worldly affairs, but its disciples actually want to accept the descendants of the Li family, one of the eight major forces in the capital, as disciples. If there is no conspiracy here, Ye Feng will not believe it even if he kills him.
However, Ye Feng didn't pay much attention to these things. Now that the world has changed drastically, all forces have plans, but whether they succeed or not depends on God's will.
During this period of time, Ao Xing fought in the no-man's land of the capital. Not only did his combat experience not improve much, he also obtained a lot of treasures, which improved his strength a lot. In addition, the set of dragon skills given to him by Ye Feng allowed him to break through.
At the level of a fourth-grade minor star venerable, with his innate physical advantages, he was not afraid of the young man's almost super-superior swordsmanship.
"ha!"
Looking at the battle between Ao Xing and the youth in the distance, Ye Feng couldn't help but yawned, "There are still many forces hidden in this darkness. I'm curious about how many forces are willing to jump out and help Shaolin!"
"Huh?"
Suddenly, a look of surprise appeared on Ye Feng's face, and in the southeast, another sword intent rose into the sky.
This sword intent is erratic and difficult to capture, but the aura it emits is enough to shake people's minds.
