As soon as the bronze sword hit the lotus formation, the lotus formation that could block landslides and ground cracks was turned into smoke by the thunder and lightning around it before it even touched the real body of the bronze sword. Rays of lightning shot from the bronze sword.
It came out with the force of sweeping across the world. Even though they were still more than ten meters apart, the four of them could feel their pores beating.
"Haha, you still have to see the power of my Black Witch Cult!" Tu Dan Changhe snorted coldly, stretched out his hand and pulled out the long sword fiercely.
"Clang!"
An extremely sharp giant sword shines in the air with a blood-red light. The blood-red light is as thick as blood and covers the entire sword body.
The Sorrow of the Black Witch.
According to legend, the original leader of the Black Witch Cult was taught magical powers by the Black Rakshasa from the underworld and was awarded a giant sword. It was stained with the essence and blood of the Black Rakshasa when he fought with Sakyamuni and Emperor Zhenwu, a mixture of the three bloods of Taoism, Buddhism and witchcraft.
, possesses evil power. Even the Divine Sword itself is occupied by that power.
"Break it for me!"
Tu Dan Changhe held a giant sword and struck the bronze sword with one strike.
"Boom."
Violent electric light and blood light were entangled together.
The bronze sword and the bloody giant sword also collided fiercely. The two treasures are spiritual weapons, and the materials are almost incomparably different. But how can the power of Zu Shan Changhe be compared with the bronze sword that carries the power of heaven and earth? Suddenly, the body shook, and a bolt of electricity
The light rolled from the bronze sword, along the sword's body, towards Tudan Changhe.
Tu Dan Changhe reacted quickly, immediately threw away the giant sword, performed three bloody hand seals in a row, and finally withstood the opponent's lightning strike.
"break."
Tianning Temple Keqin saw the right moment and rushed forward. In an instant, he had a short knife in his hand. With a majestic aura, he hit the bronze sword with one blow. The surging Vajra power burst out and hit the bronze sword hard.
It bent downwards.
good chance!
Several other Buddhist lay disciples saw this and immediately took action one after another.
These people are all the leaders of northern Buddhism. Although they have not become a monk, they have vast Buddhist power. They are all born with the power to manipulate Buddhist Vajra, just like immortals. Although they are from China, their strength is no less than that of Lingshan Vajra.
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I saw Lingyan Temple Jingru grabbing the air, and three golden rays tore in the air. The surging Buddhist power was surged, turning into a tide and rolling towards the bronze sword, trying to swallow it up.
Guangwen of Zhulin Temple flew forward extremely quickly and punched the bronze sword.
This sharp punch was extremely powerful and powerful, just like a sword from an immortal. The bronze sword could no longer withstand it and was instantly knocked away.
"hiss."
The soldiers on both sides watching the battle were all shocked.
At this moment, the soldiers of the Song and Jin countries were fighting in a life-and-death fight. The soldiers of the Jin army were constantly shot by sharp arrows, and then all their armor and weapons exploded, threatening themselves. Therefore, the soldiers of the Song army had the upper hand.
But the generals in charge of both sides still had time to pay attention to the two sides fighting in mid-air.
The Song army was led by Yu Yunwen, while the Jin army was led by Meng'an Mouke Nahe Oru.
Everyone was frightened by the power of the five Jin Kingdom Warlocks, and also shocked by Feng Zhou's terrifying power. With one against five, they were not at a disadvantage. You must know that these five people were all in mid-air, and they kept sending out fierce and fierce sounds that broke through the air.
There was a crackling sound, and every one of them was simply a monster in the world.
"Don't delay, come together and deal with him directly."
Chai Ping stared at Feng Zhou tightly, with nothing else in his eyes.
For him, as long as Feng Zhou is eliminated, they will be able to shock the world, and the Song soldiers below can be wiped out with a wave of their hands.
"Bang."
After Chai Ping finished speaking, he already swayed, breaking the sound barrier and rushing towards Feng Zhou. He was extremely fast, and he almost passed a distance of more than ten feet. Above the battlefield, an afterimage was pulled out, and it was vaguely visible as a human figure.
That's because Chai Ping's speed was too fast, and even the air didn't have time to react, so it still maintained its original position.
"Boom."
Chai Ping punched out and performed the Great Fist of Nirvana.
This is the Buddhist magical skill of Mount Wutai, which combines both Eastern and Western techniques and martial arts. It is incredibly powerful, especially after Chai Ping has practiced it for decades, it has reached the point where it can be transmitted and received in the heart, and it is superb.
A fist shadow like a giant hammer appeared on Chai Ping's fist. There was a sense of annihilation in it, as if the world would end with one punch.
"good!"
When Feng Zhou saw this punch, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and fighting spirit surged in his heart.
He could tell at a glance that the opponent's strength was far superior to that of Fa Hai and Hong Zhong, and was almost like an immortal. Before, whether it was Hong Zhong or Fa Hai, their martial arts powers were still in the human world, and they had not yet entered the palace.
Chai Ping's punch, with its intention of annihilation, is invincible, full of great killings, and in the realm of great annihilation. The intention is higher than the fist, and it can be regarded as a true immortal martial arts.
boom!
The Fengzhou man was like a long dragon, and his body was like a dragon, turning into a blue light and shadow, with a long fist light, and violently collided with Chai Ping.
The fist shadow's aura collapsed instantly, and countless lotus flowers kept shining, trying to swallow up Feng Zhou's fist power. But Feng Zhou's punch was so powerful, the surging fist power actually directly broke through the fist shadow, hitting the target
onto Chai Ping's palm.
"Click."
Chai Ping's fist bone was directly crushed.
But as a cultivating warrior, Chai Ping didn't care, and his eyes were even colder, as if what was destroyed was not his hand. His other fist had struck again with the intention of the Nirvana Fist.
"Bang bang bang."
The two of them were punching each other like this, hitting eighteen punches in an instant.
Every time a punch was struck, the void shook.
But every time he received a punch, Chai Ping's body shook slightly, and in the end, his entire arm was turned into broken bones.
But Fengzhou was intact.
Just because he has the powerful body of the witch clan, the vast inner alchemy of the sacred tree, Taoism, and the Buddha's magical powers, he has extraordinary powers. It can be said that his physical fitness is at the peak of human beings, and his power is unparalleled. Even ordinary immortals may not be able to match it.
, coupled with the Xianjia boxing strength. How could Chai Ping withstand it?
"Senior brother, step back, I'll come!"
Tianning Temple Keqin roared wildly, holding the short sword and charging towards Feng Zhou.
Chai Ping wanted to retreat, but planned to use the Buddhist magical power to repair it, then turn around and fight again.
But in a war, how can one retreat at the drop of a hat?
As soon as he retreated, he couldn't help but reveal a flaw.
Feng Zhou did not hesitate, flew forward, grabbed Chai Ping's neck, and threw him at Keqin who was charging towards him.
"boom!"
When the two collided, a larger air wave exploded and stronger sparks exploded.
Feng Zhou smiled coldly, no longer paying attention to the two of them, but casually slapped the sword's edge with his palm.
The bronze sword suddenly burst out with vast amounts of true energy, successfully suppressing the aura of the short sword.
Then they went straight forward and attacked Lingyan Temple Jingru and Zhulin Temple Guangwen.
"Dong dong dong."
Feng Zhou fought one against two and actually got the upper hand.
His punches and kicks are all filled with astonishing power. Although Jingru and Guangwen are Buddhist Vajra disciples, they are lay disciples after all, and their cultivation is still shallow. They are dedicated to fighting and have a heavy ego.
It was a bit short of setting up the boat.
But even this was enough to surprise Feng Zhou. Fahai, who had practiced for more than a thousand years, couldn't block a few punches. He didn't expect these two people to be able to sustain it for so long.
It seems that Buddhism is rich in talents, and this is no empty talk.
"Boom."
The three of them were like a storm, splitting through the air in an instant. Unknowingly, Feng Zhou suddenly stretched out his hands and pressed their necks, then turned over and dived into the Yangtze River.
The three people only stayed under the water for a moment, and then they rushed up from the other side, accidentally knocked over a large boat, and rushed straight towards the long river with people in mid-air.
Tu Dan Changhe's face instantly became solemn, and he concentrated his whole body, preparing to resist a blow!
"Boom!"
Many spectators looked straight at it.
This is not a human battle, it is completely a fight of immortals. Not only is the speed too fast, but also the power is incredible. Every collision of punches and kicks will cause thunderous sounds. Any person or object involved in
They will all be destroyed in the battle.
In comparison, the battle between thousands of people on both sides on the battlefield was like children's play.
Nahe Oru and other senior Jin Army frontline officials clenched their fists and stared at the fighting men.
Because everyone has seen that Feng Zhou has changed from one against five to one against three, and has the upper hand from the beginning to the end. Therefore, the Jin Army naturally hopes that their side can turn defeat into victory. Otherwise, when Feng Zhou frees up his hands,
, the entire Jin Army brigade is afraid of being destroyed.
"You can't escape."
There was a cloud of smoke in the air, and a plain voice came. Feng Zhou suddenly reached out with his hands, and the sky changed, bringing up numerous phantoms. With his utmost skill, he actually grabbed the thighs of Jingru and Guang Wen respectively.
At the same time, he kicked Tu Dan Changhe thousands of miles into the sky.
"Oops!"
Everyone watching the Jin Army's battle felt their hearts sinking.