"Haha. Li Yizhi, I'm afraid you didn't expect that today would happen to you too. I have the Panhuang Sword in my hand. No matter what you use to fight me, you will definitely die today."
The champion is very arrogant. He feels like he is possessed by Panhuang and is omnipotent.
A mere Li Yizhi was not killed casually.
Li Yizhi's eyes were stern. He wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth and said coldly:
"This Panhuang Sword is the sword of the holy way. If it were in the hands of a gentleman, I might not be able to escape death today. But your champion is just a waste and is as greedy as a devil. How can you use the Panhuang Sword to its full potential?"
Real power.”
This rubbish sentence deeply hurt the champion's nerves.
With a ferocious look on his face, he shouted: "Then I want to see who is the loser today, and die!"
Tear!
Pan Huang's sword struck down, and the space seemed to be torn apart.
A golden sword energy that was several miles long flew across the sky, like the sword of heaven's judgment, falling from the sky.
Under this Panhuang Sword Qi, the space for dozens of miles around seemed to be solidified, forming a world of its own, where people could not escape and had no choice but to accept the verdict resignedly.
A flash of light suddenly appeared in Li Yizhi's eyes, and a large cloud of evil wind burst out from above his head, and then turned into a huge sky-opening axe.
This sky-opening ax depicts the heaven, earth and universe on one side, and all living creatures on the other.
Li Yi took hold of the Sky-Opening Ax, and his fist force burst out, directly integrating into the Sky-Opening Ax, making the originally phantom Sky-Opening Ax seem to have turned into substance.
At this moment, holding the sky-opening ax in his hand, Li Yizhi felt like he was Pangu, and his chest was filled with endless thoughts of opening the sky.
He wants to break this solidified space and reopen the world.
Waves of enlightenment surged into his heart, and Li Yi's body moved with his heart, holding the sky-opening ax and slashing down with unparalleled force.
"Creation of heaven and earth!"
Li Yizhi shouted loudly. At the critical moment, he realized the second move of Pangu Taoism.
The sharp light of the ax cut open everything.
It traces a mysterious trajectory in the void, like a great road traveling.
Tear!
The miles-long Panhuang Sword Qi was cut off, and then turned into an endless golden sword rain, pouring down.
Although most of the ax light has been eliminated, a small part still exists.
It merged into the void and disappeared, and when he reappeared the next moment, it had already struck in front of the champion.
The champion showed a look of fear, and the Panhuang sword in his hand clanged, as if he was aware of the danger of the champion.
Groan!
Panhuang's sword clanked and independently inspired a bright sword light.
Although this sword light was tiny, it was extremely sharp and hit the ax light instantly.
Sonorous!
The light of the ax and the light of the sword collided, making a clanking sound like metal.
They were like real objects, shattering inch by inch, falling from the sky, and then quickly exploded, turning into majestic sword energy and ax light, sweeping across the west.
The Panhuang Sword rose into the sky, and with one stroke in the air, it broke open the space, then wrapped the champion and got into it, and lost all traces in an instant.
"Li Yizhi is seriously injured, take back the Qiankun bag."
Before entering the space, the champion shouted loudly, his voice like thunder, vibrating in the sky.
puff!
Li Yizhi opened his mouth wide and spurted out a mouthful of pale golden blood.
He felt as if all the strength in his body had been drained away, and the Sky-Opening Ax once again turned into a bunch of thoughts and returned to his mind.
In order to fight against Panhuang Sword, Li Yizhi used all his trump cards.
He even did not hesitate to consume his soul and turn it into a sky-opening ax, and finally defeated the Panhuang Sword.
Of course, this is not to say how powerful Li Yizhi is, but because the Panhuang Sword is not even half of its power in the hands of the champion.
"Li Yizhi, hand over the Qiankun Bag!"
Wei Taicang's loud shouts came from the ground. He raised his sword high and pointed at Li Yizhi from a distance.
Butler Wu stood side by side with him, his eyes shining brightly.
At the same time, Xiao Anran and others sat cross-legged one after another, their souls rushed out of their bodies and rushed into the void, half surrounding Li Yizhi.
"Haha, it's better to come early than to come by chance. How can this Qiankun Bag be without us?"
The Black Wolf King laughed, holding the ax of doom and landing on the other side of Li Yizhi.
Behind him were the two main hall masters of the Destruction Hall and the Black Demon Hall, as well as Xingyu Xian.
As for Prince Kun, he was hiding in a corner, guarding their bodies.
The four of them looked at Li Yizhi. Although they were secretly wary, their eyes were full of excitement.
Although Li Yizhi was strong enough, he was seriously injured due to fighting against Panhuang Sword. This was a good time for them to take advantage of the situation.
"Brother Li, let's help you!"
Hong Yi's voice came, and then two figures rose into the sky and came to Li Yizhi's side.
"Master Li, this poor monk is also willing to help you. I just hope that you can help me rebuild the Great Zen Temple in the future."
The Jingren monk appeared out of nowhere again and stood in front of Wei Taicang and Butler Wu.
Li Yizhi laughed, looked at Monk Jingren and said, "Speaking of which, I have a close relationship with your Dazen Temple. Not only did I get your "Past Amitabha Sutra", but I also got half a volume of "The Present Tathagata Sutra".
Now that you intend to rebuild the Great Zen Temple, I will dedicate these two volumes of scriptures to you. I will also find even the fragments of the Sutra of No Life in the Future for you."
Hiss!
When the people around him heard this, they couldn't help but take a deep breath.
The three volumes of the Supreme Sutra of the Great Zen Temple are all in the hands of Li Yizhi. This news is too sensational.
When the monk Jingren heard this, his face flushed with excitement and he said loudly: "Master Li's kindness in rebuilding will never be forgotten by our Grand Zen Temple in the future."
Li Yizhi waved his hand and said: "It's just that the thing returns to its original owner. It can be regarded as a matter of cause and effect. You don't need to be grateful."
For him now, the "Past Amitabha Sutra" is useless, and he might as well return it to the Dazen Temple, which can be regarded as settling the causal connection in his heart and making his thoughts more clear.
Because by nature, he is not a person willing to owe others favors.
Even if others don't know about this favor.
Li Yizhi looked at Hong Yi and Chan Yinsha again and said: "Hong Yi, you are very good, and now you have become a ghost and immortal. But you don't need to take action this time, a bunch of chickens and dogs, even if I can only
With one breath left, it will be easy to kill them."
When Xiao Anran and the Black Wolf King heard this, they couldn't help but trembled in unison and became alert.
They couldn't tell whether Li Yizhi was really confident or if he was bluffing.
Seeing the anxious look of the group of people, Li Yizhi smiled disdainfully.
He took a deep breath, and his abdomen quickly swelled, as if he was ten months pregnant.
"No, he wants to roar like a human being. Come back to your body!"
Xiao Anran's pupils shrank, he roared sternly, and the man quickly burrowed into his body.
The others were all frightened and fled to the ground desperately.
Roar! Roar!
For a time, the sound was surging, like mountains and seas, and the heaven and earth collapsed.
Huge sound waves mixed with hot blood surged forward in a form visible to the naked eye.
"The gourd of good fortune!"
The Condor King shouted, he raised his hand and threw it, and a fist-sized jade gourd rose up in the wind and turned into the size of a small mountain, blocking everyone in front of them.
"Let's take action together."
The Eagle King roared, and Xiao Anran and the other four people rushed to inject the power of their souls into the gourd of creation, and at the same time, their bodies fell rapidly.
The sound waves hit the gourd of creation, quickly consuming their souls.
In just a moment, the souls of the five people were greatly damaged, and their foundations were almost damaged, requiring them to be reincarnated again.
After they fell back to the ground, they got into the physical body one after another.
Without the support of strength, the gourd of creation shrank back to its original shape and fell from the sky.
"Walk!"
Xiao An opened his eyes and saw that he was shouting at Wei Taicang and Butler Wu.
The two men joined forces and dragged Xiao Anran and the other five people away quickly, leaving the gourd alone.
As for the other nine disciples who had achieved great mastery of possession, their souls had been shaken away by Li Yizhi's loud roar.