In this long silence, a ten-foot-long sunflower bloomed in the air. The sunflower was full of light, as if it were made of transparent glass, but the light that leaked out was more dazzling than a silver needle, and many people screamed.
, some ordinary people actually have red dots in their eyeballs before they close their eyes.
Among the luminous sunflowers, Dongfang Changsheng cut his wrist with a sword. Blood gushes out and is quickly absorbed by the sunflower sword. The bright sword light and the sunflower become one, and the aura rises again.
Master Jingxin and Liuchen in the distance had to retreat. Where they stood, finger-like holes appeared on the ground.
"kill!"
An earth-shattering roar pushed Dongfang Changsheng's momentum to the pinnacle of his life. His energy, energy, and internal strength were poured into this sword, and he slashed forward, slashing towards the person who wanted him to sleep and eat.
Troubled young man.
Dazzling light illuminated all directions, sunflowers exploded, and countless sword threads shot out. These sword threads blocked the void, leaving no room or loopholes. Anyone could only resist, but not dodge.
Even if he is as strong as Master Jingxin, he thinks that he will be seriously injured under this sword with bare hands. The world has underestimated Dongfang Changsheng, this person's martial arts far exceeds expectations.
Liuchen clenched his fists, his face was a bit gloomy and expectant, and his eyes were staring at the area covered by the sword thread.
Just when everyone was horrified by Dongfang Changsheng's killing move, a Buddhist chant resounded through the heaven and earth, penetrated into people's ears, and then entered the depths of their souls.
People stared wide-eyed, and time seemed to stand still, watching as a golden Buddha suddenly appeared, and the Buddha's light dispersed thousands of sword threads that were indestructible.
This giant Buddha is far more precious and solemn than the Buddha statue when Master Jingxin performed the Tianfo Canon. As soon as it appeared, people felt a sense of solemnity and respect. The chants of the Buddha in their ears continued to wash away the darkness and sneakiness in people's hearts.
, many people were already showing their piety and almost knelt down to worship and accept the salvation of the Buddha of the West.
In front of the Buddha statue, Zhuo Mufeng stood tall and tall, with the golden dragon Duo floating in front of him, shining with precious light. Zhuo Mufeng used his hands to perform the Yixin Seal, and the vast and boundless Buddhist aura burst out with him as the center, and all around were falling.
The white snow also turned golden, like Buddha flowers flying in the west, reflecting the mysterious young man in the center.
Master Jingxin in the distance was stunned by the inspiration and almost joined his hands in salute.
Of course, no outsider knew that for this battle, Zhuo Mufeng spent 60,000 power pillar points to improve the Bodhidharma Sword to perfection, but an unexpected change occurred.
After the perfection of Bodhidharma's Divine Sword, the four sword techniques merged into one and evolved into a six-star level peerless skill. The first form of Tathagata's Palm, the Buddha's light first appeared.
Dacheng’s supreme secret art, the Nine Heavens True Sutra, promotes the supreme secret knowledge, Tathagata Divine Palm. This is a combination that has never been seen before in this world!
It was too late to say, but it was too soon. Zhuo Mufeng's face was neither sad nor happy, and his palms suddenly pushed forward. The golden Buddha's light illuminated the world, bells rang, and Sanskrit sounds shook the sky, covering thousands of sword threads at once.
Rumble…
The shock of this scene will forever remain in the hearts of the spectators, and they will never forget it for the rest of their lives.
Thousands of sword threads shattered, rebounding like stray bullets, piercing the sky and the earth. There were holes everywhere, and the sword energy was fierce. But the center position was occupied by the Buddha's light, invulnerable to all laws, and surged toward Dongfang Chang, whose expression changed drastically.
win.
Dongfang Changsheng's reaction was not unpleasant. He mustered up his remaining strength and quickly retreated, swinging two swords in succession. Unfortunately, all his internal strength was used on the previous sword. The power of the two swords was naturally not strong enough, and he was almost instantly engulfed by the Buddha's light. What followed was
Dongfang Changsheng was also struck by the Buddha's light and could only temporarily block the sunflower sword in front of him.
Boom!
Like an iron pestle hitting a bell, the sound is rumbling.
Dongfang Changsheng let out a cry, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out together with pieces of liver. The Sunflower Sword almost wanted to let go, but after being forcibly held by Dongfang Changsheng, the impact of the force caused his right arm to twist, and blood exploded, and blood and flesh were mixed.
Together with the white bones and stubble, they were scattered into the goose feather snow, and then fell into the river.
Dongfang Changsheng himself, after retreating tens of meters, broke several dead trees far away on the shore, rubbed the ground with his feet, raised sparks, knocked over a wall, staggered a few times, and finally managed to survive.
fall.
Such a stark and tragic contrast caused an uproar all around, and everyone was trembling because of it!
Dongfang Changsheng, who has always been victorious in hundreds of battles, finally tasted defeat in his life today. He was defeated miserably at the hands of Zhuo Mufeng in a way that left no one with any reason to argue.
On the contrary, it is the rise of a new generation of kings.
The unparalleled genius who created miracles along the way, the young sect leader who unified the Demon Sect, first hurt Liu Chen tonight, then defeated him, and then defeated Dongfang Changsheng. He defeated three peerless masters in a row and won every game.
His shocking and terrifying achievements showed his power to the world.
At this moment, everyone was in a daze. Looking at the man in light blue who stood out in the snow, the emotions in their hearts could not be expressed in words.
In this complete silence, a long black sword appeared out of nowhere, appeared three feet behind Zhuo Mufeng, and slashed at him with the force of thunder. The speed was so fast that most people could not react at all.
But Zhuo Mufeng seemed to have eyes in his back, holding the Galan Sword at his waist with his right hand and swinging it back.
block!
When the power of the sword was slightly blocked, Zhuo Mufeng used his strength to rush forward, but it only took a moment. The subsequent sword light surged forward, penetrating the Jialan Sword's defense, and caused Zhuo Mufeng's mouth and nose to bleed.
The owner of the long knife did not stop. Before Zhuo Mufeng could stand firm, the long knife appeared again three feet to his right, turning into an arc of black water and slashing away. His movements were like ghosts and ghosts, and his sword moves were even more weird and cunning.
, Dongfang Changsheng and others were greatly surprised.
It's a pity that people still underestimate Zhuo Mufeng. He had defeated three super masters in a row before, and his internal energy was naturally consumed a lot. Especially the palm that defeated Dongfang Changsheng made him temporarily weak.
But this moment of recovery was enough for Zhuo Mufeng to cope with the situation in front of him. Ignoring the black knife coming at him, Zhuo Mufeng didn't look sideways and stabbed the upper left corner of the void with the golden dragon.
A burst of meteors burst out, and someone uttered a sigh in the dark. Zhuo Mufeng ignored it and waved the Golden Dragon Duo wantonly, bringing with it pure and majestic power every time.
Amidst a series of collisions, Zhuo Mufeng mustered up his inner strength and used a powerful killing move. The two black and white rays of light rotated and rushed towards the sky, turning into a mushroom cloud and exploding in the high altitude.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhuo Mufeng retreated far away to the other side, his eyes wandered around, and he said disdainfully: "Why do you need to hide your head and show your tail anymore? The tricks of Dark Night Pavilion are of no use to me."
Above the river, a dark shadow appeared faintly, holding a black knife in his hand and a theatrical expression on his face. It was Uncle Ming who had designed Zhuo Mufeng last time and escaped with one move.
Uncle Ming said in a distorted voice: "You can actually see through the dark night's footwork?"
Zhuo Mufeng smiled and said nothing.
In fact, he knew nothing about the so-called dark night footwork, but the existence of the Quanwu Shrine made his senses extremely sharp. If the other party revealed a trace of murderous intent, he would not be able to hide it in his eyes.
Uncle Ming pursed his lips. The reason why he did not attack Zhuo Mufeng last time outside Qinglu City was because of a mysterious feeling. This time he finally found the answer. It turned out that the other party was not afraid of a sneak attack at all.
This is difficult to handle. You must know that Dark Night Pavilion was famous all over the world, and even super masters were afraid of it. It relied on a unique assassination technique. Now there is a person who is immune to assassination, but he is so powerful that Uncle Ming
I felt like I had nowhere to say anything and had no choice.
He has a very big head, and there is even a trace of extremely rare urgency on his face. If such a person cannot be controlled, he must be removed as soon as possible, otherwise he will pose a threat to the Lord!
Not daring to delay, Uncle Ming once again used the Dark Night Footwork, supplemented by the Dark Night Sword Technique to attack Zhuo Mufeng. He thought that he was no match for Zhuo Mufeng, so he adopted a strategy of wandering around and deliberately shouted: "Zhuo Mufeng
, you have willingly fallen to the devil's path, and no one can tolerate you today!"
Hearing this, Zhuo Mufeng couldn't help but laugh. The other party was clearly reminding Dongfang Changsheng and the three of them to take action together.
However, the effect was very good. All the elites from the Eleven Holy Lands came here just for Zhuo Mufeng. After just hesitating for a moment, Dongfang Changsheng and the other three chose to cooperate with Dark Night Pavilion and kill Zhuo Mufeng together.
Even with Zhuo Mufeng's strong internal strength, after successive battles, less than 30% was left. In addition, he was injured by Uncle Ming's sneak attack before. He knew that he was in poor condition, so of course he would not wait to die stupidly.
Under the siege of four people, Zhuo Mufeng rushed towards the weakest Liuchen. Uncle Ming was experienced and intercepted him halfway ahead of time, slashing Zhuo Mufeng's legs with his sword.
If Zhuo Mufeng insists on rushing forward, he will most likely be injured under the attack of Dongfang Changsheng and Master Jingxin. If he retreats, he will be surrounded by the four of them again.
Especially at this moment, two tyrannical auras are coming quickly from a distance. They are probably other super masters from the Eleventh Holy Land. Once the other party adds more help, it will be even more difficult to break through.
A trace of ruthlessness flashed across Zhuo Mufeng's face, and he thrust the Jialan Sword vertically to block the black sword. At the same time, he received a blow from Master Jingxin on his back. He sprayed blood mist from his mouth, but he also took advantage of this to avoid Dongfang.
Chang Sheng's sharper sword energy moved his body sideways, his internal energy stirred up, and Zhou Tianfo chanted loudly.
"Quick!" Realizing that Zhuo Mufeng was going to use that terrifying palm again, Uncle Ming screamed. When he found that the palm was facing him, he was the first to choose to avoid it.
Unexpectedly, this was just Zhuo Mufeng's feint. After Uncle Ming retreated from the space, Zhuo Mufeng quickly rushed forward, chanting loudly again, and slapped Liuchen who was dodging in front of him with a palm.
The power of this palm was obviously not as good as the previous palm, but it was still terrifying in the eyes of everyone.
Liu Chen, who was seriously injured, had already avoided the center of the palm technique, but he still found it difficult to breathe under the pressure of the palm force, so he hurriedly used the power of Xuanyang to resist.
As a result, at the next moment, Xuanyang's power was torn apart, and the mighty palm force surged towards Liu Chen, sending him flying and causing his chest to be dented by two inches.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhuo Mufeng successfully broke out of the encirclement, tapping the ground lightly with his feet, and swept away dozens of feet. Behind him were Dongfang Changsheng, Master Jingxin and Uncle Ming who were chasing after him with a livid face.
The first two were much more seriously injured than Zhuo Mufeng, making it difficult to catch up. Uncle Ming, who originally wanted to chase Zhuo Mufeng, saw how difficult Zhuo Mufeng was and felt that even if he caught up with him, he would not be able to catch him for a while.
, his eyes began to twinkle.
Looking at the two Dongfang Changsheng nearby, Uncle Ming made a quick decision and disappeared suddenly. When he reappeared, he was behind Dongfang Changsheng and slashed with his sword.