There have been rumors in the world of comprehensive martial arts that there is an ancient clan called the Jianyin clan.
This clan is an ancient clan with the same name as the Feng clan and the Tong clan. The clan members claim to be the descendants of the ancient god Hou Yi. Even General Li Guang of the Han Dynasty and the former top master of the Shenwu Kingdom, Brahma, once
He joined this tribe and learned archery.
And this clan is also an ancient clan that exists upholding the justice of heaven and earth. In the past, it worked with the four spirits of heaven and earth to protect justice.
The inner artifact, the Eight Directions Sun-shooting Bow, and the miraculous skill of the Sun-shooting Four Symbol Arrows serve as justice.
The rivers and lakes have gone on for a long time, and this clan has not appeared in the rivers and lakes again for countless years, so that people in the rivers and lakes have almost forgotten the existence of this clan.
But at this moment, the astonishing arrow that tore through the night was like shooting into King Ziyi Jing's heart, causing his pupils to shrink, and his memory suddenly recalled the terrifying clan that his master had told him about in the past.
Boom!!——
The sword energy and lightning composed of the two inner demon swords simultaneously tore apart the scriptures outside his body at this moment. When they landed on his body, the purple-robed scripture king let out a loud roar and his body shook, and a burst of protective energy burst out from outside his body.
The wall dispersed the sword energy that remained unabated.
No matter how hard Yan Zangfeng and Ren Qianxing tried their best, their level of strength was still very different from that of King Ziyi Sutra. With the offensive composed of the two swords of the inner demon, they were able to tear apart King Ziyi Sutra's external body of scriptures, which was extremely commendable.
The offensive of these two men was not without any use, and it also relieved Guan Yutian's pressure to some extent.
But just when Guan Yutian was about to retreat, Ziyi Jingwang's big hand suddenly grabbed it, and his fingers spread out, releasing blood.
Return to the bloody hand!
Almost at the same time, the King of Purple Sutra's left hand was already striking out with one finger at an unparalleled speed. The six-character mantra "Om Mani Padme Hum" surrounding his left hand was rotating in reverse order, and the flaming arrow energy was released against the incoming arrows.
Like an arrow like a red bird.
Bang!!
Two tyrannical forces suddenly exploded, and the surrounding airflow was also affected by this extremely powerful explosive force. In an instant, the strong wind and energy were scattered.
The King of Purple Clothes Sutra could only feel the blood boiling, but Guan Yutian, who was sucked by his right palm, spat out a mouthful of blood and was injured by the tyrannical power transmitted from the King of Purple Clothes Sutra.
At this moment, the Ice King and the Divine Mother, who had escaped from many scripture characters, had already freed up their hands to kill, attacking the purple-clothed scripture king from the left and right. Liao Rushen shouted sharply, his eyes flashed with dazzling mental fluctuations, and he rushed towards
The Purple Sutra King.
"Hahahaha!! What kind of Jianyin clan, what kind of descendants of the Arrow God? That's all! Send out all your sun-shooting four-elephant arrows! You all go up together!"
King Ziyi Jing realized that the power of the four-elephant arrow shooting at the sun was not as terrifying as the master had said, and then he realized that the person who shot the arrow must not have entered the state of return to his true state, and he burst into laughter.
With one palm, Guan Yutian, who was almost exhausted from being sucked away, smashed towards the Ice Emperor. His ears trembled gently in a rhythm, and he listened to the wind to identify his position, fighting with everyone.
The speed at which these people fought was as fast as a fleet of horses.
In the eyes of those watching the battle from a distance, it was like several phantoms moving around in a turbid air wave storm. The sound of each collision was like a loud explosion of gunpowder, causing shallow pits to explode on the ground, and trees
If hit, it will break.
In such a battle, neither Ren Qianxing nor Yan Zangfeng, including the seriously injured Guan Yutian, were unable to intervene anymore.
Even with the support of Mingru Shen with the help of Dream Wuji, he can only carefully look for opportunities.
Suddenly there was a roar and explosion, and the air between the two warring parties became thick and red. The Ice King and the Goddess were both struck by lightning, and were driven away by the Zen staff, vomiting blood.
"Wow!!"
Liao Rushen was also struck by the power of the soul that swept in. The two gods Yin and Yang were severely injured and fell to the ground exhausted with blood spurting out.
In the eyes of the people watching the battle from a distance, a purple-clothed Sutra King had already knocked away the entangled opponents, demonstrating his tyrannical strength far beyond everyone else.
Roar!!--
At this moment, another dazzling arrow shot out. There was no sound of piercing the sky, but it was accompanied by an earth-shattering roar of a tiger. It turned into a white arrow and shot toward the Purple Sutra King like a white rainbow piercing the sun.
From the moment the arrow was released, by the time everyone saw it, the murderous white arrow was already less than ten feet away from the Purple Sutra King.
At this moment, the Purple Sutra King was just about to lose his old strength and gain new strength. He looked furious and stopped to take a deep breath, then waved his Zen staff and struck out like a furious-eyed King Kong.
"clang!!!"
Like a meteorite hitting the earth, the terrifying impact caused the soil on the ground to stir up waves.
Everyone was forced back by this terrifying wave of air.
Accompanied by a dazzling light, King Ziyi Sutra took three steps back with his Zen staff in hand. The energy and blood in his body surged violently, and he felt a slight sense of shock in his spirit. He couldn't help but look surprised.
This arrow was actually twice as powerful as the one just now.
Even if it's still not enough to really hurt him, it's still extremely terrifying power.
Because the skill of the person who fired the arrow has definitely not reached the state of return to true nature.
He didn't have the strength to return to the True Realm, but he was able to force him back with one arrow. Whether it was the power of the Eight Directions Shooting Sun Bow or the power of the unique skill of shooting the Sun and Four Elephant Arrows, it was enough to prove that the Jianyin clan was not in vain.
When the King of Purple Sutra was shocked and doubtful, three breaths passed, but the third arrow he was not on guard for was shot out. He couldn't help but suddenly realized.
For such a terrifying archery skill, every arrow must be fired with all one's strength, and even through various secret techniques that exceed the full release of the body's potential, it can be fired.
The load and consumption on the body must be very huge, so how can it be continuously emitted in a very short period of time?
As soon as he thought of this, the Ziyi Sutra King looked violent and cruel, full of cold murderous intent. He suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out an angry and wild roar. He exuded a ferocious and terrifying aura that was as overwhelming as the sky and the earth. It shook the leaves in the mountains and forests, and the earth seemed to tremble and shake under his feet.
, cracks opened up, cracks opened, and dead leaves were stirred up and wild sand danced and spread wildly.
Whirring whirring--
The terrifying sound waves spread, causing the air to surge like the raging waves of the sea, and the wind howled so fiercely that it seemed to tear people's clothes apart. It was so frightening that the wild beasts in the distant mountains roared in terror and fled in all directions.
Guan Yutian and others' clothes were dancing wildly, their energy and blood were churning, and their facial skin was numb and trembling under the impact of the violent sound waves. They all forced themselves to raise the energy in their Dantian and barely resisted the bursts of impacting sound waves.
This terrifying enemy, whose aura was full of bloodthirsty and completely uninjured, was almost desperate.
Not far away, in the mountains and some bushes, a large number of players hiding were shouting "Holy shit, shit!" and jumped like ants on a hot pot and immediately fled the hiding place and dispersed. Rows of players continued to appear above their heads.
Damage caused by reduced vitality and blood, and internal injuries caused by the terrifying sound waves.
"There's no hope!"
The Ice King and the Goddess, who were amidst the ferocious sound waves and whose mouths were bleeding, looked at each other and thought of retreating.
At this point in the battle, the brutality of the battle was completely beyond their expectations.
However, the leader of Black Wind Village has still not shown up. Although they believe that the leader of Black Wind Village must not be dead as the god said, perhaps the rumors in the world that he has been seriously injured are true.
But just when everyone's fighting spirit was about to fade away, a long roar suddenly came from the dark night sky in the distance.
The sound was not strong at first, but it continued to intensify as if it were approaching from far away, like a tsunami approaching the shore. It was like a howling wind or a roaring dragon, roaring and sweeping over in an instant.
Bursts of sound waves accompanied by a terrible momentum blew the big tree tilting, and the leaves struggled and rolled in the wind, and crashed into the sound wave range formed by the Purple Sutra King.
"Huh?"
The King of Purple Clothes Sutra stared angrily in shock and doubt, and the power of the soul between his brows was instantly stimulated and spread.
boom!!--
The two sound waves and momentum suddenly collided together invisibly, like an invisible thunderstorm exploding.
The sand on the ground suddenly rolled up and rolled up.
For a moment, there was flying sand and rocks, choking people so much that they couldn't open their eyes, dead leaves and branches burst into pieces, and they ran around like mice.
Boom boom boom——
In the surrounding forest, the qi jin pushed and collided back and forth, and even exploded into circles of earth bags with a terrifying momentum.
The mere clash of voices and momentum between the two peerless warriors had already erupted into a momentum that surpassed all those who had just fought.
Countless people, even though they were dizzy and deafened, could not help but become inexplicably excited when they heard the familiar whistling sound coming from the sky in the distance. They all looked excitedly towards the sky in the night.
The Lord of Black Wind Village!!!
The wind roared and black clouds fell into the sky.
An eagle spread its wings like a dark cloud and flew over. The hurricane cover fanned out by its wings with an astonishing wingspan made the trees in the forest below bend into a bow, and it screamed in the strong wind.
A burly and domineering figure that everyone is familiar with stands proudly on the back of an eagle like a hill. His arms full of strong and sinewy muscles are like iron ropes across the river around his chest. His black cloak flies behind his back like giant bat wings. His eyes are
Suddenly, a cold and divine intimidating light burst out, like two golden auroras, piercing straight towards the purple-robed Sutra King whose expression suddenly became solemn.
God of War Catalog · Divine Power!!!
The power and momentum of the two souls collided again.
The King of Purple Clothes Sutra was caught off guard and felt a sharp pain between his brows. His soul couldn't help but let out a burst of screams, his momentum dropped, his face changed horribly and he suddenly retreated.
The red bat on his shoulder suddenly let out a strange cry that was difficult to hear. The cry was like a sharp knife breaking through the suppressed momentum, causing the Purple Sutra King to escape from the strong mental and spiritual shock.
Jiang Dali let out a light sigh, staring closely at the face of the King of Purple Clothes Sutra, which was very similar to Xiong Ba's. He suddenly sneered and aroused a powerful fighting spirit. He grabbed the knife with both hands, and the iron nail wrist guards suddenly expanded, and his legs
With one bend, the calf and thigh muscles pump out amazing power.
The magic eagle screamed and was kicked vertically towards the woods.
"Since you are the dominant father! Then you will take a knife for your dead son!!!"
Woohoo!!!
The air was like a curtain cut by a huge side knife, and there was an overwhelming roar!
A dazzling red flame suddenly flashed through the air, lighting up half of the sky, forming a majestic and domineering terrifying sword energy that was twenty feet long, showing its madness and slashing down in anger!
In the blink of an eye, the ferocious sword energy was forced into the range of three feet, and the strong murderous aura surged in. The King of Purple Clothes Sutra was not afraid, he let out a long roar, and his inner energy was shaken. Two sutras suddenly floated out from the grass basket, and his blood-red palms
, and slapped the two scrolls of scriptures floating down respectively!
With a sound of "wave", all the black characters in the two volumes of scriptures were seen, swarming out like angry waves, erupting like a river bursting its embankment, blasting towards the twenty-foot sword energy.
A volume of Prajna Demonic Sutra is 266 words long, which forced Guan Yutian, Ice Emperor and others to go all out and still resulted in heavy casualties.
These two volumes of the Prajna Demonic Sutra are 532 words in total. They are already the twelfth level of terrifying power of the Sutra and No Way technique. They have the power of gods and ghosts to ward off changes!
The Ice King, Goddess Mother and others who were nearest all anticipated something bad and immediately retreated.
"Long!!"
The two peerless powers collided head-on for the first time under the shocked eyes. The loud noise that erupted was like a sky thunder exploding, as if the sky was shattering and the earth was cracking, shaking the soil on the ground.
Corpses suddenly broke off the ground, flew into the sky and exploded.
Various trees made a crunching sound as if they were overwhelmed, and twisted like crazy. A strong wind passed through the branches and leaves, making a roaring roar.
Amid the shocked and expectant gazes, five hundred and thirty-two black characters were blown away by the sword energy as thick as a bridge in the chaotic battlefield.
However, the sword energy was on the verge of dissipation, and was defeated by the Zen King Ziyi Jingwang's Zen staff.
The hands of the Purple Sutra King holding the Zen staff trembled violently, and he staggered and retreated repeatedly. He felt that the shaking Zen staff in his hands was like a ferocious rolling python about to fly out, and the tiger's mouth was about to burst.
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At this moment, he truly understood how powerful the main force of Black Wind Village was rumored to be.
Even he couldn't bear this brutal and terrifying power.
He yelled angrily and kicked his foot into the ground to stand firm. The soil exploded. He didn't dare to neglect. He put his palms together and was about to activate his unique invisible air wall to protect his body. However...
"boom!"
A golden figure as tall as a mountain fell down as fast as a meteorite.
Just after landing, the ground sank with a bang.
A vague phantom rushed towards him quickly and brutally against the shock wave. In the muscular arms, the red sword wrapped in the heat wave like a flame and slashed violently.
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