That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 941 This is the Master of Sword Sect

After Murong Xuan retreated seven steps, she didn't retreat half an inch, her figure was about to fall but she didn't fall, but there was a thunderous roar in her palm, and then this mighty sword thirteen slowly disappeared into thin air.

After Xu Beiyou used his sword repeatedly but returned in vain, it seemed that the mud bodhisattva was also aroused to three points of anger. He no longer kept his hand, and directly bullied him. Tianlan swept out a line of speed in his hand, and the mighty sword energy All gathered within this line, this line is not only the sword energy, but also the line of life and death.

When a sword cultivator steps into the realm of the eighteenth floor, he already has the root of breaking the void, just like a warrior breaking through the void, forcibly breaking the gap between man and heaven with three feet in his hand. In fact, the reason is very simple, since the sword in his hand can break Open the small thousand world, why can't you break the big thousand world?The three-foot ultimate is to use the sword to break through the barriers of this vast world.

This is the case with Xu Beiyou's sword, it already has the aura of piercing the void, although it is still a little short of the real piercing, but it is more than enough to break Murong Xuan's innocent body with this sword.

The Taoist's innocent body is said to be free from dust, not afraid of the intrusion of the world of mortals, not afraid of all kinds of acquired filth, and not afraid of all kinds of insidious spells, but most afraid of Jianzong's straightforward methods. It's a very appropriate analogy, a person can be immune to all diseases, but he is still afraid of swords, guns, swords and halberds, and Xu Beiyou's sword is swords, guns, swords and halberds.

Originally, according to normal principles, if one wants to prove the Wugou body, at least one must be a Daoist master of the [-]th floor realm. The reason why Murong Xuan can prove the Wugou body with the [-]th floor realm , naturally took many shortcuts with Qiu Ye's help, so her Wugou body was not as invulnerable as a normal Wugou body.

Facing Xu Beiyou's sword, Murong Xuan's face changed suddenly, and she said coldly: "If you don't make a move now, when will you wait?"

In a deep dense forest outside Lihuazhai, a blond and blue-eyed foreigner has been waiting here for a long time. He is dressed in a pure white robe with gold trim, holding an extremely gorgeous and capable sword in his hand. Platinum staff, the top of the staff is inlaid with a piece of pure crystal the size of a fist, and there is light shining in it, as if it is a "burning sun" that has shrunk countless times.

He slammed the staff in his hand on the ground, and the "scorching sun" in the crystal became brighter and brighter, and then countless rays of light "overflowed" from the crystal, slowly flowing along the staff, spreading to his whole body , as if coated with a layer of light edge.

He began to chant the holy scriptures.

This is the canon of the sanctuary.

Its voice is peaceful, not like thunder from the Taoist sect, nor like the roar of a lion from the Buddhist sect, but its voice is louder than the former two. Everyone is coated with a layer of light, and even the ground under their feet, the surrounding trees, even every leaf, and every stinging insect are coated with a layer of white and hot light.

Finally, the leader of the Cardinal from the Far West raised his staff.

The entire sky was instantly dyed with a layer of dazzling light.

Then a beam of light as thick as a mountain fell from the sky.

If this beam of light was allowed to fall, the entire Lihua Village would probably be destroyed.

Xu Beiyou didn't want this stockade to be implicated by him. As the saying goes, if you are poor, you will be good for yourself, and if you are rich, you will benefit the world. Now that he has the ability to help others, of course he will not sit back and watch the stockade be destroyed. He gave up on Murong Xuan who was right in front of him. Turn to the sky above your head.

I saw a long rainbow of sword energy rising against the current, and its momentum was not inferior to this huge beam of light falling from the sky.

The two met in mid-air and then crashed into each other.

The sky and the earth were suddenly white, with no distinction between up, down, left, and right, and no distinction between east, west, north, and south.

When the white light dissipated, Xu Beiyou stood in midair holding a sword, his white hair fluttering in the wind, while Li Fenggu appeared next to Murong Xuan, still elegant and calm, with no dust or filth on his body, his whole body Man is like a beam of the purest light.

He looked at the lady who was extremely distinguished in the East beside him, and said slowly: "This is the young Sword Sect Master? I remember that he didn't seem to appear in Wanshi Garden during the last battle of Jundao middle."

Murong Xuan said expressionlessly: "At that time, he was trapped in the secret realm of Jianzong. After the Battle of Jundao, he escaped from the secret realm. Since then, he has soared into the sky. Unstoppable."

Li Fenggu nodded, and asked bluntly: "You and I join hands, can we kill him?"

Murong Xuan's face was a little dignified, and she said slowly: "If he didn't use Zhu Xian, there would probably be five or five, but if he used Zhu Xian, it would be hard to say."

Li Fenggu said with a little emotion: "The last time I was in Jundao, I didn't directly face His Majesty the Emperor of your Eastern Empire, but his power is still fresh in my memory. It is a power beyond the human world, and it should not exist in the world The power in the world, so he died, the young man in front of him, although he is still some distance away from the emperor, but the distance will not be too long."

Murong Xuan frowned. She herself is one of the best in the world, but since this visitor from the far west can be evenly matched with Lan Yu, then her own realm should be higher than hers. Xuan is not far away, which means that although Xu Beiyou's combat strength has declined due to injuries after repeated vicious battles, his own realm has become more solid and solid, rising instead of falling.

The more you fight, the braver you are, and the more you fight, the more you fight.

These eight words suddenly appeared in Murong Xuan's mind. This is a common method used by people in the Sword Sect. When Shangguan Xianchen came out of the mountain, one battle after another, and one battle was even worse than the previous one. He sharpened his self-cultivation by fighting to the death , and finally climbed to the No.1 position in the world step by step by relying on such means, and now it has been replaced by Xu Beiyou.

Her expression became more and more gloomy.

At this moment, Xu Beiyou's voice came from above the two of them: "Sure enough, as Xu expected, Mrs. Murong invited a helper, and it was such a helper."

"Two, one is the head teacher's wife of the Taoist sect, who once led a practice in the Buddhist sect, and the other is the cardinal of the Western Holy Church. I have heard the teachings of the holy church all along, and they all persuade people to be good, and the Taoist Buddha is even more You have the virtue of living well, so the two of you must not want to cause blood to flow here because of the three of us fighting, why don't we choose another place to win or lose, okay?"

Murong Xuan raised her head and stared at Xu Beiyou for a long time, then slowly said a good word.

Xu Beiyou's figure disappeared in a flash.

Then Li Fenggu and Murong Xuan turned into a flash of white light and followed closely behind.

Lihuazhai gradually returned to calm.

Lan Lihua, who was standing there, first looked around, then looked up at the world, and finally let out a long breath of foul air.

The scene just now was like a dream, but now it seems to be waking up from a big dream.

This village, which is second to none in southern Xinjiang, can even withstand the attack of tens of thousands of officers and soldiers, but it is so vulnerable in front of those real gods and masters.

Fortunately, those gods finally let go of this place and went to fight elsewhere.

Lan Lihua looked back, and couldn't help thinking of the young man of the same age who was standing in front of her just now.

It turned out that he was really the suzerain of Jianzong.

It turned out that this was the master of Jianzong.

(End of this chapter)