Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 1221 A crushing defeat

Wen Mufeng had already held the Tian Chan Knife in his hand, seeing that Fang Jianming was in extreme danger, he shouted: "Master, take the knife!" He threw the Tian Chan Knife with all his might, and then confronted the red-headed dragon and the fire-eyed golden monkey. to kill.

Fang Jianming didn't need to look back, he already knew who was coming, a strong excitement surged in his heart, he let out a long roar, turned his body upside down, managed to dodge the dragon stick, and instantly took the Tianchan knife in his hand, pulled it out The knife was out of its sheath, and it struck out with the knife, touching the dragon stick waved by the Pope of Persia.

boom!
Two great forces spread out in all directions, and many who were fighting hurriedly jumped down the mountain to avoid being affected.

The corner of Fang Jianming's mouth was bleeding, but he let out a loud "haha" laugh, his body turned around, and flew down the mountain.

The Pope of Persia only said that he was going to run away, and shouted: "Where are we going?" He waved his dragon staff, swept the Fire-eyed Golden Monkey aside, and chased down the mountain.

The two of them went one in front and one behind, and it took only three ups and downs to reach the bottom of the mountain.

Fang Jianming ran wildly for more than five hundred feet, and suddenly he turned around and slashed out with a huge saber energy. The Pope of Persia stopped in mid-air, and sealed the dragon stick. There was a "bang", and the two His whole body shook and he fell to the ground.

A strange evil smile flashed across the corner of Fang Jianming's mouth, and he pulled a saber, and the sword became one. The Pope of Persia's heart sank, and he couldn't see any flaws in Fang Jianming's body, and he couldn't help being surprised.

Suddenly there was a loud booming sound from the top of the mountain, and then there were rocks rolling around, and countless figures rushed down. Those with advanced martial arts were entangled together, fighting to the death, not paying attention to the rocks at all.After a while, the battlefield has turned from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain.The field at the foot of the mountain is wide, let them toss, and immediately it will be another bloody battle.

When Mengde and Marandi fight for a long time, it will be a matter of life and death.After the two fought fiercely for three moves, Meng De punched Marandi in the heart.Ma Landi trembled all over, his eyes protruded, and suddenly he slapped out a palm, although it didn't hit Meng De's body, but the wind of the palm gushed out violently, shaking Meng De flying several feet away.

With a "click", Meng De fell to the ground and struggled for a while, because of his heavy injury, he couldn't even get up.And at the moment when Meng Defei flew out, there were three "bang bang bang", Ma Landi's whole body shook three times in succession, he opened his mouth to spurt a mouthful of blood, swayed his body and took a few steps back, and finally fell down straight.

At this moment, Bai Yiyi and Bai Yiren exchanged their swords, and Mo Xie combined, with dazzling brilliance, it immediately overwhelmed the Holy Sword of Light in the hands of the Holy Envoy of Light.

In an instant, the Holy Envoy of Light uttered a scream, and rushed out of thousands of sword shadows, dripping with blood, as if he had just come out of a pool of blood.

After landing on the ground, the holy envoy of light pushed the holy sword of light to the ground, intending to stabilize his body, but the holy sword of light had already developed a crack, and after such force, it broke immediately, the light on the sword dissipated, and his people also died. fell to the ground.

However, the Holy Envoy of Light is not dead, but he has no power to attack. He has been hit by at least a hundred swords. This is also when Bai Yiren stabbed the last sword, thinking that many people died under his sword today. Man, unable to bear it for a moment, twisted the deadliest sword.Otherwise, he would have died on the spot.

The holy envoy of light had just fallen, when the fire-eyed golden monkey showed its might and scratched the envoy of Renwei Shariwal with its claws. It not only left two bloodstains on his chest, but also knocked him flying.Zhou Feng and Zhu Qiyan combined their swords together, stabbed a Persian master to death first, and then jumped up together, the two swords moved forward, Shariwal's body just flew there, and the sword pierced him through two holes.

When Zhang Daqian and the Messenger of Ten Thousand Flowers, Molde, fought to the point of fierceness, they slapped each other more than a dozen palms with only enough power remaining. Then the former staggered and sat down on the ground, while the latter stood upright, The aura on his body disappeared in an instant, his eyes were wide open, and he looked towards the west without any breath.

Zhu Hongshouyinlongjian went to the critical point and was about to stab the water purifier Bohya, but suddenly the water purifier Bohya closed his eyes, looking as if he was dying.

Seeing the sadness on her face, Zhu Hongshou couldn't help but feel a little soft in her heart. The sword's power changed in a blink of an eye, and cut off one of her arms. Bohya seemed to be relieved, and there was a strange look on her face. Smiling, passed out in a pool of blood.

At this time, Bachman beat Huo Woyu and Pi Daqiu brothers flying with both palms, and he didn't know whether he was alive or not. Biyun's acupoint of the gate of life intends to kill Long Biyun.

Long Biyun was fighting fiercely with a tenth-level Dharma king, when she suddenly turned her body slightly, stretched out her jade arms, and divided her palms to the left and right, one palm caught Bachman's palm, and the other caught the tenth-level Dharma king's. palm strength.For a moment, the three of them stopped moving, but after a while, Long Biyun turned pale and sat down with her hands folded.

With a sound of "Peng", the tenth-level Dharma King's whole body seemed to be on fire. With a scream, he rolled to the ground, a puff of white smoke rose in the blink of an eye, and died on the field.

Bachman, on the other hand, shivered as if he had entered an ice cave. In order to escape for his life, he stepped back, but a chill suddenly appeared in his meridians, and soon reached his heart.

When he stretched several feet away, his whole body had turned into a block of ice, and a few feet further out, there was a loud noise, the ice block shattered, and Bachmann's people died in the air along with the ice block.

Seeing that the situation was over, the dark left and right ambassadors waved their staffs, unstoppable, and fought desperately.

The two white-bearded old men from the Zhengtian Sect stopped them halfway, and one of them knocked out the vajra ring, beating the left envoy of darkness until he vomited blood, but he himself sat down on the ground, obviously powerless to strike.

Another white-bearded old man crossed the wand of the Dark Envoy with the staff of the Right Envoy of Darkness, and there was a cracking sound, then the white-bearded old man swayed and rolled to the ground. He let out a cry, but in order to escape for his life, he had to endure his injuries and jumped up with the Dark Left Envoy who had just vomited blood, shooting tens of feet like lightning.

Dugu Jiutian let out a cold snort, and kicked a master of the Persian sect to his death on the spot, and instantly caught up with the Dark Left Envoy and the Dark Right Envoy.

Although the Dark Envoys were running fast, they also heard someone chasing from behind. The two of them were in the same state of mind. Just when Dugu Jiutian was about to catch up with them, they turned around suddenly and waved their staffs.

Dugu Jiutian had already expected that they would make this move, and while his body was shaking, he used a set of extremely weird movements, the person passed through the shadow of the staff like a ghost, and threw himself in front of the two of them, spreading his hands together , at a speed that couldn't be faster, stretched out his left hand and pressed the top of the dark left envoy's head, and his right hand pressed the top of the dark right envoy's head, two different but both powerful and incomparable forces poured directly into the two of them. brain.

(End of this chapter)