martial arts mythology system

Chapter 356 Jun Huai Xu

"Emperor creates yin and yang, good fortune spreads, gods give birth to seven states, essence shines, circles cover squares, and everything is healthy. Ministers dare to report only, and recommend the emperor as the emperor."

Han Feng's chanting sound echoed in the nine-color cloud and smoke, and this huge cloud and smoke is like a link connecting the heaven and the earth, spreading the blessings related to the heaven and the earth between these universes to the whole world.

Yuchen heard all about it inside and outside Beijing.

The Sanskrit god stood on the ground, and wanted to stop Han Feng first, but was hugged tightly by Gu Xuantong.

The disciples of the Xuanjian Division went forward one after another, charging at the Sanskrit God.

"Sanskrit god, you monster will be punished!"

A row of guards of the Hanging Sword Division was closest to the Sanskrit God and rushed to him the fastest.

However, being brave alone is not enough to bridge the vast difference in martial arts realm.

The Sanskrit god looked forward indifferently, mockingly:
"You think your courage can do a lot, but in fact, it is nothing but moving yourself... This is the stupid mediocrity, that is, the so-called world."

Then he turned his head and said to Gu Xuantong:
"You, do you understand?"

There was a bang, a huge vibration that shook the world, and in an instant it covered up Han Feng's voice of chanting the sacrifice to the world.

The invincible innate power erupted loudly, completely impacting on Gu Xuantong, crushing him to pieces, completely shattering him into ashes.

Afterwards, clouds surged in the sky, and Gu Xuantong was about to be reborn again.

But he saw the right hand of the Sanskrit god raised high, looking like an ancient Qi practitioner who refined the wind and rain.

Rolling innate power poured into Gu Xuantong's calamity cloud without end.

The black cloud wave was affected and surged more violently, but due to the interference of the innate qi, Gu Xuantong couldn't be revived from the calamity cloud for a while...

"Although the "Calamity Cloud Divine Law" is indeed an unrivaled martial art of the Taoist sect, but...you will not have the ability to face me if you haven't achieved innate talent for a day."

The Sanskrit God spoke slowly, as if he didn't care about those disciples of the Xuanjian Division rushing towards him.

And when many disciples approached the body of the Sanskrit God at a distance of ten feet, they were subjected to terrifying true energy pressure as soon as they stepped in.

The innate nature of the human world, to the mortal beings, is the existence of gods and demons. It is difficult for mortals to approach and even look up.

The Sanskrit god didn't fully open up his force field, but made people unable to get close to him.

"People in the world can only use their arms as a cart, but they are good at moving themselves."

"Your stupidity reeks of rancidity."

The Sanskrit god no longer cared about Xuan Jiansi's charge against him, but slowly raised his foot and walked towards Han Feng.

Immediately, the white-clothed god stopped talking, pursed his lips, and slowly approached Han Feng.

The pace is neither slow nor fast, and the demeanor is calm.

The disciple of the Xuanjian Division rushed towards the Sanskrit God fearlessly, but was forced to kneel down by the innate force field.

Although he was never killed, the humiliation of the soul hurts even more.

"You villain, don't even think about going any further!"

The five great sword masters came to fight each other, and the five divine swords worked together to exert a power that surpassed five people alone. The five sword lights merged, blocking the Sanskrit God and Han Feng, and released a terrifying force to the Sanskrit God. Jianguang!

However, the Sanskrit god just waved his sleeves, and the invisible innate qi seemed to open a crack in time and space that swallowed everything... The sword qi of the five sword masters was completely swallowed up in an instant.

"Evil? Good and evil... who decides?"

The Sanskrit God slowly asked questions, and then, his eyes suddenly became deep when looking at the five people.

The innate power exploded with the transmission of the eyes, causing terrifying destructive power invisible.

Five people teamed up, but they were blasted away by a single look at the same time...

The Sanskrit god did not continue to pursue, but raised his foot and walked slowly towards the city of Yuchen where Han Feng was located...

"The book of rites and slanders is recommended, the emperor and the gods will enjoy it, ten thousand dances are performed, [-]% of them have been performed, the emperor bestows a blessing,... the gods and men congratulate, praise the emperor, the treasure is called the Thai name, there is poverty Quantity, always strong and thick, Zaiyu is always constant, humble ministers bow their heads and bow their heads, and you are blessed with grace."

Among the nine-colored clouds and smoke, Han Feng, who was dancing with the [Heavenly Punishment Sword], had finished reciting the words of prayer, and the sword dance was slow, ready to restrain himself.

At this time, the Sanskrit God slowly approached, as if he wanted to kill Xuan Jiansi's last hope.

"Sanskrit God!! You don't want to go any further."

Mr. Chu, who had been knocked down from the sky by the Sanskrit God before, rushed to the Sanskrit God enduring his injuries, brandishing the black knife and black sword in his hand, vowing to stop the Sanskrit God from advancing.

The Sanskrit god raised his eyebrows, and it seemed that the person in front of him sounded.

"It turned out to be Mr. Chu, what a pity."

The Sanskrit God sighed lightly and tapped his finger.

The innate power erupted suddenly, like the most powerful terror in the world.

However, facing such an imminent situation, Mr. Chu retreated step by step.

An old figure appeared in front of Yu Chenjing, bleeding all over his body, smiling palely.

"I laugh at the sky from the sidelines, and I will save my heart and gall in Kunlun!"

As he saw the blood oozing all over his body, his aura of martial arts climbed up again, bursting out with a martial aura far surpassing that before.

Slowly, an extremely powerful demon-suppressing totem manifested and behind the old man, he resisted the offensive of the Sanskrit god like this...

The old man's legs sank into the ground, and the surrounding ground sank two feet at the same time...but...it was blocked after all.

In front of this scene, Xuanjian Division and even Zhenwutang were all moved.

"What can you win if you are moved by the worldly self?"

The Sanskrit god was still speaking, when he saw a young girl rushing forward.

"I will never let you go any further!"

A young girl ran over from the battlefield. Although her martial arts level was low, she stood firmly between Han Feng and the Sanskrit god, trying to block the white-clothed god.

"Yuqi!"

Gu Yunzhou and Guo Qinhan chased after them.

Looking at the nine-color cloud and smoke where Han Feng was, and then at the Sanskrit God, he took out the will to fight to the death and stood in front of the Sanskrit God.

Seeing this, everyone in Xuanjian Division rushed over one after another. Since they can't get close to the Sanskrit God, they should stand in his way!
Even if it is death!Also make his road a bit rough!
"What do you think proves??"

The Sanskrit god finally couldn't understand it, and slowly raised his hand, transforming into an invisible innate palm force, descending from the sky, and slowly pressing it down.

This palm is the final chapter of plundering life.

Although Han Feng in the cloud has been chanting prayers and controlling the essence of heaven and earth transformed by Jiuli Miasma, he can still perceive the external situation. Seeing everyone's behavior for the Sanskrit God, he couldn't help being moved.

I tried my best to speed up the movement of Nine Colors Cloud Mist, but there was no way to speed it up.

At the moment when his heart was getting heavier, a gentle man's voice sounded in Han Feng's ear.

"Come all the way, it's been hard work, let me bear the burden for you next time... Be prepared, there will be even greater difficulties to face later..."

Listening to the voice in his ear, Han Feng knew that his rush all the way had finally caught up.

Run the nine-color cloud and smoke, and finally receive the power of heaven and earth, and send the [Heavenly Punishment Sword] to the sky above.

The innate palm of the Sanskrit God slowly fell, and it was about to end the lives of everyone in the Xuanjian Division.

Suddenly, heaven and earth, Feiquan, Hangzhang, Zhaoxia, Zhengyang... the six qi rioted.

A beam of sword light descended from the sky, penetrated the human world, and actually pierced through this innate palm energy head-on.

And the mighty Sanskrit God finally took a step back.

"Jun Huaixu, you surprised me."

The Sanskrit god looked towards the top of the city.

Dressed in green clothes that move with the wind, holding the [Future Mirror] in his left hand and holding the [Sword of Heavenly Punishment] in his right hand, he is alone.

　I'm going, this chapter was misplaced before, I haven't found it yet, in fact, it has been updated but everyone can't see it...

　　Cried……

　　
　
(End of this chapter)