Chunyang First Headmaster

Chapter 327

There was only a loud "bang" sound, but the entire aura of Shengtai Chi trembled, the phantom of the giant sword trembled continuously, and the two qi of yin and yang were twisted into a chaotic mass, and were shattered by the aftermath of the blow, turning into a dense haze. gas.

The six monks had stood more than ten feet away at this time, and they were also shaken by the blow so that their chests were full of blood, and they couldn't help showing expressions of shock. One of the monks was speechless for a long time, put his hand on his chest, and whispered He said: "Brother Mu Hai, you were lucky enough to stop me just now, otherwise... I'm afraid that if I can't even catch a single move, I will be beaten to pieces."

Monk Mu Hai was also stunned for a long while, and then murmured after a while: "I don't know... I just thought that since this Headmaster Xiao can take down Da Ci'en Temple with a single sword, how can we have such abilities? It's just... who can do it?" Did you expect to have such amazing strength?"

"Stop arguing, let's see if Master Ming is the upper hand, or the head teacher Chunyang?"

Several people stared at each other, only to see flying sand and rocks flying in the aura, the sky was so dark that even the shadows of people could not be distinguished, how could they tell who was winning and who was losing?After watching for a while, Monk Mu Hai sighed in vain, shook his head and smiled wryly: "It's ridiculous that among us, the youngest brother Mu Wen has also practiced kung fu for 30 years, and his elder brother is even more than forty-two, but he can't even look at it." Clearly, it's really ridiculous..."

A few monks came from afar in anger, but now they are all downcast, they all feel that they are as old as a dog, not to mention inferior to these elders with supernatural powers, and younger juniors like Mu Kong and Mu Ming. It's far worse than that, and I can't help being very frustrated.

At this time, in the aura field, even though the yin and yang qi were exploded into a mess, they still firmly suppressed the grand aura emanating from the bodhi relic's phantom dharma body, and only heard Zen Master Mingfa exclaiming: "Benefactor Xiao's technique seals the world, Really awesome!"

Xiao Qianli's move was fruitless, and he replied flatly: "The Great Monk has praised——"

With a flick of his right hand, the long sword released four sword qi at the same time, turning freely in the Tai Chi, wandering freely, and gradually formed the aura of the four images, which turned into one, which is the "four images" in "Northern Dark Sword Qi Reincarnation".

"Excellent swordsmanship!" Zen Master Mingfa couldn't help but praise even though he was in the midst of the battle, "First there was the Three Talents Sword, which had the Dao of Heaven, the Dao of Humanity, and the Dao of Authenticity. Now there is the Sword of Four Elephants, before the Vermilion Bird and then Xuanwu, with the green dragon on the left and the white tiger on the right, swaggers above, forms images in the sky, and takes form on the earth. There is also the magic of reincarnation in the sword energy, such an exquisite swordsmanship! It is really the only one I have seen in my life!"

His dharma body was trapped by Sheng Tai Chi, but he still kept his spirits up. He waved his Zen staff so hard that it was difficult to splash water. He only heard four consecutive "ding ding ding ding", but it seemed that there was only one sound. Although he barely caught it, he was still caught by the sword. The law of reincarnation contained in the air made his face turn pale, his body staggered, and he barely stood still.

"The third sword!" Seeing that Zen Master Mingfa defended the law of reincarnation with his own cultivation, Xiao Qianli also secretly praised in his heart. Do it!"
As soon as this sword is cast, there are five colors of sword energy flashing, arranged in blue, yellow, red, white and black, constantly changing like flowing water, it is the righteous energy of the five directions, unstoppable, no one in the five elements can escape the power of this sword.

Rao is Zen Master Mingfa's profound skill, when he saw this sword, he couldn't help but change his expression, and with a low drink, the gilded Zen staff turned into a golden light, flying towards the five-color sword energy.

Almost at the same time, the bodhi relic's illusory Dharma image also gathered its eighteen arms, and the golden bow, silver halberd, divine pestle for blessing, precious file... and other magic weapons also all blocked it.

With a "click", the thick as a goose egg was cut into two pieces by a sword, and the Bodhi dharma body condensed by the true energy was also beaten to pieces. Eighteen arms were broken inch by inch, and only two arms were left holding the divine pestle for blessing. Survival with the fish intestines.

The Chunjun sword continued to strike straight at the right chest of Zen Master Mingfa. In a hurry, Zen Master Mingfa only had time to sink, blood splashed, and the extremely sharp Chunjun sword pierced his right shoulder. From behind the shoulders.

"Master Uncle Mingfa (Master Uncle)..." Sheng Taiji turned into a ray of light and flew into Xiao Qianli's eyebrows, and the aura also dissipated. Only then did all the monks see the situation in the field clearly, and they couldn't help but exclaimed in unison .

Holding the sword in his hand, Xiao Qianli did not make any follow-up actions, but asked indifferently: "Monk, what do you have to say now?"

Zen Master Mingfa was seriously injured and could no longer hold half of his Zen staff. He fell to the ground with a "clang" sound, his face was miserable, and he shook his head after a while, and said in a low voice: "First there are three talents, then there are four images, and now there are three talents. The sword of the five elements, dare to ask the benefactor, what is the next sword?"

Xiao Qianli was slightly stunned, and then smiled lightly and said, "It's okay to tell you, the sword technique of this seat is called "Northern Darkness Sword Qi", and there are nine moves in total, and the next ones are 'Liuhe Sovereign', 'Seven Stars Gongrui' ', 'Bagua Dongxuan'... As for other sword moves, they are not enough for outsiders to understand!"

"Ah!" Zen Master Mingfa's complexion suddenly changed, he nodded and said, "So that's how it is..."

Although the six monks were terrified by Xiao Qianli's marvelous martial arts skills, they still bravely rushed over, Mu Hai trembled all over, gritted his teeth and shouted loudly: "Xiao... benefactor, since you are victorious now , why bother to kill them all? Please don’t embarrass Master Ming!”

Xiao Qianli turned a deaf ear to the shouts of the six monks, and smiled, "What did the great monk say?"

Zen Master Mingfa clasped his hands together and sighed softly: "The poor monk is no longer able to capture Mukong anymore, but if the monks of this temple meet him in the future, they will definitely capture him and lose his martial arts..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he coughed loudly, and his white beard was immediately stained with blood.

Mu Hai and the others couldn't help being anxious, thinking that their lives are still in the hands of others, why should they be so tough?If the opponent became fierce, as long as the long sword sank, Zen Master Mingfa's life would be taken immediately.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Qianli smiled slightly, and the sword light flashed, and the sword was put into its sheath.It caused a burst of joy in the hearts of the six monks.

Xiao Qianli knew exactly how little experience they had.What Zen Master Mingfa said was actually a slack for Mukong, and he admitted that he was powerless to deal with Mukong again. As for "meeting him" in the future, it was Mukong's own fate, and who could protect him for the rest of his life? ?
"Well done!"

After Xiao Qianli left a word, his figure had disappeared without a trace.

"Master Uncle (Master Uncle)!" Seeing Xiao Qianli leaving, all the monks surrounded him one after another, supporting Zen Master Mingfa with all their might, only to see his face was as white as gold paper, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, and then Gradually recovering, he shook his head with a wry smile and said, "This benefactor Xiao has such a domineering swordsmanship and superb cultivation. I tried my best, but I can only resist his three swords..."

"Three Swords?" The monks couldn't see the fight between the two clearly, and they couldn't help being shocked when they heard what Zen Master Mingfa said. Sword? Just how good is this person's martial art realm?"

Zen Master Mingfa shook his head and did not answer, and after a while he said in a low voice, "Let's go back..." There was a hint of desolation in his words.

The monks were silent, someone led the horse at that moment, helped Zen Master Mingfa get on the horse, and the group headed east dejectedly.At night, I found a small temple on the outskirts of the city to place an order.

"Dang!—Dang! Dang!" In the dead of night, just as the sound of clappers sounded slowly and quickly, Zen Master Mingfa, who was still resting in the guest room to heal his injuries, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Benefactor Xiao, the poor monk is inconvenient, please come in and explain—"

(End of this chapter)