Chunyang First Headmaster

Chapter 645
However, Xiao Qianli was ambushed by four directions and was in a critical situation. He immediately took out the sword box and used the Zhuxian Sword, Killing Xianjian, Trapping Xianjian, and Juxianjian to form a complete Zhuxian sword formation. Shooting everywhere, several monks were caught off guard, how could they withstand such a strong force, the sword light was twisted, and immediately turned into flying ash.

Di Shitian didn't expect the sudden change in the situation. Seeing the sword formation like a mountain, layer upon layer attacking towards him, he was surprised and said: "Why is your sword formation completely different from last time?"

Xiao Qianli didn't say a word, just pushed the sword formation with all his strength, and squeezed over like mountains and seas, fearing that the monk would get away easily like last time, and the immortal sword energy was shining brightly, Di Shitian only felt the power in the space grow Strangely twisted, the feet seemed to be stuck in the quagmire, and each step seemed to carry ten thousand catties of sand.

Before he could get rid of it, thousands of Immortal Slaughter sword lights suddenly shot out in front of his eyes, each with a fierce killing power.Those who were trapped in the sword array were all tossing and turning, and if they were a little careless, several sword lights had already broken through the true energy of the body, piercing half of the body.

Di Shitian was startled, his arms shook, and a ray of Buddha's light rose slowly, blocking out thousands of sword lights. Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in front of him, and a beam of Zhuxian sword light shot towards his head like a horse in front of him. Killing gods, meeting saints and killing saints.

Before the sword energy came into his body, Di Shitian's heart was shocked for no reason. He felt a sense of shattering coming from behind him. He hurriedly turned his head to look, and saw the overwhelming sword energy attacking from behind. The murderous aura was shocking. Evil spirit pervades, from heaven to earth, from heaven to earth, from heaven to earth, all of them are sealed by this celestial sword energy, no matter how powerful they are, there is nowhere to escape.

His actions were tightly blocked by the Qi of the Immortal Trapping Sword, and there were thousands of Immortal Slaughtering Sword lights wandering around him. There was the Immortal Execution Sword in front and the Immortal Absolute Sword in the back.Di Shitian only felt a trance in his heart. It seemed that from the memory inheritance, he saw an extremely arrogant middle-aged Taoist with long beard, holding the four swords of Zhuxian, proudly facing the most powerful opponent in the world.

"Hehe, how could it be him?" Di Shitian shook his head, quickly dispelled the many memories in his mind, curled his lips, and said with a low smile, "Who in the world is better than him?"

"Although it's not that person, the poor monk is not the ancient Di Shitian..." The fear in his eyes flashed away, he raised his left hand quickly, pointed his sword between his eyebrows, waved his right arm, and gave a low shout, His body suddenly became transparent, and the thousands of sword qi attacking from all directions unexpectedly passed through his body.

"Is it similar to the method of relying on emptiness to control the wind?" Xiao Qianli frowned slightly, pinched a sword formula with his right hand, and said in a low voice, "Thunder sword suppresses the soul, trap!"

The endless mist suddenly rose, and four fierce and unparalleled sword qi loomed in the mist. The four swords turned into tens of thousands, criss-crossing, forming a huge cage in an instant, enclosing Di Shitian's figure, together with the The besieging monks were locked inside together.

Seeing this, several old monks who were self-confident of their profound skills all changed their colors, roaring and rushing towards the cage, wanting to shatter the beam of light as before, but the formation now is not the four major swords in "Tian Dao Jian Shi", It is the real Four Swords of Zhuxian, where thousands of sword lights and essences are flowing, and the entire cage is shining brightly together, suppressing all the monks in it.

An old monk with a pale appearance was extremely embarrassed. Before he fought alone, he shattered the eyes of the immortal formation made of broken stars. He was quite proud at first, but now he saw the four swords are fierce , circling back and forth around Di Shitian, still fighting inextricably.But it was only the aftermath of the four swords, and the monks were firmly suppressed. They couldn't help but look ashamed, and murmured: "It turns out that the gap between the poor monk and him is so big..."

His lips twitched a few times, as if he had made up his mind, he chanted the Buddha's name, and golden Buddha light burst from his body, gradually turning into a golden arhat.

This golden arhat has hundreds of wings on his back, a giant python wrapped around his right arm, and his whole body is shining brightly. The light is not dazzling, but dark yellow and thick like the earth.The shape gradually changed, turning into a bodhisattva sitting on a lotus flower with a jewel in his left hand and a tin staff in his right hand.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!

"The hell is not empty, I swear that I will not become a Buddha, and all living beings will be saved before I can prove Bodhi." The distant Zen sound seems to come from the sky, and it seems to come from the Nine Nether Hell.The flowers bloomed and faded, the Sanskrit sound was loud, and the state of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss appeared vaguely, and for a while, the pressure of the sword that filled the air was suppressed.

"The golden body turns into a pure land, is this bald donkey desperate?"

Xiao Qianli was in charge of the four swords, and felt the slightest changes in the duel. The corner of his mouth blushed, and a slaying sword qi pierced his head, intending to kill this desperate monk on the spot.

"Zheng!" With a crisp sound, the Immortal Slaughter Sword Qi had already hit Ksitigarbha King Bodhisattva's eyebrows, but failed to penetrate, and was forcibly resisted by Ksitigarbha's incarnation.

The old monk's eyebrows were tingling, the powerful force pierced his brain into chaos, and he screamed in despair: "Junior brother, retreat quickly—"

Before the words fell, the Pure Land Extreme Realm could no longer resist the fierce and unparalleled killing sword energy, the whole body burst open suddenly, and the Buddha's light was so bright in an instant, that even the four swords of Zhu Xian couldn't suppress it for a while.

Di Shi's body turned into a phantom, and he was chased to heaven and earth by the sword energy of Zhu Xian. When he saw this, he roared, his voice was full of endless grief, and he shouted hoarsely: "Xiao Qianli, the poor monk will not die with you!" endlessly!"

He stomped his feet heavily, and with the help of that explosive force, he broke away from the increasing pressure of the sword array, a stream of light attached to the Buddha's light, and escaped from the circle covered by Zhu Xian's four swords.

"The golden cicada escapes?"

This time Xiao Qianli saw the opponent's actions clearly, his face changed slightly, and with a wave of his sleeve, a huge sword shadow descended from the sky, and the chaotic sword energy suddenly swept over, intending to drag Di Shitian into the Zhuxian sword formation again.

But Di Shitian launched this time with all his strength, and his speed was extremely fast. Just as the sword shadow fell to the ground, his figure had jumped tens of feet away, and he disappeared without a trace.

The biggest enemy fled without a trace, Xiao Qian was so angry that he couldn't breathe out, his face was ashen, four swords rolled in one roll, and he used killing moves frequently, and he was cruel to the monks trapped in the sword array!
All the monks looked at each other with exactly the same expression, nodded to each other, clasped their hands together, and proclaimed the Buddha's name. More and more Buddha's light diffused from the whole body, and the golden bodies of the Buddha burst out of thin air. The sword swayed for a while.

In an instant, the clouds cleared and the fog cleared, only the four swords stood proudly in the huge open space, and many eminent monks who had achieved cultivation were all turned into fly ash, not even a single living person was left behind.

(End of this chapter)