Breaking through Thunderbolt with martial arts

Chapter 819 Attack
Soon after, the comatose Yan Wushang gradually woke up.

The familiar aura made him instantly understand where he was.

"Demon Realm!"

Afterwards, Yan Wushang's eyes fell on the figure in front of him, "Prison Sky Profound Emperor!"

"Holy Infant Lord, you are finally awake."

Prison Emperor Xuantian said calmly.

Yan Wushang snorted coldly, "I heard that you and Feng Shimo led the demon world to seek refuge with the Master of the Six Paths, right?"

"That's right, it's my honor to be a subordinate of Hades."

Prison Heaven Xuanhuang said with reverence on his face.

"Hmph! You are in vain as the Lord of the Black Prison. It's a shame that I stand side by side with you!"

Yan Wushang was arrogant and said directly with contempt.

"The demon world is always prey to the weak, Holy Infant Lord, if it weren't for the god of the underworld, you would have already become an ordinary little demon, so you don't have the right to talk nonsense against me."

Prison Heaven Profound Emperor has already been successfully brainwashed and became a loyal believer of the Ruler of the Six Paths, so Jian Yan Wushang was already dissatisfied when he said this, and could not help but snort coldly.

Afterwards, Prison Emperor Xuanhuang flicked his sleeve robe, leaving a word before leaving.

"Although we are monsters, we should know how to be grateful!"

"grateful?"

Yan Wushang clenched his fists tightly, the anger in his heart cannot be expressed in words.

The affairs of the demon world should be resolved by the demon world itself, not by outsiders.

But thinking that he was no match for a time traveler, let alone the master of the six realms, Yan Wushang couldn't help being a little discouraged.

But he won't give in to that.

……

The ice tower is hundreds of miles away, and the eyes are full of frost and silver.

The cold air of the forest is always absorbing the temperature and life of the creatures who step into this place.

Shulou Longsu has a bloodthirsty physique, so his blood is cold and he is not afraid of the death-killing cold.

With the separation of the Buddha sword, the body is gradually carved into shape.

The Desire Realm and the Burial Knife Society will also follow.

Not long after stepping in, some people with shallow foundations could hardly bear the cold air and turned into ice sculptures.

Ya Shimie could only order a group of masters to move forward.

When the Desire Realm and other people stepped into the boundary of the ice building, the ice building also had a reaction.

Xuanming, who was in retreat, could only be forced to interrupt and go out to face it.

"It's rude to come here uninvited!"

Accompanied by a gentle voice, the poem title also sounded, "Looking at the thousands of peaks in the rivers and lakes, I don't think the clouds and dreams are on my chest. The reason is not a thing in the pool. Minghong looks forward to Huaxuanlong."

Immediately afterwards, in front of the invading enemy, there was already a figure with long white hair and slightly curly hair.

"Master of the ice tower, I blame you for picking up something that shouldn't be picked up."

Ya Shimie let out a cold snort, and the congregation who persevered rushed forward immediately.

"Frozen for thousands of miles!"

Knowing the rules, Xuan Ming gave a cold snort, flipped his palms and pressed down.

Immediately, thousands of miles were frozen, and the people from the world of desire who rushed to kill them turned into ice sculptures, and their life and body temperature were also plundered away.

"Fantasy Tianwei!"

Ya Shi destroys double palms to transform luck, the pure Buddha essence gathers a majestic blow, and dissipates the incoming cold air.

In an instant, the two suddenly clasped hands.

One person has the indestructible body of King Kong, and his physique is tyrannical.

One is as solid as ice, and there is a clanging sound when they are hand-to-hand.

Qi Taizu wanted to intervene, but heard,
"At the beginning of Huayang, Hongmen was red, and the sparse buildings were changed. Longlin did not lose his style; Zijinxiao, Baiyuqin, palace lanterns were bright at night, and Tanhua was flourishing, and they shared a leisurely life."

At the same time as the Youyou Poetry Horn sounded, a sword energy had come from outside the sky, repelling Taizu Qi.

"Shulou Longsu!"

Taizu Qi raised his brows, apparently he did not expect Shulou Longsu to be in Binglou, because he had not been told this news in the previous evening.

"Suppressing troops, the Desire Realm is truly majestic!"

Shulou Longsu shook his fan lightly, and said with a relaxed and freehand attitude.

After all, he is one of the pinnacles of the three religions, and the person who confronted Qitiandi head-on, this battle is nothing to him.

"Shulou Longsu, you'd better not meddle in other people's business and bring disaster to Confucianism."

Qi Taizu snorted coldly, his words threatening.

"That requires you to have the strength."

Shulou Longsu's sleeves fluttered lightly, and now it was the critical moment when the Buddha sword was reborn, and he would never allow anyone to disturb his friend.

That being the case, let's destroy together with Binglou.

A fierce light flashed in Qi Taizu's eyes, and Tianwan Shuanghong came out of its sheath.

When the swords intersected, they immediately shot cold stars.

Ya Shimie led the people from the Desire Realm to bless their martial arts, and faced Xuan Mingshi.

The flames of war instantly ignited the boundary of the ice building.

Although the Xuanming clan lost [-]% of their strength because of Yin Yuan, their strength is still good, and Ya Shimie couldn't win for a while.

However, Qi Taizu didn't need to work hard for the Desire Realm, so he didn't have enough murderous intentions, and Shulou Longsu just wanted to delay time, so the two fell into a tangled battle.

But on the other side, Yuan Wuji went to the Burial Sword Society.

Seeing Yuan Wuji coming alone, the members of the Burial Knife Club rushed to kill him, but as Yuan Wuji lightly grasped his palm, each of the demon horns exploded to death.

Even Feng Linjun is no exception.

There are only traces left in place.

"You hurt Chao Tianjiao, right?"

Yuan Wuji looked at Hen Qiangu indifferently, and said.

Although Hen Qiangu was apprehensive, he couldn't be frightened away, so he snorted coldly and said, "That's right, why, you want to avenge her even though you're a cripple?"

"I know you, but unfortunately your poison is useless to me."

As soon as the words fell, Hen Qiangu's body turned into smoke and disappeared in an instant.

The time of reappearance has already appeared behind Yuan Wuji.

The cross-pointed awl pierced fiercely.

At a critical moment, Yuan Wuji in the wheelchair suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had already appeared in the sky above the traces of thousands of years.

"Let me see the so-called Yankeyun!"

Yuan Wuji didn't mobilize much power, let alone use any unique skills, but used Paiyunzhang instead.

"You are taking death."

After Hen Qiangu noticed it, he couldn't help sneering, the body of Yandu Gong was like misty mist, but soon, his eyes were covered by dense clouds.

"Yunlai Wonderland!"

The No. 11 style of Paiyunzhang puts the enemy in the clouds and can't touch the edge.

Utilized by Yuan Wuji, it directly caused Hen Qiangu to hallucinate and see the scene he feared the most.

"Damn!"

Hen Qiangu suddenly raised his palm and swiped it under the sharp blade. The pain made him wake up. The next moment, his body exploded and melted into smoke.

But at this time,

"The clouds are gloomy!"

Following the drop of the word 'light', the smoke that had just dissipated was suddenly eliminated by a mysterious force, and Hen Qiangu spat out a mouthful of blood and fell down.

"How? Is this what you call Yan Keyun?"

Yuan Wuji's figure also emerged from the clouds.

"Grandmaster, yes, I won't let you go!"

Hen Qiangu knew that he had no way out, and his body and viscera had been completely defeated with a palm of indifference. After saying this, he also passed away unwillingly.

"Is the ancient mausoleum dead?"

Yuan Wuji smiled disdainfully, and disappeared in an instant.

The Burial Knife Society, be destroyed!
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