Martial arts world broken void

Chapter 384 Fighting
On October [-]th, the day when the 'Wannian Huolianzi' matured, Li Changsheng, as the lord of the Xuefeng Holy Land, welcomed heroes from all over the place.

The people Li Changsheng knows include Xuanyuan Bufan, the successor of the Sky God Sect, Dongfang Feiqiong, the successor of the Dongtian Holy Realm, Yan Feishuang, the successor of the Yandang Holy Realm, Feixian Witch, one of the four major princesses of the Demon Sect, and Mei Aoxue of the Plum Blossom Valley (suspected to be the Fourth Demon Sect one of the princesses).

Xuanyuan Bufan was carrying two strange staffs, which were the two dragon horns.After Yan Feishuang met Feixian Witch, she looked at her coldly, but Feixian Witch didn't care.

People that Li Changsheng has never met include Jiang Xuantong, the descendant of the Heavenly Buddha Sect, the contemporary War Demon Wolf Emperor of the War Demon Sect, the Damo Xianzhang, the successor of the Great Desert Temple, the Cold-Blooded Flying Eagle, the successor of the Divine Eagle Temple, and the Duzun Lama, the successor of the Holy Land of Tantric Buddhism , there is also a masked man in a blood-colored shirt who may be the 'Blood Demon King', one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Demon Cult.

You don't need to know much about them, as long as you know that they all have backgrounds at the level of the Holy Land of Shenzong, you can guess that they are not easy people.

In the dense forest not far from the top of the mountain, it is difficult for birds to fall. Li Changsheng knew that all the major forces who came here had their hands in ambush.

As the master of Xuefeng, Li Changsheng could not show weakness. He said, "Why are you here? My Xuefeng Holy Land did not invite you."

"Hmph! Don't pretend, you know what everyone is doing for." said the masked 'Blood Demon King'.

"Oh! I really don't know, let's hear it." Li Changsheng said.

"Hand over the 'Wannian Fire Lotus Seed' and spare your life, otherwise you will die without a place to bury you." said the 'Blood Demon King'.

"'Wannian Fire Lotus Seed' is a good thing, but you are not the only one here, so what do other people think?" Li Changsheng asked.

"The strong have always been respected. It is useless to talk too much. Let's talk after fighting." Lama Duzun, the heir of the Holy Land of Tantric Buddhism, came out and said.

The Duzun Lama is a strong foreign monk who has just passed the middle age, with a fierce face and extraordinary momentum.

"Great monk, don't be arrogant, who do you think will be afraid of you?" Da Mo Xianzhang, the descendant of the Great Mo Temple, said.

The desert cactus is a little younger, probably less than 40 years old, but the skin is eroded by the wind and sand in the desert, and it looks as stiff and blotchy as the bark of an old tree.

"How dare you scold me!" the Duzun Lama said angrily.

"Who scolded you? Are you not a monk?" Damo Cactus laughed.

"I'm a lama, not a monk," said the Venerable Lama.

"Isn't it the same?" said the desert cactus.

"A lama is a lama, and a monk is a monk," said the Venerable Lama.

"I think it's about the same." The desert cactus said.

"You are courting death!" The Duzun Lama was furious, and he swung his palm like a desert cactus.

The Desert Cactus didn't care, laughed loudly, and fought with the Duzun Lama.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Both of them are peerless masters, and the overflowing stellar energy immediately spreads for several feet, and no one can stand on their feet.

Ji Lisi said from Li Changsheng's side: "This lone lama has practiced the first esoteric art of the Tantric School, the "Gala Divine Art". , is absolutely powerful.”

Li Changsheng nodded, and said: "The foundations of these holy places are really profound. Although the inner strength of the desert cactus may not be as deep as this lama's, his palm technique is more subtle than this lama's. In the wind of his palm, the energy is like Fine sand, turning the void into reality, can be described as a hero in the palm of your hand."

Ji Lisi said: "How is the master's Xuefeng Qiandiao Kungfu?"

"It's just a glimpse of the door." Li Changsheng said.

"'Wannian Hanchi' probably doesn't recognize the aura of its master." Ji Lisi said.

"When the time comes, you can go and get the 'Ten Thousand Years Fire Lotus Seed'." Li Changsheng said.

'Wannian Huo Lian Zi', as a treasure of heaven and earth that can open up the spiritual bridge between heaven and earth, is what everyone dreams of. Both the Venerable Lama and the Desert Cactus have devoted their entire lives to striving for victory.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

There was another burst of palms and feet intersecting, and the two stopped fighting.

The Sole Venerable Lama stared at the desert cactus coldly, with a faint smile on his face.

"puff!"

The desert cactus opened its mouth wide, spraying a stream of blood.

"The Holy Land of Tantric Buddhism, I remember it." Damo Xianzhang said while rubbing his chest.

"Hmph! It's not worth mentioning that you are defeated." The Duzun Lama sneered.

The desert cactus retreated slowly, ignoring the ridicule of the Sole Venerable Lama.

Li Changsheng said: "Since we are defeated, we will leave Xuefeng Mountain."

"What did you say!?" Damo Xianzhang opened his eyes wide and glared at Li Changsheng.

"Master Xuefeng is right, if you lose, get out, what do you want to do here!?" The descendant of the Divine Eagle Temple said coldly, Flying Eagle.

"The winner stays, the loser retreats!" Everyone said one after another.

"You... pfft..." Damo Cactus spat out another mouthful of blood, knowing that he couldn't hold back the powerhouses, he could only leave sadly.

The Sole Venerable Lama focused his eyes on the cold-blooded Feiying who walked out of the crowd, and said, "You want to fight me too?"

"Clang clang!"

Cold-blooded Flying Eagle pulled out a pair of iron claws, put them on his hands, and said: "Waiting for the brilliant move."

Cold-blooded Flying Eagle is slightly thinner, but his arms are very long. After wearing iron claws, he is a pair of sharp weapons.

"It's just scrap copper and rotten iron." The only venerable lama showed contempt in his eyes.

"Whether it's scrap copper or rotten iron, you'll know if you try it." Cold-blooded Flying Eagle stretched out his figure and started turning around the Sovereign Lama.

"Hmph! Want to attack my back? I won't let you do what you want. Ha!" The Sole Venerable Lama shouted loudly, and his big handprint covered the cold-blooded flying eagle.

The Cold-Blooded Flying Eagle lightly tapped its feet to the ground, instantly left the range of the Sovereign Lama's attack, and clawed towards the Sovereign Lama.

Two people come and go, fighting together.The Sovereign Lama has a profound skill, like a tank crushing a cold-blooded eagle.And the cold-blooded flying eagle's lightness kung fu is extraordinary, every time it can escape the fierce attack of the sole lama, and it can also fight back at the right time.

Ji Lisi said: "The skill of this cold-blooded flying eagle is actually not weak, he deliberately hides his clumsiness, and wants to deceive the Duzun Lama."

Li Changsheng said: "Even if he succeeds, he must lose. The Sovereign Lama's skill is much higher than him, unless he wants to hurt both sides."

Before he could finish speaking, only the Venerable Lama yelled, "You are courting death!"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

"Puff puff!"

Everyone looked and saw that the Sovereign Lama's hands were printed on the cold-blooded eagle's chest, and the cold-blooded eagle's claws also penetrated into the sole Lama's belly.

"Pfft!"

"Boom!"

The cold-blooded eagle was shaken by the palms of the Sovereign Lama, and of course the iron claws also grabbed the belly of the Sovereign Lama and ripped open it.

"Ah!" the Sole Venerable Lama roared, regardless of the profuse bleeding in his stomach, he wanted to chase after the cold-blooded eagle.

"Pfft!" The cold-blooded eagle spat out a mouthful of blood, but there was a cruel smile on his face.

"Pfft!"

The only lama finally couldn't hold it anymore and fell to the ground.

　Thanks to "Casual 1990" for voting for the monthly ticket!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)