From Kowloon's Inheritance

Chapter 195 The Wind and Rain Building Reappears!

Chapter 195 The Wind and Rain Building Reappears!
The fake saint in front of her no longer concealed her aura, and violent power erupted, as if mountains and rivers were sweeping, as if a great river was roaring.

The Nine Yin Manual is the ultimate yin and cold true energy; the Nine Yang Manual is the ultimate pure Yang true energy.If you choose one of the two major skills, it can explode with tyrannical power.If the two practice all, it will cause a conflict between yin and yang, and they will go crazy and die.There used to be a monk who used the Beiming Scripture to reconcile yin and yang in the deduction, and mastered the two extreme skills, he would show terrifying combat effectiveness.

It's just that this is too much a test of martial arts aptitude, but now someone has successfully practiced it.

kill!

The sword came to kill, like a thunderbolt.

This fake saint immediately counterattacked with her fists, her aura was so strong that it was considered top-notch among the grand masters.

Boom boom boom!
Quickly confronting each other, quickly separating, the destructive forces confront each other, wave after wave of destructive forces, like a tide.

"How about Dai Zong?"

The fingers of the man in black's left hand are changing, calculating the enemy's position, sword skills, wind speed, light and other factors, and then the sword is flashing, and it stabs out directly. This sword stabs out, like thunder is surging, like Mount Tai crushed the top and suppressed it.

That fake saint, with flashing eyes, seemed to see everything, and her right hand was slightly protruded, like a supreme catastrophe, like a hand that mends the sky.

The seemingly white and tender palm has endless good fortune, pinching everything and creating everything.

Bang bang bang!
The palm of the hand collided with the sword, and the palm changed continuously. Originally, the white and tender palm seemed to be made of beautiful jade, and a trace of strength was pointed out along the five fingers, like hitting a lute.

A wave of strength swept along the flaws of the sword, like a butcher, like a finger of consonance.

Bang bang bang!
In the blink of an eye, the two sides had a peak duel and had a supreme confrontation.

Pfft!

The sword pierced through his flaws and made a bloody gash on his shoulder; but in an instant, under a strong suppression, the sword in the man in black's hand came out and fell into the hands of the fake saint.

brush!
The next moment, the man in black stepped back.

The fake saint also retreated and did not pursue.

This move is a tie.

"You are another saint of the Devil's Cult!" said the man in black with horror in his eyes.

The devil's saint Yingluo is not the only saint, there are other saints.

It seems that this one is, if not so, it is impossible to explain why she is so young but so powerful.This seems to be the most reasonable explanation.

"You are Fengyulou, the landlord in black!" said the fake saint.

Others can be disguised, but everyone's signature martial arts and soul breath cannot be disguised.

Immediately, men in black appeared all around, and 22 men in black stood behind the main building in black.

These 22 black-clothed people are all masters. At this moment, their aura condenses together and turns into a supreme formation. Many forces gather together, and the aura is blessed on the body of the black-clothed host.

As if sensing a crisis, the fake saint retreated five steps in a row, fear flashed in her eyes.

Looking at it from a distance, there is a sense of suffocation.

"Blood destroys the world!"

The landlord in black stepped forward, his breath continued to boil, and the cultivation base of 22 masters blessed him, like a round of black sun rising slowly, his power abruptly increased by as much as three layers, and the domineering power suppressed him for thousands of years , stepped forward, and slashed out with a sword.

"Mending the Heaven Tribulation Hand, Tai Chi Yin and Yang!"

As if sensing danger, the fake saint stepped forward, controlling the Nine Yang True Qi with her left hand, and controlling the Nine Yin True Qi with her right hand. The two True Qi merged together and turned into a Yin-Yang Taiji Diagram, while the Beiming True Qi turned into Yin-Yang Cut the line and blast out.

Boom boom boom!
The power of destruction is impacting, the domineering power is lore killing, the earth is trembling, and the true energy of destruction is tearing the surroundings. Within a radius of ten feet, there are all the true energy of extinction.

…………

In another corner, a group of men in black were besieging and killing the eighth princess, Ji Xuewei, and the second prince, Ji Xing.

The attack was fierce and fierce, and they did not show mercy just because they were the prince's son and grandson. The swords flashed, and they attacked the vital points.

The Seven Star Sword Formation, with a master as the main formation and six innates as the assistant, came from besieging and killing.

With Ji Xuewei slashing with her sword, the grandmaster was immediately beheaded, one was seriously injured, the formation was broken,

It's just that the next moment, another seven-star formation surrounded and killed them.

Bang bang bang!
Ji Xuewei slashed with sword after sword, although she was extremely ferocious, but after killing more than a dozen men in black, she was immediately surrounded by other sword arrays, and the sword energy was tearing and constantly besieging.

True Qi is being consumed violently.

Walking 100 meters and sprinting 100 meters consume a lot of energy.

Similarly, facing the siege of the Seven Star Sword Array one after another, Ji Xuewei's true energy in her body was consumed violently, and she couldn't hold on for just a moment.

Swipe!

One after another sword energy surged, a seven-star sword formation was broken, and Ji Xing appeared, but his breath was not stable, and there were still a few bloody cuts on his body, and he said, "Go quickly, if you don't go, you won't be able to go!"

A grand master is not invincible. Once you meet hundreds of warriors, including grand masters, Xiantian, etc., they form formations and attack them. After paying a certain price, they are enough to kill the grand master.

"Come on!"

"But!"

"No but!"

With that said, Ji Xing tore through the formation with a sword and broke out.

Ji Xuewei gritted her teeth, a little unwilling, but she still followed the breakout.

Bang bang bang!
The fierce battle continued, but once they chose to evacuate, the remaining warriors in black couldn't stop them, so they could only watch the two walk away.

On the other side, the confrontation continued.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of moves were exchanged, and the fake saint was at a disadvantage, but her breath was stable, as if she still had enough true energy to support the next battle.

As the two left, other people in black also gathered around the host in black, forming a sword formation, constantly threatening and besieging the fake saint.

The landlord in black is in front, 36 masters are behind, and 82 congenitals are behind, turning into a terrifying formation, constantly coercing.

"They're gone, you lose!"

The landlord in black stepped back slightly, panting slightly, organized his formation, and was about to fight again.

The fake saint was silent and said nothing.

Because she didn't know what to say.

"They all retreated, why didn't you retreat!" the host in black asked.

"I'm waiting for someone. I want to see people when I live, and I want to see corpses when I die!" said the fake saint.

"He is at the center of the explosion, he will definitely die, and now there are only broken bodies!" said the host in black. During the moment of conversation, other men in black took action one after another, organized an army formation, and the army formation cut off the retreat route , forming a momentum of encirclement.

Seeing the formation of the army formation, the landlord in black smiled: "The saint Yingluo has escaped, so kill the other saint!"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

At this time, a cough came and said: "I'm not dead yet, you little thief, how can you have the right to laugh!"

 This book is fat enough to be slaughtered, don't continue to raise it, it is easy to be raised to death.

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