I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 723 Dare to fight for a breakthrough

"Covering up evil spirits and beheading your comrades, do you want to be an enemy of the world's spiritual cultivators?"

After a long time, a long-bearded monk in gray and white shirt with a big hammer on his back stepped forward with his sword and yelled at him sharply.

"On behalf of the spiritual cultivation of the world? Are you worthy?" Qin Yao sneered again and again.

"Presumptuous." The long-bearded monk was furious: "You may be strong, but if we all stand shoulder to shoulder, you may not be able to resist."

Qin Yao clasped his hands together, summoned a huge golden body of Arhat, and overwhelmed everyone: "It's not me who is presumptuous, but you and others. Finally, I will give you another chance to leave quickly. I don't care about your offense. Lift."

"Arrogance." An unruly young man wearing a purple jade crown and a face like white jade stood on top of the flying sword. He swung a flying sword from his sleeve and flew towards Qin Yao's eyebrows. Let me teach you a lesson, let you know the consequences of arrogance."

With a thought in Qin Yao's mind, the huge arhat body outside the body quickly penetrated into the body, and the body of the soul suddenly contained such a huge force, and it grew uncontrollably. In the process, the surface of the soul body continued to crack, endlessly Pain instantly filled all his senses, making him, a warrior who defies life and death, unable to help roaring.

"Snapped."

After becoming several times bigger, Qin Yao slapped the flying sword that was flying fast, and while the young man was stunned, he slapped him with a backhand, knocking it out of the void in an instant, and smashed it heavily like a meteor. land.

Looking at the warrior exuding a tyrannical aura, all the spiritual cultivators felt a chill in their hearts, and the long-bearded cultivator felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. When he saw the other party's eyes suddenly looking towards him, his heart trembled and he hurriedly shouted: "Let's go together!" , kill the demon king first."

Hundreds of spiritual cultivators woke up as if they had just woken up from a dream, and immediately sent flying swords under their feet, slashing down like an overwhelming sky.

"what."

Qin Yao opened his mouth and spat out a stream of sword energy, slashed and collapsed several flying swords, and then rushed towards the group of spiritual practitioners with the body of the soul, holding the flying swords.

When the flying swords landed on him, most of them would be blown away. Even if a few sharp swords pierced his body, it didn't seem to affect his combat effectiveness at all.

In the White Mansion, Uncle Nine and Fa Hai both saw Qin Yao's plan at this moment, so they didn't help him fend off the enemy. Instead, they joined forces to form a defensive barrier to block the flying swords that were flying towards him.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

Qin Yao rushed into a group of spiritual cultivators, without using any brilliant combat skills, just raised his arms, bowed left and right, and slapped their faces with big mouths one after another. Many people's blood vessels burst, and their faces were covered with blood. Most of them are staring at gold stars and don't know what is going on.

Gradually, hundreds of Lingxiu didn't have time to worry about the people and demons below, and spontaneously formed a circular encircling circle, surrounding this tyrannosaurus-like figure, fighting selflessly.

"When, when, when..."

Their swords are like hammers, constantly beating on Qin Yao's red-hot iron block, giving him a vent in his body, and at the same time piercing sword holes in his body, turning the divine power into colors The fog flew out, effectively avoiding the terrible consequences of exploding and dying.

"die!"

During the fierce battle, a monk took out a big red gourd, uncorked the pot, and pointed it at Qin Yao.

"Crackling." Countless electric lights rushed out from the inside of the gourd, hitting Qin Yao's body like a thunder dragon, frantically strangling the aura on his body.

"Refreshing." Dianmang consumed a lot of power in the golden body, causing most of the severe pain in Qin Yao's senses to dissipate immediately, and he was in a good mood: "Work harder, with this kind of strength, who do you look down on?"

The monk: "..."

Be nice.

what monster is this?

"Watch me kill this beast." A spiritual cultivator pulled out a black long knife from behind. The spirit, energy and spirit were united, and the human knife was united. It turned into a jet-black knife light, like a flying swallow in a storm, bringing With a violent force, he slashed towards Qin Yao.

Qin Yao raised his head slightly, and suddenly opened his brows and eyes, and a bright platinum beam of light flew out of his eyes, colliding with the long knife in an instant.

"Crack, snap, snap!"

Under the continuous attack of the beam of light, the precious sword of Lingxiu was broken inch by inch, and soon there was only one handle left in his hand.

"My knife!" Lingxiu was shocked and angry, but his reaction was not slow, and he quickly avoided the sharp edge.

Qin Yao turned his head, and the rays of divine power swept across many flying swords, and even cut off the bodies of many spiritual practitioners.

When the bodies fell from the sky to the ground, and the blood mist was carried away by the strong wind, the spiritual practitioners were afraid, and they were terrified from the bottom of their hearts.

They wanted to leave, but found that everyone who tried to escape would suffer the most violent blow from the monster, and at least be shot down to the ground, life or death unknown.In severe cases, the body would be blown up directly, leaving no bones left.

"I'm Langya Sword Cultivator, please let me live." Unable to fight or walk, some people began to intercede, hoping that this fierce god could give their master some face.

However, Qin Yao at this time has no intention of considering the consequences. He has reached the most dangerous edge, and his soul may be completely split at any time.

If he can't succeed in one fell swoop today, he is not sure whether he will have the courage to do it again.

As a famous spiritual cultivator died under his fists, blood stained his body red, the remaining spiritual cultivators knew that their way of life was cut off, and gradually began to fight for their lives regardless of the consequences. perish together.

inside the yard.

Xiaoqing's spine felt chills when she saw it, and she silently moved closer to Fahai.

However, Bai Suzhen stared at this scene with bewildering eyes, a strange feeling surged in her heart, so that her cheeks were slightly flushed.

Uncle Jiu pursed his lips, feeling shocked.

He finally understood what Qin Yao relied on to catch up with his 40 years of penance in just a few years.

This crazy attitude of daring to fight for a breakthrough is something he doesn't have.

Opportunity is an opportunity, but not everyone can seize the opportunity.

Qin Yao is too crazy.

After half an hour.

There was only one figure in the air that looked like it had been salvaged from the bloody water, and the bloody aura emanating from it made the white snake shudder.

Soon, he fell from mid-air and said to Uncle Jiu, "Master, I want to retreat."

Although his relationship with Fa Hai is very good now, in this world, the only person he is willing to trust is Uncle Nine.

"Go back to your room, I'll watch for you at the door." Uncle Jiu said softly.

Without any nonsense, Qin Yao used the ground escape technique and disappeared in place in an instant.

Uncle Jiu came to his door unhurriedly, and sat cross-legged outside the threshold, sitting upright like a god.

"It's a pity." Fa Hai said quietly.

"What a pity?" Xiaoqing was puzzled.

"It's a pity that he is not my Buddhist disciple." Fahai said: "If he is willing to abandon the way and follow the Buddha, if he does not die young in the future, the lowest achievement is arhat. If he is supported by Buddhism, he may not be able to achieve the fourth fruit."

"I don't understand." Xiaoqing tapped her head.

Fahai paused slightly, and said: "Arhat has four fruit realms, and this fruit is the fruit position. The first fruit is the lowest, which is the fruit of Sutuopan, and the fourth fruit is the highest, which is the fruit of Arhat. I said that he has become a Buddhist. It's a pity that the talent of the Dharma Protector Arhat follows the Tao..."

(End of this chapter)