The owner of the golden wind and drizzle at the beginning shocked the world with a knife

Chapter 187 Nine Nether Gods, Vajra Subduing Dragon Palm
Inside the pavilion
Jiuyou Shenjun's eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest.

"It seems that the five people behind him should be soul-refining martial monks of the [Kong] generation in Qinglong Temple. People in Qinglong Temple, aren't they afraid that these people will die?"

"However, the people in the Red Sandalwood Palace are also useless. They fought against the same realm, but they were hammered to death."

Venerable Fat Dragon said in a cold voice.

Zi Hanyue looked dignified, and bowed towards Jiuyou Shenjun and said: "Master Shenjun, it is rumored that the monk Xuanzhen has stepped into the realm of heaven and man, can you perceive the strength of the other party?"

"It has indeed reached the realm of heaven and man, but the first difficulty has not passed, so there is nothing to worry about."

"If they come from the Three Great Dharma Kings, I might still be afraid."

The cold voice of God Lord Jiuyou rang in their ears.

boom!
On this side, the man who drew the knife fought with the monk Kongwen, and there was a roar.

The violent energy flowed.

Both sides retreated.

the other side.

The palm of the man with the knife trembled slightly.

He looked at Monk Kongwen solemnly.

As for Monk Nakongwen, his expression was normal.

boom!
It's just that they stop.

But Monk Kongming didn't stop, his fists came towards the leader of the Red Sandalwood Palace.

"kill!"

At this time, a man stepped out from the Red Sandalwood Palace.

The whole body is like a dragon, the bones and muscles are colliding, the evil spirit of blood permeates the whole body, and the clothes of the whole person are bursting with swelling.

A bronze body was revealed.

When the footsteps stepped on the ground, the rock shattered, and the blood gas collided with the air, exuding a breath-taking breath.

It seems that like Na Kongming, he is a martial artist who cultivates both body and mind.

boom!
That monk Kongming turned around, and the golden energy in his whole body exploded, like a golden bell.

Bang!
The bodies of the two collided together, and a roar erupted from the burly body.

Roar!
Then the two let out a low growl at the same time.

On the one hand, the evil spirit of blood is strong, and on the other hand, the golden light is shining brightly.

Exploding with all their strength, they collided again.

In the next moment, the two of them were shocked by this wave of air and retreated.

the other side.

A ferocious look flashed in the eyes of the man who had slashed before, and slashed again. This time, the blood on the blade disappeared and turned into a blood-red thread.

The surrounding air was distorted by this rapid knife.

Monk Kongwen's complexion changed.

The figure retreated rapidly, trying to avoid the blow.

But this blow was too fast.

His speed was not comparable to that violent blood light.

Behind Kongwen, a person saw the situation, soared into the air, and appeared with a magic wand in his hand, directly bombarding the bloody light.

But the person who made the shot suddenly lowered his body, and his body turned into a bloody light.

Appeared in front of the retreating monk Kongwen.

laugh!
After the sword light passed, the Kongwen monk was stabbed twice.

Blood was flying.

He fought Monk Kongwen again and lost miserably.

"This person from the Red Sandalwood Palace made the first blow to hide the setback, so that Monk Kongwen relaxed his vigilance and killed the opponent with one blow. The master of magic is really cunning."

In the distance, Helian Xiaoyao said.

"There is no good or evil in this world, only strong and weak."

Shangguan Jin Hong said in a cold voice.

Hearing this, Helian Xiaoyao stopped talking.

"court death,"

The monk who was wielding the demon stick was furious, and there was a whirlwind of the demon stick in his hand, and he directly bombarded the opponent.

Flying vigorously on the square.

At this time, there were still three people wearing cloaks. They took off their robes and rushed up.

This time is not the time to fight alone.

The three monks acted in unison, and rushed towards the man holding the knife, intending to cooperate with the previous monk who used the demon stick to kill the man who held the knife.

"boom!"

Just then.

Four figures appeared above the ground, and these four figures were very burly.

They hold four axes in their hands.

The figure violently attacked the three monks.

One of the three monks suddenly left the team and attacked the four of them.

The breath of the whole body directly stepped into the unity of spirit and soul from the soul refinement realm.

"Kong Xing, the number one master of the Kong character generation in Qinglong Temple, is a powerhouse who combines spirit and soul!"

Helian Xiaoyao said.

The palm of Kongxing took shape, and punched the four of them with a punch, and the violent energy formed a huge air shield, covering the four of them.

The four attacking people were suppressed and stopped under this wave of rage.

"The Fat Dragon Venerable has four dead servants under his seat."

"First kill you, and then kill the fat dragon."

Monk Kong, after blocking the four people with a fist, shot out violently, opened his palms, and slapped out with one palm.

Prajna Vajra Palm.

boom!
The golden palm prints attacked the four of them.

Bang!
The four people who shot were directly knocked out by this momentum, and blood spurted out of their mouths.

"Venerable Fat Dragon, if you don't make a move, those four of your subordinates may die.!"

Zi Hanyue looked at Venerable Fat Dragon and said.

"Four wastes!"

The Fat Dragon Venerable rushed out in an instant, and at the moment of rushing out, the energy of his whole body began to shrink.

The fat on his body before disappeared quickly, and the muscles of Venerable Fat Dragon instantly swelled up, like the roots of an old tree.

The whole body is violent and violent, forming a hurricane.

"Ku Xing, you are so arrogant, let me see how you kill me!"

boom!
He punches.

Seeing this, Nakongxing let out a low growl.

lion roar.

The huge sound formed a huge sound wave and went towards the Fat Dragon Venerable
The Flying Fat Dragon Venerable first smashed the sound wave with his fist, and then blasted out with his fist.

The sound waves collided to form air waves, which shattered all the previous palace tiles of the Lingyue Sword Sect.

Above the ground is a deep pit.

When Monk Kong saw Venerable Fat Dragon's fist, he turned around and rushed forward, his palm missed the fist, and then his palm turned into a claw.

The ten fingers are like steel needles, grabbing towards the opponent's wrist.

Abnormally fierce.

boom!
The energy in the Fat Dragon Venerable's wrist soared, his fist turned and collided with that palm.

The two retreated violently.

"Fat Dragon Venerable, I didn't expect you to dare to show up in my nine northern counties. Back then, you were chased by my Qinglong Temple and escaped from the nine northern counties!"

Na Kongxing looked at Fat Dragon Venerable and said in a cold voice.

"This time, whether your Qinglong Temple can exist or not is still another matter, but you are bound to die today."

Fat Dragon Venerable looked at Kong Xing coldly.

At this time, the four injured were the two monks who blocked the attack.

Only Monk Xuanzhen and the head of the Red Sandalwood Palace were left on the scene.

"Monk Xuanzhen, we fought against each other twenty years ago, when you broke through to the unity of spirit and soul."

"Now I want to see if you have reached the realm of heaven and man."

The person headed by Red Sandalwood Palace spoke.

From the words, it can be known that the two have fought against each other before.

"Xiao Mufan, you were able to escape from the old man back then, but you can't escape today, but I really want to know who came from the capital."

The monk Xuanzhen didn't make a move, but his eyes were looking at the place where the Lord Jiuyou and the others were.

"Jie Jie, do you really want to know who is here?"

At this moment, a gloomy voice resounded in the square, and then a bloody shadow shot out.

The huge blood directly suppressed everyone.

Seeing this, the monk Xuanzhen's complexion changed drastically, and the energy in his body immediately flowed, and he slapped out his palm.

The sound of violent dragon chant erupted in his palm.

With the sound of the dragon's chant, a huge dragon exuding berserk energy soared into the sky.

"Vajra Subduing Dragon Palm!"

Helian Xiaoyao, who was watching the battle, suddenly shrank his pupils and said.

(End of this chapter)