The years when I created the ancient heaven

Chapter 227 Tuxian (ask for a monthly ticket)

The Fufeng Sect belongs to the Taoist sect. Although the disciples do not avoid marriages and funerals, as the suzerain of the Fufeng Sect, they must be orthodox Taoist priests, and they must also inherit the name of 'Fufengzi'.

Therefore, every Fufeng Sect master is known as "Fufengzi" to the outside world, but they are not actually the same person.

The contemporary Fufengzi, named Feng Yuyang, was born in a wealthy family, and after reaching the position of the suzerain of the Fufeng Sect, he has completely become the spokesperson of the gentry class.

And Xinghe Jianzong is supporting the fourth prince Daxuan, who has a cruel temper and dislikes these gentry and wealthy businessmen who only know how to exploit.

This naturally made Fufengzi very worried, and he felt that this was not going to work, and he had to find a way to save himself.

Then, some people came to him.

With all these comings and goings, the Fufeng Sect has become the base camp of the rebel organization in Yunzhou.

Originally, they had already planned everything, not to mention that it was safe, but they were somewhat sure. They just waited for that person to return and the supplies were in place before they could start.

But that one didn't return for a long time, so he delayed the plan again and again.

Originally, Fufengzi was also a little worried, but seeing that Xinghe Jianzong didn't respond, he just thought that something was delayed.

But he didn't expect that Xinghe Jianzong really didn't move, and the sky was shocked.

The speed of this movement, the ruthlessness of the attack, and the amount of power gathered were really beyond his imagination.

At this moment, seeing the great battle that had erupted in the sky, he was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe, it was all over, everything was over.

But looking at the sword cultivator who came to kill him, he gritted his teeth and slapped the ground with a grin.

The mana shook the ground, and the dust seemed to float, but the most important thing was that some restrictions were touched, and more than a dozen cracks were opened in the entire Fufeng sect.

A group of demons with flame tattoos on their bodies, foul breath, and rage gushing out from the ground rushed out.

That's right, they are the [-] Lihuo demon disciples that the female sword master said, they belong to the Lihuo demon fairy, and they are infected with a trace of Lihuo's anger.

Back then, in order to force the old master to withdraw from the competition for the cave, the Lihuo Demon Immortal sent many demon sons and grandsons to make trouble in Yunzhou.

But later, after his death, these demon sons and grandsons lost their backbone, and were then recruited by Fu Fengzi with various means.

I thought it was the strongest hole card, but I didn't expect it to be the inducement for him to be exposed. It was really a cycle of karma, and the retribution was unpleasant.

And this group of demons rushed to the ground without any nonsense, one by one, they ignited flames, and threw out various fire methods without money, killing all living things in front of them.

Yes, all living things, including the remaining disciples of the Fufeng Sect.

As for Fufengzi, he was not attacked by the demons, but he had no intention of staying. When he turned around, he turned into a gust of wind and flew away from the battlefield.

It was already a losing situation, so he naturally wouldn't stay here and wait to die. It seemed that the battlefield was too chaotic, and no one cared about him.

However, just as he was about to leave the battlefield, a beam of sword light came from the sky and landed directly in front of him.

Amidst the sword light, a white-haired sword cultivator walked out slowly. He was wearing a white robe that symbolized the elder of the sect, and his beard and hair were tangled together.

But his sword intent was extremely pure and his eyes were bright. When he saw Fufengzi, he yelled: "The palace master's order is that Fufengzong should be destroyed today. If you, the contemporary Fufengzi, run away, what is it?"

As soon as Fufengzi's escaping light stopped, he turned around and wanted to escape, but seeing that the aura of the person coming was nothing more than a ghost, and it was not any one of the six palace masters, he couldn't help stopping his figure, raised his head and glanced at the sky .

The white-haired swordsman seemed to understand his thoughts, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the palace master has to deal with immortals, and has no time to talk to you.

So, your opponent is me. "

Fufengzi seemed to be relieved, but he also felt humiliated. He was a Yangshen Daxiu after all, and he was so looked down upon.

With a cold snort, he stopped talking nonsense, and turned into the wind directly, whistling towards the white-haired swordsman.

The wind is not violent, but has a lingering feeling, dense and dense, as if it is everywhere, but it is icy cold to the bone, so cold that it can directly freeze people to death.

But the white-haired sword cultivator simply raised his hand,
a sword,
chop down.

Wherever the sword light passed, all the sword intent, sword force, and sword domain merged with the flying sword, and wherever it passed, it split the wind.

Really, it's just a sword!

Fufengzi's supernatural powers changed again, the wind comes from the ground, can enter from the soles of the feet, and rushes through the blood, muscles and bones until it burns all the internal organs of the person into ashes.

But the white-haired sword cultivator's response is still as simple as that, facing downwards, holding the flying sword,
Another sword,
chop down.

As the sword light passed by, Fufengzi's proud magical power of 'wind and fire' was broken, but he still held his breath, and changed his magical power once and for all.

This time, it's the withered wind of autumn, which can make people's souls rotten.

The white-haired sword repairer still responded as before, and made another sword.

Fufengzi's complexion was already very ugly, so he had to change his supernatural powers again...

But the white-haired sword cultivator still responded to all changes without changing, and raised his sword again, chopping down.

……

…………

A total of [-] kinds of wind magic powers have been changed, Fufengzi used all the means to suppress the bottom of the box, but the white-haired swordsman on the opposite side is still just a sword.

Until now, he still doesn't know where.

This one is following the path of 'one sword breaks ten thousand dharmas'. He does not seek changes in sword tactics, but only believes that a sword in his hand can split all tangible and intangible things in the world. He belongs to the purest sword cultivator category.

Such people are rare even in Galaxy Sword Sect.

After eighteen kinds of wind techniques, the means of Fufengzi were exhausted, so he had to use them again in rotation. The white-haired swordsman saw that there were no new tricks, and his face showed disappointment.

"Is that all?

You and other Yang gods are nothing more than that, it is really not enough to have fun, but, forget it, it shouldn't be too long. "

Whispering as if talking to himself, the white-haired swordsman slashed out with his sword again.

This sword already fit the sword with the body, and in an instant, the sword rainbow soared more than ten times.

When he stopped again, the white-haired swordsman was already wiping the flying sword in his hand, as for Fufengzi?
The head rolled to the ground.

Well, I don't know which poem said 'take a head from a thousand miles away', so that the sword cultivators of Xinghe Jianzong like flying swords to cut people's heads the most.

……

In the sky, the battlefield is divided into two.

Dong Hongwu, Sword Master of Stop Killing in Holy Sword Mountain, Qu Hao, Sword Master of Nine Kills in Longding Mountain, Fan Tiande, Sword Master of No Return Peak, Wu Yiping, Sword Master of Yunyuan Peak in Yunyuan Peak, and Deng Bolu, Sword Master of Qing Cang Peak in Qing Cang Peak. A full five sword masters surrounded the Qingyangzi who had transformed into the Qingyang Great Sun.

As for Buddha Wuliang, he was stopped by Four Seasons Sword Master Shen Jinxiu.

At this time, Fo Wuliang became extremely angry, he felt that he was underestimated by others, why should everyone be immortals, Qingyangzi would have to besieged by five people.

And he, just one?
How much do you look down on yourself?
The immeasurable truth of the Buddha under anger is no longer reserved, he showed a round of great light and a thousand-handed Bodhisattva, and in the midst of the Buddha's light and the Buddha's voice, he printed countless Buddhist mahamudras.

That is really every big golden hand has the power to push mountains and shake mountains, and it is a mess of mighty power.

But what he didn't expect was that under such an attack, the female sword master actually blocked it.

His supernatural power of "smelting swords into silk" has reached an indescribable level. In the void, there are countless thin threads of sword light shining, which can even cut the handprints of Bodhisattvas.

Buddha Wuliang tried it, and after losing a big bodhi hand, he was full of scruples.

Not to mention that great supernatural power-respecting the years without a trace, it is really weird.

Every time when he had reached the top and was about to achieve a decisive result, the female sword master would use this type of supernatural power to save the field, or fight desperately, or flee thousands of miles away, and he couldn't hold it in a daze.

boom!
After another collision, the female sword master was directly sent flying, and when Jian Guang Huahong held her in mid-air, blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

But Buddha Wuliang looked at the palm of his hand. Although the slashing wounds were not deep, they really hurt him.

However, this is not the main reason for his ugly face, what really scares him is another battlefield.

In the sky, on the other side, the Qingyang Great Sun transformed by Qingyangzi is really like the second sun appearing in the daytime, blooming with incomparable light and heat.

Qingyangzi, on the other hand, is best at the mimicry technique, using the power radiated from himself to transform into various fire magic beasts.

Or the Suzaku, or the Golden Crow, or Bi Fang, or the Xuanniao, all formed are extremely terrifying magical powers.

But such a powerful immortal didn't get the slightest benefit from the hands of the five sword masters.

Yes, the five sword masters are indeed inferior. Even if it is Yangshen Jianxiu, if he wants to injure an immortal, he must use the supernatural power of the sword at the bottom of the box.

But at this time, Qingyangzi was not facing one sword master, but five.

What the five sword masters do is actually simple, that is, one of them accumulates energy, and the other four entangle them.

Then switch to another person to accumulate energy, and the other four will entangle, and when the time is right, there will be another great swordsmanship.

In this cycle, when the last person strikes out the great supernatural power of the sword, the first one also recovers, and the supernatural power in his hand is ready.

So, relying on the rotation of the five people, the perfect connection, one after another, the great supernatural powers of swordsmanship were thrown away, which really beat Qingyangzi out of temper.

But even screaming in anger, it still couldn't solve any real problems.

At this moment, Buddha Wuliang seemed to have figured out something, he exclaimed: "You, you are delusional to kill immortals.

The mortal Tu Xian still thinks about being harmless? "

He finally realized that Sword Master Four Seasons faced him mainly to delay time.

The other five sword masters concentrated their superior forces and wanted to gnaw off Qingyangzi's tough bone first.

Seeing that he had reacted, Sword Master nodded and admitted: "Yes, we want to kill the immortal."

"When you come to our Yunzhou to cause chaos, you don't pay attention to my Xinghe Sword Sect. If we don't kill the last one, how can we shock the world?

So, please ask Wuliangxian to either leave, or wait and see what happens, and don't interfere any more. "

Buddha Wuliang was laughed angrily: "Since I know your plan, how can I make you happy?"

The female sword master asked strangely: "I really didn't know that Immortal Wuliang and Immortal Qingyang have such a good relationship?"

"What do you mean?"

The female sword master grinned, and said a fact lightly: "I, Xinghe Jianzong, are not greedy either. Just choose one of the two immortals to stay."

"So, if we wait for 'Tu Xian' to be hindered, then 'Destroy Buddha' will do as well."

As soon as these words came out, Buddha Wuliang's face instantly became ugly.

The meaning of the female sword master is actually very simple, if he really doesn't care about it, then at worst, change the target and leave a sword master to drag Qingyangzi.

Everyone else came to him...

Just thinking about it, the seemingly endless kendo great supernatural power fell on him, even if he has become a Buddha, he only feels a wave of fear.

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　　This chapter is the second update yesterday. I was too sleepy at night, so it was a bit late, but it was not too late...

　　
　
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