Chapter 47 Physical Transcendence
"miracle!"

Li Shimin looked at the leaves all over the sky and the dry branches all over the mountain.

He never thought that the person who was going to be besieged this time was actually such a fairy.

The miracle of that sword alone causing the mountains to fall and turn into dead trees is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Countless green leaves cover the sky and sun like night, completely covering people's hearts.

"Sky's Wrath, it's Heaven's Wrath!"

"General, who are we going to kill this time?"

"Daughter-in-law, this time, I may not be able to go back."

All the voices came from the panic of the soldiers.

Although they were brave and good at fighting, they were powerless to resist Luo Qingyang, who was like a heavenly man.

This is like human beings, who appear extremely small in front of the power of nature.

"Monk, do you want Cihang Jingzhai to bleed like a river?"

Yang Xuyan was shocked and angry.

To be honest, he was already thinking of quitting at this time, and Luo Qingyang was invincible now.

Even the evil king Shi Zhixuan, at best, has amazing fighting power, one person can enter and exit seven times in the army.

However, the Luo Qingyang in front of him was completely different.

Not only can he enter and exit the army seven times, he can even kill the entire army by himself.

"Buddhism is a place of pure cultivation. You dare to disturb me so much. Today, I will take the place of Huashen and glare at Vajra, and let you sleep here forever."

Luo Qingyang's long sword pointed to the sky, like a banished immortal walking out of the gate of heaven, sacred, mysterious and powerful.

Shi Feixuan, who was below, wanted to speak out to stop Luo Qingyang, lest blood flow into rivers.

But at the last moment, she gave up.

Because Li Shimin originally wanted to blackmail Luo Qingyang with the lives of everyone in Cihang Jingzhai.

That being the case, why should the kindness in her heart overflow!

There is nothing wrong with being kind, but being kind to your enemies is tantamount to being cruel to your own people.

Now she is a little different from the saint who just left Cihang Jingzhai.

"fall."

Luo Qingyang scolded softly.

I saw countless greens in the sky, pointing their blade tips down one after another.

Blessed by the true qi of Luo Qingyang's Buddhist family, all the green leaves are extremely hard. Although they are not as sharp as magical weapons, they are also stronger than ordinary swords.

Following the fall of the Sekong sword, it was the rain of leaves that covered the sky and the sun.

The dense leaves fell to the ground almost at the same time, covering all directions, round after round.

All the fear comes from the lack of firepower.

Therefore, Luo Qingyang's Moon Sunset Blossom Morning this time has sufficient firepower.

"Swish Swish Swish" "Chi Chi Chi Chi"

Countless sounds resounded in the air, making it impossible for the Tang elite below to avoid it.

Someone hid under the horse, someone hid under the shield, and someone fled in all directions.

It's a pity that almost none of them survived, all of them died or were injured.

Even if he is not dead, he is basically disabled, and it is impossible to go to the battlefield again in the future.

Only Li Shimin, Kou Zhong, and several generals, whose martial arts are not low, survived.

"Monk, how dare you?"

Li Shimin's liver and gallbladder are torn.

The battle had only just begun, and as a result, the Tang elite he brought was almost wiped out.

Moreover, now Luo Qingyang is the only one who makes the move, and there is no one to help at all.

"The hell is empty, and the demons are in the human world. The monk is just a demon who has transcended and wants to defile the place of Buddhism."

Luo Qingyang was as indifferent as before.

In fact, it was also the first time for him to kill, so he was inevitably under some pressure.

It's also fortunate that I have practiced Demon Induction before, and I have a way of fighting demons, otherwise demons may breed.

"As expected of a demon monk, ruthless enough."

Yang Xuyan praised sincerely.

Even though he wanted to kill the demon monk, it didn't hinder his admiration for Luo Qingyang.

Just this kind of determination is not something ordinary people can do. He is now considering whether to run away.

"Luo Qingyang, it's in vain for you to claim to be a decent family, but to treat human life as nothing."

Kou Zhong couldn't believe it at all.

The scene in front of him had a great impact on him.

What a terrifying thing it would be if Luo Qingyang were to attack and defend the city.

"I'm a demon monk. Since when did I become a decent sect, it's fine if you don't mess with me. Now that you're here, don't go back."

Luo Qingyang immediately pressed his hands together.

The Sekong sword was suspended in front of him immediately, and was spinning rapidly between his hands.

Immediately afterwards, one is divided into two, two is divided into four, and four is divided into eight.

The eight flying swords pointed directly at the few people below, and Luo Qingyang had no intention of stopping.

"Swordsmanship!"

Luo Qingyang continued to attack.

With a clear shout from him, eight flying swords flew out immediately, killing the three people in front of them.

"Black Hand Demon Art!"

Yang Xuyan was taken aback, and immediately activated the magic power in his body.

A huge black palm stood in front of him like a solid shield.

The galloping sword pierced the black shield, making a loud "clang, clang, clang".

Yang Xuyan gritted his teeth for support, but saw two flying swords attacking him from both sides, the speed was so fast that it was impossible to avoid it.

"Ah~"

His hands were as black as ink, and he quickly blocked the tips of the two flying swords.

The violent rotating impact made Yang Xuyan's palm very painful, but he could only resist desperately.

Otherwise, once stabbed by the flying sword, it must fall here.

"break!"

Luo Qingyang shouted again.

The huge black palm at the front was instantly pierced by the flying sword, and then the flying sword's speed did not decrease, piercing through Yang Xuyan's chest.

The other two flying swords followed closely behind, crushing Yang Xuyan's arms.

Then the eight flying swords flew together and cut quickly in the air. At this point, there was no bones left of Yang Xuyan, only the sky was full of blood fog.

"Next, it's your turn."

Luo Qingyang's figure suddenly disappeared into the air, and the next moment, he was already in front of Kou Zhong.

The Sekong sword pierced through Kou Zhong's heart like cutting tofu.

Without Xu Ziling's longevity formula, even if he wanted to be resurrected, it would be impossible.

"you you."

It is impossible for Li Shimin to say that he is not afraid.

He had never seen such a terrifying person, and within a few breaths, they killed only a few of them.

"Second Highness, hurry up, let's stop him."

A loyal general immediately rushed towards Luo Qingyang with a long knife in hand.

And Li Shimin didn't hesitate, turned around and ran away, wishing to grow eight legs.

Unfortunately, the next moment, a sword pierced the topknot of his head in an instant.

Messy hair, falling from above.

"I can appear tens of miles in an instant, can you?"

Luo Qingyang sneered, and said very disdainfully.

Comparing the speed with his magical feet, you are probably eating too much and daydreaming in broad daylight.

"Master Qingyang, I really didn't mean to kill you. It was the national teacher who encouraged my father. My father listened to the slander of the national teacher and Kou Zhong and offended the master. The people of the world are willing to apologize."

Li Shimin breathed a sigh of relief.

Since Luo Qingyang didn't kill him with a sword, maybe there is still room for redemption.

(End of this chapter)

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