I said Dongli in adversity

Chapter 222 Brawl in Jukuzhou ([-])
In the Tianren City, people from all walks of life, including Confucianism and Taoism, gathered, with the only target being Gu Yue Leng Dao - Henwu Peak who was at the top of the Tianren City at this moment.

However, to everyone's surprise, before the two groups of people could get there, Buddha alone faced the recognized number one swordsman in Jukuzhou.

"Gathering and separation throughout life, farewell Zen, Buddhism organizes a group of eminent monks in Yunchuan."

Bai Yuheng's voice sounded again.

But at this time, many people's eyes have been attracted to Farewell Zen and Henwu Peak.

There were almost no words in the exchange between the two. They only looked at each other and introduced each other. Farewell Zen's figure flashed past and he raised his hand.

The strength of the palm is so strong that it is boundless. Hate Wufeng's blade crosses across and blocks the force of the close palm.

But when they heard a loud earthquake, endless air currents surged around the two of them, and the house immediately collapsed under their feet.

After the roar, the two separated and landed on the ground to stabilize their bodies.

However, in just an instant, Leng Ran's sword light came through the air, and with a bang, Farewell Zen seemed to have expected it in his heart. He squeezed the magic formula with his hand, and the swastika seal appeared. With a bang, the sword light hit the seal.

Amidst the rumbling vibrations, the sword light and the Buddha light dissipated at the same time. Farewell Chan took two steps back, his expression still relaxed and indifferent.

With one move, he would be at a disadvantage. With a faint smile on his face, Biebie Chan said, "Amitabha, the donor's swordsmanship is truly the only one I've seen in Biebie Chan's life."

"What you said is too much."

In the words, the terrifying killing aura erupted, the sword was full of light, and the blade opened the road to hell again.

Farewell Zen's eyes darkened, and he waved the Dharma Pearl, and the brilliant Buddha blocked the light of the sword.

After another confrontation, the scene was earth-shaking, dust rose and fell, and the aftermath swept through Tianren City, and the dust waves suddenly surged thousands of feet.

"Amitabha, the donor can be extraordinary, the poor monk can only do his best."

Farewell Zen, with a word of praise, he turned his palms to condense his energy, and his eyes were filled with Buddha's light, which swept out with a palm of his hand.

"Now that you are here, you should be ready."

Hate Wufeng stepped forward and instantly escaped the force of his palm. Gang Qi surged from the sword and slashed down from the sky.

The Buddha and the Swordsman clashed again, the light of the swords and the energy of their palms intersecting. The moves in their hands were both excellent. Their advance and retreat attacks were similar in basics, and they refused to give in to each other.

The fierce and extremely fierce battle shocked everyone.

"Yunchuan and I had a slight friendship. I also talked about Zen with Bielie Chan. But I didn't expect that in addition to his extensive knowledge, he also had such great martial arts attainments." Mr. Fei Fei looked at the fierce fight. The two said.

"I can only say that he is indeed very powerful, and it can be seen that extraordinary martial arts attainments are secondary." Ting Santie commented, "Even if some people have kung fu and foundation, they really can't do anything when it comes to facing the enemy in battle. He performed at [-]% or [-]%, but looking at Farewell Zen, it is clear that he not only has a basic foundation, but also has considerable experience in dealing with enemies."

"In that case, what do my friends think of the outcome?"

"The victory or defeat between the two is not important. Why not the oriole succeeds, which is the real key."

The sound of fighting in Tianren City was naturally unavoidable by the Confucian and Taoist troops outside. After hearing the noise, the two sides immediately entered the city, but only saw two people fighting fiercely.

"It is not the behavior of a gentleman to take action at this time and take advantage of others' danger."

When Chang Yiyin spoke, he looked at Yi Junci and Yun Wanggui who were standing aside, "What do you two think?"

"Of course." Yi Junci nodded.

"I agree, but..." Yun Wanggui turned his eyes and looked not far away, "Several friends from the Taoist sect have come to beat them. Anyway, they are fighting everyone, so why not..."

I only heard that from the Dao sect, Tai Shi, the representative of Daowu Wanggu, laughed loudly and said, "It's exactly what I want, Daowu Wanggu, Taishou, please give me some advice."

"The ancient Defeng Road, Yun Wanggui, let's go and fight there."

"Please!"

After that, the two groups from Daowu King Valley and Defeng Ancient Road found another battlefield and started fighting.On the Shenglongkou side, there was a vague stalemate with the remaining Xue Hai Wu Ya and Wen Zai Long Yuan.

The fiercest fight in the field, with Buddha's light and the sound of swords, although not as earth-shattering as the suffering, is still a superior martial arts, and countless people in the audience are fascinated and amazed.

"Cold knife, cold night decisive kill!"

Hate Wufeng slashed his sword across the sword, accumulating power. Suddenly, the sword was so powerful that it was hundreds of feet high. The extremely powerful sword reflected the wolf star, and the lone wolf roared into the sky. The dazzling silver light accompanied by the sword was like a crescent moon hanging upside down in the sky, stunning the world.

Farewell Chan's eyes were slightly focused, he turned his palms to gather the source, and the Buddha statue behind him was condensed, covering the sky with only his palm, facing the crescent moon in the sky.

"Great Thousand Buddhas Shine!"

The sword moves and the Buddha moves collided, creating a shocking majesty. The aftermath swept across the world, and Confucianism and Taoism retreated.

"If we were in a difficult situation, I'm afraid I wouldn't be a match for you." Feeling the injuries in his body, Bieliang looked at the person in front of him and said calmly.

Hen Wufeng did not waver in the slightest, and the aura around his body rose again, saying, "Finish it as soon as possible, someone is already waiting."

As soon as the words finished, the figure moved again, at an extremely fast speed. This time, not even the afterimage could be seen.

Feeling the other party's extraordinary strength, Farewell Chan no longer held back, gave a light drink, and raised his power to the limit.

Another move, Farewell Chan took a few steps back, took advantage of the situation and jumped into the sky.

"Now that this is the case, the poor monk will make one last move to end it, please!"

"Gathering and Dispersing Seal!"

The extreme moves are drawn out, the Dharma seals gather together, and the Sanskrit characters are intertwined vertically and horizontally, one after another, like a sky-high net.

The power of the ultimate move is as vast as a wave, coming in an instant.

With one step of Henwufeng's step, the sword opened the heaven and the earth, and his majesty reappeared.

"Lingye·Death God Slash!"

The sword screamed coldly, the cold light rose, and the sword's light rose against the sky, it was unparalleled in beauty and dazzling.

A shocking killing move, the god of death cuts off the power of the Buddha, the swords and seals collide in response, and the aurora is dazzling.

"Amitabha, it seems that the poor monk is still a bit behind in practice after all."

In the aftermath, the figure in yellow cassock said lightly, but no depression or other emotions could be heard. It just dissipated like that. Part of Yuan Gong entered the body of Hate Wufeng, and Hate Wufeng's foundation rose again.

"It's not good, do it!"

Chang Yiyin made a prompt decision and unexpectedly gave Henwufeng time to recover. He flipped his palms and began to attack.

He knew that the base of Hate Wufeng was higher than that of everyone present. At this moment, he had killed Farewell Chan. If he waited for the harvest to be fully digested, it would become more and more difficult to handle, so he took action immediately without caring about etiquette.

But in the process, it is still necessary to add, "Your Excellency, I am offended."

"No need to talk, just give it your all."

Henwu Feng said coldly to Chang Yiyin, and at the same time, the two factions of the Confucian sect immediately swarmed up to besiege Henwu Peak.

"Qingyun, what should I do?" On the side of Shenglongkou, a burly man with red hair and a red beard looked at the young man beside him and asked.

The young man shook his head and said, "There is no other way. Let's fight. Although it is useless to win with a crowd, but if this swordsman grows up, I am afraid that the first place will be in his pocket."

"Your Excellency, Shenglongkou Huaqingyun, please give me some advice!"

　In another day or two, Jukuzhou will be over and preparations will be made for the best martial arts tournament in the world.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)