Tianlong's scourge of martial arts

The old monk blocked the way, although he didn't speak, but an inexplicable feeling that made everyone stop emerged in his heart, making the people behind him involuntarily act according to his ideas.

"Unexpectedly, you got it in the end!" Zhang Feng looked at the magic sword in the old monk's hand seriously, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.He mobilized the entire divine religion to search for the Excalibur, but he did not expect the old monk to get the Excalibur quietly.As for how the Excalibur was obtained by the old monk, Zhang Feng didn't think much about it at all.The divine soldier has a spirit, and he chooses his own master. The old monk is his master, so no matter where others are, the divine soldier will appear by his side.Just like Zhang Feng himself, even if he is far away, as long as he thinks, his knife will come to him, which is indescribably miraculous.

"I really didn't expect that the magical weapon you spent your whole life to forge would finally choose me." The old monk's tone was ethereal, with the feeling of surviving after a catastrophe.On the fourth floor of the dungeon, he and the child elder couldn't break free from the black iron chains with all their strength, at that time he had already resigned to his fate.Unexpectedly, this sword suddenly appeared in front of him, giving him a chance to turn around.

Zhang Feng felt like shooting himself in the foot with a rock. If he hadn't been greedy that day and was fooled by Ou Datie, how could he have created two magical weapons?

"Don't think that if you get that sword, you're going to kill me. I have two magic weapons, and yours is just one of them. It's still unknown who will win!" Zhang Feng drew his sword out of its sheath, with a cold expression on his face. looked at the old monk.

The blade was black, Zhang Feng's thoughts moved, and suddenly a terrifying aura filled the world, like a wild beast sweeping across, making people stand upside down with hairs all over their bodies.Another example is the charm of the demon, which makes people's consciousness sink involuntarily.

All the people present who stared at it felt that their consciousness was stuck in the quagmire, unable to extricate themselves.The eyes of these cold and proud martial arts figures became empty, and the expressions on their faces were either crying bitterly or laughing maniacally.Or repentance, or relief, and so on.Thousands of martial arts practitioners could not help but reveal the deepest secrets in their hearts under the magic knife, with different postures and ugly appearances, making it difficult to describe.

Even the strong-willed Xiao Feng fell into an illusion at this moment, grazing horses and sheep with Ajusai.

"Evil cannot prevail against righteousness. I will use your magic weapon to end this martial arts catastrophe with my own hands." The old monk raised his right arm, and the silver-white sword burst out with unparalleled intensity.Like a little sun full of light and warmth.Under this ray of light, the old monk was bathed in divine light all over his body. He looked full of compassion and majesty, like a real Buddha, which made people feel awe.

Under the white light, those martial arts practitioners who had been intoxicated by the magic knife woke up with a jolt.

After waking up, they couldn't help showing a look of fear on their faces, and they no longer dared to look at Zhang Feng, or the knife in his hand.Although the heart is afraid of the horror of the magic knife.But the greed in their hearts couldn't help but grow, and they would definitely snatch these two swords if they had the chance.

One black and one white, the two auras confront each other in mid-air.With Zhang Feng and the old monk at the center, the chaotic air raged in all directions, even if it was a hundred catties of stone, it was blown upside down.

"Back!" The air flow was like a knife.It streaked across the cheek, taking away the blood beads, and the faces of those who surrounded Zhang Feng immediately changed drastically.

Rumble.The crowd retreated chaotically, leaving a large open space for Zhang Feng and the old monk.

Tianshan Child Elder's expression was unwilling, she was always proud, but this time she actually became a foil to others.Through her weakness, to reflect the invincible prestige of the two people on the scene.

'Let's fight, let's fight, it's best for you two to fight to the death, and let me get these two artifacts. ' Child Elder backed away quickly, couldn't help cursing the two of them in her heart.

boom!

One black and one white light collided together rumblingly, and there was an earth-shattering sound, and the surrounding ground seemed to have been plowed, leaving a mess of ravines.

Suddenly, a black and white light appeared in the position where the two of them were before. The light was as big as a house, making it impossible to look directly at.

Some people couldn't help but look at the sound, and felt their eyes sting like being pricked by a needle. The light was ten times more dazzling than the midday sun, and tears were being wiped away like money.

boom!

The swords and swords collided, and the huge sound echoed between the sky and the earth, shaking people's heads blank.

In the center of the battlefield, Zhang Feng only felt an overwhelming force coming from the sky and covering the earth. The clothes on his body were torn apart like rags, revealing Zhang Feng's firm and perfect body like casted from fine steel.The bones of his whole body rattled, as if he would break if he was stronger.

The old monk on the opposite side was also uncomfortable, the golden light outside his body was indefinitely extinguished, it can be seen that with his external strength at this time, it is also difficult for him to withstand such a terrible impact.

No matter how badly the two were injured, they held their breath and raised their weapons to strike at each other again.

Zhang Feng is extremely confident in his "Immortal Art", no matter how terrible the injury is, as long as he is not dead, he will always recover.But the old monk has compassion in his heart, and for the sake of the common people in the world, he has already disregarded life and death.As long as he can get rid of the devil who has brought disaster to the country and the people, he will not hesitate to sacrifice his own life.

boom!

Every sword strike is accompanied by an extremely terrifying impact.The aftermath hit Zhang Feng's body like a heavy hammer, making his bronzed skin turn red like a boiled crab.The true energy in Zhang Feng's body was running wildly like a wild horse, and the extremely red skin slowly faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The condition of the old monk on the opposite side is obviously better than that of Zhang Feng. His golden bell cover has been trained to a very high level, relying on his strong defense to resist with difficulty, but the golden light of his skin has become very weak.

The black light and the white light gradually submerged into the sword, and at this moment both of them restrained the excess power of the divine weapon.

When the light dissipated, people in the distance could finally watch the battle that determined the fate of martial arts openly.

boom!

Fighting again, the two were knocked backward by the impact.

Zhang Feng's body could no longer withstand this terrible attack, his skin cracked like a spider's web, and faint blood surfaced on his body surface.This is also thanks to the imperceptible strengthening of the physical body by the "Immortal Art of Immortality", otherwise other people would be shocked to death once, let alone three heavy blows.

puff!The old monk on the opposite side was also uncomfortable, his golden body was shattered, and he couldn't help coughing up blood.Now his muscles are as hard as steel, and there is only half an inch of the door under his armpit.However, under the huge bombardment again and again, even if he didn't hit his door, under this powerful force, his golden bell door was forcibly broken. (To be continued..)