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Chapter 509 Flying Sword Technique VS Wind Demon Blade (please subscribe!)

The soles of the colorful tiger demon's feet were pierced by the chasing soul, and the majestic demonic energy in its body also flowed out. Immediately afterwards, Ye Zhiqiu grabbed the ankle and couldn't break free. A series of palm prints of the Golden Light Buddha were blasted to death, and even the soul was completely dissipated, leaving only a pool of flesh and blood on the ground.

"Namo Amitabha Buddha, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turn your head and stay on the shore, good and evil reincarnate, and there will be rewards in the end!" Zen Master Baiyun restrained the angry look of Vajra, and restored his kind-hearted look. After chanting the Buddha's name, he slowly landed on the ground above the ground.

He knocked the ground open with a Zen stick, followed the gap, and finally pulled Ye Zhiqiu up from the ground. After breathing, Ye Zhiqiu did not die, but fainted due to serious injuries and excessive mana consumption. past.

"Leader Ye, I'm here to heal your injuries!"

Zen Master Baiyun took a deep breath, pointed his fingers, and used the body-fixing technique to make Ye Zhiqiu sit cross-legged on the ground, while he stretched out his palms and patted him behind him, entering the soft Buddhist inner breath, healing the other's injuries .

While treating Ye Zhiqiu's wounds, Zen Master Baiyun heard bursts of clanging sounds, raised his eyebrows slightly, and he couldn't help but look not far away.

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I saw that it was not far away.

There are three figures fighting fiercely with each other.

"The dragon roars to the sky, and the sword flies!"

The soles of Yan Chixia's feet were supported by a wide flying sword, walking in the air, like a long stream of light passing through the air.

The dharma sword in his hand carried a sharp aura, and he shook it lightly, making a buzzing sound that tore through the air, and a cold white light suddenly appeared, and directly pointed at the golden-winged roc viciously, with an astonishing momentum !
"clang!"

The golden-winged roc's wings were folded up to block them. The extremely tough wings were like an indestructible piece of meteorite. Yan Chixia handed it over, but it only left a shallow dent on it. mark.

"Hmph, old man, die!"

But at this moment, the sharp claws of the golden-winged roc hidden under the huge golden wings showed a fierce light, and with a sudden hook, it rolled up a fierce aura, oppressed the vacuum, and moved towards Yan Chixia's body. Grab it in front of you.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Chixia hastily drew back the magic sword and sealed it in front of her.But even so, Yan Chixia still staggered and flew upside down because of the huge impact force she suffered, and it was only after the flying sword under his feet that the impact force was removed that she managed to stabilize her body. shape.

"Naughty beast, don't be crazy, and let the Taoist priest come to meet you... The magic weapon shows its power, go!"

At this time, Daoist Gui Chen couldn't sit still anymore, his saber was wide open, colorful rays of light burst forth, and with a wave of his wrist, he had already shot out several precious magic weapons.

The detonating talisman, flying needle, chasing soul nail, subduing magic pestle, all kinds of magic weapons are full of light, mana and strength are intertwined, bursting out a powerful force.

Daoist Guichen has also made a lot of money through exorcising ghosts over the years, and most of the money is exchanged for magic weapons from other Buddhist eminent monks and fellow Taoists, so that one day he will meet someone whose strength is stronger than his own. It can come in handy when you need a powerful monster.

The golden-winged roc in front of him is quite powerful, and he also has the evil spirit of the Netherland as a blessing, so at this time, he also decisively sacrificed his magic weapon.

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Many magic treasures gathered together, bursting out with powerful force, forming a vortex of mana, as if tearing apart the entire void, and greeted the golden-winged roc in the colorful light.

At this time, the golden-winged roc let out an ear-piercing scream, and dark lines appeared on the eagle's body. At the same time, the evil spirit around it gathered quickly like birds returning to their nests. .

The golden wings flapped violently, and the monstrous evil spirit diffused from the roc's ribs, condensing two black tornado storms, connecting the sky and the earth, rolling the qi, flying sand and rocks, and filling the sky with dust!
These two black tornadoes raged and swept over, whistling, and moving rapidly. The sinister energy contained in them strangled the ghosts and Buddhists along the way to pieces, and even the blood was completely wiped out. To be strangled is simply a Buddha blocking and killing a Buddha, and a god blocking and killing a god!
"boom!"

Numerous magic treasures and stellar qi tornadoes bombarded together fiercely. The power of Taoism and the energy of monsters are like the tip of a needle pointing at the wheat awning. Without any fine interweaving, they will explode with great power. The two forces center on the collision point and form a There was a huge wave, rolling and agitating towards the surroundings,
After the gray-yellow smoke and dust dissipated, the stellar energy tornado finally stopped, but correspondingly, those magic weapons were also turned into fragments, falling from the sky to the ground, and the light was dim, obviously lost The spirituality in it, even if it is repaired, its power has plummeted!
"Damn it, you actually destroyed my magic weapon." Seeing this scene, Daoist Gui Chen's face twitched, and his eyes showed heartache.

You must know that these magic weapons were exchanged by him from some fellow Taoists with the gold and silver he earned through performing hundreds of rituals to exorcise ghosts. Turned into rubble and waste, he naturally complained endlessly.

"However, if I can successfully eradicate the monsters in the city of vain death, get the treasures in the treasury, and the elixir of life, then I can make up for my loss... I need one more elixir of life. "When thinking of this, Daoist Guichen's expression eased a little, and his heart finally became more balanced.

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"It's so weird that the wind-type demon art can actually shatter all the magic weapons of Guichen Daoist, so let me teach you your wind-type demon tree with my swordsmanship, and see who is better! "

Yan Chixia swayed her shoulders from side to side, manipulating the flying sword under her feet, and her figure was sensitive and swift in the air, avoiding the attacks of the Gang Qi overflowing from the big explosion one after another.

At the same time, Yan Chixia pinched her sword fingers, and more than a dozen flying swords flew out of the sword box behind her. Under the nourishment of spiritual energy, their surfaces were also covered with a layer of streamer, flickering and flickering, appearing sharp Unusual look.

The cold glow that shone from the sword body seemed to be a dazzling light, shining on the world!These flying swords seemed to be alive, flickering and wandering around Yan Chixia's body.

"Sword Control - Sword Returns to Promise!"

Yan Chixia followed the trend with her sword finger, and for a moment, those flying swords flying up and down around it, like a flood that opened the gate, found the target, spun over Yan Chixia's head, and changed direction. Turning into sword lights all over the sky, they all flew towards the golden-winged rocs through the air!

"Wind Demon Blade!"

The golden-winged roc let out a sharp roar, and flapped its golden wings again. The evil wind raged, and several blue wind blades appeared out of thin air, like blue arrows, piercing the sky, chopping and slashing with the sound of breaking wind. Come.

"Clang clang clang!"

The sword light all over the sky and the blue wind blade bombarded together, full of energy, clanging and interlacing, air waves swept across, green smoke filled the air, and made a fine detonation sound like rain hitting plantains.

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In a short time, a lot of scars appeared on the bodies of one monster and one monster, and blood gushed out.

Yan Chixia uses swordsmanship, while Golden Winged Roc uses wind-type sorcery. It can be said that the two have one thing in common, that is, in their moves, they both contain a sharp and sharp energy. And at this time, it is to compete who is more fierce and faster!
Yan Chixia's swordsmanship has been practiced for decades, coupled with her outstanding talent, it is naturally very advanced, and her fierceness even surpasses that of the golden-winged roc.

However, although Yan Chixia's flying sword is powerful, this flying sword needs the nourishment of spiritual energy to truly show its power.

As time passed, although the flying sword controlled by Yan Chixia was quite powerful, it was unable to quickly destroy the golden-winged roc. On the contrary, the spiritual energy on the sword was being consumed at a very fast speed. The blade of the sword has also become dimmed, so its power has also been greatly reduced.

On the contrary, the golden-winged roc on the opposite side, its wind blade is driven by black magic, even if it is consumed by black magic, it can be supplemented by the continuous stream of evil energy from the surrounding Netherland to make up for its own loss , so the power of the demon wind blade released by it has not diminished, and it is even more powerful and denser than before.

Under the situation of ebb and flow, even Yan Chixia, a master of swordsmanship and Taoism, is somewhat powerless, her complexion is pale, beads of sweat roll down like beans, and the hand that controls the flying sword is even in the air. Trembling slightly, just like that, Yan Chixia was gradually at a disadvantage in the fight.

"Haha, stinky Taoist priest, don't forget that this is a place of the netherworld, and the evil and resentment around you can be the best blessing for my black arts, so in the final analysis, your sword skills are not comparable to my evil wind blade. go to hell!"

The golden-winged roc's eyes showed a sinister look, mobilizing its monster power, it continuously turned into a blue wind blade and sneered, piercing through the flying sword with great power.

Yan Chixia had no choice but to withdraw the sword case of these flying swords that had lost their spiritual power. He could only manipulate the few flying swords and struggled around.

"Bold evildoer, eat my iron fist!"

At this moment, Daoist Guichen suddenly descended from the sky, sat down on the golden-winged roc's eagle body, waved his fists, and hammered the golden-winged roc's back fiercely, making a dull sound of beating a drum Hit sound.

The back of the golden-winged roc can be said to be its weak point. It was suddenly attacked by Taoist Guichen. The golden-winged roc screamed in pain. It looked annoyed, flapped its wings desperately, and flew up and down rapidly. Twisting his body, Daoist Guichen couldn't react in time, he staggered in the violent shaking, and fell off the back of Dapeng Yao amidst the exclamation.

"The stinky Taoist priest has not settled with you in the battle of the imperial tomb last time. This time you dare to sneak attack on this deity. I want you to die without a place to bury you!"

A gloomy and ferocious look flashed in the eyes of the golden-winged roc, and after circling the sky once, it locked its direction, and swooped down rapidly towards the echo of Daoist Guichen's fall.

Seeing this situation, Daoist Guichen couldn't help but feel his heart tremble, he made a formula in his hand, and the quicksand whisk hanging from his waist turned into a steel whip, and swept straight towards the golden-winged roc.

The golden-winged roc opened its mouth, and exhaled a strange evil spirit. With a sudden blow, it turned into a powerful wind force, directly deflecting the sweeping whisk from its original track, thus easily avoiding the whisk.

At the same time, in the process of diving, the golden-winged roc flapped its wings again, and the evil wind swept across. A cyan wind blade rushed out from under its ribs, turning into a stream of light, galloping, chopping, and pouring down. The Daoist Guichen who landed on the ground couldn't avoid it, and his right arm fell off in response, and blood spattered out.

"Monster, let you slip away carelessly last time, I won't make the same mistake this time!"

Daoist Guichen gritted his teeth, resisting the pain of breaking his arm. He made a formula with one hand and recited the mantra silently. Then, it was refracted back like lightning, and the golden-winged roc was caught off guard!
The silver threads above the whisk pierced the sky, swelled against the wind, and rolled away, exuding a silvery light. The silver threads were like spirit snakes, clinging to the sky, wrapping the golden wings in the sky. Peng's body was entangled.

"Do you think you can tie me up with this whisk, no...how is this possible?!"

The golden-winged roc desperately wanted to fight, and the wind blade he released cut off a lot of silver threads, but every time he cut off the silver threads, the same silver threads would come out again, rolling quickly, Like an octopus, it continued to entangle the Golden-winged Roc's body.

"Hero Yan, it's up to you now." Daoist Guichen shouted to Yan Chixia in the air while casting a spell with one hand.

Yan Chixia nodded, of course he knew that Daoist Guichen was creating an opportunity for him, and of course he would not miss such an opportunity, with a soft reprimand, Yan Chixia pinched her sword again.

Cangling.

Those flying swords that flew back to the sword box and were repaired by the accumulation of spiritual energy flew out again at this time, turning into more than a dozen fierce and cold sword lights, swirling around Yan Chixia's body as if alive , exuding a bright light.

"Sword Returns to Promise!"

Yan Chixia pinched her sword finger and led it in the direction of the golden-winged roc, and saw that more than ten flying swords lingering in the air suddenly gathered in one place, condensed into one, and turned into a three-foot-long The frightening sword light slashed down towards the golden-winged roc like a flood dragon out of the sea.

The sword light is shining, and it is gorgeous in an instant!
In the end, amidst the mournful wailing, the golden-winged roc's head and neck fell off, blood gushed out like a fountain, and its demon power collapsed.

It flapped its wings feebly a few times, and after circling the low sky for a week, it crashed down, turned into billowing demonic energy, and disappeared into the Netherland.

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