From Yitian, the sword pressed the heavens

Chapter 67 The Fire Fairy is for Zhiruo

The Buddha fell into a momentary sluggishness.

A trace of blankness flashed across his expressionless face, and he looked down at his body.

The originally gleaming golden body, smooth and incomparably smooth, is now like porcelain covered with cracks. No matter how strong the Buddha's light is at the back of his head, it cannot be repaired.

"How could it be...!" the big Buddha said, but the voice was that of the little monk Huixin.

"Huh...!" Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Zhang Wuji turned his head and opened his mouth to let out a breath, which contained a ray of sword energy.

"Crash!" The golden Buddha shattered like porcelain, and then turned into wisps of Buddha's light and dissipated between the sky and the earth.

The phantom array in front of Zhang Wuji disappeared, and eighteen monks appeared in front of Zhang Wuji.

The faces of the six old monks and Hui Xin were all pale, but they were not bad. The eleven golden arhats had lost all their golden light, and they sat cross-legged on the ground without moving a single bit.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Wuji was full of doubts.

"The Buddha's light is exhausted, and their souls have returned to the West."

Huixin stood up, sighed and explained.

They became greedy and wanted to take advantage of Zhang Wuji's opportunity to come to challenge alone and trap him to death with formations, but in the end they caused heavy losses to their side.

Eleven golden arhats who are equivalent to the third level of Qi training, their accumulation of nearly 20 years was wiped out by this leader Zhang with a single sword.

This is really a dumb person who eats Coptis chinensis, and can't tell the pain.

"That's a pity."

Zhang Wuji praised: "I didn't expect Buddhism to be so kind to me. In order to let me play swords and swords to my heart's content, so many people died. I'm really touched."

Of course Zhang Wuji knew that Buddhism wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to challenge him to kill him.

He also understood the other party's behavior very well, after all, he would have hacked the other party to death with a sword in exchange for blocking the door and provoking him.

But this also does not prevent him from using the most violent means to dismember that big Buddha with sword energy equivalent to Ling Chi.

Everyone is a member of the rivers and lakes. Since you want to kill someone, you must have the awareness of your own death. This is Zhang Wuji's logic.

He doesn't like to kill indiscriminately, but he won't be soft when it's time to strike.

Of course, it was true that he had a lot of fun. After all, it had been a long time since there had been an opponent in this world that he could deal with with all his strength.

"To be honest, the pressure this time is already in place, I hope you can continue to surprise me," Zhang Wuji patted Huixin on the shoulder, put away his sword and floated away.

He was quite satisfied with this trip to Shaolin, he could vaguely feel the sword energy in his body ready to move, and this fierce battle gave him a sign that he was about to break through the foundation-building realm.

Although he reminded himself all the time to be the first, but in fact he still has a turbulent heart, dancing with the tip of a knife like when he was fighting against the Buddha, punching to the flesh, still can make him excited.

"Could this be my way to build a foundation?" Zhang Wuji thought uncertainly.

Behind him, Hui Xin looked at Zhang Wuji's back, her face turned pale, but in the end he still let out a long sigh and said nothing.

After all, they are willing to gamble and admit defeat, and it is not wrong for them to lose to one of the 18 players.

Zhang Wuji didn't immediately go to the next destination, he just randomly found a place nearby, and began to summarize and understand the gains and losses of this battle.

Although the method of vertical sword is very practical in theory, my strongest method at this stage is still holding a sword, which is close combat. This is the aftereffect of stepping into the immortal way from martial arts.

In the future, I will strengthen the use of flying swords, and try not to use hand-held swords, but the practice of holding swords cannot be stopped, but doubled. This is my trump card, and it is one of my trump cards when I have to go all out. I must not let it go to waste...

Three days later, Zhang Wuji set off for his next destination, the Kunlun Sword Sect.

The former six sects also moved to the Ottoman Empire.

After all, they and the Mingjiao were in the same Kunlun Mountains, and as the Mingjiao came to power, their living space was compressed again and again.

Of course, they were not as decisive as the monks, and it was not until two years ago that they finally made up their minds to move here.

When Zhang Wuji found the Kunlun Sword Sect and saw Ban Shuyi, he couldn't help but secretly shook his head. This woman is still in the acquired state, and she is already old and out of shape. Don't talk about fighting swords, I'm afraid she can't even hold a sword steadily. .

As for He Taichong, he was already dead when he was fighting with others many years ago.

There is not a single young acquired master in the entire sect, only three or two first-class masters, and the prosperity of the six major sects has long since disappeared.

It can be said that Zhang Wuji came here in high spirits, but returned in disappointment, he couldn't help feeling a little emotional in his heart.

Sure enough, there are talented people from all over the world, each leading the way for hundreds of years, and the decline of the Kunlun School is a foregone conclusion!

In the next few months, relying on the information given by Yang Buhui, Zhang Wuji successively challenged all the famous sects in the entire rivers and lakes, but it was a pity that he reaped the rewards.

Even the strongest of these people can't even catch his sword, so there's no point in fighting swords.

Of course he didn't go to Wudang, firstly because he didn't want to hurt the self-confidence of Second Martial Bo Yu Lianzhou, more importantly, he didn't want to touch Lao Zhang's bad luck.

He is looking for a breakthrough in the sword competition, not looking for abuse...

Half a year later, Zhang Wuji entered Shu and climbed Mount Emei.

This was the first time he went to Emei, and he immediately noticed that the recovery of spiritual energy here seemed to be a little stronger than other places.

A faint aura has begun to waft in the air of Mount Emei, which is the result of the slow diffusion of aura in the spiritual domain.

The degree of this kind of aura is comparable to that of Wudang Mountain and Kunlun.

This shows that there are at least two to three spiritual realms in Mount Emei
No wonder Zhou Zhiruo can make rapid progress, this is a treasure land!

"Senior Brother Wuji is finally here, Zhiruo has been waiting for a long time!" Not long after Zhang Wuji climbed Mount Emei, a voice rang in his ears.

Zhang Wuji turned his head, and sure enough, he saw Zhou Zhiruo approaching quietly in white clothes.

After not seeing her for several years, she looked more and more beautiful, and it seemed that the years had not left even the slightest trace on her body.

"You know I'm coming?" Zhang Wuji smiled.

"The leader of the Ming religion went down the mountain to challenge all the martial arts sects. This has already caused a sensation in the whole Jianghu. If Zhiruo didn't even know about this, he would be the head of Emei in vain."

"makes sense!"

Zhang Wuji nodded: "Then junior sister, have you thought about how to entertain me?"

"Brother, just come with me, and make sure you're satisfied!" Zhou Zhiruo smiled and spoke confidently.

Zhang Wuji was looking forward to this, he could see clearly that Zhou Zhiruo had already practiced the seventh level of qi, and maybe he could really give himself some different surprises.

The two quickly walked through the mountains and forests, and soon came to a lake.

However, what is inside this lake is not water, but blazing flames.

There are bursts of fire spirit power continuously overflowing from the flames.

Obviously this is a spiritual domain, and like Mingjiao's spiritual domain in Ottoman, it belongs to the fire attribute spiritual domain.

Zhou Zhiruo's figure flickered, and she was already in the sea of ​​flames.

She touched the long sword in her hand, and the flames suddenly burst into flames.

A fiery red streamer danced around her like a fire snake.

Zhou Zhiruo looked at Zhang Wuji brightly, and said with a smile in her eyes, "Brother, do you dare to fight?"

"Why don't you dare!" Zhang Wuji laughed, and jumped into the flames.

(End of this chapter)