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Boom Boom!

In the Forbidden Array, the terrifying sword intent was shrouded, the divine sword fell, and the sword roared like thunder.

The vitality is surging, and the world is turned upside down.

Ximen Blowing Snow, Mu Daoren, Lu Xiaofeng, Honest Monk, Hua Manlou, and Sikong Picking Stars The six grandmaster realm powerhouses showed what they had learned.

"Huaguang Kendo"!

"Taiyi Sword Technique"!

"Phoenix Dance Nine Days"!

"Broken Jade Hand"!

"Golden Bell Jar"!

"Full of Flowers"!

These masteries are either the long-famous magic skills of the rivers and lakes, or the mastery created by each of them after becoming a grandmaster.

The grandmaster gathers the strengths of a hundred schools of thought and has become a family of its own, and at this level, martial arts are no longer sticking to one piece.

The six Grandmasters struck together against the twelve giant divine swords that fell from the sky.

Ximen Blowing Snow was covered in pores, and his limbs were full of bones, all of which burst out with sword light.

He seems to have become one with the sword.

The human sword is one, turning into a white rainbow that runs through the sky.

The sword light flowed, brilliant and dazzling.

A sword slashed out, pouring down like a Tianhe waterfall in the starry sky, swinging into the sky, incomparably dazzling.

The honest monk Jin Zhong protects the body, the Buddhism is powerful, and the sword is hard, the bell is curling, and the aftermath is continuous.

The fierce collision made the heavens and the earth shake, and the roaring sound was endless.

With their efforts, in an instant, twelve giant swords descended from the sky were finally disintegrated and shattered.

But I can't wait to be happy.

"Whew!"

The disintegrating sword qi surged out like a tidal wave.

Infinite sword rays vibrated and rose from the earth, as if a volcano had erupted, and swept directly in all directions.

"What?"

Everyone was shocked, no one could have imagined that the twelve giant swords in the sky were only the beginning of the second wave of attacks.

Those escaping sword qi actually poured out from the ground again.

The brilliant sword light swept like a tsunami, rushing in all directions, ruthless and with the intent of slaughter.

The 573 sword light was not only wrapped in the sword qi that dissipated by the giant sword, but also the power of Ximen Fuxue, Mudaoren and others.

What kind of earth-shattering power will these forces be when they come together?

Ding Ao, Yan Ziyun and the others were instantly shocked by the sword qi.

Like a seashell floating on the shoreline, it was beaten out of the beach by the huge waves and torn apart fiercely.

There was a blinding glow everywhere.

Someone didn't have time to scream, the body was broken, and the blood mist was scattered,

Simon staggered to the ground by blowing snow, blood gushing from his mouth, and put his sword against the ground so that he did not fall.

The wooden road people fall like leaves.

He gritted his teeth, panting like a cow, blood flowing, and his beard was dyed red.

Hua Manlou fell into a hall in embarrassment, blasting a big hole out of the top, and life and death were uncertain.

The honest monk's face was golden.

Hit the ground, cracking the ground and appearing in a small pit.

He looked twisted and terrifying because of the force he used too hard.

Blood choked on him and he coughed violently.

Lu Xiaofeng and Sikong Xingxing were also uncomfortable, under the explosion of this violent sword qi, their hearts and intestines were churning, their qi and blood were surging, and their mouths were spitting blood.

When Bu Ju saw this scene, his whole body was cold, and his hands and feet were cold.

It's horrible!

Just the second wave of attacks injured all six grandmasters, and Yan Ziyun, Ding Ao and other masters of the inner world died tragically?

He swallowed his saliva, no wonder King Jing said that this formation, even martial immortals can trap it, it is terrifying!

Wait a minute!

Bu Ju suddenly thought of something.

He touched himself.

By the way, why are you okay?

He looked around in surprise.

Those falling sword qi and erupting sword light actually shattered and disintegrated on their own from a zhang away close to here.

Why?

Bu Ju reacted, because there was Zhao Wuxian here, where he was standing, those sword qi and attack (babe) attacks were ineffective against him?

Bu Ju was shocked, what kind of power is this?

He looked at Zhao Wuxian.

Well?

Bu Ju remembered where Zhao Wuxian was standing just now.

But now there is no one there.

He's gone.

I don't know when it disappeared.

Bu Ju swallowed his saliva, looking around at the sword qi that still couldn't be attacked, and he was shocked by the strangeness.

He thought of some legends in the rivers and lakes.

In everyone, there is a kind of "qi".

But not only do people have their own "qi", but even every grass, tree, stone, flower, water and pool in the world also has their unique "qi".

If a person with a strong momentum has stayed in one place for a long time.

Then, the "qi" of the place will be integrated into his "qi", and even after the person is gone, it will remain for a long time.

Therefore, as the saying goes: "The mountain is not high, but the name of the immortal." The water is not deep, and if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual. Si is a burrow, but I am Dexin!"

A place where the great master of the sword is often sharpened will leave a powerful sword qi behind, and even have the inheritance of his enlightenment.

A temple inhabited by Buddhist monks, even if the temple is in the downtown area, it will be far away and clean.

A burrow with Confucian lectures, over time, there will also be the fragrance of blue musk, which is fascinating.

The same is true now, Zhao Wuxian just gained a foothold again, and the "qi" he exuded changed the "qi" around him.

Therefore, even if he left, he left behind a special momentum and held up an invisible field.

Moreover, even the sword qi of the sword formation that seriously injured the six grandmasters could not be broken, leaving him safe and sound. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Terrible!

It's horrible!

Bu Ju swallowed another mouthful of saliva, he really couldn't imagine what kind of martial arts realm this was already in.

Like a sparrow in the jungle, not knowing how high the Roc would fly, he raised his head, and there was only awe and admiration left in his heart.

Martial Immortals!

That mysterious King Jing must have reached the realm of martial immortals, and only he could break this formation and save them.

Soon, Sikong Jiexing, Lu Xiaofeng and others, who were still struggling in the torrent of sword qi outside, discovered the strangeness here.

"What's going on? We're suffering, this guy, but it's like no one?" screamed.

The sword qi that erupted from the ground was like a surging volcano, not for a while, but in a continuous stream, washing back and forth.

Ximen Blowing Snow was all in tatters and embarrassed, and the hair of the wooden road man was already scattered.

But it's just that Bu Ju, who is in the second realm of the innate realm, is as intact as ever?

None of you are stupid.

Sikong picked up the stars with a "sigh", like a wisp of light smoke, drifting through the sword qi and rushing to Bu Ju's side.

In an instant, all kinds of sword qi attacks disappeared.

"And this kind of good place?"

Sikong Xingxing's eyes widened, and then he squirted blood with a "wow", I don't know if he was injured or angry.

Sneer...

Mudaoren, Ximen Blowing Snow, and Lu Xiaofeng jumped in one after another.

Immediately squeezed Bu Ju in the middle.

Although Bu Ju is not as clean as Ximen Fuxue, he is still uncomfortable being surrounded by a group of big men covered in blood.

Especially when they are all famous people in the rivers and lakes, their hearts are even more empty, but he doesn't dare to let these people out.

Although they were all wounded, Bu Ju knew that if anyone wanted to do something to him, he couldn't stop it.

The gap between the grandmaster and the innate has already been taught by Lu Xiaofeng, and he has no power to fight back.

Yes.

Even if he is uncomfortable, he can only endure it.

"The Buddha is above, the disciple is in trouble tonight, and he will definitely go back to give you incense. The honest monk grunted.

Hearing this, Mu Daoren sneered and said, "It is King Jing who should be incense, not Buddha." "

They were all smart people, and in a split second, they could guess why there was such a safe shelter in the array.

The honest monk said seriously: "The incense of the Buddha should be respected, and the incense of King Jing should also be respected." "

Lu Xiaofeng coughed lightly, his face was pale, and he looked at the torrent of sword qi that was flowing against the sky around him, with a complicated expression.

"It's incredible!"

Sikong Xingxing took a slow breath and said with a wry smile: "I now believe that King Jing is already a Martial Immortal Realm!"

Simon Fuxue stood with his sword in his hand and looked at the sky.

Martial Immortal is the ultimate martial arts in the Kyushu world, it is a mythical realm, beyond the power of mortals.

Since ancient times, countless martial arts practitioners have climbed for this.

But there are very few people who can really walk to the top of the mountain, let alone step out of the top of the mountain and enter a higher level?

Although he failed to fight Ye Gucheng tonight, the harvest was also not small for Ximen Blowing Snow.

Stepping into the realm of the Great Grandmaster and encountering such a difficult battle, it also made him understand that there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people.

Putting down the sword has a great impact on Ximen Blowing Snow, this kind of birth, entering the realm of the sword, it is difficult for outsiders to understand.

A sword is not only sharp, but also tough enough, which requires the swordsman himself to constantly sharpen.

In the darkness, Emperor Shakti held his hands and looked at the overwhelming sword qi through a jade mirror, his eyes showing surprise.

"Okay, good formation!"

He couldn't hide his excitement in his heart, and said to himself: "Wonderful, wonderful!"

"The sword qi is circulating, endless, isn't it the meridians and true elements of people, like a river rushing continuously?"

Shakti pressed his eyes closer to the jade mirror and kept his eyes on it.

He seemed to want to see more clearly, more thoroughly.

The profound wonder of the formation made him happy.

"The martial arts in the world of Kyushu are not useless, and in this array, there is a set of extremely wonderful martial arts!"

"If I can fully comprehend this formation, I may be able to truly become an immortal!"

Shakti muttered to himself.

Although he has lived for nearly two thousand years in the Fengyun Realm, it was because of the phoenix blood, not that he really became a martial immortal.

In the Eight Secret Realms, except for some ancient powerhouses who entered the sleeping in them.

Even in the Fengyun Realm, where martial arts is more brilliant than the world in Kyushu, no one has become an immortal, and it is a real "broken void".

Although the realm of Emperor Shakti and Nameless is higher than that of the Great Grandmaster, he is not yet a martial immortal, and there is an invisible limitation.

Even in ancient times, the heavens and the earth were prosperous, and it was not so easy to become an immortal, let alone now?

The entire heaven and earth are withering, from the outside of the sky to the human world, and then to the eight secret realms, which have been somewhat affected.

"Martial Immortals?"

Emperor Shakti was proud, a strong man like him, suddenly heard that there was such a realm, so he was naturally unwilling and wanted to break through the realm.

But he still has questions about this realm, what kind of realm is Martial Immortal, and how strong will it be?

Emperor Shakti squinted and looked at Yubi: "Hurry up!

Suddenly.

Emperor Shakti blinked, and seemed to see a shadow coming from within the jade.

Blinded?

Of course it can't be, when it comes to his skills, how can he be dazzled?

Moment.

Emperor Shakti's heart was shocked, and the sense of danger all the time burst out from his mind, sweeping through his whole body.

He was creepy, his hair stood on end, and he was stunned and shocked by his respiratory arrest.

What's going on?.