Sword Stirs the World

Only the old sword devil could guess Shen Jianxin's thoughts. He shook his head and said, "the thickness of this ripe copper wall is more than one foot, and it's directly cast on the ground. It's not easy for you to open it."

With the cultivation of the old sword demon, if you attack the big copper hall with sword Qi, you can pierce it with holes, but you can't push down the copper walls, because they are connected. There is also a copper bottom underground.

What's more, a peerless master like the old sword devil doesn't need to be angry with this dead object. He has to demolish the house.

Shen Jianxin nodded and suddenly took a breath.

Immediately after that, people just felt a flower in front of them, and then they heard a series of percussion sounds in their ears.

Bang! Bang! Bang bang! Bang bang!

The frequency of this knocking sound is faster and faster, as if thousands of raindrops hit the earth, with some indescribable sense of rhythm.

The crowd was dazzled. If they had not seen it with their own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that such a loud crash was made by the same person.

Shen Jianxin's body shape is constantly changing, moving at high speed at the same time, constantly hitting the copper wall with his fist, making the sound of gold and iron.

The heroes are puzzled. What's the matter with our leader Shen Meng? Stupid to break the wall? What does he want to do?

In the twinkling of an eye, I heard a crack! When they saw it, Shen Jianxin was back where he was. He couldn't even breathe. He was as smiling as nobody.

The copper wall in front of the crowd, which is more than one foot thick, has a long gap in the middle.

And countless small gaps are expanding with the expansion of this big gap.

Finally, the whole copper wall burst into pieces and scattered all over the ground.

Strangely, the whole copper wall fell down, but people still couldn't see the scene inside.

As if there was a thick black fog that could not be melted, it had been sitting in the copper hall, completely blocking the outside light.

Shen Jianxin said with a smile: "I'm so tired! I'm going to take a break. Who's going to go

The old swordsman hummed again and waited for his sword, but he heard someone smile and say, "it's just a small matter. Why did the swordsman do it?"

As he spoke, a green shadow came out. It was Wudang Yuanxu Taoist.

This Taoist of Yuanxu has great strength. His sword moves and his field is wide open. He is also a great master of longevity.

The shadow of the sword is like a tide. Wave after wave, it rushes to the black fog in the copper wall.

The two forces in the field collided fiercely in an instant.

Taoist yuan Xu's face turned pale slightly. His internal power was like the Yangtze River. He was running straight down. Where the shadow of the sword passed, the dense fog suddenly became dim.

Then they came back to their senses, thinking that there was a mystery hidden in the bronze hall.

There was a terrible power in the dark fog. If the leader of Shen Meng hadn't been careful, the ordinary warriors of Tianji hall would have to pay for it immediately, and they would have no residue left.

It's because this kind of struggle in the realm can't be done at all. Ordinary warriors rush into each other's realm, and it's hard not to die.

Moreover, the Taoist priest yuan Xu had already exerted his power to seize the realm of longevity, and he even fought with the black fog. If the warriors of Tianji hall, who were in a lower realm, entered the room, there would be more or less bad luck.

"These Shaolin and thief bald are so vicious that they make Ji Yin wait for us!" There was an immediate outcry in the crowd.

"Good! Since Shaolin is not benevolent, we are also unjust. We can't keep our hands any longer! " Another man followed.

"A sword runs through the river!" Taoist priest Yuanxu of Wudang here really deserves his reputation. He made great efforts to cut the strongest sword in his life.

The power of this sword is not very concentrated, but it contains a lot of strength in the field. It really proves that Wudang's internal skill is a great way to accumulate and develop.

Seeing that Taoist priest yuan Xu had the upper hand, the experts all around cheered.

However, Taoist yuan Xu didn't look happy on his face. Instead, he turned his eyes to Shen Jianxin.

You know, Taoist priest Yuanxu only used his domain power to dispel the black fog, but he had to exert all his strength. The copper wall that was knocked down by Shen Jianxin's fists had already been eroded by those strange fog. It was more difficult than dispelling the fog to destroy that kind of thing.

"Is Shen Jianxin ten times better than me?" Taoist yuan Xu was so surprised that he would not take the cheers around him seriously.

Shen Jianxin saw that the old Taoist didn't pay attention to Yungong, so he had to nod his head and smile.

It took a lot of effort to smash the copper wall just now. Shen Jianxin was aware of the unusual existence in the copper hall, so he did not hesitate to use the power of high-frequency oscillation to smash the copper wall.

With the sword move of Taoist priest yuan Xu, a sword wind swept by and swept away a lot of black fog, revealing the real situation in the copper hall.

All the people who saw the situation in the copper hall couldn't help gasping.

In the center of the bronze hall, there is a net.

How big is the net? It's about the size of the whole school yard!

The bright spider silk, each of which has the thickness of its arms, forms this incredible web.

In the middle of this huge spider web, there is a giant monster with human face spider body. It is more than three feet high. The span of eight spider feet is as big as that of four carriages tied together.

Around the giant of the human faced spider, there are dozens of cocoons hanging upside down. The whole body is dark, and the bright silver spider silk forms a distinct visual impact.

And below this huge net, there are all heads. There are probably hundreds of people.

To be exact, there were hundreds of monks, all sitting cross - legged, dumb and silent.

Such a strange picture, such a terrible human like monster, suddenly appeared in broad daylight, and the psychological impact on the public is quite conceivable.

Obviously, the giant spider with human face reacted faster than human beings. As soon as the black fog broke, it raised its head and raised its chest, and looked at the people outside the bronze hall with a smiling, weeping face.

Shen Jianxin was also startled, but he was sure that the giant monster was not in the posture of converting to my Buddha, but in the appearance of being hit by a good thing and trying to turn his face and eat people.

The giant spider's eyes turn from red to green. Eight giant spider feet flick gently. With the slight vibration of the spider silk, they send a signal of attack to their subordinates.

First, a huge black cocoon slammed to the ground. From the cocoon, a bald man, who was full of muscles and was about to explode, strode to meet the crowd.

After only two steps, the bald man suddenly let out a tiger roar.

Roar! Roar!

As soon as the roar of the tiger came into our ears, the weaker ones in the group immediately roared in their heads and shook all over. It was like being drunk, and they could not even stand steadily.

Even the Wudang Taoist priest yuan Xu's face was slightly white, and his backhand sword turned into sword flowers and handed them to each other.

Three sword lotus, and di Qi Kai, slowly floating to the bald man.

This is Wudang's famous lotus searching sword. It takes the sword Qi into lotus shape, and only when it hits the enemy's body will it explode. It is very powerful to break through and practice external skills.

As expected, the three sword lotus did not live up to their expectations and quietly disappeared into the chest of the bald man.

Whoop! Whoop!

Bang!

The crowd heard only a few soft sounds, and the bald man was shocked and moved on.

Wudang Yuanxu Taoist priest was shocked and stood there.

The three sword lotus have been detonated. The bald man should have broken his meridians? Why can we still act?