Martial arts: People are in Qixia Town, starting with a green snake with two sleeves

"Boom"

"Boom"

The earth trembled more and more violently, smoke and dust shot up into the sky, black iron riders galloped in the bamboo sea, and everything in front of them was destroyed.

The men and horses were wearing thick iron armor, and the green bamboos with the thickness of a bowl were shattered under the charge of the iron cavalry.

The bright long knife gleamed with icy cold air, and the billowing evil spirit came oncoming, and the terrible coercion descended.

It made Li Ruowei almost out of breath, her body was even trembling faintly, her limbs were sore and limp, and she didn't even have the strength to exercise.

The entire Bamboo Sea was surrounded by cavalry charging in all directions, and every knight had a hideous mask on his face.

Their eyes were cold and filled with killing intent, and they rushed towards Su Xuan with long knives in hand.

"Gu Shangshu won't transfer all the [-] cavalry who besieged the Hanging Mountain here."

Su Xuan muttered.

"Su Jianshen, they are coming soon."

Li Ruowei said tremblingly.

Su Xuan's expression was calm, his shoulders shook, and the sword case on his back bounced off. In an instant, a gleaming Qingfeng sword rushed out of the sword case, turned into a stream of light, and fell into his hand.

The light of the long sword dissipated, and with a slap on the horse's back, Su Xuan's body rose out of thin air, more than ten feet high, holding the sword in his hand, looking at him vertically and horizontally.

The sword cut horizontally, and in an instant, a terrifying sword light erupted in the bamboo sea, billowing true energy roared, and the storm raged.

With a single strike, it covered a radius of thousands of feet, and the cold sword energy permeated the void, and the cold light came and went, drowning the more than ten thousand cavalry.

The sword light was fierce, and the storm roared, directly melting countless iron riders, turning them together with the iron armor into molten iron, which dripped on the ground.

The power of a sword is so terrifying.

"laugh"

The long sword was put into the sheath, Su Xuan landed on the horse's back, the storm of sword energy reached the sky, the grass, trees, bamboo and stones, soldiers and horses were involved, and they would be smashed to pieces in an instant.

After a while, the storm dissipated, within the Bamboo Sea, within a radius of a thousand feet, everything was turned into ruins, the ground was stained red with blood, the sky above was filled with lightning and thunder, and dark clouds covered the sky.

It is unimaginable that this is the destruction that manpower can cause, and all vegetation, trees, bamboos and stones have been razed to the ground.

"If you want to grind me to death with a large army, 10 people are not enough."

Su Xuan laughed loudly: "One hundred thousand more, otherwise it won't be enough to watch.

A group of people who hide their heads and show their tails, if you don't get out, I won't play with you anymore. "

"Amitabha, benefactor Su is so bloodthirsty."

An old monk chanted the Buddha's name, stepped into this bloody field, and saw the corpses scattered all over the place, with limbs and arms broken, blood flowing like a river, he couldn't help but look solemn, and looked at the man in white robe in the sea of ​​blood among the mountains of corpses.

His eyes were full of seriousness.

"Monster, devil."

Another two white-browed old monks came, with dozens of monks behind them, holding copper sticks, with golden halos all over their bodies, just like bronze figures.

The white-browed old monk reprimanded: "Benefactor Su's wanton massacre hurts the peace of heaven. Please go back to Shaolin with the old monk and sit in prison for a hundred years before you can wash away your sins."

Su Xuan glanced over the three white-browed old monks and dozens of bronze warrior monks, and said with disdain: "Shaolin, Kuchan Temple, Prajna Temple, very good."

"Su Xuan, today is your death day."

Another two strong men from the Land of Gods and Wonderland came from the sky, holding fly whisks and holding magic swords on their backs. They were the two old celestial masters from Longhu Mountain.

"Shuzi should be punished."

An old Confucian monster walked out of the blood mist, arousing awe-inspiring aura, and instantly exerting a terrible pressure.

Thunder billowed from the sky, the earth trembled, and the air mechanism of the land fairyland exploded, connecting the sky and the earth for three hundred feet, stirring up the wind and clouds.

"Also invite Su Jianshen to die."

Jian Wentian, the number three in the world, landed in the bamboo forest with his long sword on his back.

"very good."

Su Xuan laughed loudly: "Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism are all here."

There are a total of seven powerhouses in the land gods and wonderlands, and in addition, there are 82 masters of the three religions.

With this combat power, not to mention Su Xuan, even that old monster Wang who is the second largest in the world in Wudi City has to be terrified.

A wave of terrifying aura lifted into the sky, the bamboo sea trembled, the ground cracked, and even the void could hardly bear this force.

Dense ripples were born, and the energy of the six land gods exploded, sweeping in all directions, and they all blasted towards Su Xuan.

There was a sound of thunder in the void, lightning and thunder, and strong winds. The horse under the crotch was directly shattered by this energy, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

Su Xuan floated to the ground, with his hands behind his back, the sword box behind him vibrated, and the nineteen peerless magic soldiers inside buzzed, wanting to get out of their sheaths, cut open the world, and cut off this terrible aura.

His body was tall and straight, majestic and motionless, blocking the Kongtong female disciple Li Ruowei behind him, letting the coercion of the seven land gods roar, but he did not take half a step back.

"Su Xuan, today is your death day."

The Confucian monster opened his mouth, and a Confucian master walked out behind him, all drew out their long swords behind them and shouted loudly: "The Haoran Sword Formation."

The warrior monks behind the three white-browed Buddhist monks also came out, holding copper sticks and shouting: "Vajra's Great Array of Conquering Demons."

The Grand Master of Longhu Mountain, led by two old celestial masters of Longhushan, also stepped out, holding the magic formula and holding the magic sword, and said: "Dragon and Tiger Demon Suppressing Formation.".

Chapter 160 IX: Breaking through Three Forms and Killing 82 Grandmasters

Facing the seven land gods, 82 masters of the three religions, and tens of thousands of cavalry, the white-robed man's expression was always calm, and there was no trace of panic.

Those eyes were bright, with his hands behind his back, under the terrifying coercion and aura, his robe fluttered.

Although the girl on Hanging Mountain behind her was terrified, she did not retreat. Inexplicably, when she looked at the figure in front of her, she felt a sense of peace in her heart.

"Awesome Sword Formation"

"Vajra Conquering Demon Array"

"Dragon and Tiger Demon Suppressing Formation"

Su Xuan opened his mouth, and the sword box shot up into the sky behind him, and then fell in front of him. With his right hand resting on the sword box, he said indifferently: "If all the 82 masters die in this bamboo sea, you are not afraid of breaking the three religions." root?"

"Benefactor Su, you have caused too much killing karma, you should go back to Shaolin with me."

One of the white-browed monks looked compassionate: "It can be regarded as a blessing for the world."

"Haha."

He looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "People in the Buddhist sect, it's really faster to turn your face than to turn a book. I used Sanchuan as a bait at the beginning, and you vicious dogs bowed your heads. Now that the Heyang royal family has thrown out a bigger bone, you immediately Turn against each other."

The white-browed old monk just recited the Buddha's name and did not argue with him.

Su Xuan's sharp gaze swept across the seven land gods, and he said in a deep voice: "Everyone, have you thought about it clearly? If you can't keep me in this bamboo sea today, I will visit you in the past. At that time, the whole group will not stay behind." .”

"When death is imminent, you still dare to bark and scream."

The old celestial master of Longhu Mountain was furious: "In the past, you climbed my dragon and tiger and destroyed my thunder pool, but today you will definitely crush your bones and ashes."

"My son is here."

Su Xuan shouted: "Come if you have the guts."

The right hand rested on the sword box, and in an instant, a terrifying murderous aura erupted, mighty and mighty, arousing the panic of Tianwei, and the bamboo sea trembled.

The murderous aura is rolling, like a dragon or a tiger, the void is trembling, the blood-colored mist is surging, the wind is strong, and the sea of ​​bamboos for hundreds of miles, all rustle under this murderous aura.

The seven powerhouses of the land gods and fairyland did not make a move, but a demon-subduing formation composed of 82 masters of the three religions.

"boom boom"

"boom boom"

Thunder exploded, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, the originally clear sky instantly turned gray, and the wind howled.

The 82 masters moved out and landed in all directions. One after another aura erupted, rose up, and charged into the sky. Countless auras gathered together and came towards Su Xuan. The void trembled, and the ground under his feet was cracked.

"kill."

The gray-haired master of the Confucian celestial phenomenon realm opened his mouth, raised his palm, and the mighty celestial phenomenon realm filled the air with coercion.

The 24 Confucian masters behind him shot at almost the same time, arousing arrogance and rushing towards Su Xuan.

At the same time, 36 monks from the Buddhist sect also made moves, and with the torrential force, the copper sticks shook the air.

"Suppressing demons."

The masters of Longhu Mountain opened their mouths, pinched the formulas in their hands, and unsheathed their swords on their backs. The 22 masters of Longhu Mountain unsheathed their swords together, gathered together, and rushed towards Su Xuan from all directions.

The sword vibrated, the sword energy pierced through the air, and the panic-stricken heavenly majesty descended from the sky. Within a thousand zhang radius, everyone was shrouded in this terrifying pressure.

The body of Li Ruowei, a female disciple of Xuankong Guan, was wrapped in a soft zhenqi, and flew upside down hundreds of feet uncontrollably, landing outside the battlefield.

The power of the three large formations suppressed it, and the void trembled. The Daomen's Dragon and Tiger Suppressing Demon formation came first, and 22 magic swords pierced through the air.

"Go away."

Su Xuan yelled loudly, raised his left hand, and his sleeves stirred up true energy, and his palm prints fell into the void. The surging force erupted, pushing mountains and rivers across, knocking back all the magic swords, 22 Taoist masters stood up, caught the magic swords, Holding the sword, he rushed towards that figure.

"Volve the devil."

Thirty-six Buddhist Vajra monks rushed forward with copper sticks in their hands, and the air exploded, turning into streaks of golden light.

"boom"

The thick and thin copper stick in the baby's arm carried ten thousand tons of force, and it smashed down. Su Xuan pointed his toes and rose into the air. Dodging the stick, he stretched out his right hand, with five fingers forming claws, like lightning, reaching forward. It fell on a King Kong monk.

The latter's vajra physique, which he had cultivated so hard, was extremely fragile under his hands. With a slight effort from his five fingers, he pierced his body, and his true energy was activated.

"boom"

The Buddhist monk let out a scream, and his whole body exploded directly, turning into a ball of blood.

The gust of wind came from the back of his head, Su Xuan seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, he turned his head abruptly, grabbed the copper stick, shattered it, took two steps forward, his body erupted with terrifying force, and knocked out a Buddhist Vajra Monk After several tens of feet, he lost his breath when he landed.

"Too weak¨~."

He laughed out loud, and instead of retreating, he rushed into the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation, and seven or eight copper sticks fell on his head.

The palm prints faltered, the air exploded, and the violent zhenqi roared, making a deafening roar.

"boom"

The two vajra monks were directly blown away by this palm. With a touch of their toes, they swept away three to five feet, then dodged the copper rod behind them, and the sword box in their arms vibrated. wave.

"laugh"

The terrifying sword energy erupted within the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation, destroying everything that stood in front of the sword energy.

"bang bang bang"

Several monks flew upside down, and King Kong's body was torn apart by the sword energy.

Taking half a step to the left, the copper rod rubbed against his chest and fell, and the sword fell, bursting with blue light, and went away against the copper rod with lightning speed.

Sparks splattered, blood burst out, and the blade turned upside down, sealing a Vajra monk's throat, kicking him out, and kicking him dozens of feet away, where he fell to the ground and turned into a puddle of mud.

"The devil, die."

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Buddhist masters died under Su Xuan's sword, causing the remaining monks to stare angrily, urging their cultivation bases one after another, shining golden light all over their bodies, copper rods wrapped in true energy, carrying hard Matching power, tearing the air.

The formation changed, ten vajra monks jumped up, swung copper sticks, and sealed the top of Su Xuan, ten monks attacked his lower body, and the remaining two vajra monks fought head-on.

And the 22 masters of Taoism also held magic swords and joined the battlefield to form a dragon and tiger demon-suppressing formation.

"town."

The 22 real masters of the Taoist sect hold Dharma swords and pinch Dharma formulas in their hands, standing outside the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation.

Stimulating the formation, in an instant, one after another of breaths rose into the air, merged together, and turned into a terrifying coercion, falling on Su Xuan's body.

"Little Doyle."

Su Xuan grinned, stepped forward, his body trembled slightly, and then he released the oppression, grasped the blue light sword, and walked towards the vajra monks.

"Sword array."

The 24 masters of the Confucianism sect mobilized, arousing awe-inspiring aura. In an instant, the void trembled, and 24 swords were unsheathed, turning into a river of swords, descending from the sky like a dragon.