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

"Tips for carving insects."

Unmoved, the white-robed man stepped forward with one step, crossed the ten-foot void, and appeared among the ten Vajra monks in mid-air.

The 24 Confucian masters had to control their swords, turn their directions, and the copper sticks danced, densely packed, and there were stick shadows in the sky and on the ground.

Each copper rod has the power to shatter hundreds of feet of mountains, and the strength it sends out makes the air burst.

The sword slashed horizontally, the blue light sword vibrated, and Su Xuan's body suddenly disappeared, as if he had completely merged with this world, only streaks of sword light bloomed in the void.

After half a breath, Su Xuan appeared, his long sword was stained with blood, and with one sword he decapitated a Vajra monk, the scarlet blood spurted out, and he ignored his clothes.

The remaining dozen or so monks rushed forward, but although this Vajra Demon Conquering Formation is the first-class formation in Kyushu, it pays attention to subduing demons with fierce force.

But at this moment, Su Xuan, like a ghost, moved and shifted, shuttling among layers of shadows.

Every sword will take away a warrior monk of the diamond level, but in a short time, these 20 people are killed in sevens and eights.

But he saw monks lying on the ground, the golden light on their bodies was dim, and their physiques were broken by Su Xuan's fist and sword.

"Destroy"

22 Daoist masters and 24 Confucian masters shot at the same time, and two long rivers of swords rushed from the left and right wings. The combination of 45 masters could defeat the realm of land gods.

The sword pierced through the air, clanging, and the murderous intent was overwhelming, the air rushed into the galaxy, and the cold light spread, rolling up a bone-piercing chill.

Su Xuan didn't seem to notice it, and stepped forward, with blood dripping from the blue light sword, heading towards the remaining Buddhist Vajra Monks.

With one sword, one punch, one palm, one claw, six or seven people were instantly killed. So far, all 36 King Kong monks have died in his hands.

"laugh"

Putting the long sword into the box, standing on the ground, stepping on the sea of ​​blood, entangled in the blood mist, turning around suddenly, the two long rivers of swords are close at hand.

With both hands out, grasping the void, with five fingers spread out, the surging thunder and fire spread, instantly forming a tyrannical barrier around the body, isolating the three-foot space.

The sword weapon is like a dragon, slashing above the void, sparks splash, and collide with Leihuo Zhengang, ripples are everywhere, sparks splash, and the void ripples.

However, the 46 long swords are wrapped in the power of 46 Confucianism and Taoism masters, but they cannot reach those two white palms.

The ten fingers fall into the void, but it seems to be holding a piece of heaven and earth, grasping a piece of heaven and earth, clearly aware of it, but let the 46 Confucian and Taoist masters push it like this, this little bit is like a moat, it is difficult to advance.

"If you only have this ability, then you can die today."

Su Xuan frowned, spoke lightly, and even had a smile on the corner of his mouth, but in the eyes of the masters of the Three Religions, he looked like a devil.

"He's going to lose it."

A great master of Confucian Tianxiang Realm said: "I will work harder and kill him here."

"Boom"

"Boom"

The 46 masters of Taoism and Confucianism all urged their cultivation bases together, raised their [-]% true energy, aroused the coercion of the heaven and the earth, the bamboo sea lay dormant, the heaven and the earth trembled, the thunder rumbled, and the strong wind blew.

Confucianism and Taoism are two long rivers of swords, buzzing, their power soaring, blessed by the power of heaven and earth, and the swords bloom with terrifying edges.

"Out of control."

Su Xuan smiled lightly, the milky white qi rushed out from his left and right palms, like white, extending into the void, and then penetrated into the two long rivers of swords, the milky white qi was like a giant python dragon.

Immediately afterwards, the gas of thunder and earth fire contained in it detonated, and only two loud noises were heard almost at the same time.

The thunder and fire exploded, the river of swords shattered, and the Haoran Sword Formation and the Dragon and Tiger Suppressing Demon Formation were almost destroyed.

The power of sky thunder and earth fire raged, submerging hundreds of feet in a radius, turning it into a terrifying forbidden land.

"Boom"

"Boom"

Purple thunder and flames bloomed in the void, and the 24 masters of Taoism and Confucianism could not dodge and were directly reduced to ashes.

A Taoist master looked terrified, turned around and wanted to retreat, but just turned his head away, his body seemed to freeze, his eyes were wide open, the eyeballs were bloodshot, he lowered his head, and saw a palm passing through his chest.

Holding a beating heart in the palm of his hand, he let out a shrill scream, and died immediately.

This land of thunder and fire is Su Xuan's home field, stepping out with his feet on the ground, his blood robe agitated, controlling the fire of heaven, earth and earth, suppressing everything wherever he goes.

Regardless of whether you are the Daoist Zhixuan or the Confucianist Celestial Phenomena Realm master, you will all be wiped out, under the fire of heaven and earth, there will be no bones left.

The 46 Taoist and Confucian masters were massacred in just a few breaths, and only a dozen or so masters fled in haste.

The blood-stained figure was about to go forward to kill, but in an instant, the foot that had stepped forward suddenly retracted.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp sword light brushed past his eyebrows, leaving a deep sword mark on the ground.

The field of thunder and fire within the bamboo sea was split from the middle by this sword, and the billowing sword energy surged, annihilating the sky thunder and earth fire.

Immediately afterwards, another sword qi pierced the air, descended from the sky, and slashed towards him. Su Xuanpiao retreated a few feet to avoid the sword.

"¨‖Dangtang is the third in the world, it's okay to be timid and afraid of death, but he is good at sneak attacks."

After landing, with his hands in the sword box, he raised his head, looked at the Taoist with the sword in his deep eyes, and sneered unscrupulously.

"Evil demons heretics, everyone gets it and punishes them."

Jian Wentian of Shangqing Daomen's face was gloomy. On the edge of the sword, a terrifying sword energy was urged, arousing the power of the land gods and fairyland.

Bitter storms raged in the bamboo sea, the robes fluttered, and the blood mist filled the sky, echoing in bursts, like a Shura battlefield.

"Haha."

Su Xuan said with a smile: "When I first entered Jianghu, I heard that the three religions dominate Kyushu, but unfortunately, from today's perspective, the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism are no more than that.

Everyone is a lotus flower with a tongue, who can speak well, but it's a pity that your tongue is not as sharp as my sword. "

"A madman."

The Taoist master yelled: "Today, I will let you know the power of my Taoism."

"You rely on your tongue, I rely on a long sword."

Su Xuan yelled: "You don't need to talk nonsense, you can try it yourself, and see if the long sword in Su's hand can kill you and other sects."

As soon as the words were finished, in an instant, the murderous aura soared more than ten times, and the mighty coercion rose to the sky, tearing the sky, stretching for hundreds of feet, like wolf smoke flying into the sky, like a dragon like a dragon.

The majestic zhenqi burst out of the body, lingering around the body, trembling in the void, vegetation, bamboo and stone, all suspended in the midair.

With the blessing of true qi, the murderous aura continued to rise, and the power of the sword and the intent of the sword were released, like a mountain torrent descending from a valley, and like a thousand horses and thousands of troops running wildly on the ground.

All of a sudden, relying on his own strength, he forcibly withstood the coercion and aura of the seven terrestrial gods.

The sea of ​​bamboo trembled, and countless green (Qian Zhao's) bamboos were turned into flying ash under the collision of this terrible air mechanism, the ground was cracked, and cracks extended one after another.

The true qi surged, the mountains trembled, the cliffs collapsed, and the rivers set off hundreds of feet of waves.

The void vibrated, ripples spread, purple thunder was densely packed, and black clouds covered the sky, as if even the sky was trembling.

And at this time

A fight was going on in the Hanging Mountain hundreds of miles away, and three figures faced each other above the sky.

The Land Immortal of Xuankong Temple, the Patriarch of the Land Immortal of the Heyang Royal Family, and the Minister of War.

On the ground, disciples of Xuankong Temple are fighting tens of thousands of cavalry, on the mountain road, in palaces, in pavilions, fighting everywhere.

The ancestor of Xuankongguan had his hands behind his back, his face was gloomy, his white hair was dancing wildly, and he was staring at the two figures in front of him.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt rose in Qing'an Mansion, followed by several terrifying auras flying into the air.

The ancestor of Xuankong Guan's face was ashen, and his breath was hidden but not emitted.

"Are you still waiting for Su Xuan to come to rescue you?"

The old monster of the Heyang imperial family shook his head: "In the Bamboo Sea of ​​Qing'an Mansion, Su Xuan is being besieged by masters of the three religions and tens of thousands of cavalry.

A total of seven land gods and 82 masters of the Three Religions were dispatched, and I am not afraid to tell you that the Xuankong Temple is just a bait.

It is Su Xuan that His Majesty really wants to kill, but this Green Bamboo Sword God also means what he says, he will really believe a letter from you, and he will come out of Sanchuan with his sword alone, and come to Xuankong Temple to rescue you. "

The ancestor of Xuankong Guan's face was extremely ugly, and he straightened out his thoughts in an instant.

"Haha, it's a pity that Su Xuan is going to die today, and your Xuankong Temple will also be destroyed."

The powerhouse of the Heyang royal family's land fairyland smiled and said: "Don't worry, your disciples and grandchildren will be killed soon, and it will be your turn then."

Seven terrestrial gods, 82 masters of the Three Religions, and tens of thousands of elite cavalry, this lineup, even if it is the world's second old monster Wang, he will weigh it.

"If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself."

"Why did you intervene in the affairs between the Heyang royal family and Sanchuan in the first place? If you oppose His Majesty and the court, it will not end well.".

Chapter 170: The five qi are complete and the three flowers bloom

Jianghu is Jianghu, even if Xuankong Temple is a super sect in the evil way, the rules of Jianghu cannot be avoided.

Making a choice will bring benefits, but it will also bear certain risks and sacrifices.

At the beginning, the Xuankong Temple Patriarch chose to help Su Xuan, first slaughtered more than ten thousand soldiers under the city of Qingzhou, and forced Xiang Wu, the general of the Heyang royal family, to retreat. ,

Immediately afterwards, in Dahe County, on top of the three rivers, he oppressed the old heavenly master Longhushan, because he valued Su Xuan's future potential, and for this reason he even did not hesitate to make an enemy of the Heyang royal family.

The later result was just as guessed by the ancestor Xuankong Guan, Su Xuan made great strides forward and became invincible all the way.

As a result, Xuankong Temple has gained a lot of benefits, stepping into the land of Sanchuan, getting a share of the pie, and now it's time to pay the price.

The Heyang imperial family had not yet led a hundred thousand soldiers, surrounded the Hanging Mountains, led Su Xuan out of Sanchuan, and united with the masters of the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and came out in full force.

Even though the ancestor Xuankongguan had envisioned today's situation as early as the beginning, he did not expect it to be so violent.

The Heyang royal family actually wanted to wipe out both Xuankong Temple and Su Xuan in one go.

At this moment, there was no way out, even from the time he appeared under the Qingzhou city, the Xuankong Temple had already been bound to the green bamboo sword god Su Xuan.

One glory and one glory.

The ancestor of Xuankong Temple took a deep breath, and shouted: "All my disciples of Xuankong Temple will fight to the death to protect the mountain gate. They would rather smash the jade than be destroyed."

He wanted to give it a go and bet all his treasures on Su Xuan, as long as Su Xuan survived, the Xuankong Temple would not be destroyed.

Although Su Xuan is now in a doomsday situation, the ancestor of Xuankong Temple still holds such a glimmer of hope in his heart.

"Aren't you willing to give up?"

The Minister of the Ministry of War of the Heyang Royal Family frowned, and slowly pulled out the long knife at his waist, the coercion of the land fairyland erupted.

In an instant, it broke through the sky, overwhelming the entire Hanging Mountain.

"Hmph, I've heard that Gu Shangshu masters the best swordsmanship in the world."

The ancestor of Xuankong Guan squinted his eyes: "Today, I will see how your No. [-] Dao of the Sword is."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and made a move, and twelve Qingfeng swords erupted from the depths of Xuankong Temple, wrapped in layers of sword light, soaring into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying breath erupted from the old man, and the pressure of the land sword fairyland soared upwards.

"Boom"

"Boom"

Thunderbolts in the clear sky, thunder and lightning, strong winds, and the entire Hanging Mountain trembled under the pressure of the land fairyland.

The old man put his left hand behind his back, and stretched out his right hand. Twelve Qingfeng swords shook, tearing the sky, and the sword energy billowed like a dragon or a tiger, shaking the sky and the earth.

The terrifying sword power soared into the sky, overwhelming the world, facing such a land sword fairy.

The two terrestrial gods of the Heyang royal family couldn't help but energized 870% of their energy, the light of the sword vibrated, and the palm prints were majestic.

In an instant, the three land gods were fighting above the sky, the sword energy was billowing, and the long river shook the sky and the earth.

Twelve Qingfeng swords burst out with extreme sharpness, colliding with the light of the sword and the palm print, fighting with the aura of the land fairyland.

Hundreds of miles away, within the Bamboo Sea of ​​Qing'an Mansion, the eight powerhouses of the land gods and fairyland also began to confront each other.

"town."

The old Heavenly Master Longhushan opened his mouth, followed the words, stretched out his palm, and in an instant, a surging palm print, wrapped in the coercion of the land god and fairyland, descended from the sky and walked towards the white-robed youth.

The third sword in the world, Wentian, also urged the long sword in his hand to cut out a hundred feet of sword light, like a divine sword that opened up the world.

The bamboo sea within thousands of meters was separated by this sword, the ground cracked, and the sword energy rolled in, with the ability to overwhelm rivers and seas, cut rivers and mountains.

"Amitabha."