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

"Never let it bloom smallpox and achieve a fairyland on land, and interrupt it while he is in the sympathy between heaven and man."

Another old celestial master in Longhu Mountain said hastily.

"If we let him enter the Land of Gods and Immortals, our demise will be a small matter, and the catastrophe of the three religions will be the greatest. Within a hundred years, our three religions may fall into the mortal world in the Kyushu martial arts."

Jian Wentian, who is number three in the world, also has a solemn expression.

"Amitabha."

The white-browed old monk looked distressed, and felt a little regretful in his heart. If he didn't come today, the Buddhist sect would stay out of the matter. After the Taoist and Confucian sects became lonely, the Buddhist sect would surely dominate the Jianghu of Kyushu.

But at this time, no amount of regret is useless, as I told the old heavenly master Longhushan, if Su Xuan became a land god, the three religions would be in danger.

The three white-browed monks looked at each other, and they all saw determination from the bottom of each other's eyes. They didn't hesitate anymore and raised their [-]% skills.

"boom"

The body of one of the white-browed monks swelled, and under the cassock, the muscles agitated, like a horned dragon.

It is the unique knowledge of Kuzen, the six-foot-long golden body, which also surpasses the existence of the indestructible body of the vajra.

(Seriously Calvin, didn’t cut it, try not to be watery, and write the plot more excitingly.).

Chapter 170: Breaking through the six golden bodies and entering the land gods with one thought

Before Jiazi, Su Xuan's master, that is, the one-armed old sword god, was in his prime, with both arms, entering the land god fairyland, and it was the time when his aura was the most powerful.

Climbing Kuzen Sect to seek the sword, at that time, Kuchan Sect's previous suzerain Ku Nian Monk, with a golden body of Zhang Liu, hard-pressed the three swords of the old sword god and survived, but the golden body was broken and fell to the fairyland of the land, shaking the martial arts.

It must be known that the one-armed old man at that time was as majestic as the Su Xuan of today, and he was an invincible existence in the world when he entered the Land of Gods and Immortals.

Looking at Kyushu, there are very few people who can receive his full strength without dying.

But Ku Nian Monk carried the three swords with his golden body of Zhang Liu. Although his realm fell and his golden body was shattered, he did not die.

It was also from then on that the six-zhang golden body of the Kuzen School became famous, and was called the supreme martial arts supernatural power.

The white-browed monk's body soared, and his whole body exuded a scorching golden light, just like a big sun, with surging energy and blood.

The brass Zen stick in his hand was buzzing, and without any nonsense, he stepped out, lifted the Zen stick upside down, and threw it at the man in white robe.

"Before Jiazi, the old suzerain of your bitter Zen sect took my master's three swords forcibly with a golden body of Zhang Liu and survived."

Su Xuan smiled lightly: "Today, I want to see if your six-foot-long golden body can catch my three swords."

The human flower and the ground flower are blooming on the top, and the smallpox is blooming. In the dark, a mysterious and mysterious power descends from the sky and injects it into this flower of heaven. When entering the land fairyland.

The old monk mobilized his six-foot-long golden body, held his Zen stick, and crossed the void. The other two white-browed old monks also made moves at the same time.

The Buddha seal fell, the Buddha's light bloomed, and the sound of Chan Chan chanting reverberated in the void, so mysterious that people couldn't help but want to crawl down.

The white-robed figure stepped out, holding a three-foot green bamboo sword, and the milky white thunder and fire aura was wrapped around the sword.

He moved towards the white-browed old monk with a golden body of Zhang Liu, slashing horizontally with the sword in his hand, and the terrifying sword light shone incomparably.

It was easy to split the brass Zen staff from the middle, and the sword light burst out, mighty and mighty, tearing the air and heading towards the white-browed old monk.

The golden light exploded, and the Buddha's light spoke, urging the white-browed monk with a golden body of six feet wide to open his eyes wide, as if glaring at a King Kong.

A pair of big palm-like hands reached out, with the power to tear apart the dragon elephant, and shot towards the sword light.

The other two white-browed monks rushed straight at the young man in white robes. The sound of the Buddha resounded, and the seal of the Buddha swept the sky.

In the distance, the two old celestial masters from Mount Longhu and the third sword under heaven also made moves. In this battle, none of the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism had a way out.

If Su Xuan didn't die, then they were the ones who died.

The terrifying sword light shook, Jian Wentian raised his hand and slashed out with a sword, the void rippling, within a ten thousand zhang radius, was split open again by this sword.

"Dragon and Tiger Mahamudra."

The two old celestial masters from Longhu Mountain roared angrily, blushing, raised their [-]% cultivation base, the illusory aura broke out from their bodies, and the coercion of the two land gods burst out and gathered together.

In the void, the majestic power descended, covering the sky and the sun, thunder and lightning, and the air above the Bamboo Sea exploded.

In the dark, a huge handprint appeared, as if it came from the will of heaven and earth. Under this handprint, everything will be suppressed.

The Dragon and Tiger Mahamudra is the unique school of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain School. It cannot be practiced without a heavenly master, and it has supreme power.

The billowing sword energy, the golden light of the Buddha's seal, the palm print of the dragon and the tiger, and the ultimate killing technique permeated the sea of ​​bamboo.

The earth was cracked, dense cracks emerged, and the vegetation, bamboo and stone were all turned into fly ash under the collision of these air mechanisms.

"I am invincible in this world."

With a long roar, Su Xuan aroused a vast amount of true qi, and thunder and fire qi roared out from the spiritual aperture above his head.

The turbulent qi exploded and shot straight into the sky for hundreds of feet, arousing the power of heaven and earth, stirring up the dark clouds, and in an instant, thick and thick thunderbolts were densely packed.

The robe fluttered, stained red with blood, and the blood on his body was instantly dispersed by the true energy. Holding the three-foot green bamboo sword, the sleeve robe fluttered, and he stepped out.

"boom"

The sky and the earth trembled, the sky trembled, the thunder roared, smashed into the bamboo sea, and the earth turned into scorched earth.

Facing the siege of several powerful land gods and immortals, Su Xuan remained unruffled, and rushed towards the two white-browed old monks, rushed into the surging Buddha's light, and the long sword fell and hit the void.

In an instant, the Buddha's light was shattered, and the sword chant was high-pitched. In the sky and on the earth, only the figure in the white robe stepped on the void and rose against the wind.

Before the sword weapon was released, the sword moved first, and suddenly, the old Buddhist monk with a golden body of Zhang Liu was rushed to the front and flew backwards.

However, the golden body of Zhang Liu, which had suffered Su Xuan's sword and was originally clean and scorching hot like the sun, now had dim light and its surface was covered with dense cracks, just like rotten rags.

The body drew an arc and hit the ground heavily. After landing, his eyes dimmed and his divine light shattered.

a sword

The old monk's ten-year-long golden body was broken by Su Xuan's sword. The golden body was shattered, and the Dao fruit of the land fairyland was also shattered, and the old monk returned to the Vajra Realm.

At the chest position, that is, where it was hit by the sword energy, the golden body turned into a ball of coke, and the thunder and fire qi invaded the internal organs.

The white-browed old monk struggled to get up, sat cross-legged, clasped his hands, closed his eyes, and activated the Buddha power in his body, trying to suppress the thunder and fire in his body.

However, when he fell to the Land of Gods and Immortals, the Buddha's power quickly dissipated, and the old monk's body was wrapped in layers of purple thunder and flames.

As if in Nirvana, after a few breaths, most of the Buddha's power dissipated, making it even more difficult to resist the qi in the body.

The old monk's face was ferocious, fluctuating, his expression was painful, and his body was trembling constantly. Even if he chanted Buddhist scriptures, he could not condense the Buddha power in his body, let alone suppress the stellar energy in his body.

A moment later

A vision appeared in the old monk's body, half of his body was surrounded by thunder, and half of his body was burning with golden flames.

The residual power of the Zhangliu golden body permeated the air, turning into a golden light, protecting the whole body.

"A sword."

A hundred feet away, Li Ruowei, a female disciple of Xuankong Temple, was stunned. This is a golden body of six feet long, the top supernatural power of Buddhism, and was even able to bear the three swords of the one-armed old sword god in the past without dying.

But today, the man in white robe broke his golden body with a single sword strike, shattering the Dao Fruit destiny of the Land God and Immortal Realm, and knocking him into the Vajra Realm.

The faces of the remaining two Buddhist monks with white eyebrows were slightly gloomy, but even if they wanted to rescue them now, they couldn't get away.

The green bamboo sword has already been killed, a little distracted, he will die in an instant, so he can only block the sword first.

The old Tianshi and Jian Wentian of Longhu Mountain couldn't help feeling suddenly upset when they saw the miserable condition of the white-browed monk.

The three religions have clashed for a long time, so they naturally know the basics, and they have also understood the power of this six-foot-long golden body.

Especially domineering, but such a supernatural power was broken by a single sword. It has to be said that Su Xuan's sword suppressed the three land gods.

After a moment of contemplation, the old master of Longhu Mountain and Jian Wentian improved their skills again, and today they can only fight to the death.

No one has a way out, if they don't bury Su Xuan in this hundred li bamboo sea, they will be the ones who will die.

Two white-browed Buddhist monks stood in front of Su Xuan, raising [-]% of their power, the Buddha's light skyrocketed, the dragon and tiger's big handprints were on it, suppressed it, and billowing sword light came from the flanks.

The majestic killing intent rushed straight into the sky, and the true energy was mighty and overwhelming, permeating the void.

The art of killing blooms, suppressing everything.

Even the Buddhist white-browed monk had a murderous intent at this time, and when he attacked, he couldn't help adding three points of ferocity.

"You want to kill me too?"

Stepping into the void, holding the three-foot sword, the blue light shone brightly, the sleeves fluttered, his face remained unchanged, and he said with a sneer, "Let's wait for the next life."

After all, he took a step forward and appeared in front of the two white-browed monks. He was surrounded by the billowing Buddha's light, and the thunder and fire aura erupted, sweeping in all directions.

The Buddha's light and Buddha's power were directly washed away, and the flower of heaven above his head became more and more condensed, and in the dark, the power of heaven and earth was injected into the small flower.

Like the water of a hot spring, watering this flower of heaven, the billowing thunder and fire energy poured into the green bamboo sword.

The power soared, and the high-pitched sound of the sword's cry echoed in the bamboo sea for a long time, and it took two steps to cross the void.

The long sword swung, bringing up the cold and beautiful sword light, and tore apart the Buddha's voice. This sword slashed across and drowned the two white-browed monks.

The sword energy is rolling, like a dragon going out to sea, the sword intent is surging, like the universe falling, the Buddha's seal is shattered, the power of the sword directly shakes the power of the land god of the white-browed monk.

At this time, above the head, the Dragon and Tiger Mahamudra fell, the ground trembled, the void shook, and even cracks visible to the naked eye appeared, and the purple thunder collapsed.

"town."

The old heavenly masters of Longhushan opened their mouths in unison, and the words followed, the power of the palm prints increased again, and the aroused force of heaven and earth was almost condensed into substance.

"Little Doyle."

Su Xuan raised his head, raised his body several feet out of thin air, stepped on the void, stretched out his left hand, squeezed the palm print, and walked towards the dragon and tiger big hand print.

Two palm prints, one large and one small, collided in the sky above the bamboo sea, and the billowing true energy turned into a storm and spread in all directions.

Wherever he went, everything was razed to the ground, mountains, rivers, vegetation, cliffs and rivers, the real energy surged and roared non-stop.

The sword energy of the third sword under heaven rushed towards the figure in mid-air, surging and surging.

The big handprint of the collapsed dragon and tiger, the flower of heaven above Su Xuan's head has been watered and is slowly blooming, the green bamboo sword cuts out, and cuts towards this sword light.

"boom"

The clash of two world-dominant sword qi shattered in an instant, turning into a storm of sword qi, sweeping thousands of feet.

A figure withdrew from it, floating a hundred feet away, holding a green bamboo sword, with his left hand behind his back.

With a tall and straight body, those deep eyes seemed to contain the trajectory of the stars. After a few breaths, the storm dissipated, and five figures stood in the air and landed in the sky of the Baili Bamboo Sea.

Looking down at the white robed figure holding a sword, the swords were contending, and the coercion was mighty, causing the universe to vibrate.

However, the flower of heavenly law on the top of Su Xuan's head was completely blooming, bearing a fruit between reality and reality.

Immediately after the three flowers merged, the fruit slowly sank into the center of Su Xuan's eyebrows.

"When the smallpox blooms and completes the sympathy between heaven and man, he will surely enter the land of immortals."

Seeing this scene, the white-browed old monk of Shaolin spoke, with complex emotions mixed in his tone.

"It's been playing non-stop."

The third sword in the world, Jian Wentian, also shook his head, his face was ashen, and there were layers of sharp cold lights in his eyes.

The five terrestrial gods and fairyland powerhouses all looked at the man in white robe, but did not make a move immediately.

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The five energies emerge from the chest, and the three flowers of heaven, earth and man bloom on the top, refining the land gods and fruits, and forging a destiny.

Su Xuan's aura suddenly fell silent, his eyes closed, as if he had begun to fall asleep, the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, the Buddhist monk with white eyebrows and others were waiting.

Every breath was extraordinarily heavy, inexplicably restless and uneasy appeared in the bottom of my heart, and a thought of escaping came into my mind.

But soon, this thought was suppressed, and there was no way to escape, but to fight forward.

It was only a moment of silence, and after a few breaths, the young man in white robe opened his eyes, with a terrifying light shining in his eyes.

next moment

"Boom"

"Boom"

"Boom"

Violet thunderbolts emerged from the void, and the power soared to the sky with extreme tyrannical power, the true energy agitated, and the robe rustled.

True Qi rushed eight hundred feet into the sky, the sun, moon and stars shone brightly, attracting immeasurable coercion.