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

Panic filled the air, the sky and the earth trembled, and the bamboo sea was terrified. This was the coercion that belonged to the Land of Gods and Immortals.

Far beyond the previous Celestial Realm, it can even be said to be two completely different forces. Su Xuan stretched out his arms, stretched his body, and placed himself in the aura of the land fairyland.

Lightning and thunder, dark clouds covering the sky and sun, thunder bursts, storms raging, piercing the sky, trees, bamboo and stones all rise from the ground, suspended in the midair.

"boom"

Thunderbolts as thick as water buckets fell and struck around the figure, rippling in the void with endless ripples.

"Entered the land fairyland."

Feeling this terrifying coercion and aura, the three religions and five land gods trembled unconsciously.

too terrifying

Rolling coercion descended from the sky, this is the power of heaven and earth, impacting their bodies, it can only stimulate the cultivation base and aura of the land gods and fairyland to counteract this power of heaven and earth.

...................... 0

"Is this still a land fairyland?"

The third sword under heaven, Jian Wentian, swallowed unconsciously, his face was extremely ugly, and the hand holding the long sword was trembling.

He even felt that the saber he had followed him for decades was trembling and fearful.

Hundreds of miles away on the Hanging Mountain, the three land gods who were fighting were also shocked by this momentum.

Amidst the turbulent sword energy, Xuankong Guan Patriarch's original dignified face instantly dissipated, he stroked his breath, and laughed loudly: "Haha, compared to Su Xuan's entry into the land fairyland, the masters of the Three Religions are already dead."

The land gods and strong men of the Heyang royal family and the Minister of the Ministry of War looked gloomy, looking in the direction of the Baili Bamboo Sea from a distance.

"Don't be too happy."

The black-robed old man sneered: "It's just his dying struggle, seven land gods, plus 82 masters of the Three Religions, even if the old monster Wang of Wudi City comes, he still has to take shelter from the wind.

I'm afraid that Su Xuan was forced to enter the land god by force, this is just a way to die. "

The ancestor of Xuankong Guan shook his head, stopped talking nonsense, stretched out his hand, and aroused the majestic sword energy. The sword light behind him vibrated and turned into a rolling river, spanning the sky, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, towards the two land gods of the Heyang royal family. and go.

In the Heyang royal family, an eunuch woke up from the meditation, stood up abruptly, and looked in the direction of Qing'an Mansion.

"Entered the land fairyland."

The eunuch muttered to himself, but his expression was extremely ugly: "This son's background is clearly still a year away, why did he reach consummation now."

Xiliang Palace

Inside the gazebo, the one-armed old man who was basking in the sun suddenly raised his head, looked at the sky, and couldn't help grinning.

The Prince of Xiliang, who was practicing saber techniques, stopped curiously and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"The old man's disciple has entered the land fairyland."

The one-armed old man wrapped in sheepskin fur grinned and said, "Look at this aura, it's probably the strongest sword in the world throughout the ages."

"Brother Su has entered the land fairyland?"

The prince of Xiliang was surprised.

"Yes."

The one-armed old man nodded: "Now, Old Monster Wang is really going to become the second best in the world."

The prince of Xiliang opened his mouth slightly with an unbelievable expression: "Brother Su is the strongest in the world once he becomes a land god?"

"Not the strongest in the world."

The old man shook his head and said with a smile: "It is the strongest swordsmanship in the world throughout the ages."

"It's a bit exaggerated."

The prince of Xiliang didn't believe it: "How does it compare to when you were in your prime?"

"I'm not as good as that."

The one-armed old man shook his head.

"hiss"

Xiliang Shizi gasped, the shock in his heart was hard to suppress.

The old man's eyes were burning, and he regretted it immediately: "It would be a wonderful thing if this boy could give birth to a child early, but it's a pity that the old man is already going downhill."

Cihang Jingzhai, Qingcheng Sword Sect, Kuzen Sect, Shaolin Temple, the entire Kyushu, one sect after another, one temple after another, all those who are strong above the land gods and wonderlands can sense Su Xuan's aura to enter the land gods and wonderlands The heaven and earth tremors caused by it.

Qing'an

Baili Bamboo Forest

The vigor exuded by the white-robed figure hanging in the air is getting stronger and stronger, climbing steadily, as if there is no limit.

Above the sky, lightning flashes and thunder rumbles, dark clouds billow, and a strange aura emerges faintly.

Rolling thunder and earth fire filled the air, and the hundreds of miles of bamboo sea bowed their heads. The five land gods who endured this coercion all had extremely ugly faces.

Chapter 170 Two: There are Seven Meteor Immortals in the Bamboo Sea in a Hundred Miles

After more than ten breaths, this terrifying coercion reached its peak, no longer continued to climb, and the void shook.

In the sky and on the earth, there was only the figure in the white robe holding the three-foot green bamboo sword. When the man's eyes fell on them, the five land gods felt the danger of death.

An inexplicable cold air was born from the bottom of my heart, and spread through the eight extraordinary meridians in an instant, my limbs were all numb, and my body felt cold.

The gods of the land have long survived the cold and heat, but under this gaze, they feel as if they have fallen into an ice cave.

"Is this the land fairyland?"

In the bamboo sea, Su Xuan muttered to himself, feeling the surging power flowing in his body, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

The green bamboo sword in his hand vibrated and rustled, thunder and fire qi poured into it, and the sword erupted with terrifying sharpness.

Not far away, Li Ruowei, a female disciple of Xuankong Temple, stared at the figure with eyes full of brilliance.

"boom"

Without unnecessary nonsense, he stepped forward, Su Xuan's body disappeared instantly, and after half a breath, he appeared in front of the Shaolin white-browed monk.

The latter's eyes were wide open, fortunately he was on guard, he pinched the fingerprints with both hands, touched the void, and blasted towards the white robed figure in an instant.

"boom"

The green bamboo sword pierced through the air, shattered the Buddha's seal, and shook open the flower fingers. In an instant, the blood light surged, under the incredulous gaze of the Shaolin white-browed monk.

The green bamboo sword pierced into his chest, his wrist vibrated, and he chopped off the white-browed monk from the middle, spattering golden blood.

A majestic Buddhist land deity couldn't even block Su Xuan's sword, and was directly beheaded.

"boom"

Before the long sword was withdrawn, there was a Buddhist monk with white eyebrows making palm prints and slapping towards Su Xuan, but he did not dodge or dodge.

Stepping on the void, his body shook, and he slammed into the Buddha's palm of the white-browed monk.

"boom"

The tyrannical physique directly smashed the Buddha's palm and hit the white-browed monk's body. The old monk's face turned pale.

Immediately after that, his energy and blood surged up, his face was terrified, his vajra physique, which he had cultivated hard for many years, was directly smashed by Su Xuan with brute force. "Eight Seventy"

"boom"

The last white-browed monk in the Buddhist sect flew upside down, the Buddha's light around him receded, all the bones and meridians were shattered, and when it landed, it became a puddle of mud.

So far

The three old Buddhist monks from the land gods and fairyland all fell, along with the Confucian old monster who was burned to charcoal by Su Xuan's palm.

There are already four strong men from the land gods and fairyland buried in this hundred-mile bamboo sea, and there are still two old celestial masters from Longhu Mountain and Jian Wentian from Shangqing Jianmen.

The three of them saw Su Xuan killing two old Buddhist monks in such an outrageous and unreasonable way, their faces were as black as charcoal.

Buddhism is best at physique, and the body of King Kong is invulnerable to swords and spears. These three old Buddhist monks are all strong men who have practiced hard for decades.

The six-foot-long golden body was shattered with a sword by Su Xuan, who had not stepped into the Land of Gods and Immortals on land, and even more forcefully knocked the white-browed monk to death with his physique.

Seven land gods entered the Baili Bamboo Sea to besiege and kill Su Xuan, but at this time, four gods had fallen, leaving only three of them.

The blood stained the white gown red, and the green bamboo sword in his hand was dripping with hot blood. He looked at the two old heavenly masters of Longhu Mountain.

"It's your turn."

The joking voice echoed between the heaven and the earth, and he stepped forward, spanning tens of feet, and appeared in front of the old heavenly master.

"boom"

The Green Bamboo Sword collided with the Dharma Sword, Su Xuan didn't take half a step back, but the body of the old Tianshi Longhushan who received the sword flew out uncontrollably, and he felt his muscles and bones groaning and his blood vibrating.

"monster."

A hundred zhang away, the old heavenly master fell to the ground, stepped back several steps, crushed the ground, and then released the strength from his body.

He couldn't help looking at the figure with horrified eyes, as if he was looking at a monster. This kind of power has surpassed the scope of a warrior.

"Heavenly body."

After a long while, such words came out from the mouth of the old heavenly master, and a turbulent sea was set off in my heart.

Then he shook his head violently: "Impossible, he has just entered the Land of Gods and Wonderland for the first time, and he has not yet opened the gate of heaven, so how could he achieve a celestial physique."

"A lot of nonsense."

Su Xuan pursed his lips, he didn't bother to explain, he took a step forward and killed the other Longhushan old celestial master.

The long sword slashed down, a simple and unpretentious move, but it had terrifying power. The old master Longhushan retreated madly, with the magic sword in his hand, but he didn't dare to take the sword forcefully.

However, no matter how he retreated, he couldn't dodge the sword, he couldn't escape, he couldn't avoid it.

The sword light fell, the ground cracked, and the sword energy burst out, leaving a hundred-foot-deep crack in the bamboo sea.

The old celestial master of Longhu Mountain, who is a land fairyland, was shocked by the sword light and fell a hundred feet away. He vomited blood, his eyes were horrified, and only half of the magic sword was left in his hand. On his chest, a sword mark stretched from his shoulder to his lower abdomen .

He almost cut his whole body in two. After becoming a land immortal, he had such power with just a single sword strike, which is simply shocking.

"It's not dead?"

Su Xuan was surprised, the corner of the mouth of this old master of Longhu Mountain twitched, he endured the sharp pain, and the thunder, fire and sword energy filled his body, stirring in his internal organs.

The third sword in the world, Jian Wentian, fell in front of the two old celestial masters, and the three land gods raised all their cultivation levels, and confronted the white-robed man from afar.

"Master Sword."

An old celestial master of Longhushan said in a deep voice: "You block him to count the time, and I will perform the secret technique of Longhushan."

Jian Wentian's face darkened, at this moment he already had the intention of retreating, but he didn't dare to turn around and leave, not to mention whether he could escape from the bamboo sea today.

Even if he could escape, what would happen if Su Xuan ascended the Daoist sect of Taiqing in the future?

I can only grit my teeth and nod: "At most, I can win four breaths for you."

"enough."

The two old celestial masters looked at each other, nodded in unison, and in an instant, a mysterious and mysterious aura erupted from their bodies.

This breath soared into the sky and disappeared at the end of the sky. The next moment, clouds and mist surged, followed by lightning and thunder.

The old celestial master sat cross-legged, pinched the formula in his hands, held the magic sword, and shouted: "I respectfully invite the ancestors of Longhushan to descend to the realm to subdue demons."

In the dark, the invisible power soared, covering the sky and the sun, the wind was strong, and the thunder and lightning above the Bamboo Sea skyrocketed.

"Fight."

Feeling the terrifying power that was about to come from the sky above Dao's head, the third sword under heaven gritted his teeth, bit his fingers, and tapped on the edge of the sword. In an instant, his blood surged, and his pressure soared.

Taking a step forward, holding the long sword towards the white-robed figure, the aura on his body continued to rise, the sword energy rose, and the sword's momentum pierced through the air.

"Only you, want to block me?"

Su Xuan opened his mouth, squinted his eyes, and swung the green bamboo sword. The next moment, the billowing sword energy roared, drowning Jian Wentian.

The sword light is layered on top of each other, like an angry beast, rampaging on the ground, destroying everything.

Above the blood sword, the light was dim, the sword energy shattered, the terrifying sword energy fell, and Jian Wentian's body stopped suddenly, making it difficult to advance an inch.

With a ferocious expression, he activated the power of the land gods and fairyland to protect his whole body, and then the billowing sword energy instantly wiped out the pressure of his land gods and fairyland.