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

That finger knife had already shattered his vajra physique, and the cold and murderous aura entered his body. The Shaolin abbot was just trying to hold on.

In front of Liusheng Piaoxu, keep Shaolin, a thousand-year-old temple, the master of martial arts, and the leader of Buddhism, the last trace of face.

"Close the mountain gate, and within ten years, all my Shaolin disciples will not be allowed to enter the rivers and lakes."

The dying Shaolin abbot left these words in a daze, and then closed his eyes completely.

"Brother Abbot."

A group of old monks choked up.

On this day, the maidservant of the Green Bamboo Sword God climbed to Shaolin with her sword, and forced two old monks and soldiers from the Land of Gods and Immortal Realm to dissociate and leave with the sacred bone relic.

On this day, Shaolin wept unceasingly, the mountains and fields were covered with white, and the disciples wore filial piety.

On this day, Shaolin is no longer the leader of Buddhism, but the master of martial arts.

On this day, the three religions ruled the world, and the era of discussing the world came to an end.

emperor stepping peak

In front of Cihang Jingzhai Mountain

A girl in white floated to the ground, holding a sword in her arms, and her beautiful eyes looked towards the palace and pavilions hidden in the snowstorm halfway up the mountain, as hazy as a fairyland in the sky.

"At the order of my young master, Green Bamboo Sword God Su Xuan, come to Cihang Jingzhai to deliver the sword."

The woman opened her mouth, her true energy surged, and after a while, several figures stepped out of the air and landed in front of Di Ta Peak.

It was Fan Qinghui, the contemporary suzerain of Cihang Jingzhai, and concubine Xuan who was walking.

The maid was only at the Vajra Realm, but facing a Master of the Finger Profound Realm and a Great Master of the Celestial Phenomena Realm, she was not at all afraid, instead, her eyes showed a little bit of contempt.

"What sword did Su Jianshen send?"

Fan Qinghui's face was ugly, his mood was solemn, and he had mixed feelings, and asked.

The girl held her head high and said, "Please Cihang Jingzhai land gods and wonderland soldiers to reincarnate. Within a hundred years, all disciples of Cihang Jingzhai will not be allowed to enter the land gods and wonderland."

Between the words, an invisible murderous intent was aroused, the sky and the earth shook, the wind and snow surged, and the air of fighting was overwhelming.

Covering the entire Dita Peak, countless palaces and pavilions are cracked, the wind and snow are split, and they are going upstream, as if there is an invisible barrier between the heaven and the earth, blocking the world from the sky.

What a majestic power this is, with a single word, it triggers such a vision of heaven and earth.

Fan Qinghui, the patriarch of Cihang Jingzhai, had a little fright in his eyes, and the same was true for the walking teacher, Concubine Xuan, her delicate body trembling and her expression unbelievable.

"This girl, you sent the wrong sword."

Fan Qinghui was silent for a moment, then said hesitantly.

"Yes."

The maid shook her head, and said with a trembling Qingfeng sword in her arms: "Young master ordered me to send this sword to Cihang Jingzhai. Today in Dita Peak, the land gods and fairyland must be dismantled, otherwise Cihang Jingzhai will go up and down. Dogs and chickens will not be left behind."

"presumptuous."

As soon as the words fell, a terrifying aura rose from Dita Peak. The coercion of the land gods and fairyland soared into the sky. The air wave filled the air.

"Su Xuan and other yellow-mouthed children, could it be that they really think that they are number one in the world after defeating Old Monster Wang?"

In the boundless wind and snow, a figure stepped out, with his hands behind his back, stepping on the wind and snow.

Chapter 180 Seven: Disciple Fan Qinghui asks the ancestors to explain

His pale hair danced in the snow, his face was wrinkled, his body was slightly bent, but his aura was extremely fierce.

As soon as he appeared, in an instant, the pressure of the already overbearing land fairyland rose again.

The majestic aura permeated the air, tearing through the wind and snow, making Di Ta Peak tremble, and within the Cihang Jingzhai, disciples raised their heads and looked at this figure.

"It's the ancestor."

Some disciples recognized this hunched figure, and couldn't help cheering: "The ancestor has made a move."

"Then how could Su Xuan be the ancestor's opponent?"

Under the mountain gate, Fan Qinghui remained silent with a bitter expression on his face.

The maid holding the sword in her arms looked at the mighty figure above the sky, amidst the wind and snow, with her beautiful eyes.

She is an old woman, depending on her age, at least a hundred years old, her air pressure is extremely terrifying.

"Isn't it over yet?"

The girl's plain lips parted slightly, and she spoke softly.

"Humph."

Cihang Jingzhai's land fairyland old woman was furious, and with a wave of her hand, in an instant, immeasurable coercion gathered above the sky, turning into panic coercion.

Falling from the sky, the void trembled, and ripples visible to the naked eye spread in all directions, shaking the world, mountains and rivers, and the flying snow was torn from the middle.

"If Su Xiao'er comes to Emperor Stepping Peak in person, I will give him two points of noodles and let him leave safely, but let a mere maid like you step on my Cihang Jingzhai with a sword. There is really no one in the world martial arts world. ?”

The old woman's eyes were cold: "Today, I will kill you, a lowly servant girl, as a warning to others. Others are afraid of him, but I am not."

The coercion fell, the heavens and the earth frightened, and the palm prints hung in the air, as if the universe was upside down, and the five elements were reversed, under the gaze of a group of disciples of Cihang Jingzhai.

The old woman is full of self-confidence, as if she has been the strongest in the world since ancient times. The second king of the Wudi City and the number one green bamboo sword god Su Xuan are just people with vain names.

With a single palm, it has the ability to turn the world upside down, and it is indeed not weak in the fairyland of land.

Just this "eight seven zero" palm can easily kill most of the grand masters of the Celestial Phenomena Realm in the martial arts world.

The founder of Cihang Jingzhai was Di Ni, a well-known person in Buddhism with great supernatural powers. He founded Cihang Jingzhai, and left behind a volume of Cihang Sword Code, which shocked the martial arts world.

For thousands of years, they have been the mainstay of Buddhism, and they are the hubs connecting all sects and sects of Buddhism. They are powerful and should not be underestimated.

The palm prints fell, under the Emperor Stepping Peak, in front of the mountain gate, the maid in white with the sword in her arms remained unmoved.

His face was calm, and he didn't even blink his eyes, just letting the palm print come over with terrible pressure.

"Out of control."

The old woman from Cihang Jingzhai sneered, she was extremely confident in her palm, a mere ant in the Vajra Realm dared to shout in front of her, shouting words that would make her, a land god, a fairyland soldier.

If you don't kill it, wouldn't it make the warriors in the world laugh at Cihang Jingzhai and yourself.

The old woman withdrew her gaze, didn't even bother to look at her, and was about to turn around and walk towards the mountain gate.

But the next moment, the palm print that suppressed the world suddenly shattered when it was ten feet away from the white-clothed maid, and disappeared into nothingness, as if it had never appeared before.

The old woman stopped and let out a light snort, the calmness on her face dissipated, and a dignified look replaced it.

"Don't eat a toast and eat a fine drink."

The white-clothed maid's pretty face turned cold, her arms trembled, and the Qingfeng sword in her arms trembled, and then it turned into a cyan streamer, soaring into the sky, tearing through the wind and snow, and heading towards the old woman in Cihang Jingzhai.

The sword light pierced the sky like a meteor, and the old woman urged the pressure of the land fairyland to descend from the sky. However, in front of this sword light, the pressure of the land fairyland was like a rag.

It shattered when touched, the creases on the old woman's face were crumpled into a ball, her eyes were wide open, her right hand withered like a chicken's claw protruded, and her true energy surged.

Condensed a palm of zhenqi hundreds of feet in size, and grabbed it toward the blue light. The palm pierced through the air, covering the sky with wind and snow, and crossed the void.

The palm of the hand turned the world upside down, and it happened in a blink of an eye, with five fingers clenched together, the blue light was captured in the palm, but the blue light exploded, directly breaking the fingerprints.

The distance of thousands of feet is just a breath, and the sword light flies by, quickly zooming in on the old woman's eyes.

There was a little panic in the latter's eyes, his robe fluttered, and in an instant, hundreds of sword lights condensed in front of him, rushing towards that blue light.

"boom"

The power of the blue light skyrocketed, and the billowing sword energy roared, directly submerging the thousands of sword lights, the sword vibrated, and the sound of sword cries was endless.

The old woman kept backing away, her wrinkled face no longer had any confidence and composure, and she resorted to many means, but she couldn't stop the Qingfeng sword.

That sword light was too weird, it didn't look like a sword in the world at all.

The old woman stretched out her hand, and a sword light flew out from the depths of the gate of Cihang Jingzhai Mountain, and rushed into the sky, urging a surge of sword energy, transforming into a dragon, flying through the wind and snow, breathing out billowing sword energy.

This sword dragon opened its teeth and danced its claws, and headed towards the blue light. Such a mysterious sword technique is really rare in the world.

"You dare to show off your small skills."

Under the mountain gate, the maid in Xiaoyuan who was in the diamond realm just said so calmly, without the slightest disturbance in her tone.

The sword wrapped in blue light collided with the sword dragon in the sky above Dita Peak. The blue light shattered the dead and rotted like a bamboo, as if entering a no-man's land, directly tore the sword dragon, and the old woman's sword was cut off.

The blue light flashed for a hundred feet, and entered within a radius of ten feet of the old woman. The latter retreated crazily, with an extremely terrified expression, as if seeing something terrifying.

As Cihang Jingzhai went up and down, the swords of the disciples vibrated, and after half a breath, countless swords came out of their sheaths and gathered from all directions.

The old woman stabilized her figure, stretched out her right hand, and swords flew behind her, slashing towards the blue light.

Sparks splashed, sword energy shattered, storm roared, blizzard soared, ten swords, a hundred swords, and a thousand swords all turned into fly ash.

The blue light suddenly disappeared, as if disappearing out of thin air, the old woman's expression changed drastically, and the center of her brows twitched wildly, mobilizing her true qi, which turned into a domineering body-protecting qi.

"boom"

The blue light appeared, the protective qi shattered, and the sword light drove straight in, stopping at the center of her eyebrows, only a hair's breadth away.

She even felt the icy chill coming from the sword.

The old woman looked crazy. She didn't want to die yet. She waved her robe and slammed her palm towards Jianguang.

"boom"

The blue light surged, the palm wind shattered, the sword remained motionless, but the old woman was shocked back a few steps, turned around and was about to flee.

However, when she just turned around, a Qingfeng sword hung between her eyebrows.

No matter where the old woman flees, she can't get rid of this Qingfeng sword, which follows her like a shadow, going to heaven and earth, hanging between her eyebrows.

The shrill screams echoed in the sky above Di Ta Peak, full of despair and unwillingness, the old woman's eyes were piercing, and she raised [-]% of her skills.

The cultivation base of the land sword fairy is undoubtedly revealed, spurring out thousands of sword lights, condensing together, turning into a long river of sword energy, and slashing towards Qingfeng sword.

"Stubborn."

At the foot of Emperor Stepping Peak, the maid snorted coldly, with an unhappy expression on her face, stretched out her fair white hand, squeezed the finger of the sword, and with a swipe of the finger, the Qingfeng Sword vibrated, and the terrifying pressure permeated the sky, turning into a sword light.

Falling from the sky, destroying the dead, annihilated the long river of sword energy slashed by the old woman, the blue light fell, and slashed on the old woman's body, the old woman's body fell from the sky, smashed into Emperor Stepping Peak, and turned a hall into ruins.

When the smoke cleared, the old woman struggled to get up, looking like a madman, with a Qingfeng sword hanging above her head, exuding a terrifying killing intent.

"Also ask the soldiers to explain."

The maid scattered her sword fingers and said in a cold voice: "If you don't let the soldiers go, there will be no chickens or dogs left behind on the Emperor Stepping Peak."

A sip of Qingfeng sword crushed a terrestrial sword fairy, with the sword hanging above his head, and the terrifying sword force suppressed the old woman.

"I can not be reconciled."

The old woman roared with a hoarse voice, like a wounded wild animal, frantically mobilizing her cultivation, and slashed out a series of terrifying sword lights, trying to break the confinement.

The ground trembled and the mountains trembled, and the entire Dita Peak trembled. In the Cihang Jingzhai Mountain Gate, countless palaces were destroyed.

However, no matter how overbearing the sword light she slashed out, it couldn't cut through that terrifying sword force.

"I don't want to die."

The old woman roared furiously, and her gloomy eyes swept over Fan Qinghui, the suzerain of Cihang Jingzhai, and the disciples of Cihang Jingzhai.

He shouted loudly: "What are you still doing in a daze, patriarch, I hold back this sword, you all go forward quickly and behead this lowly maidservant."

Up and down the mountain gate, Cihang Jingzhai's disciples hesitated and looked at Fan Qinghui one after another.

"metropolitan"

Faced with the doubtful eyes of each disciple, Fan Qinghui's face was calm, and he didn't speak or make a move.

"Fan Qinghui, what are you still doing?"

Under Qingfeng's sword, the old woman's face was ferocious, her eyes were stern, and she roared: "Hurry up and kill that lowly maidservant.

Don't you mean you want to deceive your master and exterminate your ancestors? "

"Fan Qinghui, quickly kill that lowly servant girl and save me."

"Master."

Shi Feixuan's sword heart was rippling, Yu Xin couldn't bear it, the color empty sword on her back vibrated, and she wanted to take a step forward.