Xuan Zhuang's sound transmission came down, and a barefoot monk walked out of the formation. He was nine feet tall, and his body was like an iron tower.
Then he heard him proclaiming the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, a mere dead body dares to be so rampant, so the poor monk will come and cross Tanyue."
Before he finished speaking, a vajra pestle appeared in his palm, and the precious light was born. A sword light flashed in the air, and the seventeen squares instantly turned into circles. The cold and dazzling light slaughtered the audience.
The precious light emanating from the Vajra pestle in the palm of Nuyun who jumped out of the formation had no time to strike, so it turned into a defense, protecting his whole body, and his heart was full of horror. At this point, he finally understood that Brother Xuanzhuang Shi, the leader of the team, , why should it be so solemn.
The precious light derived from the Vajra Pestle did not protect Nu Yun. Qing Leng was a round sword light, which easily pierced through the precious light. The cassock around Nu Yun exploded, tearing apart inch by inch. People are like blood gourds, with countless holes appearing all over their bodies, and blood gushes wildly.
"combine!"
Xuan Zhuang glanced at Nu Yun coldly, shouted loudly, and waved his hand, a yellow mud tire in the shape of a Buddha appeared in his palm, with lines all over the mud tire, just like the tendons of a human body.
The mud-carved Buddha just flew into the air, and all the monks shot out the corpse aura, and the rolling corpse aura easily penetrated from the veins of the tendons.
With a swipe, a majestic Buddha appeared.
The Buddha, who is three feet tall, has benevolent eyebrows, kind eyes, and solemn treasure appearance. With one hand in the immovable seal and the other lightly lifted up, the golden mouth opened and closed, and he uttered a human voice, "I use the supreme method to protect all Jialan!"
"Pretending to be a ghost!"
Xu Yi raised his hand with a sword.
The sword light turned into a circle and came straight to envelop the Buddha. The golden hand raised by the Buddha suddenly pressed down, the sword light scattered, and the terrifying aftermath rolled towards Xu Yi.
"change!"
Xu Yi yelled angrily, the sword light turned into a circle, and the billowing golden light immediately turned into a circle under the guidance of his sword light, and his complexion eased. In an instant, the round golden light suddenly collapsed and hit him again.
In such a situation, it is not that the seventeenth sword is weak, but that the Buddha's force is too great. The seventeenth sword transforms into a circle and guides the technique of using force to transform force, but any method of transforming force has its limit.
No matter how exquisite the method is, it will not be able to dispel the power of the collapse of the giant mountain and the roar of the sea. Obviously, the golden light shot by the Buddha has exceeded the limit of the seventeenth sword.
Seeing that Jin Mang had broken through the pull of Sword Seventeen, Xuan Zhuang was convinced that what he was most afraid of was nothing but the horror of Xu Yi's weird number sword technique.
Once this method is destroyed, Xu Yi is just a dead body.
The billowing golden light was like a giant dragon that wanted to devour everything. No matter how Xu Yi dodged, the golden light would always follow him as if he had spirituality.
Foresight was unavoidable, Xu Yi shouted loudly, the sword light in his palm soared, and turned into a ball of light net in the air, like a swallowing mysterious beast. middle.
With a swipe, the two groups of unusual forces came together, like a flame igniting gunpowder, and with a bang, it was a loud noise that soared into the sky.
"This is impossible!"
Xuanzhuang's heart skipped a beat, his color was so shocked that all the monks stared wide-eyed. They knew very well that the holy light of the Holy Child Buddha could not be knocked away.
This huge explosion undoubtedly subverted their inherent cognition.
"Still too weak."
Xu Yi sighed, according to his assumption, this sword net should be able to easily swallow the golden light, but it turned out to be like this again.
"This kid, how come he still has a second hand, he can't see through, really can't see through."
Huang Mei was tangled in her heart.
While everyone was thinking about it, the terrifying air wave from the huge explosion was also sweeping across the entire audience. The surrounding area was already wild, and the crazy air wave easily rolled a 30-mile radius into white ground.
Just when Xu Yixing was about to activate the Zhuxian Sword again, the air wave suddenly toppled the cloaked man's cloak wrapped around him by the monks, revealing a beautiful face.
With a quick swipe, Xu Yi felt that his soul was shattered by this glance. The woman in front of him without a trace of fireworks was the Xia Zimo whom he had always missed.
"No wonder, no wonder I felt familiar when I saw the jade pendant on Xia Ying's body. Zimo had a jade pendant back then, and the decoration on it was clearly like this. Zimo, this is Zimo... No, no, if she is Zimo , What happened to the Lian Yunshang seen in the Immortal Palace that day? Also, the temperament is completely wrong, this girl is completely dead, and the sense of vicissitudes is too strong, she must be very old... "
In an instant, a storm shook Xu Yi's mind.
"Tanyue, you have nothing to do with my White Horse Temple, why bother to fight endlessly here, if you have a problem with Han Bing, you should go to find Han Bing, why bother to embarrass me. If you want to appreciate my Baima Temple's clever tricks, You can go to Dongzhou, and I, the twelve vajra monks at the White Horse Temple in Dongzhou, will definitely make Tan Yue come true."
After the Holy Fetus Buddha failed to wipe out Xu Yi with a single blow, Xuanzhuang once again sacrificed the Dafa of peace talks, with soft but tough words and measured offense and defense.
It was precisely because of Xuanzhuang's ability to adapt, he was the team leader this time to dispatch the troops from the White Horse Temple and preside over the operation.
Xuan Zhuang tried his best to persuade him, but Xu Yi didn't respond at all. He fixed his eyes on the statue-like "Xia Zimo" and couldn't speak.
"Senior Brother Xuanzhuang, this man has clearly fallen into a maze, if we don't take his life now, when will we wait?"
Nu Yun, who endured the serious injury and hastily returned to the battle, said anxiously through voice transmission.
The fight between Xu Yi and Xu Yi just now made his heart shattered. Only by fighting against him can he clearly know how terrifying the guy on the other side is.
Xuanzhuang's heart skipped a beat, and he pinched the magic formula in his palm, and the immovable seal of the golden Buddha in front of him was suddenly pushed out. In an instant, the spiritual power of the whole world frantically gathered in the big hand seal, and the boundless breath penetrated the world.
boom!
Between the heaven and the earth, a huge handprint, wrapped in the terrifying power of destroying everything, covered hundreds of miles, and pressed straight towards Xu Yi.
Xu Yi, who was in a trance, came back to his senses, and it was too late to react. He suddenly heard a soft groan, and the Zhuxian Sword jumped up automatically, and the sword glow shot out several feet, and the black blade instantly lit up. The ground spurted wantonly, and sparks and lightning all the way, piercing towards the giant palm.
Suddenly, it seemed that the world trembled, and it was dead silent, as if nothing happened.
The sky seems to be closed, and then it seems to be opened.
Xu Yi, who had been crushed in a huge pit tens of meters deep underground, had not yet disappeared when he jumped up again.
With a big move, the blazing Zhuxian Sword slipped into his hand, and the tip of his tongue lightly licked the blood at the corner of his mouth, the murderous intent in Xu Yi's heart grew uncontrollably and unscrupulously.
Boundless and wild, a god of killing, the devil, stood up in the hearts of Xuanzhuang and the monks at the same time.