Chapter 639: Fierce Battle with Buzhou Mountain (Sixth)

Taoist Yuqing took action, and a slash of the chasm directly cut the entire battlefield in half. This seemingly casual blow immediately shocked the entire battlefield.

It was not an ordinary gap, which was 10,000 meters wide and indefinitely long. At first glance, it seemed to cut open the entire Kunlun Fairyland and the prehistoric continent.

At this moment, not to mention the great witch of the Witch Clan, even the King of the East was moved. He always felt that the Taoist Shangqing was so powerful, and he was just taking advantage of Pangu's authentic name to show off.

If it weren't for some special reason, he had already begun to deal with the three people, but he had just discovered that he had always underestimated these three people.

Not to mention that the rumor is the strongest Taoist Taiqing, but for the Taoist Yuqing in front of him, the strength shown by this sword is vaguely close to the master Jian Wuzun, who was aiming at the plains.

Even if one person is like this, if the three of them join forces... a murderous aura flashed in the eyes of the Dongwanggong and then dissipated.

The attack of Taoist Yuqing did not stop there, and he shouted softly: "Ten Thousand Swords Art!"

Goodbye, he shook the Qingping Sword in his hand, and the energy of heaven and earth surged in the void. In an instant, it turned into an infinite energy sword and fluctuated in the air.

The vast long sword turned into a sea of ​​swords, and there was a faint feeling of the sky collapse, making people feel a sense of fear coming towards us, as if it was about to crush the prehistoric world.

"Xiangliu, give way!"

Taoist Yuqing shouted loudly, as if he wanted to fight for something.

"The Witch Clan. There is no great witch who compromises! Either kill us or... get out!"

With a loud shout, Xiangliu rose into the air. He joined forces with Wu Dao and Bai Tan and killed Taoist Yuqing. They felt the great threat and even more afraid of Taoist Yuqing.

Pangu is definitely not a fool's word. Judging from the strength this person has shown at the moment, the power of one person is probably not an opponent.

"It's stubborn!"

Taoist Yuqing shouted coldly, not afraid of the siege of the three great witches, and said two words lightly: "Rain falls!"

In an instant, the sea of ​​swords in the sky seemed to be filled with water and was pulled down by a basin on the floor, covering a radius of more than 100,000 miles.

The prince in the distance narrowed his eyes and stopped breathing.

The battlefield covered by the sword rain is not only the witch clan, but also a large number of immortal clans. This move kills countless times, and in an instant, countless witch clans died in the sea of ​​swords. However, there is no immortal clan.

Taoist Yuqing not only has fearful attack power, but has reached a state of supernatural power of control of power and his own attack.

At this moment, the Eastern Prince seemed to have returned to the last era and saw the man named him Saint in a battlefield that was more afraid of, using the same moves to dismantle the offensive of the army in another world.

"Ten Thousand Swords, Sword Spin!"

The falling sword rain did not disappear. Amid the soft shout of Taoist Yuqing, sword energy vortexes were drawn on the vast earth.

Within a radius of more than 100,000 miles, the witch clan who had escaped the sword rain and was killed instantly, leaving no one left. The Shangwu Baiqiu was shrouded in this sword rain. Although he avoided the first round of attacks, he failed to escape the sword energy vortex at this moment, and was directly cut into pieces and turned into dust.

"Taoist Yuqing!" Bai Tan roared angrily. He was an elite in her clan and a junior who had hope of winning the Immortal King in the future. Now he was killed by Taoist Yuqing with a sword. How can he not be angry?

For a moment, there were thousands of golden lights, just like sword rain, killing Taoist Yuqing.

Seeing Bai Tan coming, Taoist Yuqing looked calm: "What you are good at is just the magical power of gold. If you forcefully attack with sword energy in front of me, wouldn't you be asking for trouble? Today I will let you see what the Wanjian Return to the Sect is!"

While speaking, a vast sea of ​​swords appeared in the void. When he saw his sword slashing out again, thousands of swords moved together and killed Bai Shan, Xiangliu and Wu Da.

How could the three great witches be afraid? The power of the vast ocean surging, the golden sword energy shines, the power of destruction roars, and they attack them in anger.

But Yuqing Taoist Artist is brave and not afraid at all. He shouted softly: "Sword Minghai!"

In an instant, the sword sea was in chaos and there was almost no structure to kill three people from all directions.

"It's not that easy to stop us!" Wu Da shouted, and the light of destruction in his hand blasted out, forcibly blasted a hole in the sea of ​​swords and killed Taoist Yuqing.

Taoist Yuqing did not dodge or avoid, and caused the energy of heaven and earth to surge towards the Qingping Sword in his hand. He raised his hand and said a sword. Four dragon-shaped sword energy transformed around the sword body, circling rapidly, gathering in the Qingping Sword in his hand, like a mad dragon slashing towards Wudiao.

This move is called Wulong Nutian, which means to control the world with the long sword in your hand. The sword technique that is very similar to the five-qi dragon soldiers used by Su Yuexi in the past is that the five-qi dragon soldiers activate the power of the five elements, but here is the pure sword power.

This is not a sword move that ordinary people use. The understanding of swordsmanship must reach a certain level that ordinary people cannot reach.

Although this move should have four magic weapons as a supplement to urge the more feared destructive power, even if there is only one sword, it is enough to make Wu Da retreat.

Seeing that Wulong Nutian was coming, Wu Da immediately took out the light of destruction in his hand and wanted to retreat immediately.

Once Taoist Xi Yuqing took action, he was cruel and ruthless. He walked forward in one step and seemed to have crossed the space in a moment. The moment when the Five Dragon Nu Tian shattered the light of destruction, the deity also approached Wu Dao with his sword.

He picked up the Qingping Sword in his hand and slashed directly on Wu Da's arm.

"ah!"

With a cry of pain, even the body of the Immortal King and Great Witch could not stop the treasure in the hand of Taoist Yuqing. It was cut off by a sword and fell to the ground.

At this time, Xiangliu and Bai Shan broke through the sword rain and rushed over. The two of them used their magical powers, and the golden light and the power of the sea came together.

Taoist Yuqing stepped on the star steps and retreated, and the Qingping sword in his hand rushed towards Xiangliu with one stroke, while the sword technique was squeezing with the other hand: "Ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

In an instant, the sword rain in the sky killed Bai Shan like a long dragon. The murderous aura soared into the sky and turned into a heavenly sword and slashed down. Bai Shan had only time to condense the energy and transform into a golden light and was knocked away by force.

There is a lesson from the past. How dare Xiangliu holds his body strong and catch the Qingping Sword, use the power of the sea to resolve it, and quickly push his body.

One person fought against three great witches. In a moment, one was seriously injured and the other was slightly injured. Taoist Yuqing was strong enough to amaze everyone.

The Taoist Shangqing touched his chin in the distance and smiled faintly: "A person who does not cultivate the soul will eventually fail to achieve the result. It seems rampant today. I will naturally know how big the gap is."

The King of the East was silent, neither happy nor angry. He didn't know what he was thinking. The Sanqing Taoist was powerful and was a good thing for the immortals, but it was not good news for him.

It took a while to hear him speak, "No wonder the sword saint said that it was Hong Kaiyuan who could inherit his mantle, not the sound of the sword. I saw him today. It turns out that's true."

The Taoist Shangqing shook his head slightly: "Senior Brother Jian is extremely powerful and has already walked out of his own sword path. Although the third junior brother is powerful, he is still inevitably influenced by the sword saint senior, and he is still somewhat deficient in the end."

"Oh!" Prince Dong raised his eyebrows, as if he had thought of something, suddenly showed a smile, and said again: "I wonder if you brothers still remember the revenge of killing the master when seeing the fire-swallowing demon."

"Of course..." The Taoist Shangqing was about to resume the conversation. Suddenly he thought of something and changed his mind: "The world has returned to one place. What's the use of talking too much about the past? Even if my master did not die at the hands of Senior Brother Chen back then, he would not avoid the death of the doomsday catastrophe."

"Senior Brother Chen... Haha! What a Senior Brother Chen... Haha!" Prince Dong laughed loudly and stopped saying anything. The Taoist Shangqing frowned slightly, but he couldn't figure out what he was laughing at.

At this time, Taoist Yuqing stood still, holding a sword and standing proudly in the void, looking at the three great witches, Xiangliu, Wulu and Baishan, with expressionless faces.

Wu Da was furious. But it was difficult to do it at this time and was about to retrieve his broken hand. But he saw someone who had already taken the lead. The Blood Evil Buddha had reached the side of the broken arm and grabbed the broken arm in his hand with one hand.

"Damn it, monster, let it go!" Wu Da was shocked. God knew what consequences would be if his arm was taken by this bloodthirsty monster.

But the evil Buddha of Blood is as fierce as Shura, and he is extremely lawless, so he would not be scared by him. He smiled at him, and the blood patterns in his hands were wrapped around him, and waves of blood and energy rose up from his arm like smoke, and were all sucked into his body by him.

"stop!"

Wu Da roared and was about to attack the Evil Buddha of Blood. Although his injury could be recovered later with his cultivation level, it was his own arm after all. He always felt unbearable when treated in this way, as if he had become the other party's food.

Just as soon as he made an action, a sword light fell down, cutting through the sky, penetrated past Wu Da, and cut a gap on the ground.

The person who took action was naturally Taoist Yuqing. He looked at Wu Dao and said coldly: "Do you want to break another arm?"

*Wu Da dared not say anything about the threat of nakedness. This man with a proud sword has enough strength to do what he just said.

The King of the East in the distance looked at this place and suddenly stood up.

"I've hit this point, and the high priest of the Witch Clan has not appeared yet. It seems that he is really seriously injured and has not healed. Since that's the case, he's all taken action!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a red light flashed and appeared on the battlefield instantly. The flames were like a blazing sun, and the breath was rolling, like a sky covered, which was shocking.

Scan the audience and looked at Zhaoming, who was fighting desperately with Xiangjiu, with murderous aura in his eyes, he sacrificed nine layers of Fusang trees, condensed flames, and turned into a fire dragon and killed them.

Suddenly, an extremely powerful aura came from the distance, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived at the battlefield, slapped out with a palm, slapped the fire dragon and killed directly at the Eastern Prince.

The King of the East hurriedly clapped the palm of the visitor. The energy exploded, as if countless stars were broken, the energy of heaven and earth was surging, filling the heaven and earth. The flames and lightning mixed together, as if ferocious beasts were dancing wildly.

The two figures separated instantly, and each stepped back and stood still.

The man was tall, half naked on his upper body, covered with red and yellow tattoos, like a tiger. The clouds shone brightly and his breath was strong, and he beat many other great witches.

"Di Wang Gong? I have long admired Daqin!"
Chapter completed!