The light of purple gold and hilarious silver flashed, and the dazzling light instantly filled every inch of space in the restriction.

The sword intent penetrates the sky. Under the guidance of the divine thought, all the energy in the body is transported overload, magnificently, like a river flowing eastward, with an indomitable momentum.

The sword energy collided with each other and buzzed, tearing the space apart, burning the void, and the killing force soaring into the sky was shocking. For a moment, everyone's eyes were attracted by the first style of the martial emperor-level swordsmanship.

The most important thing is that this is the Martial Emperor-level sword art created by a peak monk in the Tibetan realm, but it is no inferior to others at all, or even better. What a stunning talent and insight? It is too incredible. This person has a great future and cannot be planned.

"It's really overbearing."

After several times, Xiaocheng's first martial emperor-level swordsmanship was used, and the ability of the cross-level battle was fully reflected. This person's threat has risen sharply. Whoever dares to underestimate him will pay a heavy price.

"It is best to break this person's first move with one sword, hit his heart of Tao, and plant the seeds of failure. In the future, his development will be limited, because in this failure, his promotion speed will decrease rapidly, which will not threaten my seat."

With lightning calculations in his heart, he resolutely killed out the third move of the "Ten Thousand Buddhas Swordsmanship". He did not start from the first move, but directly used the third move of great power, and wanted to break it in one fell swoop.

His heart is vicious enough. If it shakes the monk's heart of Tao, it will create a shadow of failure once the battle is fought, which is even more terrifying than killing a person.

Because the incompleteness of mind is even more powerful, and it cannot be remedied overnight. Without a brave heart, nothing will go smoothly.

How could a cowardly heart that fears failure make great strides in the crisis-ridden path of cultivation?

Therefore, attacking the monk's heart of Tao is one of the most vicious means.

The first strong suppression of anger had an impact on the sword art at this time. When the third move of the Ten Thousand Buddhas' sword art took action, a sword energy Buddha several feet high appeared. The whole body was composed of fiery red sword light, exuding sharp sword energy.

Because it was affected at the beginning, the sword energy emitted a part of it, otherwise it should be extremely restrained and without wasting a single point. However, this imitation sword energy level is higher than that of Xiaocheng, and the cultivation level of the canton itself is higher than that of Xiaocheng.

When the two sword energy collided, everyone was shocked. Intuitively, Xiao Cheng was about to lose, and he couldn't help but secretly shouted "It's a pity."

The Wuliang Battle Body is powerful, but Xiao Cheng’s cultivation is too low and he cannot exert his maximum power. What’s more, the opponent is a domineering Ten Thousand Buddha Battle Body, which is not much worse than the Wuliang Battle Body.

This competition feels no suspense. Even though Xiaocheng's previous record is shocking, the sound of waves cannot be kept in the academy.

But what happened next turned everyone's perception.

I saw the infinite sword energy at the place where the Dragon Tooth Sword swept suddenly fell to the Buddha's eyebrows, and with a roar, the Buddha flew backwards in the explosion. Under the striking force, the third style of the Ten Thousand Buddhas' swordsmanship was overturned strongly by the first style of the peak killing swordsmanship!

What is the situation of the gods?

Everyone was stunned and suddenly recalled that this kind of scene had appeared in Xiaocheng's previous battles. It seemed that it was the scene that appeared after Xiaocheng shouted the words "小小小小小小". He seemed to be able to easily repel or defeat the opponent's most powerful means. This is a great way to turn the world around the gods, and he finally saw it.

Everyone thought of it, and naturally thought of it. Although they were still panic, the second style of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sword Art was immediately activated.

The fire sword in his hand shook, and in the broken space, a Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva composed of countless sword energy rushed out. This Bodhisattva was three feet tall, and the sword energy was extremely condensed, as if he had just returned to the world from the Hall of Yama, with a gloomy all over his body.

The second style of the Ten Thousand Buddhas' sword path is actually an extremely cruel manifestation. The unique skills created by one have a lot to do with the psychological state of the monk at that time. It is only when the sword intent is perceived, everyone knows that when the second style created by one is a time when the psychology is relatively dark, otherwise it will not be reflected in the gloomy meaning.

Xiaocheng's first martial emperor-level swordsmanship continued to rush. During the process of using it in an infinite amount, six or seven light spots appeared in his pupils' vision. He controlled the sword energy without hesitation and bombarded a certain light spot on the left leg of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. Amid the screams of the people, this Ksitigarbha King composed of sword energy followed the footsteps of the sword energy Buddha and was knocked out.

"Impossible, can you still fail one after another?"

The words of the angrily angry came, ignited the essence and blood, turned into a boiling torrent of energy, and activated the fourth form.

With a roar, the fire light soared into the sky, and the sword energy formed the ancient Buddha of Lanting, suppressing Xiao Cheng. The sword force was four or five times stronger than the third form. If it was hit by this thing, even the toughest body would be divided.

bite!

The sword energy of Xiaocheng's imperial envoy hit a point on the left hand of the ancient Buddha Landeng. This terrifying ancient Buddha suddenly stopped. Although it was not overturned like the previous two moves, it was obviously blocked and could not continue to attack.

Puff!

I vomited blood by this extreme sense of aggrievance. This was really vomiting blood, and I couldn't hold it in my mind.

In a hurry, he could only wave his hand to play the first move that he had not used.

A large area of ​​sword energy burning essence and blood emitting Buddha's light rushed out densely and attacked Xiaocheng.

Xiao Cheng shook his wrist and took the second move of the Killing Dao that had been accused of power for a long time.

The sword energy dragon elephant appears, swishing and swishing...! The sword energy penetrates the space, densely like a storm, breaking all the Buddha lights, breaking the sword energy Buddha, Bodhisattva and ancient Buddha, and then penetrates three blood holes in the lower body.

One is on the arm and two are on the thighs, and blood is rushing, but it will not hurt your life. Undoubtedly, Xiao Cheng kept his hand.

The sword light was hidden, and with a "clang", a bloody hole appeared on the arm. He could no longer hold the fiery red sword and let it fall to the ground. His legs lost their support and sat down to the ground, describing the extremely miserable.

He looked at the Dragon Elephant General not far away in disbelief. His brain was still in a blank stage. He couldn't believe that he was defeated like this. The three most powerful sword styles were broken. In the last fight, he could not stop Xiao Cheng's explosion at all. Why did he feel as unreal as a dream? He refused to admit that this was the fact.

The eyes of the audience were like a sharp sword, which drenched his blood. The Taoist heart under Rong was damaged, which would inevitably affect the subsequent practice.

On this side, the dragon and elephant warrior was suspended half a foot from the ground, and dozens of sword marks on his body slowly healed. The blood flowed out was attracted and flew back to the wound automatically.

His self-healing ability is better than that of the Ten Thousand Buddhas' fighting body.

The sword energy had long disappeared. Xiao Cheng landed on the ground, shook his hand and pulled out a large piece of sword flowers. The light and shadow flashed, and the Dragon Teeth Sword disappeared. He clasped his fists to the stubborn face and whispered with a soft voice: "Take aside."
Chapter completed!