typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 96 Heart Sword Form

There was no movement, no movement...

The extremely powerful swordless stance was used without any movement!

Jun Tuliming's bones were shattered, and his bones were shattered. Even his brain and his internal organs were bombarded into meat sauce. He could not die anymore! But there was no scar on his body surface, and there was still a look of stunning and relieved on his face!

Then there was a dull sound like a twilight drum and morning bell from the ground, and the entire Longshou Mountain was trembling violently due to the power of the swordless style! All the troops and horses on the ground were tilted up and over, and all of them were standing unsteadily due to the earthquake-like tremor!

At the same time, on Tianjue Mountain tens of thousands of miles away, Old Man Zhou was fighting crickets. Suddenly, he saw a small rockery in the house trembling slightly, and a tiny crack broke out on the mountain. Old Man Zhou frowned and murmured to himself: "The boys of Beitian Sword Sect are really troublesome. They can't even protect one sect. Forget it, I will clean up the mess when they finish fighting." After that, he continued to fight crickets.

Several great masters were shocked by the power of the swordless stance, and they were afraid to approach the Beitian Sword Saint. Beitian Sword Saint slowly stood up, covered in blood, and his right arm was already holding it, but he was still majestic, making people involuntarily feel awe!

The Northern Sword Saint looked at the King of Vajra Yasha and said, "Only King Tuliming of Jun is no match for my senior brother and Junior Zong Gong! King of Vajra Yasha, if you kill my senior brother, you will definitely have a share! Come and take your life!" After that, he jumped up and rushed towards King of Vajra Yasha!

The Tiangang Heavy Sword seemed to hear the summon, and escaped from the North Heaven Sword Saint's broken hand. It flew straight towards the North Heaven Sword Saint. Suddenly, a big hand came from beside it and grabbed the Tiangang Heavy Sword. It was the Shanju Buddha's hand of King Dawei Deming!

The Tiangang heavy sword was caught by the Buddha's hand of the Shanju Buddha, and it could not conflict anyway. It couldn't help but make a painful cry. The Beitian Sword Saint heard the Tiangang heavy sword's cry, and he was very heartbroken. He turned around and wanted to save the Tiangang heavy sword, and he swung his right arm of the Ming King of Three Worlds. Five Tianjue black ropes wrapped around the Beitian Sword Saint like lightning! The Beitian Sword Saint was seriously injured and was unable to move. He could not dodge and was instantly tied up by the Tianjue rope!

"die!"

"Go to die!"

"Die!"

"Kill the Beitian Sword Saint!"

King of Vajra Yasha, King of Great Power, King of Unmoved, King of Ming, King of Ming, King of Ming, King of Sword, King of Feng, and Lord of Chen, all endured their own injuries. They all flew to the North Heaven Sword Saint. Attack the North Heaven Sword Saint with a lifeless attack!

The three-pointed silver fork, the sword of the sword master. The sword stabbed the chest and abdomen of the Beitian Sword Saint, the Vajra Art of the Unmoved, the Buddha's hand in the Mountain, the Strike Blade, and the Dust Destroy Demonic Art all hit the body of the Beitian Sword Saint! The burly and majestic body of the Beitian Sword Saint stood still and stood as majestic as the Beitian Sword Sect and would never fall down!

"Xi Feng..." The black sky ghost in the distance looked at Chaotianping from afar, stood in his chest, clasped his arms tightly with his hands, his face was very sad, his teeth were clenched, and almost biting blood! He wanted to save Yao Xifeng, but he couldn't! He couldn't do that!

The Black Sky Ghost is a special matter of the Holy Alliance. According to the regulations of the Holy Alliance, you must never interfere in the struggle of force, otherwise you will be executed by the Holy Alliance. Is the Black Sky Ghost afraid of death? He is not afraid! What he is afraid of is that after he dies, his tribe will not be protected by anyone! As long as he lives for one day, as long as he serves for the Holy Alliance for one day, the Holy Alliance will have a large amount of supplies to his tribe and will be responsible for protecting his tribe. However, if he dies in violation of regulations, his tribe will no longer receive any resources, nor will he be protected by the Holy Alliance. For the tribe and for thousands of people, the Black Sky Ghost cannot take action! He can only watch Yao Xifeng die! Even if his heart is cut, he can only grit his teeth and endure it!

"Uncle Sword Saint!"

"Sword Saint Master!"

"Sword Saint Master!"

Countless disciples of the Beitian Sword Sect were heartbroken when they saw this scene and cried out loud! This is the Beitian Sword Saint! They are the elders they respect the most! It is their faith! It is the monument that will never fall in their minds!

But now, this monument is about to collapse...

Countless disciples of the Beitian Sword Sect rushed towards the Beitian Sword Saint regardless of the enemies behind them! They are indeed weak, and they are barely vulnerable to the king-level masters, but they also have their own beliefs! Even if they die, they will never be erased! Even if they die, they will stand side by side with the Beitian Sword Saint!

Countless disciples of the Beitian Sword Sect cried and rushed towards the Beitian Sword Saint, attacking several great masters regardless of their lives!

The Beitian Sword Saint choked a mouthful of blood, and the vitality passed by little by little, his eyes were blurred, and in a hazy way, his master's instructions to him before his death sounded in his ears: "Xi Feng, you are extremely talented, my Beitian Sword Sect and the Beitian Divine Sword... In the future, I will rely on you to protect it... You must remember that the sword is there, and the sword is destroyed and the person is destroyed!"

"The sword is there, and the sword is destroyed and the person is destroyed..." The Beitian Sword Saint tried desperately to open his eyes, and he wanted to protect the Beitian Sword Sect! Suddenly, the Beitian Sword Saint heard a very familiar shout: "Grandpa! Grandpa!" His voice was filled with shock and grief!

"A Xiang!" The Beitian Sword Saint's eyes suddenly opened. He could not die yet, and he still had something to protect!

Seeing that the disciples of the Beitian Sword Sect arrived, Feng Jun shouted angrily: "It's a life-loss thing!" He turned around and wanted to attack the disciples of the Beitian Sword Sect. Suddenly, his wrists tightened and he was grabbed tightly. Feng Jun struggled hard, but he couldn't break free, and was shocked!

The Beitian Sword Saint grabbed Feng Jun's wrist guard tightly and said sternly: "You are the ones who don't want to die!" After saying that, he opened his left arm and a sudden bear hug will surrender to the Ming King of the Three Worlds, the Ming King of the Vajra Yasha, the Ming King of the Unmoved, the Ming King of the Great Wild, the Ming King of the Sword King, the Feng Jun, and the Chen Jun all hugged! No one fell to the bottom!

The Beitian Sword Saint is extremely burly, almost twice as tall as an ordinary person! He is long and has great strength. The seven masters of the Great Lord have struggled hard and can't break free! They are all in their hearts. They don't know what the Beitian Sword Saint is going to do, but the fight of trapped beasts is the most terrifying. No one knows what the dying Beitian Sword Saint will launch!

"Die me!" Beitian Sword Saint roared angrily and suddenly used the fifth style of the eight-style Tiangang style - the Heart Sword Style!

My heart is a sword, and my heart is punished with my heart!

In an instant, all the seven masters of the Great Lord level were about to break their hearts, as if there were billions of flying swords piercing their hearts! All the seven masters of the Great Lord level were spitting blood, and their lives were in an instant!

Suddenly, a figure fell from the sky, grabbed Beitian Sword Saint's arm and twisted it, spread the Beitian Sword Saint's arm apart, and then kicked it in Beitian Sword Saint's chest. Beitian Sword Saint's chest hurt severely, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and flew backwards, like a meteorite, hitting heavily on the Beitian Divine Sword!

When countless monks saw the arrival, they were extremely excited. They knelt down and shouted piously: "Living Buddha, Living Buddha!"

The person who came was the lord of the Buddha's kingdom - the lord of the living Buddha! (To be continued...)


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next