"It's a good magic weapon. It can actually block a blow from my Yuan-popping Scythe. But don't be complacent. It's just a blow. Next, I'll let you see the true strength of Yuan-Bao Sickle." Ao Xing
Tian felt disgraced. After all, the Po Yuan Scythe, known as the most precious treasure in the Shura world, was unable to attack the Po Tian Broom. This made people somewhat disappointed and despondent.
Even so, Ao Xingtian is still full of confidence in the Po Yuan Sickle. After all, the Po Yuan Sickle has been sealed, and the attack power displayed at the moment is less than one percent of what it was before the seal. Ao Xingtian has absolute confidence in his strength.
Once the seal of the Po Yuan Scythe is lifted, it will be enough to instantly kill the sweeping monk and others.
But he must face the fact before him, that is, how to subdue the sweeping monk with the Po Yuan Scythe. This is the problem he must face now.
"Again!" After a while of reflection, Ao Xingtian once again attacked the sweeping monk like lightning. Compared with the initial attack power, Ao Xingtian holding the Po Yuan Sickle was like a god of death, extremely powerful.
The attack was so extreme that the sweeping monk was completely unable to parry it.
Kong Jue and Kong Hui were originally full of confidence in the Sweeping Divine Monk, especially when the Sweeping Divine Monk blocked the attack of Po Yuan Scythe with his Sky-Breaking Broom, but when they realized that Ao Xingtian's attack was getting more powerful,
The expressions on their faces gradually became serious, and there was always a vague feeling of something bad.
Finally, with a wave of the Po Yuan Sickle in Ao Xingtian's hand, before Po Tian's broom had time to resist, he directly split the Po Tian Broom into two pieces, and the Po Yuan Sickle continued unabated, slashing hard at the Sweeping God.
On the monk's shoulder, the sweeping monk vomited semen and blood and was in a miserable state.
"Pengpeng..."
"Puff..."
"Hmph, I thought you could be so powerful, but I didn't expect it to be anything more than that. As a sweeping god, you can only sweep the floors for the rest of your life, but I'm afraid you won't even have the chance to sweep the floors in the future. Go to hell." After a successful blow.
The master of Shura Hall, Ao Xingtian, was very excited. In his opinion, the sweeping monk must die.
When they saw this scene, both Kong Hui and Kong Jue were horrified, with disbelief in their pupils. Even so, their strength was limited and they couldn't change anything at all. They could only watch everything happen in front of them.
Indifferent.
Relatively speaking, Tianming and others were pleasantly surprised. Although after a brief shock, they were more excited at the moment because Ao Xingtian finally subdued the sweeping monk with his overwhelming strength. In other words, revenge
Hopefully, the sweeping monk can be killed.
"Palace Master, kill him and avenge Lao Shi!" His eyes were filled with fierceness. When he saw this scene, the most excited person was Luan Feng, the ninth elder of Shura Palace. If possible, he wanted to come up and finish the sweeping in person.
The life of the holy monk.
"careful!"
However, just as Luan Feng finished speaking, Ao Xingtian, the master of the Shura Hall, seemed to have noticed something and subconsciously exclaimed. He felt that danger was approaching.
However, Ao Xingtian's reminder was still a step too slow. Before Luan Feng, who was full of blood, had time to react, a bloody golden silkworm the size of a fist pierced his chest, causing all the internal organs in his body to explode in an instant.
was destroyed, and his body was weathering and corroding at an incredible speed, shocking people's hearts.
It is hard to imagine that Luan Feng, the ninth elder of the Shura Hall, had an immortal body and was killed in an instant. Even until his death, he did not know how he died.
The sudden change was beyond everyone's expectation. No one expected Luan Feng to die so suddenly, but soon everyone realized that there were several powerful forces rushing towards him, and among them was the aura of the Witch Emperor Tianyan.
The bloody golden silkworm that instantly killed Luan Feng did not stop after it succeeded. Instead, it attacked Ao Xingtian, the master of Shura Hall, unscrupulously. The bloody light was brilliant and shocking.
Being able to instantly kill the ninth elder Luan Feng is enough to show how powerful this bloody golden silkworm is. From it, Ao Xingtian felt the threat of death and did not dare to underestimate it. He immediately gave up the slaughter of the sweeping monk and held the Yuan-breaking sickle.
, doing his best to resist the attack of the bloody golden silkworm.
Of course, this bloody golden silkworm is not an ordinary mortal object, but the totem of the southern Xinjiang shaman clan, the bloody golden silkworm Gu.
The blood-gold silkworm Gu's attack was extremely fierce, and in a short period of time it forced Ao Xingtian to do nothing, threatening him with death at any time.
"Ha ha……"
Soon, harsh laughter rang out. When he heard this laughter, the blood-gold silkworm Gu immediately gave up its attack on Ao Xingtian, swayed, turned into a bloody glow, and disappeared directly.
When the laughter gradually disappeared, only the Wu Emperor Tianyan of the South Xinjiang Wu Clan, the Great Elder Wu Tian, and the Tianjian Sect's miracle doctor Gu Jianchou, the Dan Sheng Long Yang, the Sword God Long Youtian, the Nanhai Immortal Yun Zhongtian, and the Sword Demon were all seen.
Feng Wuying, Gunslinger Ren Tianqi and other masters all came here, apparently to aid Putuo Temple.
Originally, I was still worried that Putuo Temple would not be able to escape this disaster, but when I realized that the Witch King Tianyan and other masters had come here, Kong Hui's tense mental arithmetic calmed down. The arrival of this power was destined to
Let Putuo Temple escape this disaster.
Kong Hui noticed that Qin Lang, the leader of the Tianjian Sect, was not here, but the Witch Emperor Tianyan was also quite powerful. With him, Ao Xingtian would not be able to make waves no matter how powerful he was, not to mention the one who instantly killed the ninth elder of Shura Hall just now.
Kong Hui also saw how powerful the blood-gold silkworm Gu was.
"Witch Emperor Tianyan, it's you!" Narrowing his eyes, Ao Xingtian held the Po Yuan Scythe, staring at Tianyan with fierce eyes.
Ao Xingtian had fought against him and knew how powerful Tian Yan was. Not only that, Ao Xingtian also saw the blood-gold silkworm Gu that instantly killed Luan Feng just now. He could see that Tian Yan had a strong helper.
"I haven't seen you for four years. You're welcome!" Standing with his hands behind his back, Tian Yan looked at Ao Xingtian with such arrogance, exuding endless domineering aura of a king.
"Hmph, what was the Gu insect you cast just now? It's so violent!" With lingering fear in his heart, Ao Xingtian asked straight to the point.
"I forgot to introduce it. That was the blood-gold silkworm Gu, the totem of our southern Xinjiang witch clan. It was originally sealed by the Immortal of the Immortal Realm, but in order to deal with you, I reawakened it. How about it?
, are you satisfied with its attack power?" As he spoke, Witch Emperor Tianyan held the Blood-Gold Silkworm Gu in his hand provocatively, and looked at Ao Xingtian provocatively, fearlessly.
"Hmph, you will pay the price for those who dare to kill my Shura Palace, kill!" Ao Xingtian's face was ugly. After all, he had lost a general under his command. Even so, he was not afraid, and he hesitated again and again.
After receiving the order to kill, he would not stop until he killed two masters.
The remaining elders of Tianming, Shadow, and Wujue witnessed the tragic death of the ninth elder Luan Feng in front of their eyes without any help. Their hearts were filled with strong murderous intent. Now that they have received orders from Ao Xingtian, how could they dare? After hesitating, he immediately attacked Ao Xingtian and others like a bird of prey released from a cage, with murderous intent.
When the two masters Kong Hui and Kong Jue saw this, they no longer hesitated, jumped up, and killed them with beads in hand. After all, these people were fighting for Putuo Temple, and they could not just watch everything happen.
Relatively speaking, the sweeping monk who was struck by Po Yuan Sickle looked very embarrassed, and his whole body was trembling, as if evil energy had invaded his body.
However, when he noticed the battle in front of him, he gritted his teeth, hesitated again and again, and still held back his breath and attacked Tianming and others.
The three-day separation was a surprise. In the past four years, the strength of Shura Hall Master Ao Xingtian and Wuhuang Tianyan had significantly improved. One got the Shura Realm's most precious treasure, the Yuan-breaking Scythe, and the other One is to lift the seal of the blood-gold silkworm Gu, allowing it to be reborn.
The strength of the blood-gold silkworm Gu has been perfectly demonstrated. After all, the instant kill of the ninth elder Luan Feng just now is enough to explain everything.
Ao Xingtian originally thought that the strength of eight people would be enough to pose a threat to Putuo Temple, but he underestimated Tian Yan's strength, and even more underestimated the endurance of the sweeping monks. Their attacks were as sharp as swords, and they were always threatening the elders of Shura Temple. threaten.
We dare not repeat the same mistake. After all, the two elders Luan Feng and Xie Yang died one after another. If there are more elders who die, Shura Hall's ambition of hegemony may not be realized.
Thinking of this, Ao Xingtian gritted his teeth unwillingly and said: "Withdraw!"
The strength of both sides was evenly matched, so when faced with the retreating Shura Palace masters, Wuhuang Tianyan and others did not pursue them. It was good to be able to save Putuo Temple, not to mention that they had to rush to Tianlong Peak immediately to avoid retreating Ao Xing. Tian and others took the opportunity to destroy Tianjian Sect, after all the elders of Tianjian Sect came here.
"Senior, how are you?" When Ao Xingtian led the remaining eight elders of the Shura Hall to leave, the sweeping monk immediately collapsed. His face was pale, his lips were black, and his orifices were bleeding. He looked very embarrassed.
Seeing this, the miracle doctor Gui Jianchou glanced at the sweeping monk and immediately said loudly: "You all step aside and let me take a look."
After carefully checking the strength of the sweeping monk, the divine doctor Gui Jianchou said with a serious expression on his face: "It's not good. There is an evil spirit in his body, which is very sinister. It is running around inside, and I can't suppress it."
"What? Ghost is worried. You are called a miracle doctor. Isn't there nothing you can do?" Kong Hui looked stunned and said in great disappointment.
For him and the entire Putuo Temple, the existence of the sweeping monk meant too much, and he did not want to see the demise of the sweeping monk.
"It's not his fault. The Yuan-breaking sickle in Ao Xingtian's hand is an eternal weapon. I realized something was wrong when I was hit by it. In addition, I fought with the elders of Shura Hall just now, which caused the evil spirit to blend in. In my blood...puff..." Before the Master Sweeping Monk could finish his words, he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was so pale that there was no trace of blood. It was obvious that the Master Sweeping Monk was in a very bad condition.
"If Qin Lang were here, maybe he could still be saved, but he..." After a deep look at the sweeping monk, the miracle doctor Gui Jianchou said with emotion, it is a pity.
"Qin Lang? Where is he now?" Kong Jue's eyes lit up and he asked excitedly, full of expectation.