Chapter 813 Are you finally willing to take action?
"Hahaha... the three of you are indeed the pinnacles of the three sects. In the face of death, you still have such courage. This emperor really admires you!"
"If you weren't an opponent, I would definitely invite you all to sit down and have a drink together to discuss Taoism!"
"But now, speaking so loudly is not enough... Let me see what these three people can do!"
Zhao Mingyuan laughed wildly, and the loud sound echoed in the canyon.
Following the sound, Zhao Mingyuan and Zong Lu rose into the air at the same time, their eyes locked on Zen Master Shanfa.
On the other hand, Feng Heyu and Ning Yuanqi looked at each other, their eyes locked on Xiao Muzi and Shen Miaoyin respectively. The demonic energy surged in their bodies, setting off fierce winds, and the sharp increase in strength made everyone present even more shocked. .
I can’t believe that the two of them didn’t try their best before?
But before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, the monks from the Zhao Dynasty and the Demon Shadow Palace, who were still capable of fighting, led by Sun Wenzhu and Zhao Jingfeng, once again pressed on Su Twelve and others from three different directions.
"What can I do? Then it will be as you wish!"
The moment she finished speaking, Shen Miaoyin urged another powerful move.
In the mist, the Lihuo Xuanbing Sword was hovering in the air, and the movement of the sword caused a rain of swords all over the sky. Thousands of sword energy circled in the sky, like rain, heading straight towards the Great Zhao Dynasty and the monks of the Demonic Shadow Palace.
The leaders, Sun Wenzhu and Zhao Jingfeng, realized something was wrong and their expressions changed in shock.
"This Shen Miaoyin is so powerful?!"
They were both strong men in the Golden Core stage, but there was only a small level difference between them, but the strength displayed by the other party made them feel powerless and just felt out of reach.
"Hmph! What a Shen Miaoyin, you really surprise me time and time again, but... do you really think that I don't exist?"
Before Shen Miaoyin's attack could fall on the two sect monks, Ning Yuan snorted coldly, quickly formed seals with his hands, and the fluctuating demonic energy suddenly transformed thousands of little demons.
Those little devils have no
He had little intelligence, but under the control of Ning Yuanqi, he followed the wind and rushed to the sword energy falling from the sky in the blink of an eye.
The sword energy and the little devil kept colliding and dissipating. The boundless energy fluctuations made everyone stunned.
The battle between masters is not only due to higher cultivation level, but also the control of true energy and the control of swordsmanship, all of which are meticulous and reach the extreme.
Seeing that Shen Miaoyin's attack was blocked, Xiao Muzi and Zen Master Shanfa could not bear to be shocked by Ning Yuanqi's strength.
Dangzhi secretly transported the true essence and Buddha essence, and planned to help!
The two of them were about to take action when Feng Heyu, who had not moved, as well as Zhao Mingyuan and Zong Lu, took action at the same time.
Feng Heyu's body swayed, turning into a black cloud of billowing demonic energy, shrouding Xiao Muzi. Under the black cloud, countless little devils were subdued, and Xiao Muzi, who was in the mad attack, directly cut off the connection between Xiao Muzi and the long sword in the sky. connect.
The energy in the mist fluctuated continuously. Without the power of the magic weapon, Xiao Muzi's combat power was greatly reduced, and he was almost beaten by Feng Heyu.
Zhao Mingyuan and Zong Lu joined forces to target Zen Master Shanfa at the same time. In the blink of an eye, the three of them had exchanged hundreds of moves.
Although they used secret techniques to temporarily suppress their injuries and regain their full strength, Zhao Mingyuan and Zong Lu were also strong men.
With one against two, Zen Master Shanfa has no upper hand at all.
"Now we are in trouble! Where did the Liujia Sword Sect...the Demon Shadow Palace find these two helpers? If these two people were not too strong and had no formation to rely on, no matter how many monks there were in the two sects, how could they Gain the upper hand!"
Looking at the fierce battle in the sky, Master Tianhong said in a deep voice.
Deliberate
He came to help, but he was seriously injured by a sneak attack earlier. In addition, he suppressed the injury and fought with Na Zonglu.
Now, he is already at the end of his strength and has no strength to fight anymore.
Zen Master Shanfa has a secret method that can temporarily restore his full strength, but he does not have such means!
As soon as Master Tianhong finished speaking, dozens of figures rushed forward and surrounded everyone.
"It doesn't matter! A dead person... won't know whether it's troublesome or not."
"The Dragon Lord has already given you the opportunity. Since you fellow Taoists don't know how to cherish it, Sun Wenzhu has no choice but to send you on your way on behalf of the Dragon Lord!"
The leader, Sun Wenzhu, swiped the folding fan in his hand, and his true energy turned into an anaconda, opened its mouth and fangs, and headed straight for Master Tianhong, who was seriously injured.
Master Tianhong's pupils shrank, and he was determined to resist, but he was seriously injured and couldn't activate the true energy in his body at all.
The only thing he could do was to raise his sword to fight and watch the attack coming.
"Damn it...it's ridiculous that this old man has been cultivating the immortal world for many years, but he was dragged down by the common affairs of the execution hall. Otherwise, if he had more ways to save his life, he wouldn't have fallen like this."
Master Tianhong held the sword tightly in his hand, feeling secretly resentful in his heart. As soon as he thought about it, the sound of Master Shanzai's Buddha's call came to his ears.
"Amitabha! How good! How good! Fellow Taoist Sun, let the poor monk teach you your clever trick."
"Master Shanzai? Your opponent... is this elder!"
Before Master Shanzai's voice fell, a gentle voice sounded from the crowd.
Duanmu Liuying glared at Su Twelve fiercely, feeling unwilling to do so. She glanced at Sun Wenzhu from the corner of her eye and made no secret of her dissatisfaction with Sun Wenzhu's arrangement.
But she was dissatisfied, and the arrangement had been made. She immediately used the sword technique, urged the sword moves, and went straight to Master Shanzai.
Before Master Shanzai could make a move, he was dragged into the battle by Duanmu Liuying. As for the other monks, facing so many opponents, they were also locked in a tough battle.
The golden elixirs suspended in the air were flying wildly one by one, trying to avoid the attacks of the two sect monks. However, facing the powerful golden elixirs with divine consciousness, the golden elixirs with limited attack methods were no match at all.
The screams echoed in everyone's ears, disturbing people's minds.
Many monks scanned it, and what they could see were the golden elixirs, which had been wiped out of consciousness under the attacks of the two monks and put into storage bags.
Master Tianhong's eyes widened and his anger burned wildly.
These are my companions on this trip, and among them are two powerful people in the Golden Core stage of the Xingtang lineage.
But feeling the powerful offensive coming in front of him, what followed was deep despair.
"Could it be that... I am going to die here today? The Huanxing Sect will become the past history of Muyun Prefecture from now on?"
The hand holding the sword unconsciously exerts force.
Reluctance and despair enveloped Master Tianhong's heart.
A moment of life and death!
"Heaven, Earth, Man, and the Three Swords Return to the Sect!"
It was followed by a cold, emotionless voice.
Instantly!
The earth's Qi stirred, and countless sword Qi surged out from the ground, crushing the anaconda transformed by the spell into pieces in the blink of an eye.
"Hmph! Are you finally willing to take action?"
"However! This move alone is not enough to deal with this king!"
Sun Wenzhu snorted coldly, and glanced at Su Twelve's body, finally landing on the gold-type puppet next to him.
With one step forward, Sun Wenzhu's aura soared, and his strength was almost the same as Master Tianhong's heyday.