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Chapter 222 fierce battle

"Sacred Heart Jue? Nahai Sacred Heart Curse!!!"

Xu Fu raised his head and forced a smile on his face: "If you can beat me this time, then Xu Fu will admit defeat."

The heaven and earth were covered in golden brilliance, and everything around them lost their original color and turned into gold.

The terrifying power moved towards Xu Fu.

The Nahai Sacred Heart Mantra kept beating and directly collided with the golden dragon of the Eight Pagodas.

A moment of effort!

The golden dragon slowly dissipated, and a golden brilliance entered Xu Fu's body.

His face immediately became excited.

Because of the help of this qi, not only did he not feel uncomfortable, but he became more energetic!

"What!?"

"My pagoda energy was actually swallowed up. Is that another trick from the Sacred Heart Art?"

"It's really weird."

Looking at this scene, the sweeping monk continued to attack, and the shadow of the Thousand-Armed Buddha appeared behind him.

Golden light immediately surrounded the sweeping monk.

At this moment, Xu Fu and Sweeper Monk are both masters at the peak of Grand Master, and the battle is also very fierce.

At this moment, Xu Fu also took action suddenly.

The whole person's aura instantly increased, and a long ice sword immediately turned into a giant ice dragon, killing him.

call out!!!

The void is torn apart!

He arrived directly in front of the sweeping monk.

Immediately, the sweeping monk immediately mobilized the Thousand-Armed Buddha and attacked Xu Fu.

Thousands of golden lights before my eyes turned into golden raindrops, boundless and covering the sky and the sun.

Uh-huh!!!

Boo hoo hoo!!!!

Golden light and electricity pierced the sky and arrived in an instant!

Directly clicked on the huge ice dragon!

Bang bang bang!

At this moment, the giant ice dragon burst out with terrifying ice energy, turning twenty thousand golden brilliance into pieces.

Disappear into the void.

Xu Fu, at this moment, showed the fighting power that a pinnacle grandmaster should have, and his momentum was astonishing.

Groan!!!

The roar of the dragon kept coming, and the earth trembled.

A strong strong wind came from the entire battlefield.

The giant ice dragon arrived in an instant, carrying a strong aura of destruction, and killed the sweeping monk directly with a terrifying power.

Xu Fu was still pinching the seal in his hand, and countless ice spikes appeared in the sky, which turned out to be a killer move.

The murderous aura is as real as in the air.

This is to kill the sweeping monk with one move!

Faced with this situation, the sweeping monk's eyes that had been closed suddenly opened.

"Thousand-Armed Buddha? Angry Buddha!!!"

Facing Xu Fu's series of killing moves, the sweeping monk was not afraid at all, and directly concentrated on the Buddhist path to meet them.

The sweeping monk's counterattack fell into Xu Fu's eyes, with a strong irony on his face.

"Shaolin sweeping monk, after today, there will be no such person in Kyushu."

As soon as the words fell, the two moves immediately collided.

The golden brilliance is loud and devastating!

The ice dragon shattered into pieces.

Countless ice spikes shot at the golden Buddha again.

Bang bang bang!!!

The golden Buddha gradually disappeared from the spot.

The ice spike rushed towards the sweeping monk unabated.

Just then!

The sweeping monk raised his right hand and disappeared from the spot like lightning.

"Powerful Vajra Finger!!!"

His fingers turned into golden light and he rushed towards Xu Fu with lightning speed.

The speed is so fast that even the ice spike can't keep up.

Uh-huh!!!

Next second!

The sweeping monk appeared in front of Xu Fu!

This scene shocked everyone present.

Zhang Sanfeng looked surprised and said: "As expected of a master."

"This attack is indeed powerful, full of killing intent."

Ying Le on the other side frowned.

"A monk can have such a strong murderous intention. Aren't monks all compassionate?"

"This guy can't be a fake monk, right?"

Seeing such a terrifying killing move, a ball of thunder immediately appeared in Xu Fu's palm.

"The Emperor's Crazy Thunder."

In an instant, the ice spikes all over the sky turned into beating thunderballs.

Suddenly, the entire space was filled with beating lightning.

It's like a thunder field.

However, the sweeping monk is like lightning, not afraid of thunder, and passes directly through it!

At this moment, a huge ball of thunder appeared in Xu Fu's palm and hit the sweeping monk directly!

Throughout the entire thunder field, the sweeping monk walked quickly, with golden brilliance appearing all over his body, resisting the beating tears!

Hey, hey, hey...

Uh-huh!!!

The golden finger collided directly with the thunder ball.

boom!!!

A huge roaring sound came!

Golden brilliance intertwined with thunder, and the entire space was turbid!

Rumble!!!

"How is it? How is the master?"

The leader of the Huashan Sect above the city looked at this scene in shock.

The abbot of Shaolin Temple snorted coldly!

"snort!"

"Master Sweeper Monk must be fine. He will definitely be able to defeat that guy."

Zhang Wuji narrowed his eyes slightly and clenched his fists. His strength at this moment was also at the level of a grand master, but he was not completely sure that he could defeat one of the two.

Just then!

A roaring sound came from the void.

The two of them flew out of the thunder field at the same time!

boom!!!

It hit the ground hard!

The sweeper's chest was stained red with blood, and Xu Fu was also in a very embarrassed state, with a blood hole actually appearing on the right side of his chest.

Everyone's eyes widened.

incredible!

The two of them actually suffered a loss.

But the next second, Xu Fu's wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

Although the wound has healed, his energy has been greatly depleted.

The sweeping monk was even more miserable. Blood was flowing out from his chest, and patches of it were charred black.

At first glance, it looked like he had been injured by thunder.

Everyone's hearts were filled with turbulent waves that were difficult to calm down.

"This...how is this possible?"

"Master him?"

The strong men on the city all sighed!

"hateful!"

The sweeping monk looked at Ying Le who was recovering from his injuries, and said softly: "I didn't expect that the Holy Heart Art can also restore injuries."

"Or is it that the phoenix blood in your body has worked?"

Xu Fu took a deep breath and said, "Have both."

"Suffer death!"

"Kill you, and we can capture the Ming Dynasty's first city."

Hearing Xu Fu's crazy words, a strange smile appeared on the sweeping monk's face.

"If you can do it, just give it a try!"

Xu Fu immediately raised his remaining energy and began to press the seals.

This scene fell into Ying Le's eyes.

"Xu Fu is about to use his trump card. If this move fails again, he may really be defeated."

Dugu Qiubai, Jue Wushen and others also had solemn eyes.

Suddenly, the world in front of the sweeping monk changed.

An ancient temple appeared in front of him!

The ancient bell keeps coming.

"This is...Shaolin Temple..."

"The Shaolin Temple one hundred and fifty years ago!?"

A familiar yet unfamiliar scene, as he walked in, he saw a handsome young man wearing monk's robes, who was practicing martial arts.

The sweeping monk was completely shocked. He was sure that this was himself when he was a child.

Why?

Will I see these scenes? Is it because of Xu Fu’s tricks?

The sound of wooden fish and chanting continued to be heard.

These are the daily routines of the Shaolin Temple, and they are also things that the sweeping monk has persisted in for more than a hundred years. It is particularly kind to hear it today.

However, everyone in the battlefield did not know what happened. They only saw the sweeping monk suddenly staying where he was, sometimes happy, sometimes sad.

Only Zhang Sanfeng, Ying Le and a few others could detect that the sweeping monk had fallen into Xu Fu's illusion by using their strong mental power.

Illusion is an extremely rare existence among martial arts, and it is also recognized as the most difficult trick in Kyushu.

"This should be Xu Fu's phantom of heaven."

Ying Le's faint voice came.

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