At the top of the Golden Pavilion Temple, Qin Yinuo stood among the crowd. Although her hands and feet were not bound, there were a bunch of scary people standing around her, making her dare not act rashly.
Looking at the foot of the mountain, Zhou Ziheng and Xia Yutong were walking up together, she felt very upset.
If she hadn't been caught, perhaps the Northern King's Sword would not have come to the Golden Pavilion Temple to compete with the Shadow Sect and the Divine Palace among the three upper sects of Yingzhou.
Among the crowd, she saw many terrifying and familiar figures.
There are eight shadows of the shadow sect.
The leader of the Shadow Sect, Miyamoto Zhige.
The Shadow Sect's strength is already strong enough, not to mention the many famous and powerful men in the Shrine.
A young man with gold eyes and a young man with silver eyes. Both of them were shrouded in black robes and had sinister auras. They should be the two drinking boys from the shrine.
The wine swallowing boy is a theocratic profession. Of course, he is not responsible for drinking, but for offering sacrifices to the plateau goddess. He is proficient in the method of sacrifice.
She had seen photos of the other two.
They are the deputy palace master of the shrine, Murakami Itken, and the palace master Kamada Daichi.
This group of people is definitely planning to fight.
Even if the Northern King's Sword has three heads and six arms, this battle will be a disaster!
Even if Qin Fan comes, he may never come back.
It's a pity that Qin Fan will never appear again.
As for her, she is probably in danger. She has a special status. Once she is prosecuted, she will never be able to return to the motherland.
Perhaps, he wouldn't be able to go through the process of prosecution, and he would be crushed to death directly after this battle.
"Donor Zhou, you've finally arrived, how wonderful it is!"
At this time, Miyamoto Zhige, who was wearing a black cassock, took a step forward, clasped his hands together, looked kindly, and took the initiative to say hello to Yamashita.
The eyes of the two powerful men immediately met each other.
The spiritual consciousness of both sides surged out one after another, colliding with each other halfway up the mountain, and then violently exploded, forming a terrifying spiritual power that swept hundreds of meters in radius.
boom!
Suddenly, the divine consciousness of the Northern King's sword turned into a domineering sword light, cutting through Miyamoto Zhige's divine consciousness, and struck directly in front of Miyamoto Zhige.
Miyamoto Zhige took half a step back, waved his big hand, and knocked down his cassock, extinguishing the sword light transformed by his divine consciousness.
He originally had a compassionate face, but now there was a hint of caution in his eyes: "As expected of a king's sword, he is still as domineering as before."
Zhou Ziheng withdrew his consciousness and said in a steady and steady voice: "Let go of that little girl, I, Zhou Ziheng, will stay with you until the end!"
Miyamoto Zhige clasped his hands together and said, "If the Zhou benefactor can defeat our two Yingzhou sects, the female benefactor today can come and go freely, and our Shadow Sect will not be in trouble."
"In the past seventy years, I have come to the Golden Pavilion Temple, striving for the integration of Buddhism and ninjutsu. After seventy years of hard work, I have cultivated the eight shadows, which correspond to the eight heavenly dragons of Buddhism!
"Twenty years ago, the Eight Heavenly Dragons had not yet taken shape. Today, I ask Master Zhou to use the royal sword to help me test the strength of the Eight Shadows."
After saying that, Miyamoto Zhige waved his hand to the eight middle-aged men in black around him: "You go and advise Donor Zhou to put down the butcher knife!"
"Hi!"
The eight men in black are the eight shadows of the Shadow Sect.
The strength of the eight people, they are all cultivators, their cultivation in the late stage of foundation building, the lineup is terrifying and abnormal, and they are best at ninjutsu.
Ninjutsu and Buddhism have been integrated to form a new system of ninjutsu.
The strength of eight people is far higher than that of thirty-six white ghosts.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
Upon hearing this, the eight shadows surged out with black energy, immediately transformed into various forms, and rushed down to disperse.
One person turned into a black dragon!
One person turns into a deep-sea Yaksha!
One person turned into a giant bird of darkness!
One person turned into an evil god holding up the sky.
One person turned into a black python!
One person turns into a dark man!
One person transforms into the Dark Goddess!
Each visionary statue is extremely huge, ranging from fifty meters in size to hundreds of meters in size. They are fierce and powerful, like gods who have fallen into darkness!
Endless darkness swallowed up the world in an instant, turning day and night upside down, covering Zhou Ziheng and Xia Yutong!
The eight dark gods descended from the sky and instantly surrounded Zhou Ziheng. They were high up in the air, occupying a thousand-meter radius, like gods overlooking ants.
Seeing the Eight-Step Shadow being so outrageous, Qin Yinuo held his breath for a moment!
These methods were completely beyond her understanding as a warrior in the late stage of internal strength.
"Master, be careful!"
Zhou Yutong immediately used the flying sword.
call out!
The flying sword turned into a streak of ice and stabbed a dark dragon!
Roar!
The Shadow Dragon roared, and with a swing of its big claw, it struck the sky, instantly shattering Xia Yutong's flying sword!
Xia Yutong's beauty turned pale and she was speechless.
After all, she is also an existence in the late stage of foundation building. She is ranked as a first-level sword wielder in the Martial God Temple. She is one of the few proud women in the Xia Kingdom.
At the age of twenty-three, she was able to achieve such an achievement, and the entire land of Xia Country could not be exceeded by one hand.
However, facing the eight shadows, her flying sword was actually completely destructive!
On the top of the mountain, Miyamoto Zhige showed a kind smile: "Donor Zhou, it took my Shadow Sect seventy years to cultivate the eight shadows. Even when I was sparring with them, I gradually became unable to do what I wanted. In recent years, I have begun to lose control.
It’s time to get the upper hand.”
"I wonder what Donor Zhou thinks?"
Zhou Ziheng said calmly and calmly: "The eight shadows have the same true essence and are integrated into one, attacking and defending. Their strength has reached at least the peak of foundation building, and their strength far exceeds the half-step god realm of martial arts."
"Without innate cultivation and divine realm, you can never be defeated!"
"If you want to defeat me, the King's Sword still has some distance to go."
Miyamoto Zhige sighed lightly, saying no nonsense, and waved his hand, giving the order to attack.
The eight shadows received the order, and the eight dark dragons they sacrificed instantly roared and hissed.
Some wave their dark wings, forming a terrifying sword storm!
Some control lightning and trigger lightning attacks.
Some hold the void in their hands and draw sharp blades.
The moment when the Eight Dark Heavenly Dragons took action together, it was like a group of demons dancing wildly, and the world was turned upside down. The scene was extremely terrifying.
"Here comes the knife!"
Zhou Ziheng stretched out his hand, and a sword like ice and snow shot out across the sky.
That sword was extremely cold, and its blade was so sharp that it cut through the sky, making Miyamoto Zhige, Kamada Daichi and other Yingzhou's most powerful men couldn't help but narrow their eyes!
This knife is no longer the same as the knife they saw twenty years ago!
Now he has become even more domineering, his sword can defeat thousands of armies, and he is unstoppable. He actually possesses the power of the Emperor of Heaven, like a royal sword.
Without taking action, the sword already possesses the general trend of heaven and earth. This is the realm of gods!
"Swing the knife!"
Zhou Ziheng shouted loudly.
With the sound of a knife that shook the world, Zhou Ziheng took action. The knife that fished for the moon from the bottom of the water rose across the sky. The terrifying light of the knife rose into the sky like a giant wave and splashed thousands of meters into the sky.
The dark sky was torn to pieces in an instant!
The terrifying sword light exploded instantly like a waterfall, like a huge wave flooding the sky. The dark eight-step dragon created by the eight shadows was instantly flattened and wiped out.
Several screams were heard in the mountains and fields, and then there was no movement.
Looking at them, it turned out that they were the eight shadows. Their bodies were bloody and unrecognizable, as if they had been washed away by huge waves. Their flesh and blood had disappeared, leaving only bloody bones.
Eight shadows, wiped out with one blow!
Powerful is not enough to describe this sword.
On the top of the mountain, there was deathly silence.
No one will change their color for it.
Miyamoto Zhige's body was trembling. Because of his anger, his facial features were distorted. He no longer looked like a monk and his face was hateful.
He stared at Zhou Ziheng: "How can a casual knife have such power?!"