Seeing Hao Jian's murderous look, Wuxiang Monk felt a chill in his heart.
Compared with just now, Hao Jian at this time is almost a completely different person!
"Comrades, come with me to eliminate demons and protect the way! If you leave this beast today, it will definitely become a giant spot again in the future!" the immortal immortal shouted.
"Kill him!" Wudang Sect Tian Tong also rushed out from below again, with blood on the corners of his mouth, looking like he was crazy.
Suddenly, more than a dozen grand masters rushed towards Hao Jian from all directions, and sword energy, sword energy, fist shadows, and palm winds filled the world.
As the two strongest men, Wuxiang Monk and Immortal Immortal have the strength of great masters, and they show off their unique skills without reservation.
It was only at this moment that the masters of the eight sect alliance truly joined forces and worked together, just like facing Pang Ban.
""Ten Styles of Wuxiang"!"
""Infinite Sword Technique"!"
""Bodhicitta Skill"!"
The Immortal Immortal holds a whisk in his hand. Infused with strong Qi, he can be strong or soft.
With each flick and sweep, there is unparalleled power. Combined with the unpredictable footwork, the skillful and clumsy moves cannot be underestimated.
The intersection of countless energies caused the heaven and earth to change color and the strong wind howl.
The sky is filled with dark clouds, heavy rain pours down in the blink of an eye, arcs jump, and thunder rolls.
With two Grandmasters and a dozen or so Grandmaster-level experts, you can imagine the pressure of joining forces!
Even Pang Ban or Lang Fanyun will inevitably fall into a hard battle...
Hao Jian instantly felt a cage of true energy like a copper wall and an iron wall, sealing off all his escape routes.
The lights and shadows of swords and swords coming from around him intertwined with each other, like a violent storm.
Hao Jian's expression was cold, and he showed no signs of panic when faced with this situation. He held the eagle sword and pictures of "The God of War's Atlas" flashed through his mind, reflecting the attacks from all directions on the reflection of the lake in his heart.
At this moment, Hao Jian used "Hao Shenfa" to the extreme. His figure was walking through the rain like a ghost, and even left out afterimages, giving people a terrifying aura of one man forming an army.
The terrifying sword energy unfolded, and under the infusion of true energy, the violent surge formed swept around.
This is the most terrifying siege he has ever faced, two Grand Masters plus a dozen Grand Masters!
The moment the sword energy exploded, Hao Jian's figure appeared in front of Tian Tong of the Wudang Sect.
The moment their eyes met, Tian Tong, the third master of Wudang, became frightened!
"kill!"
Hao Jian let out a low roar and slashed out with the Eagle Sword without hesitation!
Although this Wudang master still has the strength to fight again, he was slashed by Hao Jian before, and his mental flaw is the most obvious.
It is better to cut off one of his fingers than to hurt ten of them!
"Immeasurable swordsmanship..." Tian Tong shouted violently, and while swaying a rain of swords, his figure quickly retreated...
"The pearl of a grain of rice also shines with brilliance, right? Tian Tong, remember, you man with a boat and a hat, don't follow the trend when doing things!" The moment Hao Jian's voice came, the sword energy and sword energy collided!
"Clang!" Tian Tong's whole body shook in the sound of gold and iron, and he felt an irresistible force coming from the sword back to him, and the shadow of the sword around him was broken in just an instant.
"Amitabha! How dare you!" Monk Wuxiang's eyes were about to burst, and he could no longer remain calm. He desperately used the "Ten Formless Styles" to rescue Tian Tong.
The whisks of the Immortal Immortal, the Buddha's palms in the Bodhi Garden, and the sword light from the ancient sword pool came from all directions.
"Want to seize the Eagle Sword? Let's first see if you have the courage to face life and death!" Hao Jian shouted coldly, gathering his skills on his back, resisting a whisk, his figure's speed increased by three points, the sword flashed, Tian Tong
The head flew up...
Hot blood burst out from his throat. Tian Tong's body used the inertia to take two steps forward, and then collapsed in the heavy rain...
"Evil!" Wuxiang Monk finally got really angry. He didn't expect Hao Jian to be so ruthless and not give Tian Tong any chance!
"Comrades, this beast is actually a demon from the world. No matter what happens tonight, no matter what the price, we must capture him!" the Immortal Immortal said angrily.
In the arena, every master is hard-won!
Especially Jianghu Baidao, which was in a depression after being killed by Pang Ban in the past, finally took a breath after twenty years of recuperation. Each faction has cultivated some strong men...
"He is just the first one!" Hao Jian looked around with a murderous look on his face and sneered, "Originally I was too lazy to pay attention to you people, but I didn't expect you to come to me... Then don't blame Hao for going on a killing spree tonight.
Got it!"
Since entering the world of "Rain and Cloud", Hao Jian has never killed anyone on a large scale. Even in the past on Dongting Lake, he showed mercy to Qian Hongqing...
But tonight, Hao Jian was truly murderous!
If he were placed in the world of "The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng", how could he endure it until now?
Wuxiang monk's face sank into the water, and he pushed out all the thoughts in his heart. He pushed out with one palm again, and all his true energy condensed into a golden Buddha palm, and slowly pushed out towards Hao Jian.
Hao Jian sneered, not entangled with Wuxiang Monk, and with a turn of his body, he appeared in front of Xie Feng, the "Edgeless Sword" of the Changbai Sect.
"It's your turn!"
The dark eagle sword bloomed with dazzling light again!
"Strike Huashan with all your strength!"
The sword energy without any fancy slashed towards Xie Feng with an aura that could not be resisted. Such a powerful life-threatening sword energy was like a greeting from Yama.
"Come back!" The Immortal Immortal was extremely frightened and furious. With the whisk in his hand filled with true energy, he blocked the Eagle Sword like a spear.
On the other side, the Xining sect's master, "Old Man" Sha Fangtian, one of the Three Elders of Xining, also tried his best to rescue Xie Feng.
At this moment, the eight Baidao factions unanimously put down Xie Qinglian, and the rift caused by Ma Junsheng's death united like never before.
Hao Jianying fought with Hao Jianying, dragging out afterimages to confuse everyone, and at the same time, the eagle knife slashed Xie Feng's throat...
On the Bai Dao side, another person has been harmed!
Seeing Xie Feng's death, the Immortal Immortal's face as rosy as a baby suddenly turned livid!
"Xie Feng!" the Immortal Immortal roared sadly.
"What are you shouting for? If you are in such a hurry to go to the reunion, Mr. Hao will give you a ride first!" Hao Jianjian's shadow made a strange twist in the air, and suddenly turned towards the Immortal Immortal.
This old guy looks decent, but is actually very sinister.
Others don't know, but Hao Jian knows that this old guy has an affair with "Destiny Sect" Shan Yuru, and he has an inexplicable relationship with "Destiny Sect"!
"Well done!" The Immortal Immortal's face was as pale as water. Knowing that this was the most critical moment in his life, he gathered all his energy and poured it into the whisk.
"If you want to kill Immortal, you must first get past me!" Another roar came from the leader of the "Xining Sect", Zhuang Jie, the leader of the "Three Elders", who has always had a sworn relationship with the Immortal Immortal.
"Are you rushing to die?" Hao Jian sneered, slashed through the rain curtain with his sword energy, and continued to attack the immortal immortal with seemingly slow but urgent speed.
"Block me!" the Immortal Immortal shouted at the critical moment of life and death. The fly whisk stretched out like a dragon, and together with Zhuang Jie beside him, he resisted Hao Jian.
The moment the eagle knife collided with the whisk, the roots of the whisk broke, and the sword was as powerful as breaking bamboo!
"No!" The Immortal Immortal looked terrified. He even smelled the breath of death and felt that the tip of the knife was getting closer and closer to his throat!
At this moment, the desire for survival in the heart of the Immortal Immortal amplified infinitely. When the handle of the whisk was turned upside down, his left hand suddenly grabbed the Xining Sect's Sha Fangtian!
"Immortal!" Zhuang Jie caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye and his whole body felt cold!
How could Sha Fangtian have thought that the Immortal Immortal would suddenly attack him, falling into the hands of the Immortal Immortal unpreparedly, and then bumping into the cutting blade!
It sounds like a long time to say it, but it actually only lasts a dozen breaths from the fight to now, and this scene makes everyone suspect that they are in a dream!
"Bu Lao! You...you..." Wuxiang Monk also didn't expect that the Immortal Immortal would use his ally's body to block the knife in the middle of a fierce battle, and he was speechless for a moment.
But the immortal Immortal Fu Lao didn't wait for everyone to react, and he had already used his moves to run away...
Monk Wuxiang's hands were trembling, "Amitabha! What a sin! What a sin..."
He has begun to regret bringing people to chase and intercept him tonight...
The rain is getting heavier...
"ah!"
A scream suddenly came from the direction where the Immortal Immortal escaped!
The next moment, Qin Mengyao floated over from far to near.
She also held in her hand the immortal immortal with a face ashen as death.
I saw that his whole body was soft and soft, and his originally baby-like skin now became deeply wrinkled...
Qin Mengyao came to the field and threw the Immortal Immortal into the rain. He immediately looked at Wuxiang Monk and said calmly: "Master Wuxiang, do you regret it?"
Monk Wuxiang's face turned pale and he was speechless.
"Immortal! Give back my junior brother's life!" Xining faction leader Zhuang Jie saw the Immortal Immortal paralyzed in the rain, roared and slashed out with his sword!
"Don't..." The Immortal Immortal's eyes widened. Before he could beg for mercy, Zhuang Jie stabbed his throat without hesitation...
One of the two great masters of Bai Dao, the Immortal Immortal, died!
"Brother Wuxiang... stop it!" A long sigh suddenly came from the rainstorm, and a monk in white came slowly. "Brother Wuxiang!" Monk Wuxiang sighed.
"Senior brother, the monks are all in vain! The thought of coveting the Eagle Sword has reaped the bitter consequences... If the fight continues like this, the alliance of eight sects will be wiped out overnight after twenty years of hard work!" said Reluctant, with his hands clasped together.
The last sentence resounded throughout the world like a bell, and at the same time, a thunderbolt exploded, making Monk Wuxiang turn pale!
He stood there blankly, looking at the corpses lying in the rain, silent.
He reluctantly said in a deep voice: "Although the Eagle Sword is good, do you really think that you can understand its secrets by getting the Eagle Sword? Taking a step back, can understanding the Eagle Sword really help you take a step forward? If that is the case, 'Xie
Ling' Li Ruohai would not have deliberately used Feng Xinglie's hand to let Ying Yuan Living Buddha go..."
"What?" Monk Wuxiang said in shock.
Reluctantly, he said in a deep voice: "I learned from Feng Donor that in the past, after Ying Yuan came to the Middle Earth with a sword, he was detained by Li Ruohai in the evil sect... I don't know the twists and turns, but Li Ruohai from beginning to end
I never even glanced at the Eagle Sword! Later, Donor Feng rescued Ying Yuan Living Buddha and betrayed the evil sect. This was also done deliberately by Li Ruohai. Later, Feng Xinglie handed the Eagle Sword to Han Qingfeng of the Han Mansion for safekeeping.
The Han family's arsenal was recognized by Xie Qinglian and Ma Junsheng, causing trouble..."
"Master Wu Xiang, the news that Hao Jian learned about the secret of the Eagle Sword was deliberately released by 'Little Magician' Fang Yeyu in order to divert the attention of the Eight Factions Alliance! You... have all fallen into Fang Yeyu's plan.
..." Qin Mengyao walked to Hao Jianjian, turned around and looked at Wu Xiangseng and other eight sect alliance masters, and said calmly, "In the past, the master fought against the magician many times and suffered defeats.
He is better than before, but he has fallen into a trap without realizing it! If he doesn’t wake up suddenly, the next time the magician sees the master, he may not even think about letting the master go..."
Monk Wuxiang was so ashamed that he was completely speechless.
Qin Mengyao's meaning is very clear.
In the past, when Pang Ban swept across the world, many elders of the sect, including Master Wuxiang and Master Juejie, who were reluctant to give up, were never left alive.
The reason why Wu Xiangseng survived two battles with Pang Ban was not because of how strong Wu Xiang was, but because Pang Ban felt that Wu Xiang had the potential to grow and might one day become a worthy opponent, so he was reluctant to kill him.
.
But now, Wuxiang Monk's soul is no longer perfect and he doesn't know it. If he meets Pang Ban again...
After Qin Mengyao said that, she suddenly stretched out her catkin, held Hao Jian's hand, and said softly: "Are you okay? I'm sorry, I'm late..."
Feeling the warmth from his palms, Hao Jian shook his head slightly to indicate that it was okay.
Not only is it okay, there are even some things that are still unfinished!
Immediately, he glanced at the grandmasters of the Eight Alliance Alliance around him, suddenly showed a familiar smile, and said: "Hey, I can't help but fight! Look at you, you fell down before I even exerted any force..."
As soon as these words came out, many masters showed dissatisfaction on their faces, but they dared not speak out in anger!
In this battle tonight, all the eight factions alliance lost all face...
Twenty years of hard work were wasted overnight!
After tonight, whether the Eight Factions Alliance will still exist is a question...
"You think, should I remove you from the world tonight? After all, you have been surrounded by me..." Hao Jian said with a smile.
Everyone was furious!
Monk Wuxiang let out a long sigh, lowered his eyebrows and said: "Amitabha... This matter is caused by the old monk's greed, and he is willing to bear it with all his strength! The others were just forced by the old monk and had to participate in this action, please also
The donor can let them go."
Hao Jian looked at Wuxiang Monk, raised his eyebrows and said, "Begging for mercy? It's not impossible! But, I have a condition."
"Donor, please tell me, this poor monk will never shirk anything he can do!" said the monk Wuxiang.
"It's very simple. Just relax... As for me, I don't really like killing people. What I like most is asking questions! I'll ask you to answer the questions. How about it? Isn't it simple?" Hao Jian
Said with a smile.
Everyone was startled, except Qin Mengyao who couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled secretly in her heart.
"Amitabha, that's good, that's good! As long as it doesn't involve the secrets of our martial arts, it's okay for the donor to just ask." Monk Wuxiang breathed a sigh of relief.
Hao Jian pondered for a moment and then said slowly: "Women, especially young women, will always experience menstruation. People in our hometown generally call it 'menstruation'! My problem is... when a girl has her period."
What do you most want to hear a man say to her?"
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