Everyone at the scene of the sound of silence was so shocked that they were speechless. This was a forced pressure. Second Hen, the leader of the Eastern Region, had no power to fight back when faced with the legendary Seven Stars.
.
Zhuge Buliang weighed the bricks and circled around the big hole, but the second mark never showed up again. He seemed to be scared and huddled in the hole and did not dare to come out.
"You..." Fu Yunxiao and several other cultivators from the Sword God Pavilion backed away slightly, their expressions extremely embarrassed, especially Fu Yunxiao. Just now he was so bold that he wanted to twist off Zhuge Buliang's head. That was because he was obsessed with the second mark.
He has strong self-confidence. But now his confidence has been broken. He is as strong as the Second Mark and can't compete with him.
"What did you say about being sure?" Zhuge Buliang turned to look at Fu Yunxiao.
The corner of Fu Yunxiao's mouth twitched fiercely. Facing Zhuge Buliang's gaze, his body trembled uncontrollably and said, "What do you want?" [
"What do you want?" Zhuge Buliang asked, "By the way, I remembered. You just said you wanted to behead me, and now I'm stretching my neck for you to do it."
"I" Fu Yunxiao spat out with difficulty and stepped back. He couldn't even take the second mark, so what could he do? The arrogance just now disappeared in an instant.
Zhuge Buliang sneered and approached step by step. At this time, the pit was filled with murderous aura, and the second mark rushed up again, transforming into a long sword and slashing at Zhuge Buliang: "I want your life!!"
"Get out! Didn't you see what I was talking about!!"
Zhuge Buliang suddenly roared, and the bricks were struck down, and the second mark was smashed down again.
The onlookers shook their heads, and many people covered their eyes and sighed: "Since you know you are no match for the opponent, why do you have to run out and humiliate yourself? If you just hide inside, you will be fine."
The faces of Fu Yunxiao and others became even more embarrassed. Facing Zhuge Buliang who was approaching step by step, Fu Yunxiao gritted his teeth and put on a desperate posture.
"Kill!" Fu Yunxiao roared, two passionate sword sounds resounded in his body, and two divine swords flashing with superb fairy light flew out. Fu Yunxiao rushed forward almost desperately, with a look on his face.
A hint of madness.
Zhuge Buliang reached out with one hand, and a glaze-like light bloomed from his palm, and he grabbed the sword that was thrust towards him.
"Clang!"
With a crisp sound, both divine swords collapsed, Fu Yunxiao screamed, and his two arms turned into blood mist.
"Ah Zha!"
Fu Yunxiao roared miserably and staggered back. Even though he was prepared to die before, when he actually faced death, Fu Yunxiao couldn't help but flinch.
But Zhuge Buliang would not give him a chance. He followed up with a step, and Ban Brick slapped him head-on.
"puff!"
Clean and neat.
The blood mist dispersed, and Fu Yunxiao's body turned into a pile of flesh and collapsed on the ground. His soul was instantly shattered by this terrifying blow.
"Senior Brother Fu!" The faces of the remaining Sword God Pavilion disciples turned pale.
"You go and accompany him!" A cruel sneer appeared at the corner of Zhuge Buliang's mouth. At this moment, he seemed to have transformed into the god of death from hell. The bricks flew out and turned into a mountain to suppress him.[
"Boom!"
The bricks fell like an ancient mountain, causing a sound of wind and thunder. Several cultivators of the Sword God Pavilion showed a look of complete panic. They wanted to turn around and escape, but found that their ability to move seemed to be restricted and it was difficult to move.
Zhuge Buliang had already used the "body-fixing technique" in Xingjian to immobilize several people.
"stop!"
There was a sudden loud shout, and an old man in purple flew over quickly. Judging from his attire, he must also be a cultivator of the Sword God Pavilion. Zhuge Buliang sneered in his heart. Sure enough, the reason why these juniors of the Sword God Pavilion dared to come to find trouble for him
, there is support from senior experts behind it.
However, Zhuge Buliang had no intention of stopping and used all his strength to push the bricks down.
"Kill!" The old man in purple shouted loudly, and the divine cult unsheathed and slashed at the bricks.
A dazzling golden light suddenly bloomed from the bricks, which deflected the sword of the old man in purple and flew him away at the same time.
"boom!"
The Taikoo Great Mountain pressed down, and several cultivators from the Sword God Pavilion instantly turned into blood and mud.
"You" the old man in purple had a gray face and his eyes as big as copper bells glared at Zhuge Buliang.
"Hey!" Zhuge Buliang glanced at the old man in purple and sneered.
"You, a junior, why are you killing innocent people indiscriminately!" the old man in purple almost roared.
"Oh, you don't care about you anymore!" Zhuge Buliang sneered: "These grandsons came to kill me, I just acted in legitimate defense. They should kill me, but if I kill them, I am killing someone indiscriminately?"
The old man in purple snorted coldly: "Then you don't take my Sword God Pavilion seriously!?"
"No, you misunderstood." Zhuge Buliang smiled and said: "It's not that I don't take Sword God Pavilion in my eyes, but I don't take certain people in my eyes." As he said that, Zhuge Buliang glanced at Zi Yi with a sneer.
old man.
"You" the old man in purple's face turned red, and he almost vomited blood at Zhuge Buliang's words.
There was also a lot of noise in the crowd. Zhuge Buliang's words made it clear that he was going to confront Jian Shen Pavilion. Facing this elder figure of Jian Shen Pavilion, he slapped him mercilessly.
"Elder, kill him!" A low and resentful voice came from behind. The second mark flew out of the pit again at some point, with blood on his face and mud all over him. He looked as embarrassed as he wanted.
There is no trace of the demeanor of a great preacher.
"It's really forbidden to beat him," a voice not far away muttered.
"Isn't that right? Is he a preacher of a great religion? His skin is always a little bit thicker than the average person's," Hua Lao said with a smile.
Although the two of them were muttering, they could use spiritual power to transmit the sound to everyone's ears. Second Hen was almost so angry that he vomited blood. He had been humiliated like this for many years.[
"Elder! Kill him for me!" Second Hen almost roared.
"Huh!" Zhuge Buliang snorted, like thunder, and slapped him with his hand, knocking the second mark to the ground, then stepped on his chest with one foot, and sneered: "You are now being raped.
I'm stepping on you, so what right do you have to speak?"
"Ah!! Hate!!!" The second mark was filled with shame and anger, and he couldn't help but look up to the sky and scream.
"Shut up!"
"Crack!"
Zhuge Buliang slapped his palm upwards, and the sound was loud and clear. Everyone looked at this scene with stiff faces. The dignified first descendant of the Immortal Sect of the Eastern Territory Great Sect was trampled under his feet and slapped in the face. This was not only a humiliation for the second mark, but also a slap in the face.
It's like slapping the Sword God Pavilion in the face.
"You junior, you have gone too far!" The old man in purple roared, the sound shook the surrounding areas, the divine sword pointed at Zhuge Buliang, and the sharp sword light shredded the air.
"Crack!"
Zhuge Buliang exerted force with the soles of his feet, and he screamed miserably at the second mark. His sternum collapsed, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, which was also mixed with broken internal organs.
"cut!"
The old man in purple slashed down with his sword. The sword glowed and flew towards Zhuge Buliang.
"boom!"
Almost at the same time, a golden "卍" character flew over and collided with the sword light. With a loud roar, the sword light and the golden "卍" character were all shattered.
Monk Yan made Buddha seals with his hands and climbed up to the sky step by step. The golden Buddha light hung above his head, turning solemn and solemn, just like the reincarnation of the Buddha. At the same time, Stutter, Hua Lao and Xiao Yun also came to the mid-air, and under their
Above their heads, there is a "swastika" floating in the air.
This is a characteristic of practicing Buddhism.
"If you want to fight, count us in, since you have nothing to do anyway," Hua Lao said with a smile.
This time, Zhuge Buliang did not say anything to stop him, because the purple-clothed old man had a strong aura and was obviously a master of the Taixu realm. He might not be able to defeat him on his own.
The old man in purple frowned. He glanced at these people. Except for the little Shani who was slightly weaker in cultivation, the others were not in the Dao Yun Peeping Heaven Realm. Especially the solemn monk at the head.
, the cultivation level is even more elusive, and one cannot clearly see the reality.
However, as a master in the realm of Fa Taixu, he was not afraid. He took a step forward and pointed the divine sword at everyone: "You are looking for death, I will help you!"
"Grrrrrr, it's so lively"
Suddenly, a sweet smile like a silver bell came from nowhere, and a girl appeared in the air. She had a beautiful face, a delicate body, and her big eyes had an eccentric aura, and her head was full of fire.
Her long red hair was tied up in a ponytail, and the ends of her hair hung down to her buttocks. What was even more peculiar was that on the top of her head, there was a pair of glistening horns.
The girl smiled sweetly, revealing two playful dimples and a pair of crystal little tiger teeth.
Almost like a calf witch.
"Hahaha, you are already so old, how can you show off your authority with a few of your juniors, but it is really like your Sword God Pavilion's usual style," the Maverick Witch said with a smile, playing with a strand of her hair.