Chapter 2380 Mysterious Identity

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"I don't dare, I just learned a little bit." Mr. Pingcheng smiled and said: "But, I believe it is still possible for you two to fight alone."

Young Master Pingcheng's words of confidence immediately made Master Jianzun and Young Master Panlong very unhappy. They were already of the same name, and they didn't know who was stronger and who was weaker. Now that Young Master Pingcheng is fighting two against one, he can still say such arrogant words, then Don't you look down upon them? Does this make them happy?

"It's so domineering." Seeing Master Pingcheng's confidence, many people present were secretly surprised. In their hearts, everyone thought that Master Pingcheng, Master Panlong and Sword Master were all on the same level. Today Young Master Pingcheng is fighting two against one and is still so confident. Is it really true that Young Master Pingcheng is stronger than them?

"I hope you have the ancestral weapon in hand today, otherwise, this will be your burial place today." Sword Master's eyes sharpened, sword light gushed out, and his eyes were like two divine swords. At this time, Sword Master was also completely angry. .

"Dang——" sounded, and the long sword in the sword master's hand was unsheathed, shining brightly across the world. In this moment, all the sword master's true energy spurted out, and then a loud "boom" was heard. , I saw an extremely tall figure emerging behind the Sword Master, looking down at the world, exuding wisps of imperial power.

"Quasi-Emperor——" Feeling this aura, everyone knew what it was. Sword Master was a Quasi-Emperor. At this moment, he used all his strength, no longer hiding it, completely Revealed his strongest strength.

"Then I don't overestimate my ability. I will learn from Brother Pingcheng's peerless knowledge." Mr. Panlong said coldly.

As soon as Mr. Panlong finished speaking, he heard the sound of "dang, clang, clang". In this moment, his eight arms suddenly burst into endless light, and his eight arms held high When he stood up, it was like he was holding up the sky. Even if the sky collapsed, he could still hold it up.

What's more important is that each of his eight arms has a seal, and at the same time, each palm holds a weapon. The eight weapons are very powerful, including pagodas, spears, halberds, and halberds. The Divine Bell...and these eight treasures are all very extraordinary, including the Imperial Weapon and the Immortal Weapon!

When the eight treasures emerged, they exuded a breathtaking divine power. At the same time, Master Panlong's eight arms also spurted out majestic and endless power. At this time, his eight arms did not look like eight arms. , more like eight giant dragons holding up the sky, exuding a terrifying aura.

"Where is Young Master Pingcheng?" Seeing Young Master Panlong's eight arms erupting with such powerful and terrifying power, everyone looked at Young Master Pingcheng. Everyone wanted to know what race Young Master Pingcheng was.

Mr. Pingcheng still only has two arms, unlike Mr. Panlong who has eight arms, but everyone still speculates whether Mr. Pingcheng is from the eight-arm clan.

Because Panlong, the ancestor of Panlong Taoism, was born in the Eight-Armed Clan. If Mr. Pingcheng is a descendant of the ancestor Panlong, then he should be from the Eight-Armed Clan.

Although Master Pingcheng still only has two arms, this does not mean that he is not from the Eight-Armed Clan, because monks of the Eight-Armed Clan do not necessarily need eight arms.

Because the people of the Eight-Armed Clan have many different training directions. Although they can have eight arms when they are born, you can develop tens of millions of arms through training, or you can develop eight arms through training. Combined into two arms, so if Master Pingcheng is from the eight-arm clan, he can also train his eight arms into two arms.

"Okay, then let's fight and see who wins." Mr. Pingcheng was still confident and had a bright smile. At this moment, he heard a "dang" sound and unsheathed his sword. At this time, he was holding a long sword. .

In the past, Master Pingcheng used his bamboo sword most of the time, but this time he changed his sword. This also shows that he pays enough attention to Master Panlong and the Sword Master.

I saw that the long sword in Master Pingcheng's hand was flashing with golden light, especially under the sunlight, it was sparkling, and the whole long sword looked like a wandering dragon in the sunlight.

"Wandering Dragon Sword——" Seeing the sword in Master Pingcheng's hand, Master Panlong couldn't help but choke on it and exclaimed.

"The Wandering Dragon Sword, it's really the Wandering Dragon Sword!" Seeing the long sword in Master Pingcheng's hand, some ancestors took a closer look and were sure it was the Wandering Dragon Sword, and they couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

"It used to be the divine sword of Panlong Taoism." Someone said in surprise when they saw this Wandering Dragon Sword.

Although the Wandering Dragon Sword is not an ancestral weapon, it was once a divine sword of the Panlong Taoism and was famous. Later, when the descendants of Panlong's ancestor disappeared, the Wandering Dragon Sword also disappeared.

Today, the Youlong Sword appeared in the hands of Master Pingcheng, and the identity of Master Pingcheng was also revealed.

Some people have long speculated that Mr. Pingcheng is a descendant of Panlong. Now it has been confirmed. This is both within everyone's expectations and beyond everyone's expectations.

The one with the most solemn expression was Master Panlong. This was the answer he least wanted, and it was also the last thing their Eight-Armed Dynasty wanted. Master Pingcheng was really a descendant of Panlong, and the consequences would be serious.

"Let's go all out." At this moment, Mr. Pingcheng laughed, and there was a loud "boom". At this time, light erupted from Mr. Pingcheng's body, and there was a dragon roar of "woo". At this moment, I saw an extremely huge dragon surrounding Mr. Pingcheng's body. This dragon leaped as if it could tear the sky apart.

"Panlong protects the body——" Seeing this scene, Mr. Panlong's face turned even more ugly, because this was the immortal skill of the ancestor Panlong, and they did not have this skill.

"He is really the descendant of the ancestor of Panlong." Everyone looked at the Panlong emerging behind Mr. Pingcheng and couldn't help but murmured. There is no doubt that Mr. Pingcheng's identity is certain.

There was a sound of "Buzz--", and then, a light flashed from the back of Mr. Pingcheng's head, and a round of Buddha's light emerged. When this round of Buddha's light emerged, it was like thousands of Buddhas singing in Zen, and the sound of Zen chanting was endless.

"Impossible-" Seeing such a scene, countless elders and orthodox ancestors shouted, not believing this scene.

Even Mr. Panlong and Master Sword were dumbfounded when they saw such a scene, with strange expressions on their faces.

"Tianfo Clan——" Everyone was a little confused and couldn't help but murmured.

Just now, everyone was sure that Mr. Pingcheng was a descendant of Panlong's ancestor, but now there is a reversal, because Mr. Pingcheng is from the Tianfo clan!

The Tianfo Clan is also a large clan in the Wan Tong Realm. This tribe is born with the Buddha's light in the back of their heads. Now Mr. Pingcheng turns out to be from the Tianfo Clan, not the Eight-Armed Clan as everyone expected.

The ancestor of Panlong belongs to the Eight-Armed Clan, while Mr. Pingcheng belongs to the Tianfo tribe. In this way, Mr. Pingcheng cannot be the descendant of the ancestor of Panlong. This suddenly made everyone stupid.

"Didn't you expect that?" Mr. Pingcheng laughed, looking a little mischievous, with a bright smile.

Everyone was speechless for a moment. At this moment, everyone realized that they had been tricked by Master Pingcheng. He had misled everyone from the beginning, making everyone think that he was really a descendant of the ancestor of Panlong.

"It doesn't matter if he is the descendant of the founder of Panlong, he will be killed without mercy!" The sword master let out a long roar, and the divine sword flew across the sky, and the sword came out with a vast intention.

In this moment, what was seen was not one Sword Master, but eight Sword Masters. The eight identical Sword Masters took action at the same time. When a "dang" sound was heard, the swords shook the world!

"Eight Desolate Sword Gods——" The sword master roared, and when he heard the sound of "clang", the eight desolate swords descended from the sky like the Milky Way, and each sword gleam could split the heaven and earth.

"The secret skill left behind by the Sword Master." When he saw eight sword masters taking action at the same time, an ancestor of the great sect immediately recognized this secret skill.

Seeing eight sword masters taking action at the same time, Ling Ximo could not take his eyes off it. This was the supreme skill of their ancestor sword master, but Ling Ximo had never practiced it.

"Kill -" Mr. Panlong also roared wildly, and at that moment, eight treasures blasted out, shattering the heaven and earth at once, and smashed towards Mr. Pingcheng in an attitude of crushing all directions.

"Broken -" Mr. Pingcheng roared, and when he heard the roar of a dragon, he saw the dragon flying up and hovering in the sky, as if it had turned into a dragon domain. With a loud "boom", the dragon flew up. A powerful blow that shook Mr. Panlong hard.

At the same time, the Wandering Dragon Sword in Young Master Pingcheng's hand leaped high into the sky, full of agility, leaping into the air and moving the entire space. Even the eight sword masters were moved by him.

"Wandering Dragon in the Sky——" Mr. Pingcheng roared, and the Wandering Dragon Sword instantly absorbed the eight divine swords that came to kill him. When he heard "Dang"

", clang, clang" sounded, and sparks sputtered.

"Eight Forms of Glory!" Seeing that the move was ineffective, Mr. Panlong let out a loud roar, and his eight arms instantly formed the same hand seal. The eight weapons instantly merged and turned into a hand seal that broke through the sky, and he directly suppressed the attack. Mr. Pingcheng.

The sword master also gave a cold scolding, his long sword reaching the sky. He waved his long sword, and heard the sound of "dang, dang, dang", and an endless rain of swords suddenly fell from the sky. Thousands of divine swords went crazy. The ground blasted towards Young Master Pingcheng.

"Open--" Mr. Pingcheng roared, and followed the sword. The dragon sword made a round, and the rays of light bloomed, forming layers of sword curtains to block the attacks of the sword master and Mr. Panlong.

Hearing the sound of "bang, bang, bang", although Mr. Pingcheng's sword power was great, under the strong attack of Mr. Panlong and the Sword Master, his sword curtain collapsed layer by layer.

"Bang, bang, bang." At this time, there was a sound of weapons clashing, and sparks splashed out, very dazzling, like fireworks in the night sky, lighting up the sky.

Although Mr. Pingcheng was very impressive, he was at a disadvantage under the joint attack of Mr. Panlong and Jianzun. Despite this, he managed to hold on. Even though the situation was unfavorable to him, he was still not defeated.