door.
The moment the hospital master entered the door, four long swords stabbed at him silently, from left to right, from top to left, from top to right, and without any murderous intent.
This did not hide the Supreme Grandmaster's spiritual awareness. He was very familiar with this Zen monastery. How could he not know that there were four more masked masters behind the door?
As the monk's sleeves waved, endless true power surged out like a huge wave.
The most frightening thing is the endless thought - to chase across mountains and seas until death.
If the master of the hospital thinks about it, the opponent will retreat, avoid its sharp edge, and then use the second sword, and he can pass through this door while changing his moves.
It is also possible to lure Shi Zhixuan behind him and give him a fatal blow.
But the four masters did not hide. They let go of their bodies and focused all their strength on their swords. The sword energy surged through the endless waves and continued to stab the master of the hospital.
As the sword light shone, the hospital master suddenly understood why Shi Zhixuan was behind him.
If he hides, Shi Zhixuan will have the upper hand only if he moves backward.
If he didn't hide, he would die with the four masters.
This Shi Zhixuan had him dead, but he still had one more trick. He had practiced closed-mouth meditation over the years and had been learning about the throat.
"drink!"
With his voice broken, he let out a Buddhist shout filled with real power, and the sound wave swept out like substance.
"Zheng..."
The four long swords imbued with the master's true power were broken, and the four sword energies were deflected. The four masters were blown away and died immediately.
Seeing the master of the hospital floating across the door, Shi Zhixuan was speechless. He really didn't expect that the master of the hospital had such a trick.
However, four grandmasters are not enough, so four more.
With a whistle, the masked men in black on the battlefield gestured to each other and separated into four more masters.
The master of the courtyard came to the top of the Main Hall and looked down at the front and back courtyards. Most of the more than 3,000 monks in the entire courtyard seemed to have been killed or injured in less than half a moment.
Looking at the past, they are all black-clothed and masked men, numbering no less than 1,000.
It can be seen that all the players are innate, one out of ten is a master, and there are five great masters who have entangled the five elders in the courtyard.
No wonder the monks couldn't stop him, most of them had acquired skills.
It's just that the enemy has spent so much time and energy to cultivate so many masters. It's really deliberate.
Seeing the four masters rushing towards them, the master of the courtyard jumped down to the hall and defeated them all, regardless of Shi Zhixuan behind him.
Shi Zhixuan landed on the top of the Main Hall, proudly watching the battle in the entire hospital with his hands behind his hands.
Kill, kill.
For decades, he secretly cultivated tens of thousands of Xiantian disciples. So what if these thousands of disciples were given to Jing Nian Monastery for burial today?
Shi Zhixuan looked up at the sky and smiled evilly.
Once the crown prince dies, troubled times will come, and the Demon Sect will also change hands.
It just so happened that Zhu Yuyan's strength was weakened when she went crazy. It was God who helped me.
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The master of the hospital raised his hands and lowered his hands to kill an attacking grandmaster. Without looking for anyone else, he flew to the nearby battle circle and surrendered to the masked grandmaster who had his back turned to him.
The first elder had a tacit understanding and clapped his palms, sealing the space with endless power.
The masked grand master showed a fierce look in his eyes, and with a desperate sword, he stabbed the first elder straight into the sea. Before the sword could reach him, the sword energy had already reached his chest.
The first elder did not change his moves and concentrated his strength in his body to resist.
Your life is life, and the monk's life is also life. If you know how to fight for your life, so can the monk. One life is exchanged for another.
The sword energy enters the body, and the palm power also enters the body.
The masked grand master was killed on the spot, and the first elder spewed blood.
The brothers met each other's eyes and went their separate ways in an instant.
"snort."
Shi Zhixuan couldn't stand it any longer, so he flew down to the hall and struck directly at the head and back of the head of the first elder from the air.
The first elder smiled slightly, stepped aside and continued to move forward without looking back.
Shi Zhixuan landed on the ground and pursued him. The death energy in his palms was not released, just waiting for the first elder to change his moves.
Sure enough, the first elder suddenly turned around and jumped up, using his palms and unleashing his true power, directly hitting Shi Zhixuan's front door.
Shi Zhixuan smiled indifferently and faced him with his palm sword. The death energy in his palm broke through his real power and stabbed directly into the lower abdomen of the first elder.
A sudden change occurred, and the first elder suddenly accelerated.
Shi Zhixuan suddenly felt that something was not good, he released the death energy and retracted it, the death energy turned into life, and the body flew back during the transition between death and life.
The first elder didn't expect that the enemy could change his moves, so he had to use his original sure-kill.
A bloody sword energy spat out from the mouth of the first elder and hit Shi Zhixuan's body directly.
That was the sword energy of the assassin just now. The first elder knew that the attack was not enough, so he hung on by a thread and just kept it, waiting for a blow.
Shi Zhixuan was unable to dodge, so he retreated and pushed his palm, spreading his death aura in an attempt to deflect the sword energy, but failed. The sword energy still contained the true power of the first elder.
However, he always managed to get a chance. When the bloody sword hit his chest like a broken bamboo, he managed to avoid it sideways.
After avoiding it and looking at the first elder who died from exhaustion, Shi Zhixuan flew back all the way and returned to the recess on the top of the Main Hall without stopping.
Seeing no one, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
After adjusting his breath a little, he spurted out another mouthful of blood, and then all the Heaven-Building Sword Qi and endless true power that had entered his body were released.
Butian Sword Qi is the secret skill of Butian Pavilion. It is called to repair, but it actually means to destroy.
This was also the reason why he didn't expect that the First Elder could keep this destructive sword energy in his body.
And this Tian, means the world. Using the method of assassination, assassinating the emperor to destroy the world, and then re-establishing the world of Butian Pavilion is to repair the sky.
…
Standing on the top of the palace again, it was still the spotless Evil King Shi Zhixuan.
The situation on the battlefield has changed. The master of the temple led the monks around the field, constantly rescuing the monks and gathering around them.
Although the number of people is small, no one can stop a supreme grandmaster from trying his best, and the great master can only avoid his sharp edge.
Just like a team of cavalry wandering among a group of infantry formations, they are defeated but not in disorder. There is a possibility of breaking away from the formation and escaping at any time.
Evil King Shi Zhixuan frowned. It seemed that it was human nature to cherish life, and no matter how much training, it could not be eliminated.
"What are you doing? Disperse and return to your team. Let's start the sword formation all over again."
He changed his words when he said that he would die together. He realized that if he couldn't do it, he couldn't let others do it, otherwise people's hearts would eventually fall apart.
Instead of letting them fight without hesitation, the killers breathed a sigh of relief and praised the sect master's command in their hearts.
Together with the sword formation, the battlefield situation is clear, the assassins are assassins, and the monks are monks.
Sword formations were wandering around the periphery, and the assassins' combined strength to emit the sky-repairing sword energy could reach farther, and they cooperated with each other to pick out the weaker monks first.
The master of the courtyard and the four elders were unable to take care of them, and the monks seemed to be exposed to the sword's energy.
Seeing that the number of monks was getting smaller and smaller, the master of the temple spurted out a mouthful of blood. He also lost his energy and fell to the ground sluggishly.
"Master!"
"Brother!"
The master looked at the monks, tried to adjust his posture, clasped his hands and closed his eyes, his whole body was lifeless.
The sword array did not stop and continued the siege, and soon all the monks except the four elders were stabbed to the ground.
The four elders were also hit by several Heaven-Building Sword Qi, vomiting blood, and fell to the ground exhausted.
The blood-stained cassock is not far from death.
Only then did the sword formation stop, and Evil King Shi Zhixuan floated down to the hall again, still not getting too close.
I checked the master of the hospital ten steps away and found that there was indeed no breath, and he had indeed passed away.
Shi Zhixuan tidied up his clothes and bowed, "I wish you a safe trip, old friend."
The assassins also gathered behind him and lined up to salute.
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