Nearly a hundred foundation-building monks with low cultivation levels didn't even have a chance to dodge before they were hit by the shock wave and cut into two pieces!
The scene was extremely bloody.
Looking up, in the open space to the north, there was a strange bald man wearing a white cassock with gold patterns, facing a man in Taoist robes wearing a cloak.
The bald man's cassock fluttered, and then slowly fell down. He put one hand on his chest and said calmly: "Fellow Taoist... It seems that you are not a match for the poor monk."
The man in the cloak stood on the ground with a sword in one hand, covering his chest, and said solemnly: "So what, you are facing more than just me today!"
He just finished speaking.
An ancient blue sword appeared ten feet away from the Buddha who did not laugh, and then let out a sonic boom, heading straight for the Buddha's back. The speed was so fast that it was difficult to catch its shape with the naked eye!
The Laughing Buddha didn't seem to expect that the ancient sword would be so fast. His expression changed and he quickly used a golden light shield to cover himself in the midst of lightning and flint.
Snapped!
As soon as the light shield took shape, the ancient sword stabbed it into pieces with ease!
"impossible!"
The Laughing Buddha's eyes widened, and his cassock suddenly glowed with light, making him look like a giant glowing gemstone, quite dazzling.
At the same time, the ancient sword followed closely and pierced the light group fiercely.
"impossible!"
The next moment, the light of the light group dimmed, and the second voice of the Laughing Buddha's anger came from inside, and then he saw the Laughing Buddha disappearing directly from the place.
When he reappeared, the Laughing Buddha was already ten miles away, with a bloody hole on his back, which was quite scary.
He quickly took out the sword and formed a seal to stop his bleeding. Then, without even taking the elixir, he suddenly turned around and looked at Lu Li. He clasped his hands together and said in a deep voice, "It's a good sword, but soon, it belongs to a poor monk." Got it!"
"Hmph! It depends on whether you have this ability!"
Lu Li waved his hand casually, and the Magic Moon Sword hovering in the air immediately let out a soft groan and flew towards the Laughing Buddha again. And, just a mile away from the Laughing Buddha, it exploded with a bang. , turned into rapiers all over the sky!
Suddenly, the thin swords like locusts filled the air for more than ten miles, overwhelmingly sweeping towards the Laughing Buddha.
"What a mysterious spiritual weapon!"
Seeing this situation, He Qian couldn't help but look happy. At the same time, he threw the black sword in his hand forward and hit it with a magic spell.
The sword suddenly transformed into a giant black python and burst out of the air!
On the other side, the Laughing Buddha had already suffered from the Huanyue Sword. Seeing the flashing swords coming from all over the sky, he couldn't help but become very afraid and began to dodge around to avoid it.
But no matter how he dodges, these thin swords are chasing after him as if they have eyes, which makes him feel very frustrated.
Finally, he turned his eyes to Lu Li, who was casting a spell to control the Fantasy Moon Sword in the distance. Then he smiled sinisterly and turned into a white smoke and disappeared into the air.
Seeing the Laughing Buddha disappear, Lu Li's hair suddenly stood up. Without hesitation, he split the Phantom Technique into nine parts and shot out in nine directions.
boom! ! !
As soon as Lu Li left, a series of huge golden palm prints hit the place where he was standing. When the dust settled, a sinkhole over a hundred feet in size had appeared there!
Bang! ! !
Just like this, He Qian also seized the opportunity and drove his black python sword to hit the Laughing Buddha's back.
But it is a pity that the Laughing Buddha was already on guard. With a flash of light from the holed cassock on his body, he easily blocked most of the attack, and the collision only made him slightly unstable.
It was obvious that this Black Python Sword was not even inferior to Lu Li's Huan Yue Sword.
But at this moment, one of the nine white shadows that had just shot out suddenly turned around, and sealed the seal on his hands. The originally scorching sun suddenly filled the sky with dark clouds.
Immediately afterwards, the snowflakes from the palm flew down!
"Oh my god! Is this a magical power? It can actually change the sky!"
"Yeah, it's so shocking. I really came at the right time this time. I didn't expect to see supernatural powers!"
"..."
Watching the scorching sun and clear sky turn into a freezing cold winter in an instant, the spectators on the surrounding peaks were all shocked.
But what's puzzling is that the snowflakes just fell for a few breaths, and then disappeared again, and the scorching sun shone on the earth again.
In the barrier, the scene of three people fighting once again resumed.
Under the continuous collision of various spells, the rumbling sounds are endless, and the frightening aftermath of the battle is pouring out in all directions layer by layer like a tide!
The two sides fighting in the south not only have to be on guard against their opponents, but they also have to be constantly on guard against the endless shock waves, which is really miserable.
The barrier outside also looked a little overwhelmed, making sizzling sounds from time to time, as if it was about to explode at any time.
Actually, it wasn't that Lu Li didn't want to use Ice and Snow Rebellion.
But he found that with this enchantment, it was difficult to activate the Ice and Snow Rebellion. All the falling snowflakes were blocked by the enchantment, making it difficult for him to condense the snow dragon, so he had to withdraw. This semi-supernatural power.
In the blink of an eye, the two-on-one battle of transforming gods lasted for less than half an hour.
The fighting in the south has also gradually subsided. There are more than ninety people in the Mu family, and there are currently only a dozen pale-faced survivors left. The rest are either lying on the ground motionless, or they are buried deeply in the blown loess. Underground...
Of course, this does not mean that the Mu family has failed.
Instead, they won, exchanging the deaths of more than 80 people for the total destruction of more than 600 people!
All this can be attributed to the middle-aged man with a pale face sitting on the ground. This peak Yuanying master is truly a disciple of the Taiyuan Sect. His treasures and spells are far beyond what these secular gangs can compare with.
But despite this, Gu Chengqian was at the end of his life. His clothes were in tatters, and there were more than a dozen hideous wounds with flesh and blood turned out, making him look very scary.
If you look closely, you can see that the palm of his right hand has disappeared.
Mu Yu squatted next to Gu Chengqian, looking at the broken part of the other person's wrist, his eyes were slightly red, "Senior brother...it's all...it's my fault that caused you..."
Gu Chengqian's hand was broken to save her. At that time, she was attacked by a sudden sword energy. She should have died, but she was pushed instead.
She survived, but the senior brother could not save his hand.
Gu Chengqian shook his head, "It's God's will. I don't blame anyone. Junior sister, you don't need to blame yourself."
Hearing this, Mu Yu felt even more uncomfortable.
Mu Huan was staring at the northern battlefield with a worried look. The battle there was still fierce, and he didn't know when the winner would be determined. Hearing Gu Chengqian's words, he couldn't help but sigh secretly, and he remembered this kindness in his heart.
Then he swung his sword forcefully forward and cut a deep trench several feet long: "Brothers, for the sake of safety, everyone should hide below, otherwise, it will be bad if they are hit by the aftermath soon..." .”
