Seeing this, Li Moxia suddenly smiled, and his eyes were resolute. Isn't it just the unity of Xuanwu and martial arts? Don't underestimate people! In this world, it's not just the two of you, it's the talented!

In this life, there is only that Qin Lie, desperate, and brute three swords, worthy of being his opponent Li Moxia, you Wu Xuan, what kind of thing is it?

He suddenly slashed his sword, and suddenly broke through the time boundary, this is the sword of time.

Outside the entrance of the valley, next to the swampy area, an old monk suddenly frowned slightly, and his attention fell in a certain direction below, "It's really strange! It's the Purple Pole Pill in the sub-tomb, it is said that it will not be like this, it is not strange! But these two juniors can really be taken seriously. ”

Hearing this, Fan Ling hurriedly followed the old monk's steps through the swamp, and at the same time asked curiously: "Uncle Cifang, at this time, I don't go to look for the tomb of the king, just stay outside, is it really okay?"

Hearing this, Na Cifang smiled slightly, lifted the tin staff standing on the ground, and tapped the head of the Buddha Ling: "My Buddhist family does not covet the position of the god emperor, nor does I have the intention to do the things of the king, what is the use of asking for the throne of the Abi? As for the Purple Pole Pill, the Buddha is merciful, and we who cultivate Buddhism will have our own Elysium to accommodate after death." It doesn't matter if there is more or less longevity. If the Ancient Divine Hell Diagram really appeared, it might as well fight. That diagram, even for my Buddhism, is quite beneficial. Anything else is avoided!"

Fan Ling raised his head in astonishment, his face showed a look of doubt, but he was thinking in his heart, since the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dome Realm, since he didn't come for the Na Ah Nose Throne and the Purple Pole Pill, why did he bring so many initiates?

"It was also three hundred years ago that someone in my Buddhist family learned some secrets about King Xiang. Na Cifang's face was a little outcast, but he didn't explain in disbelief: "Although this person is dead, it is rumored that after his neck kiss was cut off." But the corpse stood upright for nearly a month, and he was angry. No matter where it is placed, it will inevitably be full of disasters and resentment. In the end, I had no choice but to bury this King Xiang in a blessed land that no one had in Yunmengze. ”

Fan Ling listened quietly, although she had never heard anyone talk about these secrets, but it was also interesting to think about.

Then I saw Ci Fang sigh and look around: "But after ten thousand years, you look here." The best tomb has become a fierce place again. The fog gathers, and the resentment is agitated. Coupled with the Ah Nose Throne that was refined by the Martial Martyrs Country, it really can't be reassured!"

As he spoke, Ci Fang took out a golden pillar and thrust it heavily in the mud.

It is about 20 zhang long, and the surface is full of dense scriptures.

With just one glance, the Brahma Ling knew that what was painted on it was the Great Demon Sutra, the Great Tibetan Vajra Demon Sutra, and the Dizang Sutra for transcendence. couldn't help but let out an 'ah' sound, and understood: "Uncle Shi is worried about the resurrection of that King Xiang?"

Naturally, it is not a resurrection in the true sense, otherwise there would be no need for these two powerful demon slaying scriptures.

"It's not time yet!

Na Ci Fang looked helpless: "After the ancient Chi You, there were three invincible overlords in this world, Xiang Chu Overlord, Wu Tianwang, and a Lu Wushuang, all of whom were heroes, but they died miserably. None of them are worry-free characters!"

Speaking of this, Ci Fang asked with a smile: "But why are you here, could it be for the immeasurable light, the endless darkness?"

Ciyin's 'ah' sound, I didn't want to lie and deceive, and I didn't want to speak, so I could only be silent.

Na Cifang didn't care, and said in a 'hey' voice: "Don't worry! All the sects in this world are happy to see it come to fruition. Let me guess again, that You Siying, could it be that you are the person in your Pure Land Sect? It's a pity that ......"

Ciyin was stunned for a moment, reversing the tripod fetus? She hadn't paid attention to it before. I just feel that You Siying's entry is indeed too fast. I remember that when I first saw it, I was just entering Nirvana, but now I have reached the peak level of Nirvana.

I thought that this You Siying was talented, but now I know that it was because of such a method similar to the Demon Dao.

Thinking of An Mingxi, who was still forcibly detained in the Heavenly Demon Kingdom, Ciyin had already confirmed his guess.

This Qin Lie was only forcibly detained because of his beauty, and then deliberately spread rumors to ruin people's reputation.

What kind of means does such a vicious person not come out? It is really hateful and annoying.

Thinking like this, he listened to the Ci Fang, but he smiled slightly: "But this time, Senior Linghai asked you to do half of this, and it was really a miscalculation." ”

Fan Ling was stunned when he heard this. Immediately, his face was red again, and he knew the meaning of Cifang.

Linghai made her return to the vulgar, and her intentions really couldn't be told to others.

After knowing that this body has immeasurable light and endless darkness, this one is actually a woman. She was really relieved, and if she really wanted to do that kind of thing, she would be really ashamed.

At this time, Ci Fang suddenly let out a startled sigh and looked up at the sky.

As he looked at it, he saw a light and shadow above, suddenly descending. Like the fall of the stars, when it was three thousand feet, I finally saw clearly, it was a ball of sword light.

The sword is sharp to the extreme!

The layers of forbidden spirit patterns in that space continued to shine, and countless spiritual spells were triggered.

But it was forcibly broken by the sword light. The constant impact, the constant puncture, could not stop it for a moment.

Is this Qin Lie? or You Siying?

This thought only rose in his mind, and Fan Ling only listened to the Ci Fang, and gasped.

"Strong! So strong! I don't think there is such a peerless overlord in this world! Could it be that this person is the demon lord of the Heavenly Demon Country? I don't know why, so anxious?"

The gang rushed vigorously, and when it reached a hundred feet, he didn't even leave the entrance. Instead, he directly chose the direction of the previous Ci Fang and the direction that the spiritual power was abnormal. Directly fell down, and the mighty sword first shook the mud away. The stone layers below that had been firmly planted into the magic weapon were all smashed to pieces!

Then there was an explosion, and Fan Ling retreated for more than ten steps, and his face was extremely pale.

The shadow of the knife passed, and the big black hand broke in an instant, and it still didn't stop. It seemed to cut through time and space and hit Wu Xuan directly.

That Wu Xuan was slightly startled, and suddenly a sense of shock hit his heart. Without hesitation, there was a roar, and the blood and qi rushed in an instant, and two fists were smashed. The Hell Fist Intent almost turned this tomb into a Senluo Hell!

Buddhism has the saying that the Buddha country is in the palm of his hand, but at this time, his fist also seems to contain a world of evil ghosts!

But I only heard the soft sound of 'Zheng', and almost everything was cut through the knife.

Those little stars, that roaring ghosts, are also easily cut off!

If you can cut through time and space, how can you not smash this little starry sky?

The first monks of the many domains, only to see the figures of the two of them flickering. The knife and the fist, in the starlight in the sky, collided dozens of times in a row.

Under the agitation of the knife and fist, all the funeral things in the room are gone!

The corners of Mansanjian's lips tugged, and then silently, changing positions. Get closer to Liang Bing, lest this woman be affected by the aftermath of the fierce battle between the three of them. It's just that his body is even more shaky, and he coughs lightly from time to time......

It was only half a moment later that Wu Xuan finally retreated. But his face was extremely gloomy, his fists were still clenched, but he trembled slightly.

If you look closely, blood drip from the fist. On that bowl-like fist, countless blood marks were cut.

In the entire tomb, the more than 20 broken monks who rushed here were all silent.

Everyone watched this scene in amazement. The carefree real person was still in a trance, and Yan Rui was also stunned.

This Li Moxia, although he can only achieve the most superficial level, may have just stepped into this door.

But it's really true, it's a good combination of Xuanwu and Wu!

The same thought flashed in their hearts, this Li Moxia turned out to be so strong!

Resist this Wu Xuan and Xiao Xiang, and they can also not fall behind in half an hour!

At this time, it was not only Wu Xuan, his expression was extremely ugly, but Xiao Xiangzi was also stunned in his eyes.

Li Moxia was already holding a sword in his hand and standing in place. Between the chest and abdomen, several places collapsed, and the left arm was even more bloody.

However, the right hand holding the knife is still stable, and the wound is constantly recovering.

"In the battle between Shangxiao Mountain and Qin Lie, Li Moxia has quite a comprehension. It's a pity that when it comes to the four hundred and seventy-six swords, he doesn't dare to continue. ”

Speaking of this, Li Moxia looked at the two of them with a smile again: "Could it be that the two of you still think that we are not worthy of the name? Be careful of him off, no matter what Dao Sect Demon Sect you are, with one finger, you will pinch a few to death!"

The carefree Taoist snorted coldly, implying anger. Wu Xuan's gaze was also slightly cold.

"Hey, I underestimated you! You deserve the title of swordsman. But now, how long can you last longer, two hours, or three hours? If it will only anger me Wu Xuan. Then congratulations, you Li Moxia has done it!"

"Hey, I underestimated you! You deserve the title of swordsman. But now, how long can you last longer, two hours, or three hours? If it will only anger me Wu Xuan. Then congratulations, you Li Moxia has done it!"

As he spoke, Wu Xuan took out something. But it was a pure black fist glove, with a black flame carved on its back. But on the surface of that boxing glove, there are countless Buddhist scriptures pasted with them.

When Wu Xuan stretched his hand in, the fist immediately stretched out countless black silk threads, piercing into Wu Xuan's right arm.

That Wu Xuan's face first distorted in pain, and then as if he was enjoying it, he laughed wildly.

"What if you can achieve the unity of Xuanwu and Wu? Whether it is you Li Moxia or the three swords, my Wu Xuan is still the same sentence, but this is the case! Even if I only say this sentence to you, my Wu Xuan will never allow you to leave this place alive! Let you, first try this fist armor that I trust, how does it taste. ”

With the words, Wu Xuan's right fist had begun to swell. It was also when everyone was terrified by this boxing glove. That Wu Xuan's figure had already swept again. The shadow of the fist swung out violently, as if it filled the heavens and the earth, shattering this side of the world.

First of all, he was full of energy. All psionic air. are all expelled by outward shocks, giving people the illusion that this side of the world is expanding.

And then it collapsed! This tomb, which was originally unable to destroy even the three of them in the fierce fight before, could not withstand the impact of this force at this moment, and was shocked to the point of collapse!

Just when everyone thought that this Li Moxia was bound to die, it was a snow-bright sword shadow, cutting out horizontally!

With just one knife, it shattered the fist shadow, like a swallow flying back, cutting off time - as if the line of time had been shattered with this knife. It's like this point in time. The arrogant fist shadow should not have existed in the first place.

That Wu Xuan's eyes narrowed, but he was even more furious. Qi and blood were rushing, his face was red, and countless black breaths were entwined. The fist shadow was even more violent, punch after punch, there was no order, and he didn't care about any martial arts, and he smashed it down savagely!

His fist has the power of a realm. A hundred punches are a hundred hellish 'worlds'!

Confident even if it is the top ninth-order grandmaster in this matter, even if it is a spiritual realm. In front of his fist, it will also be blown apart.

The last punch, only to hear the sound of the 'tent'. Like a thunderstorm. The whole tomb was shaking.

Even though the fist style has temporarily stopped, the shock has not stopped.

The smoke and dust were about to dissipate, but Wu Xuan's face was not happy, but even more gloomy.

And Xiao Xiangzi's expression is also extremely dignified.

In the distance, the two of them, Feng Taiji and Wuji Zhenren, were both stunned, and seemed to be in disbelief at the scene in front of them.

Until the demonic qi dispersed and was completely extinguished. The rest of the monks, who were slightly worse cultivators, finally saw the situation over there.

I saw Li Moxia, still holding a sword in his hand, standing upright. There was blood dripping from the tip of the knife, his own blood, but it was still standing firm, with a smile on his face. Looking at Wu Xuan's right fist: "I heard that in the past, before King Wu died, he left a set of Jun Tian Flame Armor. After that, it fell into the hands of your demon gate, and it was run over several times. Your boxing gloves are about one of them? Sure enough, it's very good, and I, Li Moxia, have already learned it!"

That Wu Xuan didn't speak, but his eyes were unusually cold. At this time, only the most delicate person discovered his right arm. Compared to before, it has shrunk a little.

But it is even more murderous, and the fierce thoughts are surging like a tide.

Naturally, Li Moxia was even more embarrassed, but he was fearless. simply stopped talking about Qin Lie, no matter how much he reminded him, if people didn't listen, it would be in vain.

At this time, it was already him Li Moxia, and his grievances with this Wu Xuan had nothing to do with Qin Lie.

At this time, the three barbarian swords behind him let out a strange sigh: "It's really weird! I was seriously injured by that Qin Lie, and you, Li Moxia, were also defeated by him, but now you are fighting hard for your enemy." You say that in this world, how can there be such a strange thing?

In Li Moxia's heart, a strong resonance rose. He owes Lu Xiangting a good life. But it doesn't make sense, for that Qin Lie to do this?

But at this point, it's no different. At this point, he didn't care about any of that.

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