/p Great Joy Bodhisattva Tao into Vajra does not break the body.

A few years ago, Luo Bing, who was dressed in white and red on a red horse, couldn't hurt the immovable King Kong with his thirteen swords.

A few years later, the Thirteen Broken Swords reappeared in An Hongdou's hands.

The slanting sun and snow do not return.

When the last broken sword with the name of not returning was removed from the box, the three-thousand-foot sword wall suddenly howled in anger.

There are waves crashing on the shore.

A huge wave of water crashed against the sword wall, and then was shattered by the icy cliff into countless droplets of water and splashed out in chaos.

Those water droplets were crystal clear, and after being scattered in the air, the cold and cold air condensed into tiny particles of ice. The large and small beads fell like broken hailstones, and the straight trajectory of their fall reflected the light, and it was countless swords.

There are windswept clouds.

The sword wall was at the top of the mountain, and the wind blew the grass low, flattening the entire peak, and a mess of debris danced in the wind, turning into countless sword intents.

There are ghosts crying wolves howling.

The golden cicada chirps, the jade tiger is angry, and the warbler cries are mixed together. The three broken swords screamed sadly, and for a while, between the heavens and the earth, the bottom of the river and the cliff, there were thousands of swords crying, and thousands of swords groaning.

Thirteen broken swords formed a sword domain enchantment around the three-thousand-foot sword wall, and all the swords within the line of sight within the enchantment above the sword wall were murderous swords.

Born without knowing the suffering of the world, the Great Joy Bodhisattva with a happy face was in the sword domain, suffering from a thousand swords.

He has his own vajra and does not destruct his body.

But when his King Kong body was fighting against Li Taibai, a chess and sword double-armor, outside Jiangdu City, he had already suffered a heavy blow. He couldn't remember how many swords he had suffered, if it weren't for the fact that he had a good body to support it, the Ten Days of Manifestation of Great Joy Bodhisattva would have been dismembered by Li Taibai and died outside the Jiangdu City.

The golden rays around the Bodhisattva of Great Joy, who were constantly piercing his body with the sword rays, gradually dimmed.

The broken sword could not hurt his body.

But countless broken swords are tirelessly drawn in the same place, and no matter how bad the body is, it can't bear the torment.

At one point, the golden light dimmed.

With a bang, a sword intent sliced through the robe. Then a very small scar appeared on the surface of the body, and red blood seeped out of the scar. Immediately after that, the second sword intent slashed through the skull beads on the neck, and seventeen skeletons were scattered.

The Great Joy Bodhisattva was about to defend and resist, the huge soles of his feet had just been raised, and he was only half a palm away from the ground, and King Kong's incorruptible body broke in an instant, and thousands of sword lights shot out, and an unimaginable number of sword marks appeared on his body.

A painful wail came from the top of the three-thousand-foot sword wall.

This mournful wail spread through the heavens and the earth.

Countless sword marks suddenly appeared on his body, and the bloodstained Great Joy Bodhisattva's terrifying qi completely poured out.

The qi at the peak of the Tribulation Realm was like a flood beast that instantly shattered the Nuoda Sword Domain with its unstoppable and domineering power, and the ripples of the terrifying waves gradually faded away.

So the waves crashed on the shore and splashed down, falling back into the tumbling river.

So the wind devastated the mess, whether it is flowers and trees or broken rocks falling one after another.

Then the sound of the sword became more and more dull, until finally the ears were unpleasant.

An Hongdou, who had thirteen stalks of the Imperial Sword, was surging with qi and blood, and he could no longer control those swords.

So thirteen broken swords flew around, or into the cliff of the sword wall, or fell into the raging Dujiangyan. Only the last broken sword named 'No Return Return' wandered blankly in the sky for a few circles before flying straight towards An Hongdou.

A look of pain appeared on her face, and the corners of An Hongdou's lips were bleeding.

Luo Changfeng, who had been quietly watching the sword, noticed that something was wrong, and he didn't have time to react, so he simply blocked An Hongdou in front of him with an arrow step.

Not more to Angelica.

The sword returned to Luo Changfeng's eyebrows.

Luo Changfeng suddenly froze in place, his eyes empty and dazed, as if he was out of his body. At the center of his eyebrows, a red mark gradually emerged, like a naturally closed vertical eye.

It was a subtle sword mark, a sword mark that would not return.

The Great Joy Bodhisattva with blood lines all over his body still showed joy, and his smile was a little weird.

The body was as big as a mountain, and there were countless sword marks, and blood kept spilling out. The color changed from crimson to orange-yellow, and finally it was simply golden blood smeared all over the body.

At first glance, the Great Joy Bodhisattva was covered with golden light in a blink of an eye. The divine and extraordinary golden light healed the sword marks visible to the naked eye at an incredible speed, and turned them back to their bodies.

An Hongdou, who was surging in qi and blood and almost fell, forcibly stabilized his body, the black sword box behind his back was empty, and his glassy eyes showed a sad look: "Can't you kill it?"

Confirming that the chess and sword double armor behind him, Li Taibai did not chase after him and was no longer cautious, and the Bodhisattva smiled: "It's time for this seat." ”

One foot slammed.

The crack created by the terrifying sword mark that had been horizontally cut by the Guanyun Sword more than a thousand feet deep spread again. The sound of the mountain exploding was endless, and the power of this kick directly caused the sword mark to spread to the base of the three-thousand-foot sword wall.

The sword wall blocks the waist and breaks the river. The roots that are not a little deep are naturally in the turbulent and rushing river. When Yu Wei touched the bottom of the river, the vast Dujiangyan was cut in half from the crack in the sword wall, and after an instant, the river water returned to its original state.

Although it was only a short moment to break the river, the strength of the Tribulation Realm displayed by this foot was beyond doubt. Because the half-thousand-foot sword wall where Luo Changfeng and An Hongdou were located was pouring backwards, and it was extremely terrifying to pour into the river.

An Hongdou realized that the matter was far beyond his control, if the thousand-foot sword wall under his feet fell into Dujiangyan, then the river would skyrocket in an instant, Dujiangyan would burst the embankment, and millions of people of the Dayan Empire downstream would be afraid that they would usher in a catastrophe.

Although in terms of position, the Nebula State and the Great Yan Empire are incompatible. But the people are innocent people after all, and being implicated in the troubled times and wars is a phenomenon that An Hongdou never wants to see.

Her slender arms grabbed Luo Changfeng's tiger waist and swept into the air, looking at the thousand-foot sword wall that had fallen under her feet, she felt a little remorse in her heart.

She wondered if she was really wrong.

Although he couldn't take the Jiangdu City guarded by Li Taibai, the consequences of the flooding of this Jiangyan were enough to cause heavy losses to the Dayan Empire.

The Bodhisattva of Great Joy, who had gained an unexpected harvest, reached out with a huge palm and pressed towards the void.

A huge palm appeared in the gloomy sky.

Palm pressed.

An Hongdou felt the infinite coercion around him, as if the spatial boundary walls were shattering one after another. Holding Luo Changfeng's tiger waist, she was extremely stubborn and unwilling to look up at the pressed palm print, thinking that she would never be able to escape from Wuzhi Mountain again?

The two of them were falling.

Below him is a thousand-foot sword wall that is about to sink into the river.

Luo Changfeng suddenly came back to his senses at this time, and his unusually bright eyes were filled with extremely terrifying vast sword intent.

When he woke up, he instead grabbed An Hongdou's soft and uncontrollable willow waist with one hand.

The latter looked shocked, with a hint of shame in his countenance.

An Hongdou's eyes turned to look at Luo Changfeng incredulously.

She saw Luo Changfeng smile slightly......

(End of chapter)

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