If it was Wu Yong before stepping into the immortal world, he might still have some scruples.

But not long after Wu Yong stepped into the immortal realm, he had already stepped into the Jindan Extreme Realm, and he was not afraid of ordinary Yuan Ying at all.

Wu Yong sneered, what kind of transformation thousand sword technique, I don't want to use it at all.

On the earth, Wu Yong used the Chaos Divine Palm the most, but when he came to the fairy world, in order to prevent others from seeing the Chaos Divine Palm that had never appeared, they felt strange, but they would pay attention to Wu Yong, and Wu Yong avoided such a situation, so he didn't use it.

But now, there was no one else present, only Master Pure Heart.

Wu Yong is completely relieved at this moment.

As soon as you make a move, you will know if there is one.

Wu Yong slapped out a palm, and in the void, a huge spiritual power palm was instantly formed, and it suddenly slapped on the roaring Sanskrit sound storm.

Seeing Wu Yong's strange move, Master Qingxin was slightly stunned, she couldn't figure out what Wu Yong was all about, he was an extremely genius sword cultivator for a while, but at this time, he used his palm technique, what is the origin of this person, Master Qingxin's heart was full of doubts.

However, in the next second, Master Qingxin looked at him in shock, only to see a huge Sanskrit sound storm, and Yuan Ying's full force was smashed by the Jindan kid in front of him with a palm!

You must know that the power of this Sanskrit sound storm is ten times, or even a hundred times, that of her proud disciple Miao Xi's full force.

Even such a powerful killing move was shattered by this kid in front of him, which really made Master Qingxin completely unexpected.

"You kid, you're really weird!"

Master Qingxin stared at Wu Yong quietly, and said in a deep voice, a wooden fish appeared in his hand, and with a light knock, bursts of golden ripples instantly erupted on the wooden fish, like a continuous tide, with a large number of Sanskrit runes, rushing towards Wu Yong.

It's a ripple attack again, and it's a Sanskrit storm again, a double-sided attack.

However, Wu Yong had no sorrow or joy, and slapped it with one palm, instantly scattering part of the Sanskrit sound storm!

"Good!"

Qingxin Shitai's offensive is very powerful, Wu Yong used the Chaos Divine Palm to fight equally, very refreshing, Wu Yong came to the immortal realm, he has never tried such a refreshing battle!

Qingxin Master is not like those Jindan periods, in Wu Yong's eyes, it is an existence that can be crushed with any finger.

In Wu Yong's eyes, if you want to deal with Master Qingxin, if you break the trick with strength, you still have to spend a little effort.

"Eat me again!"

Wu Yong laughed loudly, and his palms were pushed out at the same time, and two huge spiritual power palms suddenly appeared in the void in front of Wu Yong, and they were pressed down violently, like the Buddha's five-fingered mountain.

The Qingxin Master in front couldn't help but turn pale when he looked at it, and muttered, "What kind of monster is this!"

Master Qingxin saw Wu Yong's palms in unison, shattering the Sanskrit sound storm around him, and even the ripples from the magic weapon wooden fish were blocked by this strange spiritual power palm, and he couldn't help but be horrified.

"I'm absolutely not mistaken, you are a monk of the Jindan period, how can a monk of the Jindan period have such terrifying strength, what kind of Taoist are you?!"

Qingxin Shitai was horrified at this time, Wu Yong's Jindan period showed a terrifying appearance beyond Yuanying's strength, and Qingxin Shitai had only one thought in his heart.

That is Wu Yong, who must be a certain big sect, or even a super sect, the Taoist of the Hidden World Sect.

Only Jin Dan Daozi can be able to suppress Yuan Ying!

Moreover, if the young man in front of him was really a Daoist of a certain great sect, Master Qingxin would not be able to hurt him in the slightest.

Daozi represents the face of the big sect, Master Qingxin is just the law enforcement elder of Xuanyue Nunnery, if he really provokes any Daozi, when the time comes, the big sect behind Daozi Super Sect will come to the door, and Master Qingxin is afraid that he will be sacrificed by Xuanyue Nunnery to be able to calm the big forces behind Daozi.

"But his swordsmanship is so exquisite, if it is really a Daozi, in addition to the Phantom Sword Sect, it must also be the Daozi of the other three super sects, all of which we Xuanyue Nunnery cannot afford to provoke. ”

"But his flying sword technique is really like the secret sword technique of the Phantom Sword Sect, the illusion of a thousand sword techniques. ”

"Could it be that this Daozi killed which inner disciple of the Phantom Sword Sect, and then obtained the Transfiguration Thousand Sword Technique?"

Master Qingxin's heart turned sharply, and he analyzed many possibilities, the biggest possibility was that the young man in front of him was a Taoist son of a hostile sect.

"Whether it's or not, at this time, I have only two choices: running away and killing......"

Facing Jindan Daozi, even if the Qingxin Master is a strong Yuanying, he does not dare to defeat lightly, and must go all out.

Master Qingxin's eyes froze, looked at Wu Yong, and said in a deep voice: "Kill!"

Saying that, behind Master Qingxin, a majestic Guanyin phantom suddenly appeared!

This is the primordial infant dharma of the pure heart master!

As soon as the Fa Xiang came out, it proved that the Pure Heart Master was going to exert all his strength.

The peaks present were all crushed by the Yuanying breath, and the ground cracked, cracking a huge gap.

And the speed of the recitation of the scriptures in the mouth of the Qingxin Master suddenly accelerated, and one hand was one, and the other hand was beating the wooden fish, and the new huge Sanskrit sound storm was twice as powerful as before, sweeping towards Wu Yong.

At the same time, bursts of Sanskrit ripples began to attack Wu Yong's divine sense!

This is a double attack of the soul and the body.

Wu Yong saw the Guanyin phantom behind Master Qingxin, and suddenly his eyes were full of battle intent, and two palms were sent out in a row, and the huge spiritual power palm bombarded the golden Sanskrit sound storm, blocking the sweep of the Sanskrit sound storm.

However, the interference ripples floating out of the wooden fish had already entered Wu Yong's mind and began to attack Wu Yong's divine sense.

In Wu Yong's divine consciousness, bursts of chanting of Buddhist scriptures suddenly sounded, and the strength of Master Qingxin was ten or even a hundred times stronger than Miaoxi, who was only a golden pill now.

Wu Yong instantly felt the feeling of falling asleep, swept over.

However, Wu Yong sneered, and Wu Yong, who was surrounded by the storm, shattered violently and turned into a broken long sword, which was completely crushed into powder by the Sanskrit sound storm.

"Hidden swordsmanship?!"

Seeing that Wu Yong in the Sanskrit sound storm suddenly turned into a long sword, Master Qingxin's eyes suddenly widened, his body suddenly turned behind him, and he slapped out with a palm, just as Wu Yong appeared behind him and was slapped with a palm!

Master Qingxin showed a smug look and said with a cold smile, "I already guessed that you would appear behind me. ”

However, in the next moment, a tiny scar suddenly appeared in the palm of Master Qingxin's hand, and Wu Yong, who suddenly appeared behind Master Qingxin, suddenly turned into a long sword.

This ordinary-quality long sword was slapped by Master Qingxin and shattered with a snap, while Master Pure Heart's palm was injured.

"Hidden Sword Technique again?" Pure Heart Master Tai immediately frowned.

And at this time, Master Qingxin looked up and saw that in the void, hundreds of sharp swords, emitting dazzling white light, shot out at him.

And Wu Yong's figure has disappeared!

"Where do you get so many swords!"

Master Qingxin scolded angrily, completely losing his previous calm appearance, his hands were suddenly closed, and the Sanskrit sound storm in front of him was instantly sucked back, forming a protective cover of golden Sanskrit sound on Qingxin Shitai's body.

Bang Bang Bang!!

Hundreds of long swords shot out at the same time towards the Pure Heart Master.

Fortunately, they were all ordinary-quality magic weapons, which were blocked by the Sanskrit sound protective shield on Master Qingxin's body.

Although he didn't know where Wu Yong was, Master Qingxin still sneered and said, "There is no way for ordinary magic weapons to hurt me at all......"

A look of contempt flashed in Master Qingxin's eyes, but at this moment, one of the fallen swords turned into Wu Yong with a snap.

"Really?" Wu Yong's eyes showed a playful look, and Master Qingxin's expression suddenly stiffened, and his heart snorted.

I saw a weak little hand, ignoring the golden Sanskrit sound protective cover, and directly passed through it, grabbing the back of the Qingxin Master's neck.

There was a crisp click.

Wu Yong directly twisted the neck of Master Qingxin, and at the same time stabbed out with a sword.

This sword is not an ordinary-quality magic weapon sword, but a sword of the god of thunder that has been promoted to a top-level magic weapon.

A thunderstorm exploded between heaven and earth, and a burst of smoke and rain was hazy, as if mourning the death of Master Qingxin.

The Black Thunder Sword in Wu Yong's hand cut into the golden Sanskrit sound protective cover, like a sharp blade cutting into butter, and suddenly submerged into it.

Wu Yong's wrist twisted, the eyes of Master Qingxin's fallen head widened, and his whole body was instantly cut into pieces by the Sword of Thor, and blood was sprinkled on Baolong Mountain!