"You're looking for death!"

Seeing Zhao Xiaoning rushing over, a cold light flashed in Emperor Jing's eyes, and he spread out his right hand, and a golden long hammer appeared in his hand, exuding a brilliant golden light, illuminating the dark night sky.

"This is the legendary God Butcher?"

An old man exclaimed.

The other ninth-level immortal emperors were also stunned, the God Slaughter Sect was definitely a legendary existence, don't look at this thing, it was not as sharp as a sword, but it was extremely powerful.

"According to legend, the God Butcher Gong has long disappeared, how can it be in the hands of Emperor Jing? Could it be that this is his fate?"

"Hey! Zhao Xiaoning's strength is terrifying, but Emperor Jing is the number one immortal emperor in the fairy world, and now he is holding the God Slaughter Sword, he doesn't have to think about it to know that he will definitely be able to kill the Quartet, Zhao Xiaoning is estimated to be a fiasco this time!"

Whether it's cultivation or the disparity in equipment, one is in the sky and the other is in the Nine Shadows, isn't it a rank at all?

The God Butcher turned into a golden light and smashed it at Zhao Xiaoning.

Airplanes!

A sound like a bell rang in Zhao Xiaoning's body, and the next moment the young man was like a meteor falling outside the sky, drawing an arc in the air, and then fiercely slammed into a certain mountain.

In front of Emperor Jing, I don't think Zhao Xiaoning can survive, this time he will definitely die. Emperor Yan laughed, he didn't dare to breathe before, for fear that Zhao Xiaoning would find trouble with him after defeating Emperor Jing. But now he is full of confidence, because he doesn't believe that Zhao Xiaoning can survive.

Everyone else also showed a relaxed smile, someone can finally clean up this guy Zhao Xiaoning! Such an arrogant guy shouldn't be alive, someone should kill him!

"Yanshui, your words are a bit much!"

Before Emperor Yan's voice disappeared, Zhao Xiaoning rose to the sky, only to see that his body was blooming with golden Buddha light, like an ancient Buddha descending, giving people a holy breath. Looking at his body again, let alone the wounds, there is not even a single mark.

Seeing this picture, everyone felt their hearts twitch violently, as if an invisible big hand was holding their hearts, almost suffocating.

"Huh?"

Emperor Jing's calm face also showed a hint of surprise, although he knew that Zhao Xiaoning's strength was very strong, but he didn't expect to be able to withstand the attack of Tu Shengong, although this divine weapon has not been completely refined, but it is a serious divine weapon!

"You know what I said before, right? I said I'm going to convince you. Zhao Xiaoning was suspended in mid-air, although he had received a blow from Emperor Jing just now, but that attack was nothing to him, at most it was a little chaotic, and it didn't affect his performance.

"It can't be. ”

Emperor Jing let out a low snort, holding the God Slaughter Hammer and rushing towards Zhao Xiaoning, so fast that many people with low cultivation could not see clearly.

Zhao Xiaoning's eyes were indifferent, and he saw him clasping his palms together like a monk, and he even recited the Buddha's name in his mouth: "Amitabha!"

Burst!

The crowd was on the verge of vomiting blood.

You're a cultivator, the so-called two schools of Buddhism and Taoism, why are you reciting the Buddha's name? Is this a temporary cramming of Buddha's feet?

But just when everyone didn't react, Zhao Xiaoning made a move, and for the first time he used the ability he had gained in Mount Emei for more than two months, he saw him raise his right hand and slap it forward simply and rudely. And the moment he raised his palm, a golden Buddha's hand appeared in mid-air, it seemed to appear in the land of bliss on the other side of the starry sky, giving people an indescribable shock.

After more than two months of retreat in Mount Emei, Zhao Xiaoning not only became extremely tough in his body, but he even gained some insights, because there were some moves to retreat from the enemy in the Buddha's light.

For example, this trick Big Buddha hand.

"Oh my God, what's going on? He's just a cultivator, how can he use the methods of Buddhism?"

"Is this the legendary dual cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism?"

"Wouldn't it be a bit corny to describe my mood as incredible?"

"The realm limits my imagination. ”

At this moment, everyone was shocked, Buddhism and Taoism were originally two families, but who would have thought that Zhao Xiaoning, a cultivator, would be able to use the methods of Buddhism? Even if they saw it with their own eyes, they also had a somewhat unrealistic feeling, which subverted their cognition.

Not to mention others, even Emperor Jing's eyes revealed an incredible gaze. Zhao Xiaoning doubled his means, and surprised him again and again.

Before he could react, a golden Buddha's hand appeared above him, this was a Buddha's hand that exuded a holy aura, but it gave Emperor Jing a devastating momentum.

Without thinking too much, Emperor Jing raised the God Slaughter Weapon in his hand, vainly wanting to use it to resist Zhao Xiaoning's moves.

But.

In front of the golden Buddha's hand, he couldn't release the immortal qi in his body at all.

Burst!

Emperor Jing was like a bird that had been killed with a gun, falling directly into the air and falling to the ground.

This picture is like an imprint, deeply imprinted in the softest place in everyone's heart, and it will never be forgotten.

"It's impossible for this Immortal Emperor to be defeated by one of your ants, it's absolutely impossible!"

On the ground, Emperor Jing let out an angry roar, and his whole body was in sharp pain, and he was extremely embarrassed.

"Then hit you until you are convinced!" Zhao Xiaoning snorted coldly, raised his right hand, and suppressed it again.

This time, Emperor Jing was already ready, seeing Zhao Xiaoning use the Big Buddha Hand, Emperor Jing disappeared on the spot, appeared behind Zhao Xiaoning, like playing baseball, holding Tu Shenjian, aiming at Zhao Xiaoning's head, and slammed it over.

Emperor Jing's speed and attack were extremely powerful, but Zhao Xiaoning did not move at all, allowing Tu Shenjian to fall behind the back of his head.

Buzz Buzz!

The rapid impact sound was like a big bell being rung by someone, and the sound echoed in the heavens and the earth over and over again, echoing in the hearts of all people.

In an instant, Emperor Jing had already sent out hundreds of attacks, but Zhao Xiaoning had not changed from beginning to end.

Attacking with all his might hundreds of times, this made Emperor Jing sweat all over his body and panting.

"Is this your method?" Zhao Xiaoning turned around slowly, his tone indifferent. His expression and tone were very flat, but everyone heard deep disdain in his words, before he might have thought that he was pretending, but now everyone knows that Zhao Xiaoning has the ability to be proud.

Although his realm is very low, even Emperor Jing can't hurt him in the slightest!

Emperor Jing wanted to cry, what the hell is this monster, it's obviously a cultivation at the peak of the Mahayana period, but he can't kill him no matter what.

It's so devastating.

"If this is your attack, then you can eat my strongest blow!" Zhao Xiaoning pinched out golden light with both hands.

Hearing this, everyone snorted in unison, the strongest blow? Aren't you strong enough before?

Yaya, how strong is your strongest blow, is it within the reach of our hearts?