422 Heroes Twilight

"The Sword God is born!"

Zuo Xiaolong's palm pressed down, and a huge sword more than ten meters long suddenly appeared in the sky, slashing down directly towards Qin Chuan!

And Qin Chuan's left and right were sealed by sword qi, leaving him with nowhere to hide!

"Is this how you Wudang greet?"

Qin Chuan didn't care, but asked with a smile.

"Yes, this is my enthusiasm in Wudang Mountain, you have to pick it up!"

Zuo Xiaolong said, letting the giant sword directly press down!

"King Ming's big mudra!"

Qin Chuan raised his head and directly punched a big handprint in the air!

The black Daming King appeared in the air and slapped it directly!

"Boom!"

The palm of the Great Ming King slammed into the huge sword body, causing the falling sword body to suddenly slow down.

The two of them are once again caught in a competition of internal forces!

Zuo Xiaolong controlled the giant sword, Qin Chuan released the giant palm, and the two of them were at a stalemate!

"Good chance!"

The little boy's eyes lit up, he flicked his fan, and the three bone needles hit the two people directly.

At this time, the strength of the two people's whole body was competing, and they had no time to care about anything else.

But at this moment, Miao E's figure appeared in front of the bone needles, and with a wave of his hand, he directly slapped off the three bone needles.

"Donor, that's not quite right."

Miao Er clasped her hands together and muttered, "The battle between the two of them shouldn't be disturbed. ”

"You great monk, why are you so boring!"

The little boy pouted, "Wouldn't it be interesting if the two of them died like this?" ”

"Amitabha...... Sin, sin ......"

"If you block this son again, you can only go to hell first!"

The little boy said, stretched out his hands, and threw out a row of black lines, wrapped around his body.

"Forced puppetry."

A smile hung on the corner of the little boy's mouth, "After using this trick, my strength can be forcibly improved!" I can force others to improve their strength, and naturally I can also force myself to improve. Master Miao'e, if you don't dodge it, you're going to die. ”

The little boy said, stretched out his hand, and directly threw out three flying needles, connecting the three silk threads.

His flying needle was as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of Mya.

Miao E stretched out his hand and patted it, but he didn't expect that the flying needle was not slapped open, but inserted into Miao E's palm.

"It's all said, it's dangerous now."

The little boy smiled proudly, "You still want to stop my son's flying needle, you really think too much." ”

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Miao'e's eyes burst with fine light, and the silver needle on his palm was directly shocked out!

"I didn't expect Master Miao Er to be old, not to live at home for a long time, sitting and waiting for death, but to come here to suffer, why bother?"

"Although he has taken refuge in Buddhism, he still has mundane things in his heart."

Miao Er smiled, "If the heart is not quiet, how can you become a Buddha?" ”

"In that case, then let me personally send you to Buddhahood!"

The little boy said, turned around directly, and the whole person jumped into the air, and then took off his hand and threw out hundreds of black silk threads!

These black silk threads were connected to silver needles, like spider webs, densely packed, flying towards Miao'e.

Miao E stood there, not moving at all, but put on a posture of a gloomy dantian, and then roared!

A wave of qi erupted directly, and all the silk threads that flew over were scattered and scattered aside.

"What a strong internal force."

Xiao Gongzi couldn't help but praise, although Master Miao Er is now his enemy, but his vast and majestic true qi really makes people can't help but applaud.

is obviously an old man who is about to hang and beat, and now he can still have such strength, he is really not a mortal.

It's a pity that people can't escape from birth, old age, sickness and death. Even if the strength of this Miao'e master is high, he must obediently go into the ground for peace!

I'm in the prime of life, and I can't beat an old man, so I can't say it.

"Hades puppet."

The little boy threw out the silk thread in his hand, twisted it in front of him, and soon became a huge black puppet, more than four meters high, standing in front of Miao Er.

"This is a puppet woven by Ben Gongzi, see how you resist!"

As he spoke, several black lines flew out of the puppet's body, wrapping around the blade next to it.

These blades were swung a few times like the sharp claws of a puppet.

"Brush!"

There was a piercing sound of breaking the air, and a pillar next to it was directly cut into two pieces and slowly slid down.

"Do you see the power of my puppet?"

The little boy smiled strangely, as if he had won the battle.

"See."

Miao Er didn't care about the tone of the little boy, and nodded sincerely, "The donor's skills are really profound, and the moves are also very peculiar, which is admirable." ”

"Hehe, that's it, this son is the master of the underworld!"

The little boy said triumphantly, "This time the martial arts alliance leader, my underworld is bound to win, bald donkey, since you are not interested in the alliance leader, why stop me?" ”

"Amitabha, there are good and evil in this world, and the old man is somewhat eccentric, and he doesn't want the wicked to get the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance."

"Am I a wicked person? No, no, bald donkey, you're mistaken, my little boy is the biggest good guy. ”

"How so?"

Miao Er asked.

"Because in this world, people are pests."

The little boy said, "Isn't it good that I help get rid of the pests?" Even the Buddha should be grateful to me. ”

"Amitabha, the donor's heart has been distorted."

Miao Er sighed and said, "Donor, why don't you come to my Shaolin Temple, eat fasting and chant Buddha every day, and temper your heart, how about it?" ”

"Not interested."

The little boy waved his hand, "This boy is only interested in killing!" ”

"Sin...... Sin ......"

"Where is all this nonsense, this son is going to kill you!"

As the little boy spoke, the black silk thread in his hand flicked directly, and he controlled the huge puppet to attack Master Miao'e.

Although this silk puppet has a huge body, its movements are very flexible, and the blade is like a sharp claw, and it has already arrived in front of Master Miao'e! Master Miao Er stood there, stretched out his hand directly, and grabbed the blades with both hands.

"Dang!"

The blade slammed into it, and Mya'e's hand didn't move, like steel.

"Shaolin's golden bell jar is really good."

The little boy nodded, "However, it's still far from it." ”

As he spoke, the little boy's silk puppet writhed, and his hands kept hitting Miao'e.

"Dangdang!"

Miao Er kept raising her arms to fend off the puppet's attacks.

The golden bell jar strengthens Myo'e's defenses, allowing him to fight the giant puppet with his physical body.

"Broken!"

Miao Er suddenly stretched out his hands, then put his hands together and slapped them together!

"Poof!"

A huge wave of gold rushed out and crashed into the puppet's body.

The puppet took a step back, and Miao Er continued to step forward, punching the puppet repeatedly.

Although it is a silk thread and its body is super soft, under the attack of Miao Er, the body of this puppet was defeated and retreated, it is clear that Miao Er's internal strength is too strong, and even the silk thread can collapse in shock!

"Demon Dragon!"

Xiao Gongzi's fingers moved, and the puppet's right hand directly turned into a black dragon, and then turned his head and pressed it, attacking Miao Er.

"Rohan hits the bell!"

Miao Er stepped on his feet and pushed out with both fists!

"Boom!"

The black-threaded dragon was knocked out and bent out, slamming into the side.

The statue on one side was directly penetrated by the black dragon and hit the other side, which shows the terrifying power of this power!

But several more black threads unconsciously wrapped around Miao Er's body, strangling his muscles.

"Broken Soul!"

The little boy's fingers tightened, and those black lines actually strangled into Miao E's steel muscles, strangling bloodshots!

"Master Miao'e, you're old."

The little boy said, "If you don't retreat, these black lines will break your bones!" ”

"There's nothing else to the old man, it's just that the bones are a little hard."

Master Miao Er said, a golden light appeared in his eyes, and then he shook his whole body, as if he wanted to break these black silk threads.

"Don't think about it, you keep getting it."

Xiao Gongzi said, "Although you are indeed very masculine, but the black line of this son is to overcome rigidity with softness, no matter how strong your strength is, it is useless." ”

"It's hard to say."

A layer of golden light erupted from Master Miao'er's body, and the whole person was like an Arhat in the world, stubbornly resisting the little boy's silk attack!

"Puppet!"

The entire puppet was scattered, and then all wrapped around Master Miao'er's body! Master Miao Er's whole person is like wearing a black woolen coat!

"Bald donkey, since you have to send you to death, then don't blame me for being unkind. Black and red mourning clothes! ”

This dress was wrapped around Miao Er's body as if it were going to kill him, sealing his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, so that he could not hear, see, or breathe!

And the clothes were still slowly tightening, and the skin on Miao E's body was strangled with large patches of blood, which seeped into the outside, staining the black lines red.

"Go see the Buddha, bald donkey!"

The little boy laughed, and seemed to have won the battle.

"Om!"

At this moment, a loud shout rang out!

Look at the body of the master of Miao'e again, a circle of dazzling golden light erupted!

The black and red mourning clothes were slowly stretched open, and finally they were torn apart with a bang!

Master Miao Er was covered in blood and stood there proudly.

His whole person was like an arhat in the world, clenched into his fists and tucked around his waist.

"Ah! Full! Declivity! Buddha! ”

With a loud roar, his fists pushed out from his waist.

"Descend the dragon and subdue the tiger!"

A golden shockwave erupted from Master Miao'e's hand and hit the little boy directly.

The little boy was taken aback, and he hurriedly waved in front of him, and countless black silk threads were woven into a thick net, trying to stop the shockwave.

But the golden shock wave was unstoppable, directly shattering the black net, and then falling on the little boy's body.

"Ahhh

The little boy screamed a few times, flew out more than 100 meters directly, and finally crashed into a large hall on Mount Emei and passed out.

"Good...... Good ......"

Master Miao Er stood there with his hands folded, slowly closing his eyes.