The fairy sword in his hand, invincible.

This is Xiao Yang's mentality at this moment, looking at everything, sweeping the world, and not afraid of the posture of the strong.

The sword light folded up, reflecting layers of sharp edges, like layers of ladders across the front, showing mysterious traces of the sword.

The fourth style of the wind sword, Xuan to the extreme.

Xiao Yang's tricks that he had an epiphany when he watched the baptism of the ladder of Luo Tianzun's throne...... Steady progress!

One step forward, like stepping on the blue sky.

The power of a sword has infinite power.

After Xiao Yang personally experienced the baptism of the Nine Heavenly Ladder, this move was even more sublimated. A sword burst out, as if the whole world was being dragged and trembled, and the surrounding trees and rocks shook again and again, and the word 'Xuan' was as unpredictable as a string of halos rippling in the water waves.

The two sides have fought fiercely to such an extent, and they have begun to gradually come up with the unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box. Master Xuankong's strength is by no means vain, he recited a powerful Buddhist mantra in his mouth, defused some of the attacks brought by Xiao Yang, and held the rosary in one hand, blooming with thousands of Buddha's light, shining on the earth.

More important is the Seven Treasures of Buddhism that he carries.

Tridacnus! Chalcedony! Crystal! Coral! Amber! Pearl! As well as musk!

The seven complemented each other, connecting with each other on the body of the Xuankong Master to form a powerful defensive formation, blocking most of the sword attacks.

Master Xuankong asked himself, with the Seven Treasures of Buddhism on his body, Xiao Yang didn't want to hurt himself in the slightest.

Including the move that Xiao Yang is using now, although the sword momentum is much more abrupt and fast than before, Master Xuankong still doesn't care.

The aura of ten thousand Buddhas flashed violently, and the jade-like palms waved to interpret the mystery of the Buddha's compassionate palm.

Attacking against attacking, Master Xuankong bombarded unscrupulously.

Sonor!

Without any deviation, the Thousand Phoenix Divine Sword in Xiao Yang's hand approached straight down and slashed at Amber, one of the Seven Treasures of Buddhism on Master Xuankong's body. Like all previous attacks, the sharp Thousand Phoenix Divine Sword instantly touched the defensive array on the Seven Treasures of the Buddha Gate, and a powerful rebound force was stimulated and shocked.

"Useless ......" Master Xuankong waved his palms, smiled slightly proudly, abruptly, but his face changed, "What? ”

"One weight." Xiao Yang's voice drank softly.

Xiao Yang's sword slashed, in addition to the original incomparably sharp force, it also showed another mysterious strength, this force of power to the control of the sword intent reached a subtle to the extreme, so that every inch of the sword blade instantly poured into the Seven Treasures Amber with the strongest attitude.

Although this force was not enough to pose a threat to his Seven Treasure defenses, this change still made Master Xuankong's heart skip a beat.

However, he didn't realize that this was just the beginning.

The fourth style of the wind sword, stepping into the sky, has been perfectly transformed after Xiao Yang personally experienced the baptism of the nine-fold ladder, every trace of change in this sword has been controlled by the most subtle, a sword falls, theoretically, a total of nine strengths can be derived!

Of course, Xiao Yang is not enough to fully exert the ninefold strength now, but he is confident that without the ninefold strength, he will definitely be able to break through the defense of the Xuankong master.

It's a long story, from Xiao Yang's sword momentum to the moment he inspires a lot of strength, it's just in a short moment.

It's a surprise hit!

"Double strength!"

Covered by the sword light, it danced impermeably, and the mysterious power shot straight out, and the sword danced in the sky.

Raise your sword and rush up to the double heaven.

Like a stormy wave of collision and slapping, the seven treasure light centered on amber on Master Xuankong's body became more and more luminous, which meant that Xiao Yang's sword intent had prompted Master Xuankong to stimulate the strongest power of the Seven Treasures Body Protection Array of the Buddha Gate.

The power of the sword continued to slap out, and the sharp tip of the sword drilled down like an awl, until it swore not to give up without cutting the amber body.

Triple!

Quadruple!

Fivefold!

The power of a sword seems to be endless.

This made Master Xuankong shocked at this moment, this kind of swordsmanship was beyond his cognition.

This is simply the nemesis of the Seven Treasures of Buddhism!

The Great Array of the Seven Treasures of Buddhism, with the body structure as the core and the Seven Treasures of Buddhism as the auxiliary, has formed a formation with almost no flaws. Except for the direct destruction with absolutely strong force, it is basically impossible to break the formation by any other means. Because the formation is in the human body, the person who breaks the formation naturally cannot be in the formation, and only attacks on the periphery, and cannot really understand and analyze it and then seek the eye of the formation to break the formation.

However, Xiao Yang's sword was heavy, and each of them seemed to have subtle to extreme control over the human body, and the heavy strength entered the body of Master Xuankong, and quickly surged in the direction of the Seven Treasures of Buddhism, making Master Xuankong faintly feel that his Seven Treasures Body Protection Formation had gradually been completely exposed to Xiao Yang's control.

"Sevenfold Strength!"

Xiao Yang's eyes were shining, and the sword momentum was suddenly pressed down again.

The strength of the seven paths was controlled by Xiao Yang's thoughts, and at this moment, the feeling of being baptized by the ladder of heaven in Xiao Yang's mind returned, and the large array of the Seven Treasure Protective Body in Master Xuankong's body was exposed to his mind as transparent for a moment, and layers of analysis were peeled off......

"Broken!"

The last pressure is the one that splits the momentum of Huashan.

Bang!

The amber of the Seven Treasures of Buddhism on Master Xuankong's body first cracked and shattered, and a powerful anti-shock force burst out, Xiao Yang's figure suddenly flew backwards for several meters, and at the same time, the other six treasures on Master Xuankong's body exploded in an instant.

Blood gushed out of his throat in an instant, and he coughed up blood.

"Western Heavenly Thunder Spell!"

The moment Master Xuankong's heart shook violently, he didn't sit still, and immediately chose the most powerful attack.

This is the secret mantra of Wutai Mountain, the spell is recited, and it is dark in an instant, lightning and thunder, and the thunder sound is forced to hit the sky, forming a purple character secret mantra, with the power of thunder and lightning, and it is strongly suppressed.

Through the sky and the earth, the mountains and the sea are overwhelming!

The power of the secret spell is so powerful that it has a tendency to tear apart a space.

From the Sunlight Bodhisattva Mantra to the current Western Heaven Thunder Mantra, Xiao Yang can be regarded as truly seeing the powerful power of the Buddha's mantra attack today, Master Xuankong is surrounded by purple thunder and lightning, crackling and exploding, and the qi of ten thousand Buddhas bursts out of his body without reservation.

"A Thousand Autumn Beauty!"

Xiao Yang did not hesitate to choose the strongest body method of 'Guifei Drunk', and his figure turned into two in an instant, two into four, and four into eight......

Whew!

Xiao Yang's phantom was all over the sky, and one after another purple light secret spell characters struck down, submerging into Xiao Yang's phantom, but he was never able to hit his true body.

"Whew!"

Master Xuankong's eyes widened with anger, and the one-character spell instantly turned into a hundred incarnations, and slammed down, at first glance, the volley of hundreds of lightning bolts slashed down at the same time, and the power was fierce.

Thundered!

In the sky, the blood-stained white-clothed phantom kept disappearing, and there was constantly showing.

Swish!

The brilliance of the Thousand Phoenix Divine Sword suddenly broke through the purple light and thunder and lightning, shining out.

The sword song is immediately rising!

The first sword technique is like the Nine Heavens Milky Way pouring down, unstoppable.

"Coming and going without a trace!"

The sword light has a shadow, the sword intent is gone, ethereal, if it is about to leave, it will reach the heart.

Shout!

A sword descends through the sky.

Sou!

Without the Seven Treasures Protector, Master Xuankong naturally didn't dare to take the big move anymore, and his figure retreated suddenly.

"Go and go with the current events."

The sword song and the thunder character collided in the air, snapping and resounding.

"Why bother with floating things?"

"It's just a dream."

Whew!

At this moment, everyone on the Ten Kings Peak of the entire Jiuhua Mountain was stunned.

His eyes froze, and his mouth opened wide to the extreme.

What do you see?

As powerful as the Xuankong Master, the Seven Treasures Body Protector Array on his body was broken, and now he used the Western Heaven Thunder Sound Mantra without transmitting the secret spell, and he was even forced to retreat again and again by the supreme young man in front of him, and it seemed that he had gradually become powerless.

I couldn't help but gasp.

This is the Sword Sect that has been missing for a hundred years?

Juvenile Supreme, terrifying!

"Hit the building and drink the wine, the sword song is easy to water!"

The shadow of the sword was heavy, and it broke through the defense of the Xuankong Master's chest.

"Buddha Prayer Beads!"

At this moment, Master Xuankong's face had changed greatly.

Hurriedly threw out the rosary in his hand, and the light of the emerald green rosary instantly bloomed, completely covering his deity.

Bang!

With the 'Buddha Prayer Bead', he blocked Xiao Yang's sword......

However, Master Xuankong's mind had not had time to relax, and Xiao Yang's indifferent voice had already sounded in his ears.

"Immortal Flame Fist, Second Style!"

Bang Bang Bang!

The shadow of the fist appears, and the demon god descends!

"All nations worship!"

Wow!

The burly demon god phantom stood tall and dozens of feet tall between heaven and earth, and the terrifying power seemed to be enough to crush everything in front of him, and even stepped through the highest peak of Jiuhua Mountain.

It is like the majesty of the gods and demons when they subjugated all races during the mythical period of the flood and famine.

As the fist wind swept down, Master Xuankong had already felt a hot stinging pain in his cheeks.

Immediately I was terrified.

An unstoppable punch!

Pedal Pedal Ped

Master Xuankong quickly retreated, but the shadow of the fist had arrived.

Repression!

"The secret of the Buddha's fate!"

Master Xuankong struggled to throw the Buddha Yuan Prayer Bead, and the brilliance of the Prayer Bead flashed again!

The powerful Buddha light spreads and folds away......

Crash!

The moment the Buddha's light and the Demon God's fist touched, it shattered.

Push all the way and slam into its chest.

Wow, blood spurted directly, and under the violent impact, Master Xuankong vomited several mouthfuls of blood, and his body flew out with heavy injuries, and fell to the ground on the hard stone slab.

Fail!

Rumble!

The power of the fist shadow swept forward, leaving a deep pit in the ground before it stopped.

The Ten Kings Peak shook for a while.

Master Xuankong raised his head with difficulty, his eyes were full of unwillingness, he looked at Xiao Yang in disbelief, half a sound, his chest shook, blood spurted out again, and his eyes fainted as soon as he turned black.

"Senior brother!"

"Master Xuankong!"

The loud exclamations rang out non-stop.

Master Xuantian rushed forward quickly, quickly leaned over to help Master Xuankong up, and gave him a healing pill.

At this moment, the entire Ten Kings Peak, in all directions, almost all eyes were facing forward, the blood-stained white-clothed figure.

The eyes can't hide the shock, and even, worship!

They never imagined that such a supreme young man would be able to defeat the Four Great Sacred Mountains in a row at the Dharma Conference, suppress them all the way, and be invincible!

Invincible!

"Sword Sect."

At this time, whether it was anyone who had heard it before or heard it for the first time, they all silently remembered these two words.

He means strong!

Don't be provoked!

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