The golden light Buddha mantra filled the entire plane space, the mysterious and mysterious characters flashed with strange brilliance, and the power of the daylight bodhisattva mantra was exerted to the extreme in the hands of Master Qingfeng, at first glance, that wave of golden light seemed to swallow up all the evil things in the world.

At the same time, everyone in the distance was also clearly visible, in the center covered by golden light, a thousand phoenix divine sword with a shimmering divine light, broke through the air, and burst out with the sound of phoenix roaring, and the posture of the king showed the air.

"Thousand Phoenix Sword Array!"

The Thousand Phoenix Divine Sword is facing the spells of the Buddhas.

Sharp!

A burst of extremely sharp sword qi descended on the world with an incomparably domineering aura.

Followed by......

Swish!

Swish! Swish!

The sword soared into the sky, as if it was invincible.

"What a strong sword intent."

"God, can you fight back in this situation?"

"Is the Sunlight Bodhisattva Mantra about to be broken?"

Everyone seemed to have this unbelievable thought in their hearts in an instant, because the edge brought by the thousand swords was too sharp.

"Slash!"

The sound permeated the heavens and the earth, and a thousand divine swords shook violently at the same time, and the light was magnificent, and they slashed down into the air.

The arc of the thousand sword lights pressed down.

The blazing light instantly dazzled to a limit, and almost everyone subconsciously closed their eyes and stretched out their arms to cover them.

In my ears, there was a rumbling sound.

The golden light formed by the Buddha's spells in the sky was shattered and shattered to the ground.

Burst!

A large mouthful of blood gushed out from the mouth of Master Qingfeng, who was sitting cross-legged in mid-air, and the image of the Buddha he was carrying disappeared without a trace in an instant, and his body fell to the ground as if he had suffered a heavy blow, his face instantly aged as if he was dozens of years old, and blood overflowed the corners of his mouth.

"Master!"

After the people in Emeishan reacted, they all exclaimed, and hurriedly rushed forward to help Master Qingfeng up. At the same time, his eyes looked ahead in horror and jealousy, a thousand swords were united, and they fell back into the hands of the blood-stained white clothes, the white clothes' faces were still as cold as snow, after a cold glance at Master Qingfeng, his eyes had already turned to Master Xuankong's body, and the cold light on the tip of the sword flashed, "No one in Jiuhua Mountain can stop me Xiao Yang today." Maybe...... You're still eligible to give it a try. ”

Absolute arrogance! Assertive!

Especially after severely invading Master Qingfeng of Mount Emei, Xiao Yang no longer even took Master Molun of Putuo Mountain, who was at the same level as Master Qingfeng, in his eyes, although Master Molun's strength was probably stronger than Master Qingfeng. Xiao Yang didn't want to waste any more time, although his injury was no longer life-threatening, Xiao Yang still wanted to heal him as soon as possible.

These obstructionist guys must be solved as quickly as possible.

As soon as Xiao Yang's voice fell, Master Molun of Putuo Mountain suddenly became angry, his eyes widened, his beard was open, and he snorted, and then his eyes quickly closed, his lips squirmed rapidly, and a mysterious spell came out of his mouth, and the object of the spell attack was naturally Xiao Yang in front.

Buddha Gate Meditation Mantra!

The primary meditation mantra has the effect of washing the soul and calming the mind with peace of mind, however, Master Molun has no intention of washing Xiao Yang's soul, what he wants is to deprive Xiao Yang of his soul!

The meditation mantra cast by Master Moron is extremely powerful, and it can completely eliminate the mind until it ...... Let the heart stop beating.

Xiao Yang's unbridled words completely made Master Molun angry, and he did not hesitate to move his murderous intent.

There is another reason, Master Molun must take down Xiao Yang's uniform before Master Xuankong makes a move, so that he can get the [Bodhisattva Virgin Sutra] from the hands of Monk Wulao.

The strange spell is like the wind, and it is impossible to guard against.

At this moment, even the Taiji King who was hiding in the shadows couldn't help but secretly exclaim, 'Oops', when he saw this scene!

He didn't want to watch Xiao Yang fall, Xiao Yang's peerless acupuncture and moxibustion skills that he had just performed in the main hall had completely conquered the Tai Chi King.

However, the figure of the Tai Chi King only moved slightly, and then he was stubbornly suppressed, and his mouth was open and he looked straight ahead......

The blood-stained white clothes slammed to one side of his face, and an invisible energy crushed him, and the power of the meditation mantra disappeared without a trace like paper paste, like an autumn wind sweeping away leaves.

Even Master Moron himself didn't have time to react before he felt a sudden shock in his chest.

Sou!

The speed is like a ghost, the momentum is like a demon god, and in the blink of an eye, Xiao Yang's figure has descended in front of Master Molun.

"Immortal Nine Styles, Jade Emperor Tianwei!"

Rumble!

The palm print landed firmly on Master Moron's chest.

The terrifying power like a flood and the lack of embankments will destroy the internal organs towards Master Morun in an instant, and he spurted several mouthfuls of blood, fell to the ground and struggled a few times, his eyes turned black, and he was directly hit and unconscious.

The three holy mountains, the two leading monks, were successively injured in the hands of Xiao Yang.

At this moment, on the huge Ten Kings Peak of Jiuhua Mountain, all eyes were stunned.

They thought that Master Molun might not be Xiao Yang's opponent, but they never imagined that he would be defeated so neatly that he seemed to have no power to fight back.

"You obviously don't have the aura of a fairy spirit on your body yet!" Master Xuankong couldn't hide the shock in his eyes, he really couldn't believe that a young man who hadn't survived the 'Little Immortal Tribulation' actually had the ability to easily hit a half-step Buddha, even if it was just an ordinary half-step Buddha!

At this moment, Master Xuankong's eyes involuntarily revealed a look of jealousy, although his strength was better than that of Qingfeng and Molun, and he had recently occasionally broken through and barely reached the ranks of first-class half-step Buddhas, which was equivalent to the early stage of the Seven Tribulations of Heart Thunder! However, seeing that Xiao Yang easily defeated Mo Lun and the others like chopping melons and vegetables, Master Xuankong had to look vigilant and solemn.

At this point, the opponent in front of him has no reason to despise him.

Not to mention Master Xuankong, even Xiao Yang himself was pleasantly surprised!

He couldn't imagine that his strength would be able to reach such a height, and Xiao Yang could faintly feel that he still had enough strength to spare!

The perception of the second path [the way of painting], the forging of Chiyou's refining body, the inheritance of the strongest sword immortal, and the baptism of the ninefold ladder......

The final result will be what a terrifying and powerful supreme will be born!

"It's your turn." Xiao Yang slowly looked sideways at Master Xuankong.

Master Xuankong's head shook slightly, half loudly, exhaled softly and deeply, and said in a deep voice, "Young man, do you know the consequences of doing this? After a pause, looking at Xiao Yang with a cold face, Master Xuankong then said in a loud voice, "We represent the most noble existence of Yanhuang Buddhism!" You offended the Four Great Sacred Mountains in one breath today, and in the future, no matter how strong your master is, there will be endless troubles! ”

Xiao Yang's eyes glanced at Master Xuankong indifferently, "Is this a threat, or a warning?" ”

"That's advice!"

Master Xuankong felt a little hairy when he was stared at by Xiao Yang's eyes as cold as ice cubes, and said in a deep voice, "You are here to be a monk, even if you have a lot of hatred and anger, you should vent it, as long as you leave now, the poor monk promises that Wutai Mountain will not be your enemy." ”

In the face of this terrifying young supreme who was born out of nowhere, Master Xuankong chose the most conservative approach after all, and now the two holy mountains have been damaged, as long as Xiao Yang leaves, Monk Wulao will fall into his own hands, and he is not afraid that he will not get the [Bodhisattva Virgin Sutra]!

Wutai Mountain is the first of the four holy mountains, and Master Xuankong believes that Xiao Yang has no reason to refuse.

If Xiao Yang knew that the Dao [Bodhisattva Virgin Sutra] was still in the hands of the monk, he might be willing to take a step back and watch them fight between the holy mountains. However, now that the monk is unconscious, he also suspects that the [Bodhisattva Virgin Sutra] has fallen into the hands of the monk Wulao.

Therefore, no one wants to save the monk Wulao in his hands!

Even if the entire Buddhist sect is powerhoused, it has come.

The Thousand Phoenix Divine Sword in Xiao Yang's hand was slowly raised, pointing at Master Xuankong, which already explained his attitude.

Master Xuankong's eyes flashed with anger.

Toast without eating and eating penalty wine!

As a high-ranking monk of Jiuhua Holy Mountain, he is willing to put down his body to educate the son in front of him, which can be regarded as his great Buddha's fate, but as everyone knows, he directly ignores his own words.

Ignore the Buddha!

Definitely a great sin!

"Well, in that case, the poor monk will punish you." Master Xuankong was dressed in a robe, and stepped forward with an arrow, and in an instant, his palms seemed to become jade and transparent, containing Buddha light.

The aura of ten thousand Buddhas is entwined like smoke, and the fierce momentum is difficult to stop its edge.

"Buddha Gate Compassion Palm."

The palm of the palm is like a place containing heaven and earth, and the qi of ten thousand Buddhas is staggered and horizontal, enveloping all directions, and each palm shadow is extremely transparent.

The palm of mercy, the meaning of mercy in the palm of the wind, is to help people rush to the Yellow Spring safely.

Send people to death!

This is also a type of universal sentient beings.

The fierce momentum suppressed down, suppressing Xiao Yang's edge for a while, compared to Qingfeng Molun, the strength of Master Xuankong was indeed more than superior.

Xiao Yang's footsteps were swaying, his steps were light and delicate, and suddenly a sword slanted out.

Break the momentum quickly!

The first style of the wind sword, a flash like lightning!

Shout!

At a speed like lightning slashing through the sky, the sword light in Xiao Yang's hand descended in front of the Xuankong Master in the blink of an eye.

Sonor!

A sound of light broke out!

"The Seven Treasures of Buddhism!"

Master Xuankong's arms shook violently, sending Xiao Yang flying into the air.

Difficult opponents!

Xiao Yang did not hesitate, he was in mid-air, and the sword light crossed several graceful arcs, with a deadly look.

Excalibur is like snow!

The sky seemed to be covered with snowflakes, and the sword qi was like snow-white frost, condensing the heavens and the earth, and falling straight down like ice and snow.

The sparkle of the sword shines brightly!

"It's really worthy of the Sword Sect! Well deserved the name! In the dark, King Taiji secretly admired, and at the same time shook his head secretly, "It's just that such an attack may not be able to break the Wutai Mountain monk who has the Seven Treasures of Buddhism." "Having said that, there is no dissatisfaction or contempt on the face of the Taiji King, Xiao Yang's strength has not yet survived the 'Little Immortal Tribulation', and he can fight against the Buddhist powerhouses in the early stage of the Heart Thunder Seven Tribulations, and the fierce battle has reached such a point, the Taiji King asked himself, even if it is himself and Yi Han, the proud disciple of the Holy Dragon King, he can't do it.

To be able to do this, he is already a peerless, unique and out-and-out young supreme in the world.

The battle between the two sides became more and more intense, and the sound of explosions resounded incessantly all around.

The momentum climbed rapidly, and it rushed to a peak very quickly!

Boom Boom!

After a burst of explosions, thick smoke flew and swept into the sky.

At this time, Xiao Yang's voice suddenly burst out.

"Wind Sword...... Fourth Formula!! ”

The breath of the whole heaven and earth seemed to change suddenly......

"The fairy sword is invincible!"