Chapter 432: Old Thief, Send You to Hell!
Tian Ma thunderbolt sword pointed, domineering, and the white lotus under his feet emitted bursts of red light.
At this time, his black hair was flying, and the red flames in his eyes were about to erupt, tyrannical like a god and demon.
"Old thief, when the time comes, let me send you down to my father and mother to ask for guilt. ”
A white light on the blade of the Taiqi Immortal Sword shot straight like a giant pillar, and there was a layer of red halo above the white light, as if it was wrapped in red yarn, and the rune marks the size of needle tips that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye on the red yarn were scattered everywhere.
Rumble!
The scene almost exploded.
Defeated.
In the end, Taixian Zhenren was defeated.
The imaginary ninth slash did not come out, and the giant sword composed of lotus flowers slashed away the figure of the Taixian real person.
also shattered an extraterritorial martial arts myth.
Originally, when Taixian Zhenren took over the Qi Immortal Slash with Tai Chi Yin and Yang, everyone thought that Tian Ma Pi's revenge journey was coming to an end.
But I never expected that there would be such a change in the Qixian Sword Codex.
The petals that were crushed before were not as useless as dead things, they were the real killers.
Teach on the floating peak.
Ever since the major Floating Peak Masters saw Taixian Zhenren seriously injured and falling, they all looked terrified.
Taixian Zhenren is an invincible existence in the minds of people up and down these Taixian Sects, so much so that at the first time, no one reacted.
Until they saw the Tianma Thunderbolt on the Fengyun Platform exert his strength again, in a vain attempt to take advantage of the victory to pursue and kill the Taixian Zhenren, one by one they suddenly woke up from a dream and suddenly reacted.
"Stop!"
"Fanatics, Hugh is rude!"
"Stop!"
The words were still in my ears, and I saw a few streamers of different colors passing through the sky.
In the blink of an eye, several big palms fell on the Fengyun platform, protecting the fallen Taixian Zhenren behind him.
At that moment, it was obvious that there was no longer any rule and tradition.
The constraints of Fengyuntai were actually broken by the Taixian Gate who set up the Fengyun Sword Conference.
"Senior Brother Zheng, you are protecting the Dharma for Senior Brother Wang. ”
A silver-haired, knee-high, jade-like face, holding an artifact that looked like a silver long-stemmed lotus pod shouted.
Standing in a semi-arc and surrounding the Taixian True Person, the other four Palm Sect True Sect Masters were wearing purple robes, and the Palm Sect who was holding a silver-white streamer soft sword immediately took a step back.
He stretched out his left index finger and swiped the blade of the sword, and a bloody mark on the soft sword in his hand adhered to the surface.
The soft sword suddenly burst into red light, and suddenly rose into the air and turned into a light mask with a diameter of five meters, shrouding down from mid-air, protecting him and Taixian Zhenren in it.
The red light rune imprints on the light mask seemed to be soaked in blood, and the light and darkness were like heart-pounding vibrations.
The other four masters of the real person were surrounded by red, orange, red and green different auras like a whirlwind to the sky, and at this time, they were all agitated, silver hair was flying in the wind, and their clothes were hunting.
"The fanatic suffers death. ”
A blue-robed and black-gauged palmist holding a five-meter silver whip like a spirit snake shouted angrily.
The different artifacts in the hands of the four masters were all brilliant at this time.
The four of them flashed forward, preemptively attacked, and besieged Tian Ma Thunderbolt.
This scene made the already extremely explosive scene even more boiling.
Countless people exclaimed in amazement at this moment.
On the small floating peak.
"Shameless!"
Sheng Shou took the case and saw the momentum and shouted.
"These stinky old men are so shameless!
Actually broke the rules he set, and pretended to be decent, he really slapped himself in the face, and wanted to embarrass my Tian family brother, first ask you if Master Sheng agrees!"
He roared, a terrifying aura erupting from his body, but the next moment...
"Di Yao... Brother Di Yao, alas, wait for me, you are unrighteous, and you don't know how to call me!"
The voice did not fall.
Sheng Shou turned into a blazing streamer and flew towards Fengyuntai.
And when Ling Xiao was shouting at his waist, he was already like a cannonball wrapped in purple electricity and stood beside Tian Ma Thunder.
"Go back. ”
Ling Xiao punched instantly, and the purple thunder and lightning burst out like a divine sword.
Boom Boom!
A terrifying air burst over.
Sheng Shou arrived at this moment and did not hesitate to make a move.
The bandit leader was shrouded in golden flames like flames, and his strength was extremely high, and for a while, he could completely resist the head of a Taixian Sect.
The two forces collided like lightning and flint, and in an instant, they were already full of murderous opportunities.
The power of all kinds of spiritual energy on the Fengyun platform was scattered wildly, the spirits were agitated, and the sound of the collision of swords and cold soldiers was like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, and a melee of the masters of the Tianri Realm that could be called a rare one hundred years outside the territory was about to break out.
On the small floating peak.
Huang Shaoyun, the heir of the Emperor Heavenly Gate, frowned.
What to do?
Go with the flow or endure to the end?
He hesitated.
But looking up at the three people fighting side by side on Fengyuntai, the blood in his limbs suddenly boiled, and an inexpressible momentum in his heart almost exploded.
Suddenly, Huang Shaoyun's eyes flashed when he looked at Fengyuntai, and a glint flashed in his eyes.
"No matter, break the vows today. ”
Huang Shaoyun drank lowly.
Suddenly a blue light flashed on the small floating peak.
In the next moment, a sword light burst out of the cyan aura on the Fengyun Platform swept through like a violent wave.
Unexpectedly, along with the various auras in the void and the air, they were cut at the waist, and a smooth cut in the substance lasted for a long time, like a hurricane that had been split in half by the ocean.
Huang Shaoyun was like a peerless swordsman, appearing on the Fengyun Platform, standing side by side with Ling Xiao and the three of them.
He stood beside Tian Ma Thunder, and a clear and determined light in his eyes was like a bright sun illuminating the land of Kyushu.
Without hesitation, there was already chaos on the platform.
"Hahaha, it's been a long time since I've fought so happily.
Come on, come on, you stinky old men, come and tickle Lao Tzu. ”
Sheng Shou was bare-handed, and the aura on his fists skyrocketed, and two clusters of golden light burned like flames.
"Lonely. ”
A punch was thrown, and a strange force erupted.
On the entire Fengyun platform, it seemed that he had entered loneliness in an instant, and the lonely qi rolled in, making several major sect masters feel that the aura in their bodies was like the twilight of the West Mountain, and it was actually stagnant.
Lonely Fist.
One of Mormo's killer moves.
In Sheng Shou's right fist, a ball of light shot out like a bloody silence.
Opposite side.
A black-robed and white-gauged person holding a Divine Sparrow Feather Fan fan, the fireball tilted away and rushed towards the wall of the Wind and Cloud Enchantment behind him.
The barrier was broken through a large hole in the shape of a ball of light.
The ball of light rushed out of the wind and cloud platform at an extremely fast speed, and blasted towards a small floating peak in the distance.
The small floating peak was instantly blasted halfway up the mountain, the mountain rocks were instantly shattered and fell, and the dozens of people who had not been able to retreat from the floating peak were swept away by the air waves and scattered and fell away.
"It's so strong. ”
Ling Xiao blasted out his fist, and at the same time separated a trace of divine thought, paying attention to Sheng Shou beside him.
This rough and domineering fist and strength are only afraid that they are comparable to the life-killing King Kong Fist infused with the power of fire.
The boss of the eighteen thieves in the extraterritorial, his strength in the exercises is really worthy of his reputation.
Several different rays of light collided violently on the platform, and there was only a momentum in the air like a boulder of the sacred mountain, and a sharp and piercing sound from the collision of the blades of the sword.