Chapter 103: The Burning of the Buda Palace

A day has passed.

I saw that the tall and majestic Mount Everest seemed to have been cut off in half, and one after another was terrifying, and the thick sword marks were crisscrossing the mountain.

The dazzling golden light surged in the sky, a grandiose, domineering imperial altar was floating in the air, the king of Nanmang, the king of the Xiangxiong Kingdom was standing proudly on it, a sacred, bright giant elephant floated behind him, the giant elephant stepped on the sky, as if the whole world was under his feet, so strong and mighty, like the ancient holy king, people dare not look directly.

And under the emperor's altar, Xiao Bufan stood on a pile of rubble, his hair was scattered, his armor was broken, wisps of blood slowly left on the golden sword along his wrist, and a pair of eyes that had turned into glass color, flashing with determination,

"Xiao Bufan, this king admits that you are extremely smart, but you are too proud, this is my Nanmang land, although it is not a royal city, but this king can still use the imperial altar to control the power of luck, the strength is at least two to three times that of the current state battle, you are not the opponent of this king at all" Qiongsang proudly announced.

Xiao Bufan smiled coldly, gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and mocked: "But even so, you still didn't kill me"

Qiongsang's eyes froze, and he said loudly: "It's not that this king can't kill you, but he is really reluctant, you are a masterpiece of the world, if it is lost in the hands of this king like this, it will be a pity."

"Come, come to this king's side, this king doesn't say anything else, at least it won't be like Emperor Chu, who knows that he is invincible, and he wants you to die"

"Hahaha, Qiongsang, how do you know the power of Your Majesty, today I will kill you, the altar of Emperor Nanmang" Xiao Bufan laughed loudly, tightly grasped the golden sword in his hand, and jumped violently, instantly shattering the ground, like a cannonball, and shooting into the air, the long sword in his hand waved rapidly.

"Nine wings in charge of the army, gold, wood, water, fire and earth, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, gathering"

Nine swords of different colors, along with the golden sword in Xiao Bufan's hand, suddenly emerged, circling around Xiao Bufan, when the golden sword pointed straight at the sky, the nine swords instantly merged into the golden sword, and the terrifying sword suddenly soared into the sky, as if it was about to open the sky and split the earth, and slashed down fiercely.

The face of the dome on the altar of the emperor froze, and he shouted: "The Holy Elephant King's Landing"

The divine giant elephant phantom roared up to the sky, shaking the sky, and between the surges of light, an amazing pillar of light rushed out from the emperor's altar, blocking the giant sword, and with a bang, the ripples of monstrous power radiated.

The emperor altar was suddenly knocked out, and after a hundred meters, it stabilized, and the somewhat pale Qiongsang looked at Xiao Bufan, whose arms trembled slightly, and suddenly laughed, "Okay, a good nine swords in one, it's really powerful, but with such magical powers, how many times can you use it, Xiao Bufan"

After speaking, Qiongsang volleyed a palm in the air, and a huge golden elephant leg tore through the air and hit Xiao Bufan.

Xiao Bufan hurriedly swung out a sword qi again, but the golden elephant legs seemed to suppress everything, and directly smashed the sword qi with absolute strength.

Looking at Xiao Bufan, who was hurriedly dodging, Qiongsang shook his head, and said with murderous intent, "This king has the opportunity again and again, but you don't want it, even so, don't blame this king."

The giant elephant phantom behind Qiongsang was even brighter, and with a fierce press of his hand, the elephant's feet like the pillars of optimus stepped down endlessly from the top of Xiao Bufan's head.

Xiao Bufan's face was shocked, the surging air flow gathered in his legs, the whole person flickered, and quickly dodged the falling elephant's legs, and only half of Mount Everest shook violently again, and the ground shattered inch by inch.

"Even if you have a thousand stunts, in the face of absolute strength, there is only one way to die" After Qiongsang said coldly, an elephant trunk condensed by luck was as fast as lightning and slammed into Xiao Bufan's body.

After a mouthful of blood, Xiao Bufan's whole body flew out upside down and smashed into the mountain wall not far away, his vision blurred a little.

"It's a pity, it's a pity" After Qiongsang sighed, he flicked his fingers, and the two golden fangs stabbed towards Xiao Bufan with a cold murderous aura.

Xiao Bufan gritted his teeth, a trace of determination flashed in his glass-colored pupils, pieces of golden scales appeared on his face, and his left hand was also stretched into the armor, and when he was about to fight for his life, the golden fangs suddenly came towards him and shattered violently.

The dome on the emperor's altar showed panic on his face for the first time, looking at a dazzling gap that suddenly cracked in the middle of the emperor's altar, and said in disbelief: "The king is broken"

"Hahaha" At this time, Xiao Bufan rushed out of the mountain wall, with an extra nine-color aperture behind him, and said coldly: "Qiongsang, your three axes are finished, it's time for your father."

I saw Xiao Bufan's left hand wave violently, and a golden holy decree rushed into the sky like a streamer.

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At this time, in the city of Duchang, King Nanmang, looking at the raging fire of the Buda Palace, the people in the city turned pale.

"King, the palace is burned"

"Disaster, this is a disaster!!"

"Bastard!!"

Soon, four powerful men with amazing momentum came to the palace from four directions, east, west, north and south, looking at the flames, above the main hall of the palace, a man wearing a golden crown, one of them said angrily: "You are not the third prince, who are you?" ”

"Haha, a certain is the king of Da Chu Haiping" After seeing the man's face change for a while, Xiang Jie's face emerged, and a figure with a powerful aura fell behind him.

"King Haiping" everyone was stunned, and then the four people led by them regretted it, they all had the protection of the dome mulberry, and their luck was added, even in the royal capital, they could also exert their magical powers, and they had been guarding the palace to the death, but Xiang Jie pretended to be the third prince, and even said that there were great Chu masters who went deep into the vicinity of the imperial city and let them temporarily guard the four gates, which gave the other party a chance.

"Extinguish the fire quickly," some generals shouted anxiously.

"It's useless, this fire is the fire of the three pavilion masters of my Great Chu Tianci Pavilion, unless King Mang comes back, it can't be extinguished, Nanmang's demise is today" Xiang Jie announced coldly, the fire of Haoran was given to him by Suzaku, and it was a gift from the three pavilion masters of Tianci Pavilion to Suzaku, although this fire is gathered by supernatural powers, but because the three pavilion masters are the great Confucians of heaven and earth, they are sheltered by the aura of Haoran since ancient times, so the lock god stone can not be trapped, and only the power of the emperor's luck can destroy it.

"Bastard, I want your life" I saw one of the four people who stayed in the royal city, it was really the purple-winged bat of the day, Solang Poche, looking at Xiang Jie, the whole person instantly turned into countless bats, devouring Xiang Jie and the others.

However, as soon as he got closer, a miserable wail sounded, and Solang Poche, who turned into a bat, retreated again, his face was snow-white, and his body trembled as he looked at the flames in front of him.

"Haha, a bloody and murderous person like you can't get close to Haoran Fire," Xiang Jie mocked.

"Maniac, don't be presumptuous" At this time, the five-colored light bloomed in the sky, and a long banner formed by the convergence of blue, white, red, green, and yellow suddenly came to the sky above the Buda Palace.

"It's the multicolored prayer flag, His Holiness is here," Solang Poche said excitedly seeing this scene.

"I didn't expect His Holiness to come down from Zhuanshen Mountain"

"It's not good, stop him quickly" Xiang Jie was startled, and a terrifying air flow immediately erupted from his body, and the cultivation of the people in the world for half a lifetime was completely unleashed.