Chapter 959: Right Now

The True Martial Seven Killing Sword Array has a total of seven sword qi, each of which is an extremely strong attack in the late stage of the Immortal Realm, and one is more powerful than the other, and one is stronger than the other.

Normally, no one can resist the True Martial Seven Killing Array joined by Ziyu Zhenren and Ziyi Zhenren, even Lu Fuzi can't stop it before he becomes an immortal. But it's a pity that they are not facing normal people, and even Murong Cheng can't even be counted as a human.

But this move was not so easy to bear, and after the three sword qis, Murong Cheng was no longer as calm as before.

After all, although there is no inheritance relationship one by one, in such a short period of time, the three supreme attacks in the late stage of the Immortal Realm have fallen one after another, who can withstand it.

The golden armor on Murong Cheng's body was damaged, and pieces of golden armor fell off.

"Thunder punishment-" Ziyu Zhenren and Ziyi Zhenren's eyes suddenly exploded, and a tiger and leopard thunder sound sounded in unison.

In the sky magic array, the thunder flashed, the electric arc condensed, a thunder slash appeared on the formation, and the fourth sword qi fell suddenly.

"Ahh

The damage of the Thunder Punishment Sword was obviously much higher than the damage of the three sword qi he had received before, and Murong Cheng's body was instantly surrounded by thunder, and the raging thunder bombarded his body, and the golden armor on his body instantly shattered.

A terrible scream sounded, Murong Cheng's invincible demeanor collapsed under the ruthless blows of the two real people, and the once invincible peerless god of war will also fall and return under this sword...... Peak!

Boom –

Suddenly, the thunder in the void exploded instantly, and when Lu Sheng thought that Murong Cheng would be unable to resist this powerful sword, Murong Cheng directly broke away from the thunder's bombardment. Now Murong Cheng looks quite miserable, and the golden armor on his body has almost completely fallen off, as if a proud peacock has been plucked out of all its feathers.

But Murong Cheng's momentum gushed out stronger than before, without the golden armor, fine scales grew on his body, pitch-black scales, each containing a disgusting demonic aura.

"Oh no, real person, interrupt him!"

"Heavenly Punishment Sword—" As for the real person, he hurriedly drank it. The formation of the sky rotated again, and a golden sword qi converged in the formation and slowly poked out.

"Roar-" A violent roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the violent force distorted the space, and the space bound by the array net suddenly seemed to be a balloon that had been violently squeezed.

"Whoosh-" Suddenly, a streamer shot out from under Lu Sheng's feet, turning into a streamer and plunging headlong into the netting space of the sky. When Lu Sheng saw it clearly, a red spear appeared in Murong Cheng's hand.

This is the phoenix blood that was put back into the coffin by Lu Sheng.

When the phoenix blood spear fell into Murong Cheng's hand, pieces of scale armor quickly covered the body of the spear, and almost instantly, the phoenix blood spear had turned black, and the body was burning with pitch-black demonic qi like flames.

Murong Cheng suddenly stabbed out with a shot, and the sword qi that fell from the sky exchanged with the spear.

Boom –

A wave of air surged out, and the picture of the sky froze. And the faces of Ziyu and Ziyi Zhenren suddenly changed, and the magic seals formed by their hands also trembled violently.

"Click-" With a green sound, countless cracks suddenly appeared in the golden sword qi, and there was almost no hesitation, and with a bang, the golden sword qi exploded.

"Kill-" With this shout of killing, Lu Sheng seemed to hear the charge of Jin Ge Iron Horse, as if he had seen an epic battle.

Murong Cheng stabbed out with a shot, snatching out the formation diagram like a dragon stabbing into the sky.

The mysterious ripples rippled back and forth like the water surface thrown into the stone, and the faces of the purple jade real person and the purple cloth real person turned pale instantly.

"Poof—"

"Boom-"

The formation of the sky shattered, and the two real people, Ziyu and Ziyi, vomited blood and fell to the sky, and the endless rags evaporated the clouds in the sky in an instant.

The bright sunlight was shining, and Murong Cheng, who had already received the spear quietly suspended in the void, dyed his jet-black scale armor into a brilliant gold.

"Yan'er, two swords combined-"

Lu Sheng's words landed, and the two of them pinched the magic trick at the same time, Xihe Sword and Wangshu Sword instantly shook up surging sword qi, Xihe's extreme yang, and Wangshu's coldness, the two forces instantly blended.

Snort –

The two flying swords were entangled, killing Murong Cheng in the sky.

Murong Cheng clenched the spear, and suddenly the wings behind his back suddenly became larger, as colorful as the wings of a butterfly.

Murong Cheng turned into a streamer of light, and stabbed at Lu Sheng and Bu Feiyan with a single shot. Helpless, Lu Sheng had no choice but to use his two swords to resist Murong Cheng's devastating shot.

When- boom, boom!

Spears and swords clashed, and after a brief pause, the space around them shattered. In the shattering of space, Murong Cheng's spear was also broken layer by layer.

"Poof—"

Suddenly, Lu Sheng only felt a surge in his abdomen, and almost at the same time, He Bu Feiyan spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the two flew upside down.

"Boom-"

A cloud of mushrooms rose in the sky, and countless fragments fell from the sky like a broken mirror in the thick smoke.

In the sky, Murong Cheng's arrogance was circulating, and on the pitch-black scale armor, there was a flash of Dao Buddha light. Murong Cheng walked step by step, with an indifferent smile on his face.

"Your strength is indeed possible, but you are still far from going against the will of the Hades Emperor. Do you have any other means? If not, I'll send you on your way. ”

At this moment, Murong Cheng didn't have the slightest arrogance of a victor, and he wanted to change Jiang Yunyi in Huizhou, and he had already raised his hands arrogantly and smiled at the sky. Although Murong Cheng was arrogant, he was proud and low-key, and even his smile had some compassion.

Lu Sheng slowly stood up and came to Bu Feiyan's side to help him up, "Yan'er, how are you?"

"It's okay, husband, what now?"

"It's okay!" Lu Sheng smiled and gave in to non-smoke relief. Although Lu Sheng no longer has any hole cards, Lu Sheng never thinks that he is a mermaid, at least, he still has Zhu Xian!

Lu Sheng took a step lightly, and his figure flashed in the void, looking at Murong Cheng from afar. Murong Cheng's smile looked so harmless, but his eyes were as sharp as a goshawk, just like in that painting.

He is the founding general Murong Cheng, but he is no longer the god of war of Dayu. He is just a corpse demon transformed from Murong Cheng's corpse.

Lu Sheng's palm shook, and there was a ripple in the air. A broken sword appeared in Lu Sheng's hand.

The sword is very wide, and although it is broken, it is not much shorter than a normal sword. When the Zhuxian Sword Formation was not activated, the Zhuxian Sword was so unpretentious. Even when Lu Sheng took out the Zhuxian Sword, Murong Cheng not only raised his vigilance, but he still wanted to laugh a little when he looked at this broken sword.

"Lord Lu, are you going to use this broken sword to fight me?"

"This sword, even if it breaks, can cut you!"

When—

Suddenly, a distant bell rang.

Lu Sheng and Murong Cheng looked almost simultaneously in the direction where the bell rang, on the edge of the cliff, on the tree with crooked necks. The bronze bell was ringing one bell after another.

However, the bell on the side has not moved, and the bronze bell seems to sound by itself.

At this scene, Lu Sheng's brows were tightly locked, but this scene made Murong Cheng on the other side look stunned.

"Isn't that you? Shouldn't you go back to bliss?"

It seems to be talking to oneself, but it is not that simple. Lu Sheng's face showed doubt, but in the next moment, Murong Cheng's body exuded a brilliant golden light.

This kind of golden light has appeared more than once, and it is familiar to Lu Sheng. This is not the sunshine, nor the momentum on Murong Cheng's body, but the real Buddha light.

However, how could a zombie's body emit pure Buddha light? Lu Sheng's eyes narrowed, staring at Murong Cheng vigilantly.

In the Buddha's light, a Buddha wheel appeared behind Murong Cheng's head, and the golden Buddha light seemed to be absorbed by the Buddha wheel. Looking at this scene, Lu Sheng just wanted to scold his mother, has he become a Buddha?

Suddenly, the Buddha wheel seemed to rise as if green smoke was faint, and in the void behind Murong Cheng, a phantom figure of an old monk with a withered face appeared in the sky.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

"Fa Neng Monk?" Lu Sheng was surprised, not that the good Fa Neng Monk was killed by Murong Cheng and then turned into a golden body. But why did the soul of the Fa Neng monk appear in Murong Cheng's body?

"Amitabha, for three hundred years, poor monks have been chanting sutras day and night, but they don't want these Dharma powers to be learned by this corpse demon. Five years ago, the corpse demon broke out of the coffin, and the poor monk still lacked Buddhist practice and could not subdue it.

I wanted to suppress it with the golden body of Buddhism, but I didn't want to be swallowed by it, which boosted its cultivation. Let the poor monk have no choice but to make mistakes and hide them in the relics to wait for the opportunity.

Lord Lu, this demon jumped out of the Three Realms and Six Realms, no longer among the Five Elements, and is good at the void and escapes, borrowing the power of emptiness. Seventy percent of your attacks on it will be diverted into the void by it.

The poor monk fixed him for a moment with relics, and that moment was the only chance to kill him. Lord Lu, there is only one chance, and you must not miss it.

"Good!"

When Lu Sheng dropped this good word, the Fa Neng monk in front of him had disappeared, and Murong Cheng's face in front of him suddenly became ugly.

"Fa Neng, I can't imagine that you still have this hand. You come out of me, out of my body. ”

"Corpse demon, you shouldn't be so greedy, when you see that my relics contain the power of the Dharma, you want to take it for yourself, the Dharma is comprehended by yourself little by little, not by plundering. Emptiness and Dharma, and absence of Zen mind, is just a cocoon and self-restraint. ”

Lu Sheng didn't dare to hesitate, after understanding the whole story, a jade plaque on his body rushed into the sky like a streamer, and with a bang, the jade plaque exploded in the sky and turned into a fireworks. And at the moment when the fireworks unfolded, the Zhuxian Array filled the void.

The mysterious Zhuxian Formation is more vast and more sharp than the True Martial Seven Killing Array jointly performed by the two of Ziyu Zhenren.

And the moment the Zhuxian Array unfolded, the faces of the Ziyu Zhenren and the Ziyi Zhenren suddenly showed a look of horror.

It's so strong.

The Zhuxian Sword is a sword that has killed too many powerful monks, and countless grievances are entangled, and it is a fierce sword. This is still in the hands of Lu Sheng, and if he wants to change someone else, even if it is a Ziyu real person who has decided to cultivate, it will basically be useless to use the Immortal Sword once.

The Zhuxian Sword burst out, and the Zhuxian Sword in Lu Sheng's hand trembled violently, and the buzzing Dao rhyme resounded through the world.

"Lord Lu, it's now!"