Shi Wuzun looked at the fierce and scorching palm power and attacked him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

I know that if I don't exert all my strength today, I am afraid that I will really be burned to ashes by Ou Yangming's palm.

He mobilized all his strength, folded his hands, and nailed his legs to the wooden bridge like large piles.

Then he pushed his palms out of the palm that was coming at him.

Twelve successful power such as the palm of God - Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty!

I saw a masterpiece of golden light in the sky, after Shi Wuzun pushed out his palms.

It seems that countless big Buddhas have descended here, all of them are all rushing towards Ou Yangming's hot palm!

In this way, the huge golden Buddha palm in the sky collided with Ou Yangming's Fire Cloud Hand.

Rumble!!

At the place where the two hands were handed over, infinite internal strength erupted at that time.

The heavy rain around dozens of zhang was blasted away.

After a while, countless golden Buddha palms and scorching palm power disappeared.

And Shi Wuzun himself also fell on the wooden bridge, panting heavily.

There is no way, the internal force in the body is exhausted, and it is temporarily overdrawn all my physical strength.

He didn't have the strength to stand anymore, but he still blocked Ou Yangming's blow.

As for whether he would be killed by Ou Yangming, he firmly believed that Ou Yangming would never make a move.

The evil god of Huoyun, the style of saying one thing, the whole rivers and lakes know it.

Ou Yangming looked at Shi Wuzun, who was slumped to the ground, and said, "You take my palm, I won't kill you." ”

Then he turned his head to look at Nie Feng and the three of them, who were still fighting chaotically.

The Sword Master has already pulled out a sword, and that sword is the Peerless Sword!

The sword master with the peerless sword in his hand, for the situation that he missed many times without killing Nie Feng. was already furious, and as soon as this peerless sword was held in his hand, it was one of his killing moves.

Holy Spirit Sword Technique - Sword Twenty-One!

The Sword Saint was instantly divided into twenty-one figures, each of whom was holding a peerless sword, and then they blasted out a sword aura in unison towards Nie Feng!

Twenty-one sword qi came out in an instant, with the momentum of thunder and ten thousand equals.

No matter how strong Nie Feng is now, he has not yet won the title of God of the Wind.

These twenty-one sword qi surrounded Nie Feng layer by layer, making it impossible for Nie Feng to dodge in the air.

Burst!

The twenty-one sword qi of the Sword Saint slashed at Nie Feng's body at the same time, and after Nie Feng was injured, he left a long trail of blood in the air and fell into the river.

The Sword Saint was also extremely confident in his swordsmanship, and after seeing Nie Feng hit his sword twenty-one, he turned around and looked at Ou Yangming.

Ou Yangming looked at the Sword Saint with cold eyes, he just cracked his mouth and smiled at him.

Who knew that the Sword Saint would make a move on Ou Yangming without the slightest warning, only to see that his right hand holding the Peerless Sword was turning.

Holy Spirit Sword Technique - Sword Eighteen!

This sword is created according to the meaning of three three endless, six six infinite, the sword style together will be infinite and continuous, and the enemy will be trapped in the sword net and slaughtered at will.

One after another, the sword qi suddenly overflowed, forming a heavenly sword net and rushing towards Ou Yangming.

Ou Yangming looked at the sword net that was rushing towards him, and smiled disdainfully on his face.

This is far worse than the nameless ruthless Tao.

After the nameless shot, at least he could feel the cold and ruthless meaning.

And it can make him feel the cold and piercing, and the feeling that his blood is going to freeze.

However, with the sword net of the Sword Saint, Ou Yangming did not feel the slightest threat.

Of course, the Sword Saint is not really that bad, after all, the Sword Saint was also an existence that could compete with the nameless for a while.

It's just that his current strength is much stronger than when he fought with Nameless, and the golden bell jar is as broken as the eleventh level.

When the muscles are hard, they are as hard as steel, and when they are soft, they are as soft as cotton wool, invulnerable, and invulnerable to fire and water.

Therefore, the sword master's move of Sword Eighteen, for Ou Yangming, is indeed an itchy swordsmanship.

The sword net covered Ou Yangming, and suddenly the sound of dangdang was endless.

The air around the twist is surging and dazzling.

A moment later, Juggernaut stood in the rain with his sword stacked.

It's really a grandmaster's bearing.

But the only thing that was discordant was that Ou Yangming was still standing there intact.

The only thing that suffered was the wooden bridge, which was crushed by the sword qi of the Sword Master.

The wooden bridge under Ou Yangming's feet was still shrouded by his internal force, so he was not poisoned by the Sword Saint.

This was embarrassing, and the Sword Master coughed twice.

Ou Yangming looked at the Sword Saint and said, "Cough a fart!" Get started! Get started! ”

As soon as the words fell, Ou Yangming was already in a rage.

He leaped in mid-air, slashing his head and covering his face with both palms at the Sword Master from top to bottom.

Fire Cloud Palm - Fire Cloud Cover!

Ou Yangming's palms brought out the Dao Flame Tongue, and the palms were dense and fast, overwhelmingly attacking the Sword Saint's whole body.

Seeing that Ou Yangming was so violent, the peerless sword in his hand was tight.

At that moment, he swung it out, and countless sword qi were released, and even the majestic rain in the air was divided into several pieces by him!

The two of them were separated at the touch of a button, and each of them canceled each other's offensive.

"Good, good! It is worthy of being a swordsman who can compete with the nameless back then! Again!! ”

Ou Yangming fell on the surface of the water, after saying these words.

He jumped up again, and kicked out again and again with his feet at the Juggernaut.

The fourth style of tyranny legs - thousands of troops and horses shocked the world!

The Sword Master felt as if he was in the midst of a chaotic battle between the two armies, surrounded by soldiers charging on horseback, and a majestic momentum was overwhelmingly attacking him.

"Good!"

The Sword Saint shouted a good word, and in an instant, twenty-one figures were separated, all swinging their swords towards Ou Yangming.

Ou Yangming watched the Sword Saint use Sword Twenty-One, and while he was still in the air, he just smiled and said, "Sword Saint, you can't hurt me with this move." At most, the two of us are tied, what about Sword Twenty-two?! Hurry up! Otherwise you don't stand a chance!! ”

The legs and swords intersected, and the sound of gold and iron was endless.

Although Ou Yangming's domineering legs are incomparably powerful, the Sword Saint's Sword Twenty-One is not a dry meal.

The two once again reached a draw, and the martial monk who pretended to be dead on the side was dazzled, and he was glad that he did not die at the hands of Ou Yangming.

And Dugu Ming was also a little dumbfounded, he really didn't expect that this young guy would be able to draw with the uncle known as the Sword Saint.

The most important thing is that it seems that his uncle is at a disadvantage.

This guy, known as the Fire Cloud Evil God, has a strong palm, and his leg technique is also very domineering!

Especially the compelling anger in the leg method, how many people do you have to kill to gather?!

His uncle holds the peerless sword in his hand, so he can fight with him to a draw.

What would it be like if the uncle who didn't have the Peerless Sword and the Fire Cloud Evil God fought?

Although he had a result in his heart, he still drove it out.

When the Sword Master saw that he had fought to a draw with Ou Yangming again, his heart suddenly burned with anger.

It was just a matter of losing to Nameless back then, but now a random kid pops up and has a tie with himself.

If this spreads, where will his Sword Saint's face go?

Only by finishing off Ou Yangming with one sword can he wash away the tie of just a few moves!!

Ou Yangming looked at the Sword Master with an old face red, and inexplicably felt that if he brought a Santa hat again, he could pretend to be Santa Claus without makeup.

But this thought only flashed in his mind, and he threw it out.

Because he found that the momentum of the Sword Saint's whole person had been restrained.

This is clearly a prelude to holding back the big move!

Suddenly, a sword intent surged from the Sword Saint's body, and in his eyes, the Sword Saint seemed to have turned into a sword!

Yes!

A cold sword, a sword that is not mixed with any emotion at all! A sword that has been tempered for a thousand years! A sword that kills!!

The expression on Ou Yangming's face also became serious, because the next moment was the moment of a showdown.