Chapter 125: Seize the Sword

It was a monk's arm, the arm stretched out dozens of zhang long, as thick as a 10,000-year-old tree, and the big palm in front of the arm was as big as a grinding plate, and the phalanges were like sharp eagle claws, and with a scream, it went straight to the Lang Cheng sword in the air!

"Demon Monk!"

The generals shouted together from top to bottom. "Boom, boom, boom......" The figures on the stage quickly rose. There are also two identical long arms, and the big palm in front of the long arm is like a grinding plate, directly grabbing the palm stretched out by the demon monk.

Rising into the air were naturally those alchemist masters in Bow Trailing City, such as Yang Tianhao, Chang Feng, Leng Yanyu, etc., including Kuang Yin and Xiao Zhenshan.

And the two big palms that were grabbed were the two monks of Xiahou Yun and Chu Feitian.

"That's not going to work!"

Another shout sounded, "Huh, hmm!" Two more long arms and big palms stretched out from the stage, heading straight for Xiahou Yun and Chu Qitian's palms.

Obviously, he wanted to intercept the two of them and protect the first big palm to catch the Lang Xuan sword in the air!

"Demon clan, do you dare to tear up the agreement?"

Xiahou Yun roared, and the outstretched palm and the other demon palm quickly met in the air.

The palm of the demon clan was as big as a grinding plate, the golden hair on the back of the palm was erected, and the nails on the five fingers were more than half a zhang long, like a knife like a sword, and the cold light flickered.

Xiahou Yun had just been promoted to a monk, but he was not weak. But seeing that his palm was as fast as lightning, rolling thunder the size of a human head on the palm of the same grinding plate was surging back and forth. The rolling thunder was blue, shining, and "rumbling".

Obviously, he has a thunder spell in his palm!

The two big palms met in the air in an instant, and a string of rolling thunder erupted from Xiahou Yunyun's palm like a meteor in the sky, with the electric light of "stabbing lala", with a fierce breath, with a "rumbling" sound, and went straight to the opposite big palm.

"Carving insect skills!"

A soft shout rang out from the audience. It can be seen that the long arms facing Xiahou Yun's big palm are as thick as ancient vines and burst out, beating "suddenly", and strands of true qi roll forward along the beating green tendons, and they came to the big palm in an instant.

The golden, root-erected hairs on the back of the big palm swayed and whistled like a forest in the mountains, "Hum, hum!" The five sword-like fingernails grew again, stabbing directly at the strings of thunderballs!

"Bang, bang!"

The blue, glittering, head-sized thunderballs exploded in the air, and the lightning was vertical and horizontal, squeaking like a small blue snake.

And the five nails that were like knives and swords were also blown up and bone chips flew sideways.

"Boom!"

Xiahou Yun and the demon monk's palms finally collided together, emitting an earth-shattering roar. I saw the place where it collided, the true qi was rushing, the real power was surging, and the air seemed to be exploded.

A muffled snort sounded, and Xiahou Yun's huge body flew out directly backwards, flying straight upside down fifty or sixty zhang before it stopped.

A trail of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

And the huge figure under the stage also flew out upside down, the body was flying upside down, with a "bang", the robe exploded, pieces of cloth flew, and a tall, golden-haired violent ape finally revealed its original form.

It's the demon monk who is in charge of Xiahou Yun!

The monk also flew out fifty or sixty feet upside down, knocking some of the cultivators who didn't have time to dodge like broken sacks.

An unmanned passage was opened directly on the ground.

"Boom!"

Just as Xiahou Yun and the Golden Retriever Storm Ape were clapping their palms, next to their two palms, there were also two big palms colliding together.

It was Chu Qitian's palm and another dry bird's palm with only four claw toes!

Chu Qitian's palm did not have any spells appearing, and he directly slapped it vigorously. When the big palm was slapped, the "sneering" true qi burst in the palm of the palm, and strands of true power were like arrows shot in front of the palm.

And the bird's paw is four claws with their toes open, and in the heart of the claws, a flame "whirring" and swallowing.

Obviously, the owner of this bird's paw is a bird with a fire bloodline inheritance!

The two palms also collided together in an instant, the flames were vertical and horizontal, the real force was rushing, and a vertical force was generated between the two palms.

The power disc spreads up and down like a disc, left and right, during which the flames and the true qi of the Dao Dao are agitated with each other, and the "boom" sounds, and the other directions are not very good, and the downward edge of the disc instantly falls onto the point platform made of stubborn stones.

"Click!"

With a bang, stone chips flew, and a deep groove was cut out by the edge of the plate, several feet deep!

This pair of palms, Chu regretted that the figure in the sky did not move at all, and the bird and bird that held his palm were chirping, and the clothes on the same body exploded, showing their original form, and flew backwards.

People saw clearly, it was a brown eagle flapping this huge brown wing!

"Humph!"

Chu Qitian, who still had the strength to spare, snorted coldly, and his palm did not retract, but swept it with a sweep, and swept towards the palm that grabbed the big sword again.

The palm of that hand was fleshy and stocky, with dense black hair on it, thick flesh pads at the palm of the palm, and five short and thick fingers with hooks at the edge of the palm, so you could know that it was a bear's paw at a glance!

After passing through the block of the first two beasts and birds, the bear's paw had already come to the front of the big sword. But just here, Chu Qitian's palm was also swept away.

The bear's paw waved horizontally, directly colliding with Chu Qitian, "Boom!" There was a loud bang, the air trembled, and the strength soared.

Chu Qitian's palm was directly knocked open, and his body standing in mid-air was also a load, and he almost fell from the air.

But the bear's paw was not affected in the slightest, and it grabbed the great sword in the air again.

Obviously, Chu Xitian's cultivation is higher than Xiahou Yun's, but he has already faced the bird's paw before, and the sweep behind him is only a residual force, so naturally it can't be compared with the bear's paw with a strong palm.

On the side of Bow Trailing City, seeing that the attacks of the two monks were blocked, other cultivators such as Yang Tianhao and others attacked with guns and sticks, rushing towards the bear's paw.

"Ant ears!"

A thunderous sound came out, and I saw the general in the audience, and a person shook his tall, stout figure, "Bang!" The black robe on his body also exploded, pieces of cloth fell, and a black bear appeared.

The black bear was tall and burly, more than two feet tall, like a big black tower.

The sound of "rumble" roared, and the bear's paw that grabbed the big sword swept again, sweeping towards the spears and swords that attacked—

"Crackling!"

Swords and guns flew in all directions at once. In the air, the figures of Yang Tianhao and the others couldn't hold it, and they fell one after another, smashing the tables and chairs below.

As soon as the bear's paw is returned, it is caught again.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, I heard the heavy sound of the big sword in the air. Immediately after that, the big sword with a length of 50 zhang directly grew to 50 or 60 zhang, and the broad sword body was 20 zhang wide!

The head of the big sword was raised, "Whew!" With a dignified voice, with the scorching sound of the golden wind, and with a sword light like a match, it was directly slashed towards the bear's paw.

At the same time, the ten Earth Fire Dragon Soul Swords around them also each roared softly, "Hum, hum!" Each of them grew more than ten zhang long, and it was also a sword light that slashed towards the bear's paw.

"Sword Formation?!"

The black bear in the audience was surprised, and the outstretched bear paw did not dare to meet the eleven dignified sword blades, and shrank back.

However, the big sword was still unrelenting, with a long roar, there seemed to be a faint sound of dragon groaning, Lang Xuan's big sword took the lead, and the ten earth fire dragon soul swords were behind, and a roar was to cut off the head of the black bear under the stage.

"Whew, whew!"

The dignified sword wind roared, the blood-colored sword light filled the air, ten swords were more than ten zhang long, and a big sword fifty or sixty zhang long was simply like a blood-colored sword net!

"It's you, it's you who control my Lang Xuan Sword, you must have done it! I'm going to kill you!"

However, at this moment, a scream came out, and then a big palm slapped Yang Peng on the stage.

It's Master Lang Laughter!

Indeed, that Lang Jian is driven by Yang Peng.

The black bear's big palm grabbed Lang Xuan's sword, and Yang Peng immediately sensed it. The "pseudo-sword soul" of the sword is a wisp of Yang Peng's soul thought, and the connection with Yang Peng is like a person.

As soon as Yang Peng's mind moved, he drove the big sword to counterattack. It's just that he didn't expect that the big sword was so fierce, and it instantly grew to a length of fifty or sixty zhang!

Moreover, the ten Earth Fire Dragon Soul Swords were also violently long, and they followed closely.

Unexpectedly, a "sword array" was formed!

Yang Peng's heart was happy, that is, he wanted to kill the black bear.

That black bear is a great demon monk who has awakened the bloodline of the Middle Ancestor Realm, if he is killed with a sword, it will be enough to prove the power of this Lang Xuan sword.

Of course, this is just Yang Peng's wishful thinking.

The Lang Xuan Sword is now just a "pseudo-soul soldier", and the "sword array" composed of ten Earth Fire Dragon Soul Swords is just an instinctive combination, and it cannot be called a real "sword array".

It's okay to bluff people, but it's really a bit of a bargain.

Moreover, Yang Peng's cultivation is only in the middle stage of the Spirit Realm, and he can't fail to activate all of Lang Xuan's sword, and it is unlikely that he wants to kill a monk.

However, trauma to the black bear is not impossible!

However, at this moment, Lang's laughter slapped his big palm.

Yang Peng, who was engrossed in driving Lang Xuan's sword, immediately felt a fierce wind hitting his body, and when his eyes opened, he saw a big palm slapping down like an overwhelming one.

Bringing up a dark shadow.

Instinctively, the true qi in the body surged along the specific meridians, and Yang Peng kicked and fought under his feet, stepping on Yaoguang, walking away from the yang, running to the sky, and his body drew an arc and flashed back.

"The kid really practiced the body steps!"

Master Na Lang attacked Yang Peng once last time, and when Yang Peng escaped, he suspected that Yang Peng had practiced a kind of body step. This time, the big palm was patted, but his eyes were staring at Yang Peng's figure, and sure enough, he found that this was the case.

Moreover, this time there was no Xiahou Yun to "encircle Wei to save Zhao", and he thought that this time he definitely grabbed Yang Peng's handle and could boldly kill him.

No mercy!

As soon as Yang Peng's figure retreated, he saw that Master Na Lang was not weak, and he also took a mysterious step under his feet. When he stepped out, a small sword appeared.

Obviously, his figure and steps are also extraordinary!

And as Master Lang stepped out, his big palm was always pressed on the top of Yang Peng's head, and even Yang Peng's strange figure couldn't get rid of it.

After all, the realms of the two sides are too far apart.

However, at this moment, a rough shout sounded, "Old Zamao, deceive people too much!"

"Buzz!"

A loud gun trembled and rang out, and a snow-bright spear head pierced directly into Master Lang's big palm that was chasing Yang Peng tightly in mid-air.