"Nan no Amitabha..."

"Nan no Amitabha..."

"Nan no Amitabha..."

"Nan no Amitabha..."

In the sound of the Buddha's horn, the golden Arhat Buddha's aura shrouded in the sweeping monk became more and more crystalline, and for a while, even the eyebrows of the Arhat Buddha were so clearly visible.

Lu Renjia knew that this Arhat Buddha, which was completely formed by protecting the body's qi, was probably harder than a rock. Although this sweeping monk put on a defensive look. But the martial artists of the innate realm, the transition between attack and defense is instantaneous. If his sword can't penetrate this terrifying qi, then he will face a stormy attack next.

"Good or evil! This seat will definitely not stop here to kill the seventeenth sword!! Lu Renjia shouted, and one hundred and seventeen silent black sword rays flew towards the golden Arhat Buddha like flying catkins.

'Bang... Qiang...'

'Bang... Qiang...'

'Bang... Qiang...'

With a sound of metal clashing, the black sword light collided with the golden Arhat Buddha, and unexpectedly burst out with Dao sparks.

At this time, whether it was the black flag sword god unleashing the elusive black sword, or the golden Arhat Buddha who protected the Shaolin monk, this battle was beyond everyone's imagination, and countless martial arts people were fascinated by it.

On the attacking side, the swords are flying, like the horns of an antelope, like a white cloud and a dog. It was dazzling to see, and the side guarding it was like a reef in the stormy waves, allowing the black sword rays in the sky to invade like a storm, and still guarding it.

The collision of swords and qi is like a competition of endurance. The internal force consumed is even a first-class late-stage martial artist. I can't hold on to a cup of tea time.

But the two of them in the field have been in a stalemate with each other for most of the hour at this time.

"Is this the innate realm? The internal force is endless, and he didn't expect his martial arts to reach such a level. No wonder when the Great Song Dynasty official family issued an order. He didn't even look at his martial arts, which had reached the point of despising the imperial power, which was ridiculous. It's really ridiculous, maybe my Murong Fu's lifelong ideal is a joke in his eyes," Murong Fu smiled bitterly.

Deng Baichuan, Gong Zhiqian, and Feng Bo Evil were also frightened and speechless by the seemingly endless black sword of 'Zhuo Bufan'. With such unpredictable martial arts, I am afraid that the army of 100,000 people in front of him will be like a chicken and a dog.

"Son, maybe that Zhuo Bufan is not the opponent of the Shaolin monk, you see, the Shaolin monk has not moved half a point! As long as Zhuo Bufan dies, we still have a chance!! Bao Wei, who said that he had Wang Zuozhicai, pointed to the Shaolin monk who was as stable as Mount Tai and said.

Murong Fu couldn't help but be stunned, there was hope in his eyes, the invincible image of 'Zhuo Bufan' was like a thousand catties of boulder pressing on top of Murong Fu's head. He couldn't resist at all, but the Shaolin monk had been facing the stormy attack of 'Zhuo Bufan' but did not move at all, compared to the two, it seemed that this Shaolin monk was superior. "No wonder even my father has to hide the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin learning! The Black Flag Alliance is without Zhuo Bufan, it is a toothless tiger! Mei Niang alone is a female streamer. How can you suppress those dozens of commanders? I, my Murong Fu, still have a chance! Murong Fu said secretly in his heart.

But at this moment, under the black sword light flying in the sky, the golden Arhat Buddha who shrouded the body of the sweeping monk finally loosened a little.

The sweeping monk who was sitting in the middle slowly opened his eyes, as if he had just woken up from a big dream. There is a kind smile on his face, like a smiling Buddha.

I saw the sweeping monk slowly get up, his palms closed. The golden Arhat Buddha Gang Qi who protected the body of the sweeping monk also slowly stood up as if he had life.

"Amitabha Zhuo's main offensive is like a tide, it's the turn of the poor monk, right?" Let's talk about it. The sweeping monk slapped it flat with one palm.

This unfettered palm is placed in the eyes of the monks of Shaolin Temple, like the Buddha's sound and wonderful law. They were fascinated to watch.

"Prajna? Not a strong adamantine palm? Nor is it a vedic palm? It's not like it, it is the poor monk who understands that the poor monk understands the boundlessness of the Dharma. There are thousands of moves, it turns out that my Shaolin mastery is actually performed like this," the obsessive Xuan Bei muttered to himself.

Looking at the giant palm that the golden Arhat Buddha waved, the corners of Lu Renjia's mouth showed a smug smile. "After a long time, you can't help but make a move? Reality and reality are impermanent, and they are scattered at will. Straight and straight. Taoism is natural. Combine!!!! ”

With Lu Renjia's order, one hundred and nineteen black swords were superimposed on each other end to end, transforming into a giant sword about fifty meters long and as wide as a city wall.

The giant sword was engraved with an ancient inscription, and the black blade was wrapped in a strange blue crystal.

This black giant sword was like a 'Soul Eater Sword' that had been magnified hundreds of times. With the flip of Lu Renjia's wrist, the fifty-meter giant sword also flipped over, and when the blade slashed across the ground at will, it actually left a ravine a hundred meters long.

I saw that Lu Renjia was twisting the sword trick in one hand, and holding the 'Soul Devouring Sword' in the other. A sword without gimmicks seems to be slow.

But in an instant, the fifty-meter-long giant sword had already come into contact with the golden Arhat Buddha's palm.

'Zizizi...'

'Zizizi...'

'Zizizi...'

For a moment, the flames were splashing. With a piercing sound of metal grinding, the black giant sword formed by one hundred and nineteen black sword rays slowly pierced the palm of the golden Arhat Buddha.

The throat of the sweeping monk shrouded in the golden Arhat Buddha Gang Qi was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

'Poof...'

Before Lu Renjia could show a victorious smile on his face, he saw the sweeping monk holding one palm against the indestructible black giant sword in front of him, and the other hand clenched his fist and waved it. The golden Arhat Buddha was also like a sweeping monk, tightening his waist and swinging out a fist, and the golden fist the size of the door panel was about to smash Lu Renjia squarely. Mei Niang, who was watching the battle from afar, had already raised her whole heart, and she made up her mind that if 'Zhuo Bufan' died. I will also accompany him to the funeral, but before the burial. The chickens and dogs that were killed up and down in this Shaolin Temple must not be left.

"Good time!" Lu Renjia sneered, and the 'Soul Devouring Sword' in his hand flipped and picked diagonally. The fifty-meter-long black giant sword stood out diagonally like a light feather. The upward tip of the sword just pierced the center of the golden Arhat Buddha's eyebrows.

With this understatement, everyone could clearly see that the black giant sword had pierced the giant-sized golden Arhat Gang Qi, and the tip of the sword that passed diagonally slashed across the golden Arhat Buddha Gang Qi's eyebrows.

The Shaolin monks wrapped in this golden Arhat aura were like being struck by lightning. Spitting blood, he took a few steps back.

In the sound of glass shattering, a deep sword mark appeared at the center of the golden Arhat Buddha Gang Qi of the ten-zhang giant, and a spider web-like crack immediately spread.

'Boom...' In the deafening loud sound, the entire ten-zhang golden Arhat Buddha Qi shattered.

And the Shaolin monk was sitting on the ground weakly at this time. Scarlet blood slid down from the center of his eyebrows. But there was a kind smile on the old face. "Amitabha Zhuo donor, you won, I don't know if the donor has ever touched the threshold of the broken void?"

"This seat is full of ideas. It's just that thousands of living beings are missing the old monk to sacrifice the sword, thank you! The corners of Lu Renjia's mouth outlined a smile of victory.

"Thousands of living beings sacrifice swords? Good good poor monk can witness the birth of a strong man with a broken void, no regrets in this life, I hope that the donor will create less killing karma", said the serene old monk slowly closed his eyes.

The moment the sweeping monk closed his eyes, the cold prompts of the 'Evil God System' appeared in Lu Renjia's mind one after another.

"Congratulations to the qualified ones for completing the mission..."

"Obtain the A-rank special item 'Worm Tunnel' and 24,000 Sins Coins."

"Those who qualify complete the task five years ahead of schedule, and the 'Evil God System' will reward 8,000 Sins Coins"

"Those who are qualified to achieve martial arts mythology, and the 'Evil God System' will reward 8,000 sin coins..."

"Will the qualified return?"

Xiao You in the 'Soul Devouring Sword' hurriedly shouted: "Master, don't be in a hurry to return, there are still 49,000 souls left to advance to the full form, when Xiao Feng ran away just now, didn't he put down his cruel words and want to step on the Black Flag Alliance?" You won't skip this kind of fat delivered to your door, right? And Mei Niang! Her cultivation is so weak. Even if there is the assistance of these people in Ze Bhutan, there will be no trouble in the short term, but after a long time, there will definitely be a moth, and you have to stay for her for a little more time."

Lu Renjia glanced at him and quipped, "Yo? That's a good reason."

Looking at the choice of whether or not to return to the 'evil god system' in his mind, Lu Renjia pressed no. The cold voice of the 'Evil God System' reappeared in Lu Renjia's mind.

"Those who are qualified refuse to return and stay in the "Dragon Babu" small world consumes 100 sin coins a day, and the countdown begins to deduct 100 sin coins"

The corners of Lu Renjia's mouth twitched, and he scolded secretly, "You have to consume 100 sin coins a day? Can you still fucking be black? Forget it, it's a quick fix! Aim to get it done in 10 days! ”

Mei Niang saw that the master of 'Zhuo Bufan' defeated the Shaolin monk unscathed. There was both joy and sadness in his heart, and 'Zhuo Bufan' had a conversation with the Shaolin monk just now. It was very clear and came to the ears of everyone on the Shomu Mountain.

This black flag sword god wants to sacrifice the sword queen with thousands of living beings. The news of the daytime ascension spreads like a plague.

Mei Niang, who was holding back her tears, looked at Lu Renjia, and finally mustered up the courage to say, "Master, can you stay for the slave without sacrificing the sword?"

Looking at Mei Niang's expectant eyes, as a qualified person of the 'Evil God System', Lu Renjia knew that the path he took was all prepared for the thousand-year-old war discipline team battle. There is no choice for every qualified person. Even if there are thorns in front of you, you must grit your teeth and go on.

Shaking his head, Lu Renjia said in a deep voice: "Heaven's will must not be violated, this seat of cultivation has reached the top of the world, it is not tolerated by heaven and earth, if you stay for a little longer, it may end up being the end of your body and soul, you accompany this seat to the last ten days."

In the next ten days, the martial arts myth of 'Zhuo Bufan' took everyone from the Black Flag Alliance, the Easy Sect, and the Vulture Palace to the north. Along the way, there were countless martial arts people from all over the world who came to hear the wind, wanting to witness the grand occasion of the Black Flag Sword God shattering the void and soaring. Even Shaolin rushed to the outside of the gate after cremating the remains of the sweeping monks, under the leadership of Abbot Xuanci.

When tens of thousands of soldiers and horses of the Black Flag Alliance spread rumors and crossed the border in the Great Song Dynasty, even the officials of the Great Song Dynasty issued an order for the guards of various states and provinces to let them go.

Tubo, Western Xia, Dali, the lords of the Three Kingdoms, and the emperors all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the route of the Black Flag Sword God's extraordinary deeds.

On the ninth day, Lu Renjia had already come to Song Liao to hand over. Yelu Hongji, the emperor of the Liao State, and Xiao Feng, the king of the Southern Courtyard who had his legs abolished, had already set up 500,000 elites to wait for the battle at this time.

Yelu Hongji, who was under the protection of thousands of troops, asked Xiao Feng on the side, "Brother Xian, that Black Flag Sword God Zhuo Bufan really has the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth?" ”

Xiao Feng, who frowned, nodded helplessly, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid that in the whole world, no one is his opponent!" ”

As the king of a country, Yelu Hongji looked at the elite soldiers around him, gritted his teeth and said, "Even if he really has the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, what if he really has the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth? I have 500,000 elites in my hands! Are you still afraid of him? ”

But the next scene made the ambitious Liao emperor tremble.

Lu Renjia, who was holding a four-foot 'Soul Devouring Sword' in his hand, was like a demon god who killed all beings, and single-handedly rushed into the battle formation composed of 500,000 elite Liao troops. With a wave of his hand, black swords about ten meters long were released overwhelmingly. Hundreds of elites of the Liao Kingdom fell like pieces of wheat cut by a sickle under the harvest of this black sword.

Some of the martial arts people who had been following from Shaomu Mountain saw the Black Flag Sword God slaughtering the common people like gods and demons. I was already stunned with fright.

Under such a crazy slaughter by Lu Renjia, after losing most of the 500,000 Liao troops, no matter how Yelu Hongji stopped drinking, he still didn't know the situation of rout, and the Liao army, which fled in an instant, ignored Shangguan's drinking, and retreated.

In the eyes of outsiders, this black flag sword god like a demon god doesn't know if he is tired of killing at this time, or if he has made up enough of thousands of living beings. The Liao soldiers, who had allowed the retreat, did not continue to kill.

I saw that the Black Flag Sword God turned around and beckoned to Mei Niang, the shopkeeper of the Black Flag Alliance, and Mei Niang, who had tears in her eyes, stumbled in front of 'Zhuo Bufan', as if she was panicked when she was rescued by 'Zhuo Bufan' from the hands of the Grimace Tiger.

"Master, master, take the slave and maid with you, please, please, please don't leave the slave and maid," the choked Mei Niang cried and begged.

This scene couldn't help but make those children of the rivers and lakes cry. A woman who can give up the wealth of the Black Flag Alliance, who cares about her disgraceful past?

Lu Renjia smiled indifferently: "The place where this seat is going is really not suitable for you, because this seat doesn't know, how will this seat stay when you get there, live well!" This seat is going to leave this body, and it will be regarded as the last gift left to you by this seat."

After that, Lu Renjia stretched out his palm and pressed the top of Mei Niang's head, and the reverse luck of "Northern Darkness Divine Skill" instilled the majestic Northern Darkness True Qi in his body into Mei Niang's body, as if Wu Yazi had empowered himself that day.

In an instant, the vigorous Northern Darkness True Qi made Mei Niang's cultivation improve like a rocket, and the first-class early stage, first-class mid-stage, first-class late stage, and finally after the innate realm, it stopped.

"Return to !!" Lu Renjia shouted in a deep voice at the 'Evil God System'.

When Mei Niang opened her eyes, she only saw the elegant face of 'Zhuo Bufan', with a faint smile, turning into a little brilliance and floating to the sky. (To be continued.) )