Facing the surging black sand palm, the moon cake that was already the host of Yunyin Temple was cautious, and the dragon descending Arhat in front of her looked towards the sky, and a golden dragon poked out a huge dragon head from the sea of clouds, and then rushed down to protect the master.

Pu Wen also came to the moon cake at this time, and with a wave of his hands, eighteen flying swords of different shapes slipped out of his sleeves, and the flying swords shuttled to form a circle, with the tips of the swords pointing forward.

If it was left in the past, Park Wen would have to make a good show, but now that the enemy is present, he doesn't have that kind of thought, and he pushes forward with his right hand, and eighteen flying swords rush forward in a circle.

The sword array rotated at high speed, like sharp serrations, and after colliding with the black sand giant palm, it slashed fiercely, and the sky dragon also landed at this time, four sharp claws grasped the huge arm, and the two exerted force at the same time, and the giant palm collapsed in a short time.

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The seven disciples of the Shangqing Palace holding bronze ancient swords next to them couldn't help but be a little stunned when they saw this, this person could actually manipulate eighteen flying swords at the same time with his own strength, and the sword array composed of flying swords was extremely mysterious, and it was not inferior to the thirty-six Tiangang array of the Shangqing Palace.

Flying swordsmanship is known as "sword" and "sword", sword control is only a simple way to move the sword, the range will not exceed 100 zhang, in the eyes of real swordsmanship, it is just a grandstanding sideway.

When you reach the realm of sword immortals, you can initially master the sword method, and then immerse yourself in the way of the sword for many years, and understand your own sword intent, so that you can touch the threshold of the sword.

Wang Quanquan and Pu Wen have always scoffed at this kind of martial arts that have to distinguish between high and low, if they can't even lower the sword, it can only mean that the strength is insufficient, as long as the cultivation is strong enough, one force will drop ten times, even if it is a divine soldier who gives birth to spiritual intelligence, the overlord must be forced to bow to you.

Eighteen flying swords have been alive for a long time, and they are also honest under the training of Pu Wen for so many years, this flying sword is what was left after the death of the Venerable of Daxue Mountain, as for why he can use it freely, thanks to the friendship between the moon cake and Xiao Hai, if the little thing in the daughter's family is spread out, I am afraid that it will not be able to finish for three days and three nights.

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Seeing that Pu Wen was exerting his strength, the rest of the people were not idle, and the magic weapon in their hands swung hard, making the gap in the sandstorm bigger and bigger.

Yaliu was besieged by the Terrans who were not even as good as pigs and dogs, and became more and more angry, looking up to the sky and letting out a long roar, the four wings behind him flashed hard, and the sandstorm instantly increased in a circle, and even the gap that was punched out healed quickly.

His hands lifted up at this moment, and the yellow sand below immediately stirred, and in a short time, four huge arms rose from the ground, and the momentum almost broke through the sky.

At this moment, everyone understood the gap between them and this monster.

The four giant arms were each about 100 feet thick, and they seemed to move slowly, but in fact, they came to their feet in the blink of an eye, and then grabbed them directly at everyone.

The four sides are occupied by four arms, and the five fingers are closed to cover the sky and the sun, and everyone doesn't care about others at this time, and they each use their magical powers to scatter in all directions.

The king's authority is the highest cultivation, and he is not afraid of this empty attack, and the long sword in his hand cut off a few mud and sand fingers, and his body disappeared in a flash. He Groom has been following Wang Quanquan from the beginning, and he also has the intention of stealing the teacher, and at this moment, he has learned the same thing, and it didn't take much effort to get out of the palm of his hand.

The rest of the people either used talismans to speed up, or relied on the golden body to break through, Pu Wen relied on the dragon technique, holding the moon cake in one hand, and a little Taoist priest with slightly slower legs and feet next to him in the other, and easily drilled out from his fingers.

The scene is all masters, but there is a specialization in the art industry, and not everyone has the ability to escape, when the giant palm is halfway closed, there are still four people in the palm, and everyone feels that there is enough time, and they don't want to change at this time.

I saw that the giant palms of the four sides suddenly stopped closing, and then reluctantly grabbed the wrist of the other arm, and the four palms carried out at the same time, forming a square seal in just a few breaths.

In the distance, there was another sharp howl from Yaliu's mouth, and the four yellow sand arms quickly turned from yellow to black and began to extend each other, and the faces of several people who were still among them changed greatly when they saw this, and it was too late to escape.

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"Black coffin funeral!"

A chilling voice rang out, but not from Raven, but from the four arms.

As the black sand rolled, the arm had completely turned into a huge black coffin, which rose from the ground and plunged into the sky, looking like it was connecting the entire heaven and earth.

Soon, a rumbling sound came, and the black coffin emitted a monstrous aura, and the four people inside slowly sank to the ground, and a dull roar came from the coffin, and the voice was full of despair, and everyone present was shocked by this scene and felt cold.

In the distance, Yue Sulong watched the whole process, and her pretty face became extremely pale, this was the scene when Yaliu was blocked thousands of years ago.

At the last moment, the king's body rushed out, and the people present were all invited by him, and he was responsible for whoever died.

Its falling speed far exceeded that of the black coffin, reaching the ground almost instantly, and the moment it touched the ground, the long sword in Wang Zhiquan's hand swept out, and a huge sword qi burst out from three feet away from the sword body, hitting the black coffin fiercely.

The whole earth trembled, but the black coffin was not damaged at all, Wang Quanquan frowned, and once again he swung a sword, which was even more powerful than just now, leaving a slight crack in the coffin.

The crow above the sky looked down at the king's authority, and a cruel smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, if this spell was so fragile, it would not have nailed himself in the depths of the earth in the infancy back then.

Sure enough, the crack had existed for less than a breath before it healed quickly, and there was no trace of it anymore.

The rest of the people also reacted at this time, and hurriedly used their magical powers to attack the black coffin, but even the king's power couldn't deal with the spell, how could they shake it.

Several golden magic ministers, including the golden dragon, used all their strength to hold the black coffin, but they still couldn't stop its slow downward trend, seeing that the black coffin was about to sink into the ground, a deafening sound came from inside, followed by the second and third sounds.

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Wang Quanquan perked up, looked for the sound, and found the source of the sound thirty feet above the ground, and he did not hesitate to swing his sword.

"Bang" a loud sound came, the black coffin finally opened, an old monk armpit with two young Taoist priests covered in blood jumped out of the black coffin, another old Taoist priest followed, but his front foot just stepped out, the back foot was caught by the healing coffin wall, the old Taoist is also decisive, the peach wood sword in his hand picked, directly choose to sacrifice his life to save his life.

Seeing this, the rest of the people hurriedly stepped forward, except for the old Taoist who broke his own foot and the injury was more serious, the other two little Taoist priests all suffered some skin injuries, because of excessive blood loss, they were still in a coma at the moment.

The old monk Jiekong stood aside, chanting a Buddha name in a low voice, and the back of his hands was bloody, obviously he had just been hit by him.

Wang Quanquan stepped forward apologetically, and was about to speak, but heard the old monk say calmly:

"Your Majesty doesn't need to blame yourself too much, this time we are all here to slay the demon and subdue the demon, and it was the demon who hurt us, not Your Majesty."

Dragon and Tiger Sect Leader Zhang Danxuan also smiled and spoke:

"Your Majesty, this is a good opportunity for the poor Dao to kill a demon and ascend to the Dao, can you drive us away."

"That is, now that it is a personal vendetta, I will cut off the wings of the birdman and roast them." Park Wen interjected.

Hearing this, Wang Quanquan was no longer hypocritical, his eyes turned around firmly, and the long sword in his hand pointed at the sky again.

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