"Buddhist disciples?"

No wonder everyone has this question, the appearance of the monk is too representative, and when he holds it up with one palm, the purple and gold light wheel is like a dream, and in a trance, all the knights can see the words and scriptures emerging from the void.

Shangyangzi obviously didn't expect this result, for this "Xuantian Sect Master" is problematic, although he was mentally prepared, but there was such a thing as a monk under the black robe, he didn't expect it at all.

The Fanbang monk held up the purple gold light wheel with both palms, and the ten "Xuantian Sect Protectors" standing behind him also removed their disguises at this moment, and in the exclamations of everyone, the real bodies of these Dharma protectors under the black robes were all people of foreign races.

Ten monks flew in, palms touched, and formed a circle to surround Shangyangzi, these people recited foreign scriptures, circles of purple and gold colors rose from around them, and a hemispherical light curtain like a cage slowly took shape.

At this moment, the ambition of the Xuantian Sect has been exposed, and the other party is not here for any war at all, they are here to leave this Wudang Great Elder behind.

"The way of the devil does not speak of faith! Let's go together! Rescue Michicho Kamiyoko! The Master of the Red Eyebrows shouted and took the lead in killing.

Following him, Su Xiuxiu, the head of Emei, and Yuan Muhan, the head of Kunlun, all drew their swords one after another and killed the Xuantian disciples on the opposite side.

As for the two masters of Wudang, Si Luochao and Song Yangui, they had already joined the battle as early as when the Dharma protectors revealed their true bodies.

The scene was chaotic, and the Thousand Faces Dharma King looked at Shangyangzi who was trapped by the formation, and laughed triumphantly, only to see him wave his big hand, and in the surrounding mountains and forests, countless Xuantian Sect disciples poured out like a tide.

"Xuantian Sect——! You've had this idea a long time ago, haven't you? Seeing that his disciples were beaten and retreated by the masters of the Xuantian Sect, Yuan Mu asked coldly.

The Thousand Faces laughed and mocked, "You are stupid! Do you really think that just a small amount of money can make the sect leader back down? Joke! If it weren't for the fact that I would have killed you all in one fell swoop, you would have been reunited under the Yellow Springs seven days ago! ”

As the arrogant words of the Thousand Faces Dharma King fell, the true Xuantian Sect protectors also appeared one after another, and these people were caught off guard by the righteous path.

At this moment, the biggest reliance on the righteous path side, Wudang Great Elder Shangyangzi has been trapped by the formation of the monks, but on the demon path side, the Thousand Faces Dharma King still has some spare strength.

Don't look at Shangyangzi just now killing him as easily as slaughtering a chicken, thinking that this person is a showman, in fact, the martial arts of the Thousand Faces Dharma King are quite high, even if he breaks his arm, he is still the top existence in the rivers and lakes.

Although compared to Shangyangzi, the Thousand Faces Dharma King is not an opponent at all, but in the face of this group of juniors, he is a mountain that this group of people cannot cross even if they try their best.

The situation soon developed towards an irreversible collapse, and the countless masters of the Ten Great Dharma Protectors of the Xuantian Sect happened to be equivalent to the righteous path knights, but the existence of the Thousand Faces Dharma King made this balance completely tilt to the side of the Demon Dao.

He is like a wolf entering a flock, killing people is like slaughtering a pig and slaughtering a dog, like entering a no-man's land, and there is no enemy in front of him.

"Hahaha - old thing! Today I will tell you what will happen to your Dharma King! ”

The bloodthirsty gaze of the Thousand Faces Dharma King fell on the Wudang disciples in the battle situation, he glanced back at Shangyangzi who was still trapped in the formation, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and he said arrogantly: "Today, none of your disciples and grandchildren, this Dharma King will not let go!" ”

As he spoke, the figure of the Thousand-Faced Dharma King rolled up, turned into a filthy tornado and soared into the sky, and then slammed into the battle situation of Wudang.

He stomped on the ground, causing those Wudang disciples to stumble one after another, and then at the moment when the opponent's body was unstable, his palms came out together, and dark rays shot out like raindrops, and suddenly the blood mist filled the sky, and the screams rang out.

Seeing this, the anger in Si Luochao's eyes could no longer be extinguished, he forcibly got out of the battle situation and rushed to the front of the Thousand Faces Dharma King, even if he hit the stone with an egg, he would definitely not be able to make the other party be so unscrupulous again.

The Thousand Faces Dharma King looked at Si Luochao, and let out a burst of disdainful laughter: "You dare to stand in the way of this Dharma King!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the Thousand-Faced Dharma King pushed his right palm, and a turbid current rampage, roaring and surging towards Si Luochao.

Even though the latter knew that he was invincible, but behind him was Wudang's fellow disciples, and he had no way to retreat or retreat, so he had to bite the bullet and condense the true qi of his whole body to resist it.

Si Luochao slashed towards a sword, and the blooming sword blossom was like a mud dragon entering the sea, soaked by the turbidity current at a speed visible to the naked eye, Si Luochao's face turned pale little by little, his feet slipped out of two deep ravines on the ground, and his body was forced back irrepressibly.

"I can't help myself."

The Thousand Faces Dharma King sneered, and with a wave of his hand, the turbidity current instantly skyrocketed several times, and he was about to completely submerge Si Luochao.

At the moment of life and death, suddenly three sword qi fell from the sky, like three nails, stuck on the turbidity current, and fixed the unstoppable waves outside Zhangyu.

Si Luochao, who was finally able to breathe, breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked back in surprise, only to see three Daoists stepping into the air, and the long swords in their hands shook together, and the sword qi fell from the sky, completely dispersing the turbid current.

When everyone was shocked, Si Luochao also shouted gratefully: "Thank you three Taoist friends for saving me!" ”

The Thousand Faces Dharma King's offensive was blocked, and his own face gradually turned cold, he looked at the three Taoists, and said in a cold voice: "Yushu, Empty Valley, Guiyun. The three heroes of Qingcheng have arrived, heh! ”

The person who came was the head of the Qingcheng faction and his two junior disciples, and as soon as the three of them appeared on the stage, they made a strong move, which greatly raised the prestige of the righteous path.

At this moment, Yushu Zhenren stood up and stared at the Thousand Faces Law King with cold eyes: "Thousand Faces Law King, your Xuantian Sect has made a move on my Dao Sect disciple without authorization, have you ever asked me about the sword in my hand. ”

"Hah!" The Thousand Faces Dharma King sneered, and he said indifferently: "What if the masters of the Qingcheng Sect have arrived, today I have done it in the Xuantian Sect, I am not afraid of you coming, if you want to die, come up!" ”

"Then let the three of us first come and learn the kung fu of the Xuantian Sect Dharma King."

The Daoist of the Empty Valley said coldly, and then the sword light in his hand flickered, and the flying sword qi turned into a Dao streamer from the leaders of the people, and thirteen sword lights fell like a lock of the heavenly moat, surrounding the thousand-faced Dharma King.

"Bells and whistles."

The Thousand Faces Dharma King sneered, and then slapped out a palm, and the terrifying palm power shattered the sword light, and came straight to the empty valley, and at this time, Guiyun Dao Chang made a move.

His long sword drew a Dao ring in front of him, and the arc-shaped light and shadow flickered, and the palm power of the Thousand Faced Dharma King hit it, all of which turned into invisible.

Then, Yushu Zhenren stepped into the air, the long sword in his hand fell into three rays of light and shadow, and the Thousand Faces Dharma King struck out with one palm, but he was locked by these three sword qi, pulling his figure into the encirclement of the three of them.

With the three of them making eye contact, three different true qi attacked the Thousand Faces Dharma King together, and the latter stood still, his palms struck left and right, and the turbidity current turned into a circular wave group, carrying this attack.

"Three-talent sword formation? It's kind of interesting, go ahead and come! ”

(End of chapter)