Sajin Street is already in chaos, and some people have closed thousands of zhang around Hanguang Pavilion with a formation.

The four of the Seven Realms fell into a scuffle, and the scene was scorching.

Jiang Mian hid under a dilapidated house, and the sword qi cut towards him.

The swordman was hidden in the shadows, and she was dressed in white and veiled.

The killing sword was dodged by the black shadow with the Dao method, and the sword qi could not be controlled, and it slashed towards the young man not far away.

The sword-making man's eyes froze, and she saw Jiang Mian.

Before he could exhale the word Jiangzi, he was kicked in the abdomen by a black shadow that suddenly appeared, and he flew upside down for several feet.

And on Jiang Mian's side, the sword qi came in an instant.

The change happened suddenly, and Jiang Mian didn't have time to react.

Subconsciously the meridians of the whole body are running, the big acupoints are unraveled, the long tendons burst out, and the qi and blood of the martial arts of the Yi Jin Realm surge.

Jiang Mian took out the short knife in his sleeve, and waved the pig-killing technique with his hand, he took out the knife extremely fast, and his power exploded in an instant.

Ding.

The short knife is in harmony with the sword qi.

Everything happens between the lights and the fire.

The next moment, the boy's body fell backwards like a kite with a broken string.

The realm of the sword man is much higher than him, and his cultivation is tantamount to blocking the car with his mantis arm.

When the sword qi was about to tear Jiang Mian's body apart.

Cinnabar swept in from behind, and she was surprisingly fast.

Jiang Mian was stunned for a moment, and the cinnabar stood in front of him.

She snapped.

The endless flow of qi was full, and the qi pill in the body rotated rapidly, and the acupoints, five organs, and blood marrow of the human body seemed to be one. The whole body exploded.

Cinnabar pulled out a wolftooth stick out of nowhere, wrapped around the qi machine, and covered the body of the rod.

The next moment, the big stick swept out, scattering the sword qi with an unstoppable momentum.

"Jiang Gongzi is fine."

Jiang Mian looked at the gentle and pretty face that was close at hand, and nodded blankly.

Although I have long realized that this cinnabar is not simple, I really didn't expect it to be so ruthless.

"This place is dangerous, I'll take my son away." After speaking, without waiting for Jiang Mian to answer, Cinnabar pulled him up.

If it weren't for the fact that Sajin Street had been cleared today, otherwise this large area of ruins and ruins would have killed many innocent people.

Jiang Mian had just used a short knife to block the sword qi, and his hands cracked and trembled.

Suddenly there was a swordsman's shout in the distance.

"Dead bald donkey, do you really want to fight me to the death?"

"Amitabha."

The Golden Buddha and the swordsman have been fighting in close combat, and the swordsman's sword intent is monstrous, and he has three swords in a row.

One sword is more killing intent than one sword, and three swords are handed out.

The sword is four straight letters.

Sword five.

Sword Six Wild Grass.

The three-foot sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and the swordsman uses the sword to inscribe on the white xuan, and the iron draws the silver hook.

The surrounding rolled up wood and stone were torn to pieces by the qi machine when they were close to the two of them, and the white-clothed monk was covered in blood at this time, and his exquisite snow silk Zen clothes were soaked in blood.

Buddhism King Kong is worthy of its name, even if the blood dyes the clothes, he is still not happy or sad: "The little monk just doesn't want to kill in this world." ”

The monk put his hands together, bathed in Buddha light, his palms pushed out, and he pinched the sword qi with one finger.

Jiang Mian looked at it, and only felt that this set of kung fu was smooth and extremely beautiful.

"The Great Compassion Hand of Zen Buddhism." Mai swordsman has a bad heart, and it is too late to disperse the sword qi.

The monk smiled lightly, lowered his eyebrows, and already had two bodhisattva appearances.

He locked the sword qi with both palms, and his palms were horizontal.

With a bang, the sword qi was pushed into the swordsman's body.

The Mai swordsman couldn't hold back any longer, and spit out a mouthful of blood, and he was restrained by a move that had the upper hand just now.

Jiang Mian was terrified when he watched from a distance, the people of the Seven Realms were close to the immortals, but these two people chose to fight in close quarters, recruiting blood, and if they were not careful, their cultivation would disperse like a rain cloud.

Kaishan Fist +1+1+1+1

+1 Pig Killing Skill

Watching the people of the Seven Realms fight, he actually improved his martial arts cultivation. Jiang Mian watched the Buddha Gate King Kong punch and watched the sword technique of the Seven Realms, and there were many more insights in his mind.

"It's not over yet!" Cinnabar said with a solemn face.

Jiang Mian looked at it again, and the swordsman who was penetrated by his sword aura still had the strength to pinch the monk's shoulder.

The delicate sword intent locked the monk.

Then he spit out a sword qi from his mouth, and in an instant, the sword qi broke through the monk's forehead, leaving a bloody mark on the skin.

The white-robed monk's golden body was broken.

"Sword Seven?"

The swordsman hummed softly: "Moli Plum Blossom." ”

The two of them retreated without hesitation, both were seriously injured, and if they continued to fight, they would really have to divide life and death.

On another battlefield, the battle between the Great Confucian of the Destiny Realm and the Daoist of the Transformation God Realm was also about to end.

The Taoist conjured up countless Dao bombardments, and the old Confucian was inducted by heaven and earth, and used the power of heaven and earth to compete with the Taoist, and no one could help anyone.

The clothes of the Taoist were torn apart by the thunder and lightning borrowed by the Confucian scholars, and his whole body was covered with fine scars.

And the situation of the old Confucian surnamed Ruan is not much better, the old man in black is unpredictable, especially good at talismans, the monks of the god transformation period use the vitality of heaven and earth as the pen, and everything in the world is the talisman paper, and the means are spiritual, which is really difficult.

His "literati style" was almost interrupted.

The four Seven Realms restrained each other, and no one dared to act rashly.

Under the Tao Sutra.

The petite black-robed figure and the white-robed man were the two most competitive on the scene.

The two of them looked at the four realms, the black-robed man seemed to be a person from the Daomen, and the white-clothed woman used a sword, so she should be a disciple of Jianshan.

The monk and the old Confucian surnamed Ruan glanced at each other, each calculating in their hearts.

Confucianism and Buddhism don't actually need this Taoist scripture, the system is not comprehensible, and it is useless for them.

They just don't want the Dao Sutra to be obtained by the other two factions.

The Jade Muscle Breath Technique was created by the Daomen Qingliangguan Red Dragon Zhenren, and was born for nearly three hundred years.

Although it is a basic art of breathing, it has stolen the heavenly opportunity and hides the secret of immortality.

Three hundred years ago, the Red Dragon Zhenren suppressed all the sects, and the Daomen became the state religion of the Great Zhou Dynasty, all of which are inseparable from this technique.

Later, the Daomen infighting, the red dragon real person disappeared, and Taixuanshan replaced Qingliangguan as the head of the Daomen.

A few months ago, a mysterious person released the news that the jade muscle breathing technique that had been lost for three hundred years in the Daomen would be auctioned in Hanguang Pavilion in Lin'an City, and all parties were shaken.

"Jiang Gongzi." Cinnabar whispered: "These seniors are seriously injured, and they can't maintain the big array, and the enchantment will be broken when the time comes, and the slaves will do their best to send you out." ”

Jiang Mian nodded, he understood that this was not the time to be reckless.

Cinnabar is also a martial artist, judging from the breath released by just picking up the big stick, it is at least the fourth realm.

The greater the supernatural powers these people showed, the more they would inspire Jiang Mian's heart to become stronger.

The woman in white and the man in black under the Taoist scripture fought in the dark, the strength of the two was not much different, and the system had no restraint relationship, and they couldn't tell the difference between victory and defeat for a while.

Although the other guests also have some strength, they obviously don't dare to grab things from these big factions.

Finally, the large array with a diameter of thousands of zhang collapsed, the enchantment was shattered, and Jiang Mian could feel that trace of heaven and earth vitality again when he breathed and breathed.

The Jade Muscle Breath Technique works automatically.

I don't know if I heard it wrong, Jiang Mian seemed to hear that scroll of Dao Sutra make a cheerful sound when he was running the Jade Muscle Exhalation Technique.

It's like a fish meets water, and a goose returns home.

"Let's go!"

Cinnabar pulled Jiang Mian and flew away, and after a few breaths, he had already jumped out of a few hundred zhang.