Chapter 252: There is no turning back when the bow is opened
The sword light and the palm shadow are heavily opposed.
In the center of the Qianzhang monk's dharma, there was a monk who was bleeding from the seven orifices, and a spider web-like shatter began to appear in the palm of his hand.
Just as he was thinking about this to withdraw his palm, the law direction was higher, and the last large mountain that was moved by the Nagabeard Daoist with the method of moving mountains fell heavily.
"You!" The monk's eyes were gloomy as he looked at the man who had added fuel to the fire.
In this way, the monk's retreat was completely blocked.
Da Yue pressed the palm of the Fa Xiang's hand, and was pierced by the sky-piercing sword light.
That great mountain reacted the most violently, first all the spiritual energy above the mountain evaporated into white mist in an instant, and then the mountain of gravel and dust shattered into powder.
The monk spat out a mouthful of blood, and the entire Qianzhang Dharma was like a building about to collapse, crumbling. But at this moment, it is definitely not the time to withdraw the Fa Xiang and escape, once he is caught up by Wang Wei, he will only be greeted by an extremely miserable end.
Thousands of zhang dharma phases, shrouded in white mist.
The monk's eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, but he did not find Wang Xi's figure.
As a result, the next moment, there was a loud bang, and the door of the Fa Xiang suddenly struck hard.
Wang Evil suddenly appeared in front of Fa Xiang, and with a powerful blow, the Hao Thunder Evil Punishment Style, slammed on the door of Fa Xiang's face, and actually smashed Fa Xiang's cheeks slightly collapsed.
However, this was only the beginning, and after the first thunderclap, there was a succession of thunderbolts.
Wang Xi's whole person was suspended in the air, with a golden dragon wrapped around his waist, and his fist was like thunder.
The monk was in the center of the Dharma, so he had to endure the severe pain, and constantly used the Buddha's Dharma seal to repair the cracks and shatters everywhere.
The king's evil momentum has not decreased but increased, and there is a battle of hammering the sky and smashing the ground, and the heavy fists of punch after punch have smashed the majestic Dharma Statue to pieces.
The monk sighed, only to feel a gust of wind blowing in front of him, and after a while, he was smashed by a heavy fist and collapsed in front of the door, falling from the center of the Dharma Phase.
The monk fell about ten zhang, and suddenly slapped his palms violently, instantly stabilizing his body.
"If you stand by and watch, don't blame the poor monk for killing you together." The monk was concise and to the point.
After finishing speaking, with a casual throw, the blood-stained robe on his body slowly rose, turning into a noisy power grid at a speed visible to the naked eye, and flew towards Wang Xie.
Wang Wei held the sword in both hands, raised the blade of the sword to his forehead, and drew a sword aura.
In the next moment, his whole body was against the wind and killed the monk, and it was even faster than that sword qi.
With a stabbing sound, the robe cracked and shattered into countless pieces.
But it's not a big deal, this immortal soldier's robe is just a strategy to delay time, taking advantage of this gap, the monk who was destroyed by the law was sacrificed a Wujin Zen staff, and swung it violently at the king who was killed with a sword.
The long sword and the Zen staff bordered, bursting out with violent white light and qi waves.
The two of them were each shocked and retreated, Wang Wei retreated about ten zhang, and the monk retreated about five zhang, and quickly stabilized his body.
It seemed that the monk had a slight upper hand, but in fact, his hands were slightly numb at this moment, he didn't dare to have the slightest slackness, he shouted violently, and waved the Zen staff in his hand with all his strength, and in an instant, he hit nine golden circles of brilliance.
"Kind of interesting." Wang sneered, his heart moving slightly.
The Nine Galloping Sword Shadows responded and slashed all the nine golden circles away.
But I never thought that the nine golden circles bumped into each other, and the sound of jingling bells was endless, and the nine golden circles were differentiated.
The monk gritted his teeth, waved the Zen staff in his hand with one hand, "fished back" the gold circles scattered around, and then smashed them out violently.
A long river of gold composed of thousands of golden circles rushed towards Wang Evil.
In this long river, the golden "waves" collided with each other, and the number skyrocketed, and in the blink of an eye, it had covered all the directions in which Wang Wei might be far away, and there was no way to avoid it, but to resist hard.
Wang Wei subconsciously wanted to pull out the steel whip on his waist to resist this golden river.
With a sound of rubbing, a golden light and shadow crossed his ears, leaving a blood-drenched blood groove on Wang Xi's cheek, and at the same time, he actually cut off the corner of his shoulder armor.
His whole body was instantly swallowed up by the long river, and disappeared in a burst of golden light.
The monk looked intently at the golden circle gushing, and a striking bright red blood was particularly conspicuous in the golden river.
He couldn't help but laugh, "You brought it on yourself."
"Oh? Really?" Wang Evil's voice sounded beside him, and the monk was so frightened that he almost fell from the sky.
The monk turned his head sharply, but the next moment, a heavy punch slammed into his chest.
The monk's chest collapsed slightly, and his eyes almost popped out of his sockets, and Wang Wei rose up, and his body shook and approached a few steps, ready to catch up, and several punches in succession broke the monk's skull and spit blood.
The monk naturally did not sit still, and just as Wang Xie was about to finish his sword and was about to pierce his chest, a gray figure split out from his bruised body, and was the first to be pierced through his chest by the sword.
Wang Xie was a little surprised, he actually used the Yin God to resist this sword, and he was at the end of his rope?
I never thought that when the yin god was dying, a pair of withered branches-like thin old hands grabbed Wang Xie's arm, and in his eyes, golden light burst out. It seems that he wants to blow up his whole body and die with him.
About four or five zhang below him, although the monk's face was like ashes, he still continued to form the Dharma seal.
A hint of foreboding vaguely rose in the king's disgust, and he suddenly noticed a tightness in his waist and abdomen, and when he looked down, it turned out to be the robe that had been torn apart by him with his sword qi before.
The fragments of the robe, like maggots attached to the bones, clinged to the armor, and on each fragment there was a monster ghost figure slowly swaying.
The monk couldn't help laughing, "Wang Xi, let's see if you die or not......
In fact, the monk's biggest concern is still the long-bearded Daoist from the Nine Demon Sect, if that Daoist takes advantage of his necessity and takes him and Wang Evil to kill it together, it will be more than worth the loss.
The next moment, the Yin God and the hundreds of demons who were imprisoned on his robes were about to explode. The monk suddenly felt a pain in his vest, and when he looked down, the tip of a half-foot sword protruded from his chest.
Wang Evil's Yang God grabbed the monk's neck with one hand, grasped the hilt of the sword with the other, and jerked it outward, taking away all the vitality of the monk.
The monk Yin God, seeing this situation, scolded angrily, how long can he support a Yin God without his body, anyway, at the moment, he has no courage to burn with Wang Evil Jade, and he will turn his head and flee away.
Wang Evil Eyes were quick, grabbed the rainbow light one step at a time, and then imprisoned it in the palm of his hand.
Yin God and Body, become one.
"You old bald donkey was ruthless before, I won't let you die so easily."
He grabbed the wisp of Yin God and slapped it towards the monk Tianling Gai, and the rainbow light transformed by the Yin God was actually slapped back into his body with a palm.
The monk's gray eyes began to gradually change color, but soon the whole body began to shake like chaff, and the seven orifices smoked.
"I'm afraid you won't survive, so I put a samadhi fire in it just now." Wang Wei laughed.
The sky above his head suddenly began to become a little dark, and the king knew that something was wrong, so he forcibly twisted his waist and turned his horse, without looking, and immediately shot a sharp fist the size of a bucket truck.
With a bang, the oncoming mountain shattered on the spot.
But soon, the second, the third, and the fourth, with ten hills, seemed to be strung together into a string of beads by an invisible rope, and smashed towards the king.
"Playing so big, the four great mountains of that dynasty were all destroyed by me, and I actually dared to use the mountain-moving method." Wang Wei exclaimed.
Although he said that, Wang Wei did not dare to slack off at all, and in an instant, his whole body seemed to be integrated into the sun, and his brilliance was comparable to that of the great sun, and his punches were like a dragon.
The mountains were shattered by the strength of the fist.
The remaining three mountains were connected to each other, and one of them was a figure that stepped into the air at great speed, and between the lightning and flint, it fell with a fist.
Wang Xie was defenseless, the golden helmet on his head was smashed by a punch, and the whole person was smashed upside down by this domineering punch and flew out.
Wang Evil's body slammed down on the fragments of a certain mountain, and after crushing the fragments, he hovered in mid-air, poofed, spat out a mouthful of bloody spit, and rose into the sky again.
The Taoist's eyes narrowed slightly, and he blocked the fist with his tied hands across his chest, and in the next moment, Wang Xi's thunderous punch came one after another, and he was pushed back with a punch.
"I thought I was a qi refiner, but I didn't expect that your old immortal fist and physique are good, at this point, your demon clan really has the advantage of time and place." Wang Wei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand and smiled.
The Taoist stepped on two parts under his feet, clasped his palms together and slapped it violently, and finally shook the sharp fist that lingered around his body, and said with a smile: "I guess your original plan was to wait for that kid to refine his natal object and disperse us, and then it was done, right?"
The king smiled evilly and said nothing.
The Taoist paused, and then continued: "But you never thought that I would directly move the four great mountains of the Ghost Car Dynasty, and now the four great mountains have been destroyed by you, this crime is no less than killing a human emperor who still has the strength to kill with the body of a god, and there is no turning back from the bow, can you afford such a crime?"
"If I'm not mistaken, you've been fighting with half your mind until now, and you're already at the end of your lamp and crossbow, right?"
Wang Xie didn't speak, and after briefly adjusting the disordered qi in his body, he smashed his fist at the Taoist.
It was still the unpretentious heavy fist, the Taoist smiled and shook his head, and a golden body was like a pile of bricks and walls in an instant, suddenly formed.
The domineering fist strength is like a mud cow entering the sea, dissipating into the invisible.
Wang Evil did not give up, fought with Jiaolong fist, and continued to punch.
The law phase continued to shatter, but those big hands were not affected, and instantly grabbed Wang Xi.
"Stubborn, let you be a dead ghost in my Heavenly Absolute Array today!" Laughed.
The thousand zhang law phase, with his palms together, seemed to knead Wang Wei into a ball of flesh.
At the same time, he also secretly calculated in his heart that if the body of an ancient god was completely integrated into this Heavenly Absolute Formation, the rank of his treasure formation would climb to such a terrifying realm, and he was afraid that if the real god fell into this formation, he could only sit and wait to die.
But he didn't notice at all that there was a red and a blue, and two talismans quietly ascended to the sky and fell to the ground.