In the face of the torrent of long swords that Yang Yan blasted down, there were a full 1.5 million long swords, although two-thirds of them were broken swords.

But those remnant swords, under the blessing of Yang Xian's sword momentum, also burst out with their last sharpness.

At this time, the Buddha's Dharma Appearance exuded a purple halo all over his body, and the entire Dharma Aspect turned into a material with a glazed body.

Yang Xian's face was solemn, and he could clearly feel the huge repulsive power of the power of heaven and earth against that purple glazed law phase.

Yang Shi himself is only a half-step martial god realm, and Yang Shi's spiritual power is only a rudimentary form, so in the previous state of the Buddha's Dharma Phase, Yang Shi can only feel a sense of disobedience.

Knowing that this Buddha's Dharma Aspect has become what it is now, Yang Xian can clearly perceive the rejection of this Dharma Aspect by the power of heaven and earth.

The torrent of swords returning to the sect has already blasted down.

"Annihilation!"

The Buddha raised his head with his hands folded, and the Dharma movement was the same as his, and at this time, the Buddha's eyes had completely turned purple, an evil purple.

And another "tool man" who stopped at the peak realm, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the breath on his body quickly withered.

His eyes were full of horror.

He wanted to struggle, but at this time, his own body was also shrouded in the evil Buddha, and there was no way to get out of it without any problem.

After a while, the body of this "tool man" at the peak of the realm began to twist, atrophy, and then completely disappeared, leaving only a robe and falling to the ground.

It seems that this tool man who stops the top is as if he has been "digested" directly in the body by the evil Buddha.

The existence of the evil Buddha is not without a price.

With the urging of the Buddha, the purple light that induced labor spread in all directions with the evil Buddha as the center.

Yang Xian raised his eyebrows, and through his spiritual power, he could sense the position shrouded in purple light, as if there was an extra layer of ash.

Puff puff!

At this time, the torrent of long swords had already made contact with the purple halo.

Long swords slammed into the purple light.

But then, Yang Xian's pupils shrank suddenly.

I saw that those long swords in the torrent of long swords that carried the terrifying sword momentum quickly dissolved the moment they touched the purple halo.

Although the sword momentum carried by the long sword slammed on the purple halo and suppressed the purple halo, those physical long swords did indeed dissolve.

This purple halo made Yang Xian feel jealous.

Although in the sword style of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, the real lethality is not the long sword itself, the long sword is only the carrier of the sword momentum.

The real damage is the sword momentum attached to the long sword.

But under normal circumstances, even if they are bounced away, those long swords will return to the torrent under the traction of the sword momentum, and attack repeatedly.

But now those long swords melted when they came into contact with the purple light, and although the sword momentum they carried poured out, they could attack repeatedly and became a one-time one.

However, the purple light was also constantly trembling and compressed in the torrent of long swords.

The evil Buddha is also constantly retreating.

Yang Xian raised his eyebrows, I still don't believe it, the torrent of more than a million long swords can't kill you!

And those remnant swords are themselves the swords of the Three Holy Kingdoms and the Great Xia soldiers, although they were enemies before, but at this moment they are facing the common enemy of this piece of heaven and earth.

As if feeling Yang Shi's determination, the remnant swords trembled slightly, and the sword momentum that erupted was even better.

Lakh!

Two hundred thousand!

Forty!

Fifty!

In a moment, there were 500,000 long swords that melted in the purple light.

At this point, in the torrent of long swords, the complete sword weapons from the battlefield in front of Great Xia and the soldiers of the Three Holy Kingdoms have all dissolved.

The rest are all remnant swords that have just been awakened from under the Red Lake!

Although these long swords were incomplete, the sword momentum that erupted was even more violent than the complete 500,000 long swords in front of them.

Although 500,000 long swords were dissolved, the purple evil light was also suppressed to an extreme.

Rumble!

As the torrent of swords continued to bombard, one after another the remnant swords began to dissolve in the purple halo.

But the purple light is only the last thin layer.

The Buddha's face was ugly, and he kept retreating.

…

Rumble!

Finally, after dissolving the remnant sword of about 100,000 again, the last thin layer of purple halo was also blasted away.

After the purple halo was blasted away, the terrifying sword momentum of the remaining remnant sword bearer directly hit the glazed body of the evil Buddha.

Burst!

The remnant sword slammed into the body of the evil Buddha, and the sword weapon that was already broken itself directly shattered into fragments in the sky.

Boom Boom!

One by one, the broken swords shattered.

Yang Xi actually felt a tragic emotion.

Under the impact of the remnant sword, although the body of the evil Buddha kept retreating, it was nothing more.

"It really surprised me to blow up the evil light of destroying the world."

"However, just with these broken copper and iron, you still want to break the evil Buddha's Dharma body, it's too naïve for you." The voice of the Buddha seems to be no longer in this dimension.

"Big Luo Buddha Hand!"

A roar.

The Evil Buddha suddenly stretched out a huge palm and slapped it at the torrent of long swords.

Rumble!

In an instant, the torrent of long swords was unexpectedly scattered with a slap, and a large piece of the broken sword was directly smashed into pieces.

Yang Xian's face was ugly.

The sword heart pulls, and the scattered torrent regathers.

The torrent of 1.5 million long swords, at this time there were only about 600,000 remnant swords left.

Yang Xi sensed it, and the sword momentum of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect was still sufficient, but there were not many carriers.

In the game of Yang Xianjianghu, although there are still many long swords, even if they are all manifested, they are not as large as before.

The sword momentum is still there, but the carrier is not enough.

But...

And also...

And a sword!

Yang Yan raised his hand and glanced at the evil Buddha, where he was shrouded in purple halo before, those lands and red sands had all turned into ashes.

At this moment, a fragment of a broken sword fell on it.

Burst~

As the fragments of the remnant sword touched the ashes.

The dirt and red sand, even one of the stones, turned directly into fly ash and then dissipated.

When Yang Xi saw this scene, his pupils shrank.

It's really, annihilation!

Evil Buddha!

Alien!

Yang Xian's gaze locked on the purple evil Buddha.

"Truly..."

The Buddha Saint Monster laughed a few times: "How about it, feel the power of the world-destroying evil light." ”

"You don't have many swords, do you?"

The Buddha looked at the only remaining remnant sword behind Yang Shi's back.

"Kill you, that's enough!"

Yang Shi raised his head, his eyes cold.

The terrifying sword momentum began to compress... Compressed in Yang Xi himself.

Burst~

A blood streak shattered from Yang Shi's face.

But Yang Shi did not move.

Burst~

Another streak of blood, cracked on the arm.

The Buddha looked at this scene meaningfully: "How did you find that you couldn't beat it and started to hurt yourself?" ”

Yang Shi did grin.

The sword momentum of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect is really terrifying, and in the state of the overlord body, he can't compress much of the sword momentum.