Zheng –

Zhu Xian Sword, Killing Immortal Sword, and Trapping Immortal Sword collided together.

With a strong wave of mana sweeping in, Zhu Tiancang snorted in his mouth, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his figure retreated dozens of miles at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After his body stabilized, a hint of relief flashed in Zhu Tiancang's eyes, and he reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "There are still nine moves!"

He has already fought with Rulai for a full ninety-one moves, and now he only needs to block nine moves, and the Emperor Buddha Throne and the Zhuxian Sword are his, although the Zhuxian Sword is only borrowed for a hundred years, but it is enough for Zhu Tiancang.

If nothing else, he knew very well that he couldn't keep the Four Swords of Zhuxian Immortals, but he just used them to the best of them before the Tongtian Sect Master returned.

However, just as Zhu Tiancang took a deep breath and was about to bully him again, Rulai's voice was so calm that there was not the slightest ripple came from afar: "Zhu Tiancang, are you still complacent about blocking the ninety-one moves of this seat?"

Hearing this, Zhu Tiancang's brows furrowed.

Rulai's voice was so calm, calm that he felt surprised.

"Is it ......?"

Suddenly, Zhu Tiancang seemed to think of something, and his body shook and looked up at Rulai, who had already put away the Zhuxian Sword in the distance, and his pupils shrank and said, "You did it on purpose!"

After speaking, Zhu Tiancang's face turned pale.

He understood why Rulai had done this, and he deliberately fought with himself for ninety-one moves, the purpose of which was just a joke.

What he really wants to show is actually one thing: to deal with him, nine moves are all you need!

Knowing this, how could Zhu Tiancang not be angry? If he came to this move, he clearly looked down on him.

Thinking of this, Zhu Tiancang looked up at Rulai and said, "Rulai, do you think you can defeat me with just nine moves?"

In this regard, Rulai undeniably shrugged his shoulders, slowly stretched out his right hand and said: "Defeat you?" Zhu Tiancang, you feel too good about yourself, let's survive under these nine moves in this seat!"

After finishing the words, the mana in Rulai's hand surged, and the endless aura in the sky above the entire glacier world gathered at a speed visible to the naked eye and turned into a giant hand of ice.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Tiancang exhaled, forcibly suppressed the endless anger in his heart, and did not lose his mind because of this.

Although this move makes people angry, he is very clear about his purpose and will not lose his plans and calculations for the sake of anger.

In the next second, Zhu Tiancang slashed with his sword in both hands, and Taishang's forgetful slash came out.

Phew-

The sword qi swept through the air, heading straight for the ice giant hand above the heavenly dome.

However, this blow did not achieve the effect expected by Zhu Tiancang, and the hand covering the sky was not shattered because of this, only some traces were cracked, and the bearer's devastating momentum fell from the sky.

Outside, all the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and Arhats were stunned, and then they all looked happy.

Until this moment, they also understood what Rulai wanted to express, that is, why do you need a hundred moves to deal with Zhu Tiancang, nine moves are enough!

For a while, there was still a trace of dissatisfaction in everyone's heart, but they were more convinced of Rulai.

If he survived the nine moves under the full outburst of Rulai, then what if Zhu Tiancang was made to be the emperor and Buddha, in the final analysis, this matter would be more beneficial to the Western religion.

Moreover, the status of the Emperor Buddha is transcendent, but he does not have any real power, but the vast majority of people are not happy to have another boss above them.

Similarly, Ao Lie and the others also realized what Rulai wanted to express, and their expressions were a little ugly, especially Ao Lie, who tightened the hilt of the sword in his hand and gritted his teeth and said, "Damn, how can this be!"

Sun Wukong's face is even more ugly, Rulai is using his magical powers at this moment, although it is a very common one-handed to cover the sky, but it makes him more aware of the gap between the two sides, compared to the previous use of the sword to resist the enemy and Rulai, at this moment is the real Rulai, belonging to his real strength.

Subconsciously tightened his fluffy fists, Sun Wukong said secretly: "It seems that my grandson has no reason to continue to stay, and it is time to leave after the end of the Journey to the West, whether it is Rulai or Zhu Tiancang, they have gone far, and my grandson must catch up as soon as possible." ”

Originally, the psychology of having to compete with Rulai and the shame before the snow dissipated, Sun Wukong couldn't wait to leave immediately to find Nuwa and them to guide the cultivation, he already understood how pale and powerless his former complacent power had become.

In the ice world, one hand covered the sky and bombarded the last intact ice surface.

Boom –

The deafening roar resounded, although Zhu Tiancang escaped with the Golden Crow Rainbow Technique and covered the sky with one hand, his own condition was not very good, and in front of the supernatural powers, the power of the sword path became a little unbearable.

Of course, if he casts the Four Heavenly Forms, he can still break it, but in that case, Zhu Tiancang will lose his strength, unless he reaches the last move, Zhu Tiancang will not take risks.

Avoiding this move of covering the sky with one hand, Zhu Tiancang exhaled, put away the double swords in his hand, and looked at Rulai with a fighting gaze: "There are eight more moves, Rulai, continue!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Tiancang and Rulai didn't have time to reflect, and the scene in front of them came to a world where the owner of the endless boiling volcano came, and unexpectedly, after the face monk noticed that the glacier world had been broken, he transferred Zhu Tiancang and Rulai to another battlefield.

Looking around, Zhu Tiancang was shocked in his heart, and said secretly: "Is there really three thousand worlds?"

It was cold ice before, and now it is a volcano, Zhu Tiancang didn't dare to imagine what would happen next, but he was sure of one thing, that is, the face monk did have the power to rival the saint as he said before.

At this moment, Rulai's voice came from afar: Zhu Tiancang, take me Rulai's divine palm!"

Following the prestige, I saw a huge flame golden body of 3,000 zhang emerging, the flame in his right hand was as hot as the sun, and it had the speed of a meteor, and it shot straight towards the area where Zhu Tiancang was located.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Tiancang's eyes shrank, as if he had thought of something, and frowned: "This is one of the five Ming King clones of Rulai!"

"The nine-headed golden eagle also performed a similar move back then, but it was simply different from the deity of Rulai. ”

"But in that case, Marshal Ben is no longer hiding anything, do you want to fight for magical powers? Marshal Ben has never been afraid of anyone!"

After finishing speaking, Zhu Tiancang's eyes flashed, and the mana around his body surged at this moment, and he began to pinch the magic seal in his hand.

With the terrifying mana fluctuations surging, Rulai, who was standing above the Flame King on the other end, frowned, and he felt a hint of threat.

At the same time, Zhu Tiancang's cold voice resounded throughout the area: "Is it fire? No matter how powerful the fire is, can it be stronger than the sun?

(End of chapter)