Chapter 33: Eighteen Bronze Men (3)

The dazzling golden light exploded above the official road, and when it reached its peak, it disappeared in an instant like a river pouring down.

Not far away, the brightly lit Jinling City that never sleeps, the night soldiers on the head of the city, found that a little golden light on the official road was as bright as day, and then quietly dissipated.

The night soldier wearing black light armor rubbed his eyes and said in a very authentic Jinling dialect:

"It's so dark, what's the light? I guess it's too sleepy. ”

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The golden light dissipated, but the aftermath was undecided.

The shock caused by the hedging of the two forces made the dust fly on this official road.

The movement made by Ye Xian's knife is really big.

It was so big that even Xiang Fang, who was concentrating on cutting the Ming King's law on the side, was attracted by it, and the knife that had never broken the rhythm in one go also stopped slightly for about two breaths because of this.

Xiang Fang, who was stagnant for the first time, had a rare worry in his heart, and when he stopped for the second time, there were many more smiles in Xiang Fang's eyes, his mind was comfortable, and the knife in his hand was faster.

The old monk who was sitting on the official road and settled down when he heard this, his face turned blue almost instantly.

Although his Buddhism Donkey Kong Realm at this time corresponds to the Wufu Realm, he is already in the river realm, and the smell created by the thirty-six rooms of Southern Shaolin can even be comparable to the great monks in the Longmen Realm who have never crossed that line.

It's just such a hard physique, and it is Wen Jue's unbreakable magic power that he exerts with his natal immovable Ming King's law body, and it is so difficult to support under Xiang Fang's knife at this time, which makes Wen Jue have to start to get nervous.

"It turns out that Xiang Shizhu is still lying, such a sharp knife momentum, such a deep internal force, even if the old monk uses the power of incense in Jiming Temple, it is difficult to hold up a pillar of incense. ”

Wen Jue closed his eyes tightly and said with a slightly wry smile.

The Southern Dynasty is known as four hundred and eighty forty, there are many temples, and it seems that the incense is very prosperous, but this is only because of the many temples and the incense is vigorous, in fact, there are very few temples distributed to various places, far less than the condensation of incense that the holy land of Buddhism in the Western Regions has obtained from the pious believers.

Moreover, the Southern Dynasty is not as good as the Potala Palace in the Western Regions, and even less than the Songshan Shaolin Temple.

There is no Buddha head temple that can be recognized by Buddhism, and the only one that can be called a place of great merit for Buddhism is a dojo of Guanyin Bodhisattva in the South China Sea.

Therefore, even if Wenjue is supported by the incense of a Jiming Temple, it is still slightly difficult to face Xiang Fang's knife.

When Tianji Pavilion released the genealogy of the world's grandmasters, he once listed the top ten spectrums in the world separately.

Ximen Baihua, the master of Tianji Pavilion, once said that any of the top ten people in the world can fight a city by himself.

Xiang Fang proved with facts at this time that what Ximen Baihua said was true.

Xiang Fang's very simple face was still as calm as stagnant water, without any waves, just the knife in his hand, faster and faster.

The world only knows that Xiang Fang's knife is fast, but they don't know that Xiang Fang's knife will be faster and faster.

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The yellow sand was dispersed, and Ye Xian knelt on one knee on the loess official road with a black knife in his hand.

His left hand covered his mouth, and black blood oozed from the gap between his fingers.

The price paid by this Dao Ye Immortal is a bit big.

Especially the forcible lifting of qi at the last moment, almost at that moment of breath, Ye Xian's internal organs were like a burning fire.

The forcibly lifted qi made the internal organs under a high pressure almost at the same time.

What's more, after he forcibly lifted his breath, he held his breath and walked forward for a distance of dozens of meters.

The internal organs, which were already injured, were even more seriously injured.

Injuries on injuries, especially when Ye Xian was still forcibly suppressing the injury, that blood that had not been spit out at the time of luck was a bane seedling.

The strong pressure on the injury made Ye Xian's mouthful of blood, which should have been bright red, turn into pitch-black blood.

The severity of the injuries was judged.

However, Ye Xian didn't have time to feel sorry for his pain in his heart at this time, but was a little happy.

Because after he entered the Huajiao realm, it was the first time he fought against someone, and he came up to fight to the death like this, which made him make great progress in his grasp of battle.

And Ye Xian's heart is as clear as a mirror, if he meets these eighteen bronze people again next time, he will definitely deal with it better, and he will definitely not be so embarrassed again.

Ye Xian looked at the eighteen bronze people who were shocked by the force and flew out, and the other party's situation was even more tragic than his own at this time.

The eighteen bronze people in front of him lost their natal golden bells, this kind of life-like thing, once lost, it is not just as simple as falling, the bodies of these nine bronze people are as weak as if they have encountered a serious illness.

Therefore, under that violent fluctuation of qi, the papier-mâché-like realm bodies of these nine bronze men could not resist at all.

Almost at the first moment of the golden light blooming, they received an indescribable impact, and the impact force made one hundred and eight points in their bodies be destroyed in an instant, and the nine bronze men flew upside down, lying on the official road, dripping with blood all over their bodies, like nine bloody people fished out of the pool of blood, lying on the official road without knowing life and death.

Ye Xian naturally understood that the impact was from the inside out, so the farther away he was, the heavier the pressure he would face.

On the contrary, in his heart, he was the least injured, and the nine bronze men who lost the protection of the Admiralty were the most seriously injured, even if the Buddhism had great means to save their lives, the rest of their lives would be like a wasted person, and they couldn't carry it on their shoulders and couldn't lift it.

As for the nine bronze men who wanted to take advantage of the situation to sneak attack Ye Xian behind them at that time, they were not comfortable at this time.

They were farther away from the center of the golden light than Ye Xian, but closer than the nine bronze men in front of Ye Xian.

Therefore, they were also less affected than the nine bronze men on the front.

However, these nine bronze men were aiming at Ye Xian's back heart at that time.

It was a good opportunity for Ye Xian to be defenseless, and he was worried that the nine bronze men of his companions wanted to finish the battle and leave Ye Xian's life on the official road in one fell swoop, so everyone unreservedly unreservedly cast an all-out blow.

Although a full blow could make Ye Xian recover, it also meant that their internal strength was above the stick, and they had no time to defend their bodies with internal force at that time.

Therefore, it is still a little embarrassed when facing that violent force head-on.

But fortunately, their natal golden bell is still there, and the natal golden bell protects the lord on its own and helps them unload half of their strength, which saves their lives and does not fall into such a miserable situation like their other nine companions.

However, they were defenseless, and they still received some injuries that were not too serious.

At this time, he was kneeling or sitting on the loess official road, suppressing the injuries in his body, and at the same time, he was also silently adjusting his internal breath.