The monk of the ten directions clasped his hands together, and a white jade net bottle appeared behind him. The old monk kept reciting the mantra, and the white jade bottle slowly rose into the sky, emitting a soft light. Long Hu shook his head and said, "These treasures of Buddhism have been ruined by you scum. The master of the ten directions was unmoved, and continued to recite the mantra in his mouth, and the mantra was spoken, and the white jade bottle would be more white and transparent, which contained half a bottle of water, and the master of the ten directions announced a Buddha name: "Amitabha, beware of the donor!" The white jade net bottle suddenly poured, and a drop of water fell from the mouth of the bottle, as soon as the water droplet touched the ground, it suddenly turned into a raging flood, as if a mountain flood occurred, and the surging waves swept the entire Wuwei Sword Sect Mountain Gate, and many disciples were washed away without paying attention. Fortunately, the mountain gate of the Wuwei Sword Sect was on the top of the mountain peak, so the flood could not be retained and quickly flowed away, even so, the entire mountain gate was not a small loss. Long Hu was furious, she slammed her strength, and Wu Xingyun, who was wrapped in purple clouds, screamed loudly, and shouted: "Master save me, master save me!" Master Shifang frowned, and shook his head gently, this Wu Xingyun is the head of a faction, how can he be so spineless? Hearing the shout of the master, the disciples of the Mourning Academy were also very anxious, and there were already a few proud disciples of Wu Xingyun urging behind him: "Master, can you hurry up?" The disciples faced the elders and used polite words, but obviously they were also a little anxious about the slow movements of the Master of the Ten Directions.

The old monk stretched out his finger and flicked it on the white jade bottle, and recited a mantra: "Well!" A water sword was set up in the white jade bottle. The water sword was like a flying sword, drawing a graceful trajectory in the sky and shooting towards the dragon fox. The Water Sword does not have a fixed form, but it is more difficult to deal with than a normal flying sword. The dragon fox dodged the first attack, but unexpectedly, the water sword missed, and turned into water droplets in the sky, wrapping around the dragon fox. Suddenly, inadvertently, it reunited. It became two daggers, one stabbing at the other. The dragon fox was surprised, and hurriedly dodged, and the movement method comprehended in the magic book showed its power at this moment, and every time at the last moment, it dodged the attack of the water by a millimeter. The water of the pure bottle seems to have a soul, and sometimes it turns into a blade. Sometimes it turns into a monster, it is extremely fast and unpredictable, and the number of attack methods is dazzling and difficult to prevent. After several battles, the dragon and fox have been a little difficult. She was a little irritable in her heart, even a monk couldn't beat her, and she was really embarrassed by the heir of the Magic Codex. The dragon fox gritted his teeth violently, stretched out his hand and slowly clicked four times in the air. Each of these four points shot out from her fingertips, and four rays of light swirled around her body, flying up into the sky from time to time, making a clear whistle! This was the Four Elephant Sword Formation that she had not yet mastered, and one person controlled four qi swords. The means of attack like a sword array, one after another, echoing each other. She hadn't had time to tell Gu Sheng about this method, so Gu Sheng didn't know either. And at this moment, the master of the ten directions took advantage of her busy dealing with the attack of the water sword, and came directly to Wu Xingyun, who was wrapped in a large cloud of purple clouds, and reached out from the big sleeve of the monk's robe, and pulled out a smooth and flashing sword, the sword was only a short inch long, and it was better to say that it was a sword than a dagger. The Master of the Ten Directions shouted: "The wisdom sword breaks the difficulty. Open!" the sword swung. It cracked through the clouds, but the short sword broke through the three layers of purple clouds. You can't go any further. Master Shifang was surprised: What kind of exercise is this, even my wisdom sword can't cut it?

He had no choice but to step aside, facing the white jade net bottle, and once again recited the mantra: "Huh!" There was a clear roar in the net bottle, and a water sword shot out again, the water sword flew up to the sky, through the layers of clouds, flew down in the air, and crossed the purple cloud in the blink of an eye, with a soft "sizzle", the purple cloud cracked layer by layer, Wu Xingyun fell down with a thud, and hummed on the ground for a long time without getting up. The disciples of the Mourning Labor Academy rushed up together: "Master!" The eight masters with eight hands and feet helped them up, and his junior disciples were fighting with the nine-character disciples of the Wuwei Sword Sect, and the remaining few hurried over and healed the senior brother in charge together. In fact, Wu Xingyun didn't suffer any serious injuries, but this toss was really uncomfortable, and whoever was locked up there wouldn't be uncomfortable, not to mention that he had suffered a few demon seals before? Wu Xingyun took a few breaths, and finally calmed down, staring at the dragon fox in the distance with annoyance, eager to swallow her in one gulp. Wu Xingyun lost to a blind girl in front of so many people, and he felt that his face was gloomy, and his heart was full of revenge, and he kept thinking about vicious ideas in his heart, and he must get back this face. His eyes rolled for a while, and he suddenly noticed a problem: the young disciple who had defeated them alone a few days ago was gone. It should have been solved by the immortals, but if you are alive, you must see people, and you must have corpses when you die? Wu Xingyun laughed gloomily, and still had a poisonous plan in his heart! He beckoned, called a few disciples, and whispered in their ears, and those disciples nodded hurriedly and disappeared behind the formation of the mourning courtyard.

At this moment, the master of the ten directions is a little overstretched to deal with it. Although the Four Elephant Sword Formation of the Dragon Fox Land is not very proficient, the Four Elephant Sword Formation is a more advanced level of exercise than the Demon Seal Method, and the power is also much greater, the cyan sword qi represents the Eastern Green Dragon, the white sword qi represents the Western White Tiger, the red sword qi represents the Southern Vermilion Bird, and the black sword qi represents the Northern Xuanwu. The four sword qi complement each other, and the power has increased by more than four times, plus each sword qi runs according to a certain trajectory and cooperates with each other, which implies the reincarnation of the four elephants, and the power is extremely huge. This is displayed, although the master of the ten directions has sacrificed two water swords, it is also very difficult to deal with it, and the master of the ten directions who was still calm and idle just now is also bald at the moment, and some sweat has oozed out. His hands danced repeatedly, and his wide monk's robe whirred, directing the two water swords back and forth. The Four Elephant Sword Formation is extremely powerful, and almost every time it collides with the water sword, it can form a pincer attack, with two against one, or with three against one. Every time it collided, the master of the ten directions would feel a tightness in his chest, and a splash of water fell on the water sword, not for a moment. The two water swords were already half an inch shorter. Master Shifang looked up and saw that the white jade net bottle above his head had shaken, and the ground water inside had also begun to fluctuate. He knew that if he continued like this, he would undoubtedly lose, but with his ability, he could only cast four of the six-character Great Ming Mantras at most, and he could summon three water swords from this pure bottle, the last Great Ming Mantra. Although he can do it, he can't do it. Cannot be used to summon water swords. Now the situation is critical, if you don't summon the last water sword, you will definitely lose, but if you summon, you will really show your ability to press the bottom of the box, in case something happens, there will be no way to deal with it. But the situation is unforgiving. The four rays of light of the Four Elephant Sword Array flew up and down, and the colorful light flickered as beautiful and gorgeous as the Lantern Festival fireworks, and the two water swords of the Master of the Ten Directions had been compressed to a radius of only one zhang from his body and the net bottle above his head, and the Master of the Ten Directions sighed helplessly, and knocked his fingers to probe, and a crisp sound came out on the white jade net bottle, and the Master of the Ten Directions shouted in a low voice: "Horn!"

"Buzz". The white jade net bottle shook rapidly, and a third water sword squirted out from the white jade net bottle, the water sword shook, and joined the confrontation with the four elephant sword formations, one sword opened the Vermilion Bird Qi Sword, and the three water swords gradually gained a firm foothold.

Wu Xingyun waved his hand. Several of his disciples let go of their hands, and the juniors and disciples also stopped injecting True Yuan into his body. Wu Xingyun stood up as soon as he stood up, after all, he had profound skills, so he did not hurt the fundamental injury, that is, he could recover after a while of pranayama. Wu Xingyun stood up, looked around, slowly walked to the side of the Eight Bitter Master of the Bitter Truth Temple, and whispered: "Master, if you don't make a move, when will you wait!" The Eight Bitter Master hesitated a little: "They are only afraid that there will be no more disciples of the Nine Character Generation...... Wu Xingyun was secretly angry in his heart: This old monk. Come at this time. What kind of face do they want, precisely because they have no disciples of the nine-character generation. That's why they want to slaughter their junior disciples now. Wu Xingyun suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "Master, do you want to wait until the Master of the Ten Directions is defeated, and then go up and fight this female disciple?" Master Eight Bitters shook his head again and again: "Wheel war against a girl, it's really a loss of face, Lao Na can't do it!" "Then what are you waiting for, don't go to war soon! We have all played, and you are the only one sitting here!" As soon as he squeezed it like this, Master Eight Bitters had nothing to say, so he had to stand up: "Okay." ”

As soon as all the people of the Wuwei Sword Sect saw Master Eight Sufferings standing up, they all chuckled in their hearts, and everyone understood what this meant. The disciples were helpless, and the eldest disciple of Jiuxian was the most profound among the disciples, he gritted his teeth and prepared to fight. The people without virtue have not come back yet, if this old guy comes back, he will have one more new force. Just when the eldest disciple of the Nine Present Dao Masters was about to go to the battlefield, Wei Ming suddenly heard a voice in his arms: "What are you waiting for, don't you hurry up!" Wei Ming was stunned: "Master, master?" The Infinite Ancestor shouted in the Little Returning Immortal Realm: "That's right, it's me, hurry up!" This Little Returning Immortal Realm is much higher than other previous citrine balls, and you can come out if you want to live in it, and you can talk to people outside at any time. Something suddenly stuffed into Weiming's hand, and when he looked down, it was a small black and gold ball. "What is this?" Infinite Ancestor said: "Do you remember the magic star that destroyed Yanyu Peak? I cultivated it into this magic weapon, the power is extremely huge, not even worse than the magic codex, as soon as those five immortal leaders appeared, I knew that there was no luck, so I didn't use this treasure, they only knew that I had a magic book, but they didn't know that I still had this magic weapon, you take it, teach that bald donkey a good lesson!" Wei Ming was surprised: "Where did you hide it?" There's so much nonsense, the big guy over there is going to go out, and if you don't go up, it'll be too late!" Wei Ming hurriedly agreed, and flew out with a stomach full of doubts.

As soon as the unknown came out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, fortunately he was there, and the strength of the unknown was clear to everyone, and he should be able to deal with the master of the eight bitters, but everyone's eyes swept over the old monks standing behind the five major sects, and their hearts still sank, even if the dragon fox and the head of the nine hidden sects can fight with one enemy and three, there are still so many people in this wheel battle, you can't stand it!" Wei Ming said this, just to let the Eight Bitter Master understand that it was not that they did not respect the old monk, but that there was really no one left, but this remark also inadvertently illustrated the current predicament of the Wuwei Sword Sect, the Eight Bitter Master was tantamount to taking advantage of the fire to rob, his old face turned red, and blurted out: "In this case, Lao Na will let you make three moves first!" Wei Ming hurriedly bowed and arched his hand: "The juniors don't dare, it is a matter of life and death recently, and the seniors should not be polite." "The two of them are gentle and elegant, you come and I have been courteous for a few years, I don't know that my personality is weak and kind, and I won't go-for-tat, and the master of the Eight Bitters is proud of his identity, so he can't be rude in front of the juniors, and Wu Xingyun, who is hiding behind him, is annoyed: "Come here at this time, what's polite!"

Master Baku insisted on letting him make three moves, but he couldn't do it, and he had always respected the elderly, so he was ashamed. The voice of the Immeasurable Ancestor came into his ears: "Apprentice, what a chance! Hurry up and use the magic star I just gave you, and you can understand this great monk with one move!" "Wei Ming used the Yuan Shen to communicate with the master: "No, people treat me as a gentleman, how can I repay it with the way of a villain?" If you let go of such a good opportunity, you will regret going for a while! Think about these fellow disciples behind you, you can hurt him with one move, and you can take another person, and they will be able to suffer less!" Wei Ming said: "Even if I win three games in a row, I can't save the defeat, look at how many of their seniors have not appeared? Wuwei Sword Sect is only afraid that it will be difficult to escape today, so it can only do its best to obey the fate of heaven." At this last moment, I can't smear the reputation of the Wuwei Sword Sect in the future generations!" He was very resolute, and the Immeasurable Ancestor sighed: "If my Ancestor hadn't become what he is today, one person would have helped you stew these miscellaneous pieces!"

The Eight Bitter Masters of the Ming Dynasty arched his hand: "Master, the exercises of the younger generation are a little peculiar, you have to be careful!" The Eight Bitter Masters said with a smile: "You are a good child, you are kind-hearted, and you are a Buddha in my country." It's a pity that the old monk had to make a move today, if he hadn't participated in the alliance of the five major sects, maybe the old monk would have helped you today. He shook his head and said, "Come!" Before Ming said no more, he opened his arms and looked at the sky, his eyes suddenly became dark, and the darkness was as deep as the night sky. Master Eight Bitters frowned: I really have never seen such a strange exercise, when it is performed, it will turn people's eyes into this way. I didn't know that this old monk was also a sect master, and it would definitely be difficult to deal with, so as soon as I came up, I cast the Immeasurable Heart Sutra, condensed a large amount of five elements of spiritual power, and the clouds of five colors were coiled into five clusters in the air, arranged according to their respective directions, and the unknown lips moved slightly, word by word: "Reverse the five elements, spiritual power storm!"