Roar!

The Ancient Sword Overlord made a voice like a god's roar, which was breathtaking and shocking.

In a hurry, the wine flowed, was dragged and condensed, and finally turned into a human form, wearing battle armor, holding a long sword, clear facial features, and thick hair, which was completely a miniature version of Yannan Mountain.

The golden bodhisattva was not to be left behind, the wine flowed, and finally condensed together, and he also became a person, as if he did not move the king, shrouded in golden light, with a divine bell on his head, holding a demon pestle, the god was majestic and inviolable.

Kill!

Obviously, there was no sound, but there was a terrible killing sound echoing in everyone's mind, killing thousands of ways.

The overlord condensed by the water came with a long sword in his hand, Yan Nanshan danced wildly with black hair behind him, controlling the overlord, and even unexpectedly unleashed a powerful sword move, and the sword momentum was surging, like a river bursting down the embankment.

The Golden Bodhisattva controlled the King of Fudo Ming to kill the past, the divine bell shook, and the demon pestle waved, stirring up terrifying divine power, and fought with the overlord.

Jingle Bell!

The two water shadows are staggered, fighting together, not much worse than real people, and even sword moves can be used, which makes everyone dumbfounded!

The momentum of Yannan Mountain has climbed to the peak, and the black hair dances wildly, as if gods and demons have descended into the world.

The overlord he controlled swept through the Eight Desolations, fought fiercely in the Ten Worlds, and almost slaughtered into the wine pool of the Golden Bodhisattva.

Overlord is invincible!

This is the thought that pops up in the hearts of many people, this is just cooking wine and talking about the sword, if it is he himself, how powerful should it be?

The Golden Bodhisattva also felt the pressure, and his eyebrows furrowed.

Yannan Mountain's offensive is too terrifying, indomitable, open and close, there is a kind of invincible faith, destroying the withering and decaying, pushing everything.

As soon as her handprint changed, the King of Fudo Ming turned into an angry-eyed King Kong, and there was a tide of killing intent on her body, and the divine bell was mighty, shattering the mountains and rivers.

Angry-eyed King Kong, the Arhat of Buddhism, subduing demons and subduing demons, the most murderous.

"Huh?"

Yan Nanshan also sensed the threat, and the Golden Bodhisattva's offensive suddenly became more than a step stronger, and the demon pestle waved, and the majestic force surged, almost shattering the water shadow he had condensed.

"Three heads and six arms!"

Yan Nanshan shouted, and the water shadow actually grew two heads and four arms out of thin air, turning into three heads and six arms.

Everyone was amazed, not knowing what kind of means this was? Mythical gods and demons?

All six arms hold swords, and six different sword moves are used, how much stronger is it a little bit stronger?

Bang! The Divine Bell is broken!

Boom! The Demon Pestle is split!

The Golden Bodhisattva is in jeopardy, and it seems that he will be defeated in the next moment.

And at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

"Thousand-armed Kannon!"

A cold voice sounded, and the angry eye King Kong, who was about to lose, underwent an incredible change, and arms grew out of thin air behind him, densely packed, surrounded by an ellipse, and he didn't know how many there were.

Angry Vajra, Bodhisattva of Compassion.

The Golden Bodhisattva has both of these characteristics, and it is displayed at this time.

Yan Nanshan's pupils shrank suddenly, he just showed three heads and six arms, but the Golden Bodhisattva showed a thousand-armed Guanyin, although there are really not as many as a thousand, but there are still two or three hundred, at first glance, it is not at the same level at all.

Everyone had lost their voices, and the competition between the two had risen to a level that was difficult for them to reach.

Su Xiaobai also looked at it in a daze: "This little nun is so tough?"

Ye Qingguan was also silent, speaking of which, this was the second time he had seen the Golden Bodhisattva make a move, and even he didn't know how powerful she really was.

However, as a disciple of a living saint, I think there must be something extraordinary, and it will definitely not be as simple as it seems on the surface.

The three-headed and six-armed overlord stood majestically in his own wine pool, and the angry King Kong was far away from him, carrying a thousand-armed Guanyin, and his whole body was blooming with Buddha light.

Kill!

The Golden Bodhisattva took the initiative to attack, and the thousand-armed Guanyin pinched different Buddha seals and struck a blow at the same time!

The blazing light broke through the void, the Buddha's light shone brightly, and the divine power was immense.

The overlord let out an earth-shattering roar, the killing sound shook the sky, the six arms waved, and the sword was majestic, like six great rivers rushing down, the waves were monstrous, and the withering and decaying were devastating.

Rumble!

A violent crash sounded, and the entire pavilion was shaken.

Then, everyone only heard a bang, and the wine pool made of sandalwood exploded, sawdust flew all over the place, and the wine flowed all over the ground.

Many people looked at each other, not expecting that it would end like this.

But when I think about it, I take it for granted, this is not a real battle in the first place, there are too many limitations, it is difficult for the two to show their real strength, and it is normal for a tie to be tied.

The overlord is invincible, and King Kong is undefeated.

Speaking of which, the strength of the two is already indistinguishable, and between the two of them, even on the Sword Sect list, they are one after the other, and there is not much difference.

Yan Nanshan was a little unsatisfied, frowning, and the battle intent in his eyes had not subsided.

He really wanted to fight with the Golden Bodhisattva, but he didn't seem to have a chance today.

Yuan Beiyu stood up at this time and said: "The competition between the two is really eye-opening, and the technique of water control is ever-changing, which is really wonderful. ”

"That's right, with such a profound internal force cultivation, I'm afraid that he is the world's first-class master, right?"

"The overlord is invincible, King Kong is undefeated, today's banquet is not a loss. ”

"I really want to know, which of the two of them is stronger, and if the fight continues, will the overlord have a chance to advance one more?"

Everyone was talking about it, and they were all impressed by the strength shown by the two of them, such a master was worthy of his reputation in the Sword Sect.

"Today's cooking wine and talking about swords, it should not be much worse than the heroes of cooking wine in the past, Yuan can be born in the same era as you, it is really a great blessing in life!"

"Come, Yuan Mou toasts you with a glass!"

Yuan Beiyu picked up the wine glass and said loudly, heroic and sonorous, and then raised his glass and drank freely.

Everyone also raised their glasses at the same time and drank a big sip, the chest and abdomen were hot and indescribably refreshing.

Next, everyone talked about the world and talked about it, from the age of mythology to humane orthodoxy, anecdotes, and strange stories, all of which were commented on by everyone.

Ye Qingguan's sword was not exempt from vulgarity, and it was highlighted by everyone.

It's just that no one still dares to say its name, even if it is as wild as Yan Nanshan, they are also shy about this sword.

Many people shuttle from banquet to banquet, forming gangs and making new friends.

As the third famous flower on the list of hundred flowers, the Golden Bodhisattva is naturally in the limelight, and is frequently accosted by people and constantly toasts.

Jin Bodhisattva hated it most when others disturbed her eating, and when the eighteenth man came over, she was unceremoniously pushed back, and her front was suddenly clean.

Ye Qingguan sat next to him alone, looking a little lonely.

Maybe it's because of his status as the number one in the Sword Sect list, everyone is very jealous of him, and no one comes to talk to him, which is quite a bit of a high place.

Feeling bored, Ye Qingguan picked up his wine glass and walked outside.

The bright moon hangs high, the Luo River flows quietly, the river surface is lined with painted boats, the voice of warblers and swallows gently echoes, and the air is full of fat powder.

The sound of soft footsteps came, Ye Qingguan turned to look, and a white figure walked over.

Princess Roselle!

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