Is Xiao Yun strong?

Strong!

How strong?

Very strong!

I think at the beginning, the heavenly demons talked about the Buddha

When Xiao Yun heard the news, he quickly took nine disciples and twenty-four attendants to kill directly from the Tiancong Cloud Realm to the Moluo Cloud Realm!

Before the war, Xiao Yun said: What can be measured! What cannot be killed!

As soon as the voice fell!

The nine disciples are majestic in the sky, and they hold up the sky with their palms!

Twenty-four attendants slaughter gods and destroy demons, roaring the universe!

The killing is a river of blood and a mountain of bones!

It is thousands of miles of white land, thousands of miles of barrenness!

Hate that Demon Ancestor so much, and make that Demon Emperor howl angrily!

They did not hesitate to bully the big and the small, and shot them all!

However, the disciples were extremely strong, and they brazenly killed the Demon Ancestor! The attendants contemptuously killed the Demon Emperor together!

The Demon Dao Lord was furious and participated in reincarnation!

Xiao Yun only sneered!

Kill the Dao Lord with one finger!

World War I!

The three sects and six factions of Tu are bloody!

Slaughter all things in the Seven Alliances and Nine Lands!

Shocking internal and external silence, six aphasias!

It was so shocked that the sky was hanging purple and the ground was surging yellow!

The avenue is sealed!

Reincarnation of the Buddha!

Alias Killing Buddha!

Evil Blood Buddha!

The robe and cloak are fierce in the wind:

Though the heavens and the earth are great, who dares to fight with me,

Although the reincarnation is wide, who can be my enemy!

It's so strong!

but

That was the former Xiao Yun, not the current Xiao Yun.

The current Xiao Yun has just broken through the Elder Realm in Buddhism, and the Martial Arts is only Yuan Dan!

The strength of martial arts is too poor!

Helpless!

For others, it is difficult to mention the Dharma, but the martial arts are easy to cultivate.

But for Xiao Yun, it is the Dharma that is easy to cultivate, and the martial arts are difficult to mention!

This New Year's Day realm is only ranked in the second realm of martial arts, which is equivalent to entering the martial arts for the first time, which is really bad!

If it weren't for the fact that Xiao Yun's experience in his previous life was too rich, and he had already reached the level of martial arts in his heart, and he could move at will, then even if he had a system, he could have systematized the rigid turtle speed skill that only needed experience to improve, Xiao Yun would never have such combat power!

His combat power comes from his actual combat experience! No one else can match it!

But despite this, after all, his martial arts cultivation is not high, resulting in a lack of Buddha Yuan, and no matter how strong the Buddha is, he lacks the Buddha Yuan, and in the face of the endless surging evil ghosts, he can only fight to the death!

Fight to the death!

Fight to the death!

Some people died in battle and became heroes!

And some people,

He killed someone else!

......

"Da Da Da!"

Barren and drowsy, ghostly and full of air, the scarlet blood moon above his head poured down the cold light of the forest, illuminating the general who was riding a ghost horse and holding an iron lance below

"Not bad, not bad"

The clatter of horses' hooves is clear in the dead wilderness

Along with the general's lofty voice, he also heard it

"This marshal has been in the army since he was a child, and he has been fighting in the south and north for more than 100 years, and he has seen and heard countless strange soldiers, and he has subdued the strongmen who led him!"

"But Ben Shuai has to admit it!"

"I can't kill the ignorant and fearless, lifeless and deathless ghost soldiers, and I don't dare to go to the former!"

"You!"

"It's the first one!"

Immediately, the commander pointed a lance in his hand to the ground and supported the ground on one knee, and the blood stained the whole body, as if giving a great favor to heaven: "You are very good! Take refuge in this marshal! Ben Shuai will give you 10,000 ghost soldiers, and make you the general of the southern expedition! Defend the southern frontier for this marshal!"

"Ho!"

When the man on earth heard this, he trembled and tried to stand up, and his voice was hoarse: "What do you mean? . . . Let me... Surrender to you?"

"Not bad!"

The big man waved his hand and laughed: "Ben Shuai sits on a territory of 100,000 miles in the ghost domain! There are thousands of people who want to take refuge in Ben Shuai! Ben Shuai can take a fancy to you! It is your blessing!"

"It's... Is it?"

Trembling, cold hands and feet, due to excessive blood loss.

"Then I..." The Buddha stick in my hand has become a blood stick, and I effortlessly slammed it on the ground, 'W'!

'Boom!'

The surrounding ghost soldiers were shocked and retreated three steps!

Seeing this, the marshal was furious: "A bunch of rubbish!"

Looking at the monk with the stick again, the horse took two steps forward and snorted coldly: "What are you doing!"

“.... I..."

The Blood Stick Monk's voice was hoarse: "What if... Not from?"

"Not from?"

Da Shuai squinted at the stick monk, and his voice became cold: "You killed tens of thousands of my soldiers, but at this moment you ask me what if I don't obey!"

"You should... How?"

The corners of the Blood Monk's mouth raised slightly, and he smiled hoarsely: "Let me go...... Or... Let me... Kill you?"

"You!"

Da Shuai was angry, and after a while, he snorted coldly to suppress his anger: "Okay! The vertical son is crazy! Ben Shuai is not as knowledgeable as you! Ben Shuai will give you one last chance! Obey, or die!"

After that, he raised the iron lance and pointed it directly at the face of the blood monk, and a pill dripped from the handsome hand and slid down the iron lance to the blood monk, and the big man sneered again: "If I were you, I would eat it!"

The blood monk raised his hand tremblingly, slowly pushing the iron lance, hoarse and low: ".... You... Know.... Let the warrior monk .... Close to the body... Caught... Yours... Weapons.... Be.... What the.... The end.... Is it?"

"What?"

Da Shuai frowned: "What do you mean!"

After thinking for a moment, he understood, raised his eyebrows and sneered, glanced at the blood monk, and deliberately moved the iron lance forward by three points, with great disdain: "Boy! This soldier's name is 'Soul of Gloom', which is cast by the extremely cold iron stone of the Ghost Domain, and it is seventy-two inches long, which is the number of seventy-two earthly evils! It weighs three hundred and sixty catties, which is the number of thirty-six Tiangang!"

After that, he sneered again: "With your current state, don't say that you will take away my weapon! Even if I give you a weapon, you can't pick it up!" After finishing speaking, he arrogantly and confidently moved the weapon forward by three points: "If you can take it away, this commander will give up this handsome position and this 100,000 miles of territory to you!"

"Oh?"

The blood monk lowered his head, not showing the corners of his mouth with disdain: "Yes... Is it?"

Before the word '?' fell, the blood monk's hand that had been touching the iron lance suddenly grabbed the iron lance!

Then he suddenly raised his head and 'duh'!

A dazzling golden arrow in his mouth suddenly stabbed the hand of the handsome man who was originally holding the weapon!

"Ahh

The handsome man was defenseless, and he couldn't have imagined that this person still had the strength to spare!

Directly hit in an instant, a scream!

Look at the hand holding the lance has been turned into black gas by the Buddha's light!

The iron lance in his hand fell immediately!

But in an instant, the falling iron lance suddenly disappeared!

"Damn it!"

It all happened at the same moment! At the same time that the handsome hand turned into nothingness, the iron lance was gone!

The handsome man suddenly woke up, held his wrist and was about to split: "Qiankun bag! You actually have a Qiankun bag!"

However, the blood monk ignored it!

He jumped up suddenly, and the blood stick in his hand once again bloomed with golden flames, and smashed it towards the big handsome man in the air!

"Die!"

"You deserve to die!" Da Shuai was furious, and pulled out the sword at his waist with a 'swish' in his left hand, and roared: "I'll kill you!"

But what greeted him was a few Buddha arrows piercing the door!

Da Shuai just saw the power of this golden arrow, and when he saw this, he was furious and hurriedly went to the bell with his sword!

But what he didn't know was that he was facing a master of battle!

When he used his sword to block the golden arrow, the cold face that swung the stick above his head and slashed straight down, accelerating the power of the stick by three points before the golden arrow smashed into the head of the handsome six yangs!

The big marshal saw all this clearly, but the golden arrow in front of the sword body was approaching, so he didn't dare to block the stick with the sword in his hand!

Grit your teeth and take hard!

"Bang!"

Da Shuai never expected it, only his head buzzed! The sword in his hand was one hundred thousandth of a hundred thousand slower!

But in just one hundred thousand moments, he vaguely saw several more golden arrows suddenly appear, piercing straight through his eye socket!

Unstoppable!

"Bang!"

Mighty and powerful, the handsome man who felt that he could absolutely control Xiao Yun was directly blown into powder!

'Bang!'

Xiao Yun fell to the ground, supported on one knee, and his voice was hoarse

"Villain, die of talking"

"You died, your strength is weak, and you talk a lot!"

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, he noticed the sound of wind and rain, and saw the anxious shadow, Xiao Yun was finally relieved, closed his eyes and fell to the ground with a bang!

....

Fight to the death, fight to the death

Someone died in battle

Someone, someone else killed in battle!