Wu Nian's punch was still not completely struck, and in front of the fist of the Buddha statue supporting him, a large space was like a mirror shattered by a naughty boy and shattered into thousands of pieces, and in the middle of each fragment was an expressionless Buddha statue, sending his fist forward little by little. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Before the fist came out, the endless pressure of the void of the shattered heaven and earth had already arrived.

The seemingly solid and indestructible fist of the Buddha statue also began to slowly shatter, and as soon as the powder as fine as quicksand fell from the Buddha statue, it merged into thousands of space fragments that shimmered with crystal light, and in the interval between the fragments, the same number of black balls kept growing and dying, and the shattering of the space changed from slow to fast, and after a while, it had spread to the area covered by the sword light of the Luoxia Sword.

At the moment when the fragments came into contact with the sword light, Chongwu only felt that the entire heaven and earth were pressed on his shoulders, and his body, which was already thin and aging, suddenly became more empowered.

Chongwu himself didn't expect that the Demon Venerable Yuan God on the other side, who had no real body, could have such power.

Chongwu secretly sighed, when the Buddha statue had just put on an ugly starting pose, he had no way to retreat, and it was nonsense to turn around and flee, the matter had come to this point, it was nothing more than a desperate battle.

I don't know how many years have not had much fluctuation in the heart, thumping at this moment, Chonggo suddenly gave birth to a feeling of blood boiling.

This was the excitement he had when he dispersed the fog Dancheng on the top of Luoxia Mountain, smashed the Dan in the depths of the East China Sea and killed the demon master, and held the Luoxia Sword for the first time in the middle of the Luoxia Sword Array.

For a moment, Chongwu only felt that his aging and tired mentality was once again full of high fighting spirit and fighting spirit.

The Six Classics are stored in the chest for a long time, and a sword is sharpened in the hand for thousands of years.

If it is unfavorable to Luoxia, I will cut it with my sword.

When the Luoxia sword slashed straight to the end, the speed of the slash suddenly slowed down to the naked eye, and the sword body trembled slightly while maintaining the action of the downward slash, drawing one natural arc after another, and the arc expanded rapidly after the tip of the sword appeared, until it covered the direction of Wu Nian's entire fist.

Countless space fragments and sword rings were destroyed together in silence, the fist of the Buddha statue had been shattered by a small half, and the frequency of Chongwu's sword body trembling was getting lower and lower, and the robbery-level great monk who had always been insulated from sweat and dirt was already sweating and heavy clothes.

The fist that Wu Nian had been slowly striking suddenly accelerated, rushing forward a few inches away, and the palm of the entire Buddha statue completely shattered with his movements, and countless space fragments accelerated at the same time with small black balls, overwhelmingly pressing towards Chongwu's body.

As soon as the bitter smile on Chongwu's face flashed, it was completely covered by a dazzling golden light, and Chongwu, who suddenly received great help, couldn't help but let out a long roar, and the sword light of the Luoxia Sword was as rich as substance, and the golden light in the void suddenly burst into flames, swallowing up all the fragments and black balls that had been bullied.

The hard facial lines of the Buddha statue provoked a sneer: "The power of the sect is really worthy of me, but it is not in vain that I have an incomplete punch that took me 6,893 years to comprehend." ”

After the sneer, Wu Nian's left fist, which had been curled up at his waist, shook forward like a javelin.

There was a loud bang, Ishikawa was shocked to wake up from the deep coma, he just sent the pill that the water condensation ice gave him into his mouth, and he saw an apocalyptic scene in the sky, heaven and earth were no longer heaven and earth, only countless large and small fragments mixed with tiny black balls were spinning and flying, and there was no color in them, only a little golden light was crumbling in it.

Before the effect of the medicine could completely dissipate, Ishikawa struggled to his feet against the protest from his body, and staggered deeper into the temple, if he didn't run, he would surely turn into one of the flying debris in the sky the next moment.

A faint sigh rang out from the sky, and all the fragments that swirled around the golden light suddenly converged into a huge colorful fist, smashing the golden light from the void with a single punch.

Then the fist was wiped out, and the nothingness that could not tolerate half of the other attributes gradually spread from the center of the fist, and in a short time it was already all over the square circle of thousands of zhang.

The Buddha statue disappeared, and only a fragmented nine-petal lotus platform was left in the place where the original Buddha statue brazenly punched and fell from the sky, and a petal in the lotus platform broke away from the lotus platform and flew down in the direction of the Black Lotus Temple.

A little light suddenly appeared at the edge of the small world that gradually fell into complete darkness, and when the light flashed again, it was already approaching the middle of the small world, and according to the flight path of the bright light, its target was the petal that fell from the lotus platform.

In the depths of the Black Lotus Temple, the Blood Prison and the Black Robe rose into the air together, they sensed the approach of the bright light, Wu Nian was now in extreme danger, for a while the two of them didn't think much about it, one red and one black two long rainbows stopped the bright light.

With a cold snort, the Changhong transformed by the Blood Prison and the black robe had not yet touched the light, and flew back upside down at a speed that was just several times faster, turning into two small beads and spinning back to Tang'er, without a sound.

The bright light was less than ten miles away from the petals, and Sen Ran's breath had completely enveloped the flying lotus petals, and the lotus petals could not move, just standing in the air, as if they would disappear under the bright light in the next moment.

At that moment, laughter erupted, and a huge ball, with its pitted surface and ugly, smashed against the light.

"Eat me!"

Not inferior to the loud sound when Fang Cai Wunian burst out with all his strength, the bright light disappeared, and a three-foot Qingfeng was smashed into several pieces and fell from the air, and the giant hammer also turned into a phantom and disappeared into mid-air with this violent collision.

Next to the Luoxia Sword Array, the seven monks fell back in unison, and the entire rune plate was instantly dim, and the white jade trough in the middle of the rune plate snapped into two.

After a long time, a middle-aged monk wiped the blood from his face and said hesitantly, "Luoxia Sword Box...... It's broken, what about Uncle Chongwu and Luoxia Sword?"

The whole peak was silent, and no one answered for a long time.

At the top of the attic, the white-haired and child-faced old man's body shook violently, and he retreated back more than ten steps one after another before stopping the retreat, and the solid ground on the attic that was difficult to draw marks even with a flying sword was stepped on by him with more than a dozen footprints several inches deep.

The old man's face turned from ruddy to pale, and after a few breaths, he finally did not suppress the injuries accumulated in his chest, a blood arrow spurted out of his mouth, and after stroking his chest and gasping for a few breaths, the old man squinted and looked at the north, and his two long eyebrows were raised high, as if he had great doubt, grief, and embarrassment.

In the center of the cave, hundreds of stone pillars are covered with dense cracks, and the thick and loud voice is slightly hoarse, but he still laughs wildly: "I didn't expect anyone to see there like us, and if you want to do that sword-determined thing, you have to ask Lao Tzu's stone hammer if you agree, hahaha, this hammer is smashed, it's so unpleasant! Hey, Lao Gu, thank you this time." (To be continued.) )