Chapter 505 King Ming's Sword Seal

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Dongfang said to the evening bell.

"Hey, hey!" Wan Zhong secretly cried in his heart, "Have you ever worried about our feelings, hey!"

In the blood pupils of the evening bell, there was a hint of resentment.

"If I am a demon, then the Oriental girl must be the demon king!" Wan Zhong couldn't help but sigh.

At the same time, he also secretly admired his master, such a big demon king can be included in the account, what a powerful person it should be.

"Hey!" said to the three Ming kings who had just escaped from his sword qi: "Take out your most powerful move, otherwise this seat will not show mercy, and no one will save you once!"

The king of Fudong, who is still at the front, heard the words of the evening bell, and looked at the two juniors beside him, the index finger and middle finger of the left hand were stretched out, and the fingernails of the little finger and ring finger were tilted with the thumb as the scabbard, and the right hand was also knife-shaped, and then the knife of the right hand was placed in the left hand sheath.

This is the twelfth of the fourteen root seals: the thirst seal, also known as the sword seal.

Transform yourself into a sword!

This is the best thing Fudo Myoshi can think of so far.

Buddha sword.

Countless Buddha swords continued to appear with the seal of the King of Fudo Ming, and for a time the golden light was flourishing, and the Buddha qi spread.

The evening bell, which was gradually gaining momentum and occupying the upper hand, was constantly suppressed by this golden light, and he felt a trace of sluggishness in his body with his demonic energy.

"Array of Swords!"

Three people in three directions, one person overtook one-third of the Buddha sword, watching the evening bell's every move, no one dared to move, even the most irritable lion camel king, he also tried his best to restrain his impulsive heart, and looked at the evening bell vigilantly.

They need to look for the flaws in the evening bell, but they can't let themselves show the evening bell.

What kind of person is Wan Zhong, the dignified Eight Great Sword Venerables, who can even have the idea of using a sword in front of him, Wan Zhong suddenly felt that this was a very funny thing.

At the same time, he was secretly vigilant, and his expression became more serious, after all, if he was defeated in the sword formation that this person could not see the name of the sword at all, I am afraid that he would be ridiculed for a lifetime.

Kill.

For the first time, the evening bell really used the three moves of the magic sword.

"It's only now that we're getting serious. Dongfang, who was watching the play on the side, pouted slightly.

"Activating the sword mark with the power of the formation, I didn't think it could be transformed into a sword formation, and the power was increased by at least ten times. "The East is again observing the mystery of this sword formation.

"I have to say that there are some capable people in this state. Dongfang couldn't help but admire.

"Killing?"

Dongfang looked at the evening bell again, this so-called magic sword three moves, she also saw it for the first time, for the three swordsmanship that Yingquan praised a lot, Dongfang also had this very interest.

Although he can't cultivate by himself, the moment he saw the evening bell show it, he already knew the sword theory in it, although it was extremely exquisite, but it was too far from his own path, and it was just a little useful for reference.

There is only one sword, a simple and clear sword.

His speed was not fast, not even half the speed of the sword qi that he had just chopped out, but it was this simple sword that made the three of them feel that they couldn't dodge at all.

It was as if the sword had not yet been struck, and the result that befell them was already predestined.

"What a weird swordsmanship. King Fudo Ming's heart trembled, and he thought of the legendary set of swordsmanship: "Magic Sword!"

"I didn't expect him to get the magic sword!" King Fudo's pupils shrank and opened, and his eyes continued to tremble, claiming to be immovable, but at this moment, he couldn't calm down no matter what.

The magic sword is a sword technique of killing, especially to restrain people in Buddhism.

In addition to the Buddha sword, there is no second set of exercises in the Buddhist sect that can match it, even if they are now in the Vajra Demon Suppression Great Array, they can only barely resist with the help of the power of the three of them.

However, the premise is that the three of them are in a defensive state.

But now, they are obviously in a strong fighting state, and this is the situation of confronting the evening bell.

"It's just a desperate fight!" "King Fudo Ming transmitted his thoughts to the two, although the two did not show their strength, but now it is mainly King Fudo Ming, and there is no way out at the moment.

"Is this killing?"

In addition to Dongfang, Bian Luoyan is also always paying attention to the situation of the evening bell, you must know that the evening bell is his biggest imaginary enemy, and when he fought just now, he went all out, and he did not show his strength in front of the evening bell.

I just don't know how it works.

Luo Yan asked herself, if she was standing opposite the evening bell at this moment, in the face of this move, she might not be able to find a second way to terminate the contract except for going all out.

Killing, this trick also has a characteristic.

If you don't kill, you kill yourself!

As the name suggests, if you use this move and don't kill the enemy, then the person who uses this move will die under the backlash of this move.

This is also one of the reasons why the face of the King of Fudo has changed drastically.

"Go!"

The dying throes of the Fudo Ming King.

The part of the Buddha sword that belonged to him galloped towards the body of the evening bell.

At the same time, there were also two people, the King of the Great Wheel and the King of the Lion Camel.

There are a total of ninety-nine Buddha swords, one after the other, without the slightest broken chain, and their target is the chest of the evening bell.

"It's too rigid. ”

If it were other people, I am afraid that they would have been frightened and unable to walk when they saw such a battle, let alone resist angrily.

The evening bell is different, such a really good show on the side of the wild goose has been used on him countless times, the sword is just like when the wild goose was on Dongting Lake just now, killing the flying eagle, thousands of thousands.

Now there are less than a hundred, which is indeed a small thing.

"Return to the sect!"

Just when the evening bell didn't care, there was a sudden change on the other side.

Ninety-nine Buddha swords suddenly merged into one when they were about to reach him!

Sky Slashing Greatsword!

Good guy, Wan Zhong couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, he had seen thousands of sword rains, but it was really the first time he had seen such a tall giant sword of fifty people.

"Huh!"

Without waiting for the evening bell to react, the sky-slashing giant sword slashed towards the evening bell's head.

"I'd like to see what this trick is all about. Wan Zhong was not worried, because when he saw the three people who launched this move, his whole body had begun to tremble uncontrollably.

"Is this their limit!" Wan Zhong smiled disdainfully, "The deity depends on how long you can hold on!"