The first taboo of the heavens

Chapter 89 Ready to slaughter demons?

Xu Zifan held a long sword in his hand, and the running time was like a floating light, like a glimpse, approaching the extreme, not only blocked all the attacks of the long stick, but also protected Qu Feiyan and others from being affected.

At this time, the Qingfeng sword in his hand was covered with purple energy, and Zi Yingying was like a peerless magic weapon, which surprised the heroes outside the field.

"If it were an ordinary long sword, or even a peerless divine weapon, it would have long since been shattered under the intensive blows of so many blunt weapons, but the internal power of the Huashan Sword Demon is unfathomable, and the Zixia divine power is even more extraordinary. Strengthening hearing, vision, and transporting the whole body can enhance defense, and transporting hand and foot weapons can enhance defense and attack. The reason why the long sword in his hand is not broken is because of the magic of Zixia Zhenqi, but also because of its internal strength. Shocking past and present!"

The veteran martial artist looked shocked at the moment, staring at the long sword in Xu Zifan's hand and muttering to himself.

"Dangdangdang..."

At this time, the battle situation in the field was very fierce. The speed of the eighteen Arhat bronze figurines was as fast as lightning, and they cooperated seamlessly with each other.

Some are in charge of attacking, some are in charge of defense, and some are in charge of disturbing the enemy. When attacking, the inner breath gathers, condensing the momentum of destroying mountains and breaking mountains, and it is unstoppable. When defending, qi and blood are linked together, and they suffer the shock of inner breath together.

Rumble!
The earth was shaking, the sand was flying, the dust was flying, and the energy of the inner breath was boiling and roaring. The intensity of the fight at this time was more intense than that of the three peerless masters who were besieging Xu Zifan, which was shocking and shocking.

Liu Jing and others in the arena were always by Xu Zifan's side, which was equivalent to experiencing the shock first-hand. At this time, everyone was dazzled and dazzled. When they were amazed at the strength of the [-] Shaolin Arhat Bronze Figures, they were also more impressed by Xu Zifan's strength. for further understanding.

At this moment, the eyes of Liu Jing and Qu Feiyan were bright, and there was an inexplicable look in their eyes, while Tian Boguang was covered in cold sweat and his back was cold, because everyone around was stronger than him, and as a A first-class expert, he has never had such a time, never had such an experience.

As for Mu Gaofeng, his hands were still holding the hilt of the sword tightly at this moment, his whole body was cold and strange, and there was a faint red glow in his eyes that flickered from time to time. He was observing the situation around him, not knowing what he was thinking.

"boom!"

The purple energy surged out, and Xu Zifan's inner breath was further operating at this moment. He was actively persecuting and suppressing the Eighteen Arhat Bronze Figures. He wanted to see other changes in the Eighteen Arhat Bronze Figure formation.

At this moment, purple energy was billowing all over his body, and the sword-wielding figure was even faster, striking out like lightning.

Xu Zifan swung out a sword, a purple sword energy, like a rolling wave, surging away, crushing the surrounding enemies.

"boom!"

A loud bang sounded, and at this time, the copper wall and the iron wall composed of the eighteen arhats were knocked back several meters by the sword energy, which was shocking.

The Eighteen Arhat bronze figurines were unmoved at this time, and their formations changed rapidly. Extremely fast, imposing, and chilling.

Suddenly, the snake's head stood upright, until it was three or four feet high in the sky, and the snake's body twisted and attacked Xu Zifan.

"Subduing the Dragon!"

With a loud shout, the sound shook the sky, like a thunderbolt, shocking the soul, with the breath of subduing demons, killing Xu Zifan.

I saw the snake's head, a famous Arhat, holding a wrought iron rod in both hands, surrounded by a golden dragon-shaped phantom, and killed it from a height of three or four feet.

"Roar!"

The wind whistled, and the sound of the dragon's roar sounded in the field, and I saw the Arhat at the head of the snake, surrounded by a golden dragon phantom, driving the entire snake's body and rushing down.

At this moment, the air began to tremble, the golden dragon phantom was unparalleled, the dragon mighty, descended from the sky, and killed Xu Zifan.

The earth trembled, rumbling loudly, Xu Zifan looked up, his eyes twinkled with purple flowers, he was observing, participating in the study of the working principle of this formation.

"call!"

The golden dragon roared, bringing a gust of wind and killing Xu Zifan.

"when!"

A loud noise came out, the air waves roared, and the air seemed to be boiling, only to see the purple sword light flashing in Xu Zifan's hand, slashing on the phantom of the golden dragon that fell from the sky.

boom!
The golden dragon phantom shattered, the snake head rolled up, and Xu Zifan resisted this attack.

The snake body is meandering, and the position of the snake head has been replaced by another person at this time.

"Fuhu!"

Another loud shout resounded through the sky, only to see the golden tiger-shaped phantom shrouded in the bronze figure of the Arhat, killing him again.

"Ow!"

The golden divine tiger roared, carried the gust of wind, and carried the aura of a king. It was extremely domineering, and its momentum was shocking. It came again, but the purple sword energy was like a shocking rainbow, shattering the phantom of the divine tiger again.

The snake head rolled up again, and another person was replaced, killing him again.

Next, the place became violent. The energy in the whole field was boiling, and the void was shaking. There were sitting deer, joy, raising bowls, holding towers, sitting in meditation, crossing the river, riding elephants, laughing lions, happy, probing hands, contemplating, digging ears, The other sixteen Arhats, including Budai, Bajiao, Changmei, and Kanmen, came to kill them one by one, but they were all smashed to pieces by Xu Zifan's shocking sword energy.

At this time, the heroes outside the field were already numb, and both sides were powerful and somewhat inhuman.

For Shaolin, it’s okay to say that there are 18 people forming a large formation, with qi and blood intertwined, internal energy blending, joining forces to fight against the enemy, each attack is blessed by the internal energy of the other 17 people, it is understandable that they are strong.

And what about this Huashan Sword Demon?This is the power of one person against the Eighteen Arhats Bronze Man Formation, which has been passed down by Shaolin for thousands of years.

"Could it be that his internal strength alone is stronger than the sum of the internal strength of 18 people?" Some people were shocked, and had some guesses, and the look of horror in their eyes was undoubtedly revealed.

As for Master Yuankong, his eyes are deep at the moment, others can see it, how can he not see it, this Huashan disciple is not like a human being, he is still so young, at first he still had the idea of ​​surrender and wanted to recover Xu Zifan , to add another master to Shaolin, but at this moment he changed his mind.

"It must be removed!"

At this time, he made a decision in his heart that no matter what the price is today, he must get rid of this Huashan disciple, otherwise he will grow further in the future, which is really unstoppable.

Thinking of this, he stepped lightly under his feet, his figure changed, and his speed reached the extreme. Everyone only felt a flower in front of him. Master Yuankong had already appeared beside Zuo Lengchan, the dragon claw monk and the mad knife evil monk.

"Slaughter the devil!"

The gloomy words, with a little depth, were softly spoken from Yuan Kong's mouth.

"Amitabha!"

The mad knife evil monk, the dragon claw god monk clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and looked towards the field.

"Yes, Master!"

Zuo Lengchan saluted Yuan Kong, then turned his head and stared at Xu Zifan in the field.

(End of this chapter)