Taishang Immortal Brigade

Chapter 105
The four of them formed a sword formation, and Ma Tengkong let out a loud roar, and broke through them simply and directly. One died and three were seriously injured. In the decisive battle of life and death, Zhanbu Jianxiu was defeated.

If you lose, you will die. The monks of the Demon Dao and the sword cultivators of the Zhanbu are both extremely murderous and stubborn people. They have always fought against each other in their lives. They have always had only the dead and no losers who escaped. If the sword cultivator wins today, the Demon Dao The monks killed all of them. For the same reason, now that the demon monks have the upper hand, none of the four sword cultivators can survive.

Ping Sanjiang felt the severe pain in his body spread like a spider web, his flesh, muscles and bones were covered with cracks everywhere, and the so-called immortal sword soul was smashed by the giant roar. Now he has no strength to heal, and can only let the serious injury slowly absorb With his vitality, the flying sword, which was originally extremely agile, could not fly for a long time, and was held in his hand weakly.

It was the first time in Ping Sanjiang's life that he regretted it. He was the most arrogant in his life. He believed that with the powerful attack power of a sword repairer, it is common for the few to win the many, and the few to outnumber the many. The facts are similar to what he thought. After he joined the war department, he went through hundreds of battles, and the most brilliant record was actually the first against ten.

Today, Ping Sanjiang received an order from the law enforcement elder, he rushed out, he thought it was just some sinners who had just been demonized, and the four of them were enough to take them down, but he didn't expect Ma Tengkong to be so powerful, with endless magic skills, first he and his three The great swordsmanship was a tie, and later the power of all the demon apostles was gathered to break the sword array.

A careless move at the moment has led to the end of all games. Even though Ping Sanjiang is arrogant, he can't help feeling remorse. The lives of his own people are not valuable, so it's fine to throw them here, but it's a pity that he let them go. These demon monks, Ma Tengkong, who was mediocre when he was in the war department, has terrifying strength after being demonized, and will definitely pose a great threat to the Sifang Immortal Sect.

Ma Tengkong looked at Ping Sanjiang as if looking at the prey under his claws. The mountain-like phantom behind him remained motionless. Suddenly he raised his head and let out a burst of arrogant laughter, "Ping Sanjiang, now you are in a cage. Birds and fish swimming in the bottom of the pot, there is no chance of escaping, read in the same school, if you have any unfulfilled wishes, tell them before you die, I will think about it for you."

There was a hint of madness in Ping Sanjiang's expression. At this moment, he was not as arrogant as before, and he looked like a trapped beast. He said viciously, "Ma Tengkong, don't be complacent, don't forget that you are still in the Sifang Immortal Sect , we are just small people in the sect, you act so rampantly, even if you can kill us, when the Nascent Soul monks appear, it will be the situation where Mount Tai is overwhelmed, and you will not be able to run at that time."

Ma Tengkong raised his eyelids, and said casually, "You are right, in this way, I must kill you as soon as possible, and then leave the Sifang Xianzong early, Ping Sanjiang, it doesn't matter if you speak harshly, and you ended up killing yourself, really not worth it."

Ping Sanjiang stared at the two remaining sword cultivators behind him, and shouted, "You two, our time has come. Serve the sect, eliminate demons and defend the way, and die well. Use human swords to unite, and kill demons together!" How could the sword not include our flesh and blood?"

After Ping Sanjiang finished speaking, the three sword cultivators simultaneously inserted the flying swords in their hands from the Tianling cover into his body. In the body, it was like the flying sword fused into their body, assimilating Jianxiu's body into a flying sword.

The combination of human and sword is the ultimate move of sword cultivators who can burn jade and stone together. It is true that the infinite power of flying swords can be contained with flesh and blood. It is true that the power of flying swords can be fully exerted, but after this trick is used, the body of sword cultivators cannot withstand the destruction of sword energy. He will collapse immediately, and even if he is fed with all the pills in the world, he will still be unable to return to his soul.

The three sword cultivators performed the art of combining human swords into one, completely turning into three human-shaped flying swords, and looked at each other with tragic expressions. Power, charged towards the horse flying into the air,

The three sword lights, including Jianxiu's flying sword and body, decelerate so fast that it is difficult to dodge, and the power is so strong that the apostles of the demonic way who are watching can't open their eyes to watch. The phantom behind Ma Tengkong is brought by the sword light The strong pressure came, suppressed like the reflection of a disturbed lake, twisting and shaking.

Ping Sanjiang roared loudly, and the phantom behind him opened his mouth at the same time. Ping Sanjiang's mouth was silent, but the phantom behind him let out a more violent roar than before, and there were sound waves visible to the naked eye in the air. Adding a ban on thousands of mountains and no one on top of the prohibition, the sound wave was wiped out just now. This time, Xia He was well prepared, and he was not hurt by the sound wave.

Zhu Cangsheng looked at the horse soaring into the sky far away in a daze, and unconsciously said, "Such a powerful sonic attack is even more powerful than the one on Tianqiang Peak back then. In comparison, the sound killing skills of the Mo brothers and sisters are nothing but A child's trick."

After Zhu Cangsheng finished speaking, he realized that it was really inappropriate for Gong Langxie, a sad person beside him, to mention Mo Qingchen unintentionally, and apologized full of guilt, "Brother Gong, Zhu made a slip of the tongue just now, And please forgive me."

Gong Langxie's expression remained unchanged, and he comforted, "It doesn't matter, what Brother Zhu said is that the Zhu clan in Beidaofeng is really good at the sound killing skills, but unfortunately it is difficult to master the sound killing skills. If you want to have a strong attack power, you must It needs a strong cultivation base. The two people on Tianqiang Peak, with their cultivation bases in the foundation period, can hardly use such a powerful voice to kill. However, Ma Tengkong in front of him has always been mediocre. After being demonized, his performance is so amazing. With two roars, the four sword cultivators have no power to resist."

The powerful sound waves emitted by the roar shook countless dust particles into nothingness, and the surrounding mountains and peaks were shaken by the sound waves, countless dead branches and leaves, floating soil and gravel rolled down, and the mouths, noses, eyes and ears of rabbits, mice, crows, and birds were bleeding and limp at the same time. on the ground.

Ping Sanjiang and the sword light of the two sword repair incarnations received most of the sound waves, and the brilliance of the sword light faded in an instant, revealing the figures of the three people in the sword light. Freezing in the air, there is no longer any movement to continue.

Ma Tengkong laughed wildly, Ping Sanjiang's body was like soaked carrion, pieces of flesh and blood fell down, destroyed by sword energy inside, and attacked by sound waves outside, Jianxiu's body could no longer bear it, The bones and muscles were smashed into a mess at the same time, the man's eyebrows and hair fell in pieces, his eyes, lips, and ears rotted and fell off, and his body couldn't bear the weight of his limbs. First, all the skin and flesh were lost, and then the joints were broken. Ping Sanjiang's chest burst open, and the internal organs gushed out.

The two sword cultivators behind Ping Sanjiang were in no better condition than Ping Sanjiang. They died so tragically that it was hard to see, but Ma Tengkong, the demonic apostle, looked at the three swordsmen with great interest. Xiu's death was full of excitement and bloodlust.

Ping Sanjiang and the other three finally fell into pieces. Ma Tengkong turned around and looked to the distant sky, which was beyond the mountain gate of the Sifang Immortal Sect. After entering the Sifang Xianzong, we are like fish swimming into the sea, and the sea and the sky are vast."

The demon disciples said yes at the same time, and they were about to leave with Ma Tengkong. Among the disciples in the audience, a tear-stained disciple suddenly rushed out. His expression was full of despair and pleading. He shouted hurriedly, "Uncle, You don't want to go, you insist on going your own way, you have harmed yourself and the Ma family, you unworthy descendant."

Xia He saw that the disciple who rushed out was Ma Weiyuan who gave him the lion-tailed dragon-horse statue. He also hid under Zhanxiantai and did not leave. Now that he had the opportunity, he rushed out. Wanting to hold him back, Ma Weiyuan couldn't stop the impulsive one.

Ma Tengkong glanced at Ma Weiyuan, and said with a smile, "Weiyuan, silly boy, it's Sifang Xianzong who is sorry for the Ma family, not me. You said I harmed the Ma family, but I want to tell you, Ma family Why, the Ma family already existed in name only after the battle of exterminating demons, and now they are just living dead lingering on their last legs."

Ma Weiyuan roared in disbelief, "I don't understand, but you must not leave today, you can be shameless to survive, but what should the Ma family do, hundreds of members of the Ma family will die because of you, a lackey of the devil's way, Ma The reputation of the family has been lost to you alone today, and you still have the face to live under the name of Ma Tengkong."

Ma Tengkong stopped talking, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more weird. With a wave of his tattered sleeve robe, a wind blade was formed out of thin air, piercing Ma Weiyuan's lower abdomen instantly, and blood gushed out through his body, staining the loess red.

Xia He, Dugu Xiahou, Zhu Cangsheng, Gong Langxie, as well as Shi Yilang and Zhou Buming who were not far away, were stunned by this sudden turn of events, speechless for a long time, and when they looked back, only One thought, "Destroy the conscience, destroy the human relationship, and deny the six relatives."

Ma Weiyuan clutched his bleeding abdomen, his eyes were full of anger and confusion. He hadn't realized at this moment that the monk of the magic way who looked down on all living beings above the sky was no longer his uncle Tengkong, and he fell limply on the ground. Shi Yilang and Zhou Buming finally caught up with him and helped him up.

Ma Tengkong flew out with a wind blade, stopping all Ma Weiyuan's words, and then he looked forward and never looked at his nephew below, his tone was as flat as water, "Do you know why I didn't make it difficult for you until now, because you These Foundation Establishment disciples are ants that I don't even bother to look at. Ma Weiyuan, I won't kill you, because you are not qualified to die by my hands."

Ma Tengkong's voice became more and more ruthless, "What does the Ma family have to do with me now? Wouldn't it be a monster to die? From now on, there will be no Ma family's Ma Tengkong, only the demon monk Ma Tengkong."

Ma Tengkong is as awe-inspiring as a demon god. None of the disciples under the Zhanxian platform looked up to his power. At this moment, a long and long bell sounded, and all the demonic apostles groaned at the same time, and the demonic energy weakened a lot. , the leader Ma soared into the air, and the phantom behind him shook rapidly, showing a tendency to collapse.

All the disciples in the audience felt refreshed when they heard the sound of the bell. Their minds, which were confused by the magic sound and energy, gradually calmed down. Looking at the source of the bell, they didn't know who was about to appear.

(End of this chapter)