Chapter 182 Peak Showdown, Evil Sword Immortal Su Liu vs Great Yuan Guo Shi Ba Ba!!

Quiet.

Quiescence.

On the vast Wudang Mountain, there was a frightening silence.

Everyone held their breath and didn’t say a word.

Countless Dao eyes all converged on the body of that monk.

Looking at the appearance of the two people, the contest of this move just now was evenly divided!

Beimuzi lightly brushed his long beard, and his eyes flashed with a strong sense of surprise, and sighed: “Good boy, in the realm of the Great Grandmaster, he is actually equal to a land god and immortal strongman, and he is really a world-class wizard!” ”

Zhang Sanfeng, on the other hand, shook his head, his eyes were full of smiles, and he said with a smile: “Divide the autumn colors equally?” Dude, take a closer look! ”

“Huh?”

Beimuzi first froze, then his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the Eighth Division Ba and Su Liu again.

“Isn’t it evenly divided?” Neither of these two men seemed to have anything to do. ”

“Hiss—do you mean…”

Speaking of this, the old Daoist’s eyes widened, as if he had thought of something, and hurriedly looked at Hatsuma Zhi behind the Eighth Master.

Only to see this famous Snow Mountain Great Wheel Ming King, at this moment, his eyes were scattered, his look was weak, and his face was as pale as paper.

The corners of the mouth, the eye sockets, and the ears are faintly oozing with blood, looking miserable…

“Hiss—”

Seeing this scene, Beimuzi couldn’t help but take a breath of cool air, and his eyes were full of shock!

Just now, the eighth master’s attack was to save the life of the eldest disciple Hatsuma Zhi.

But apparently, he failed!

Although Hatsuma Didn’t die on the spot, it was also the end of the crossbow, and only the last breath was left!

“Amazing!”

The North Dark Son was more and more moved.

Not only did it resist the all-out attack of a land immortal, but at the same time, it also had the strength to strike and directly hit hatsuma Zhi, who was protected by the land immortals!

This Su Xiaoyou is really worthy of the name of the Celestial Immortal!

“If I could really let him take charge of my Daomen, even if I closed my eyes now, I would die without regrets…”

The Look in Su Liu’s eyes became more and more eager, and he was eager to forcibly cede the position of Heavenly Sect Patriarch to Su Liu now!

The old Daoist had already made up his mind.

At all costs, be sure to leave this boy behind!! And at the moment, on the field.

The Eighth Master Looked indifferent, looked at Hatsuma Zhi, and after a long silence, sighed lightly.

“Amitabha, your heart is broken, even if the Buddha incarnates, he is powerless to return to heaven, disciple, you go with peace of mind, for the master will avenge you…”

Hearing this, Hatsuma Zhi’s body trembled, and a sense of despair could not help but emerge in his eyes.

He used up the last bit of strength, looked pleadingly at the Eighth Master, and squeezed the last few words out of his throat.

“Master… Kill him… Avenge me…”

Unfortunately, this last word has not yet been finished.

Hatsuma Zhi, the Great Wheel Ming King of the Snow Mountain, was already distraught, his body slammed to the ground, completely out of breath, and his soul returned to Huangquan!

At this point, except for Bai Lianjue, who was shattered by Su Liu and transformed into a living dead, the rest of the four Protectors of the Snow Domain Tantric Sect were all killed in Wudang Mountain!

It can also be said that the disciples under the Eighth Master Ba are all destroyed!

Looking at Hatsuma Zhi’s dead corpse, a long-lost anger emerged from the heart of the Eighth Master, and even a trace of blood appeared in his eyes.

How many years?

How many years have you not experienced this feeling of anger?

The Eighth Master’s face was as cold as ice, and he said word by word, “Hatsuma Zhi, Er, rest assured, the murderer who killed you today will inevitably pay the price of blood.”

At this moment, a light laugh full of jokes sounded slowly.

“Don’t fake it.”

“Just now, in order to test the martial arts of the poor Dao, you had to force your disciples to take action, and after seeing that several disciples were all dead, you stood up and said something to take revenge.”

“It’s ridiculous!”

Hearing this, the Eighth Master Ba’s heart was even more angry, and he turned his head suddenly, and there seemed to be a cold lightning flash in one pair of eyes, and he looked at Su Liu deadly and said sharply: “Wanton! ”

“Boy, do you really think that if you can take a trick from the poor monk, you can really fight against me?”

“The power of the land gods, you can’t even imagine!”

Su Liu’s eyes were indifferent, and he sneered, “How powerful it is, it is difficult to say.” ”

“The poor Dao only saw that several of your disciples died in front of you, and you couldn’t do anything about it.”

These words deeply pierced the heart of the Eighth Master.

Only to see him laugh furiously, the evil light surging in his eyes, SenRan said, “Well, you will soon know where the land gods have been harmed!” ”

Su Liu still looked at him indifferently, and seemed to laugh and said, “It is useless to talk more, if you want to avenge your apprentice, it is best to come up with some real skills.” ”

The Eighth Master folded his hands, recited a Buddhist trumpet, and slowly exhaled a breath.

Get rid of the distractions of anger and resentment in your heart.

He quickly restored his former calm, only there was still a strange evil light surging in his eyes, staring at Su Liu deadly, and whispered, “I came here today to compete with Zhang Zhenren, who is known as the first person in the Daomen.” ”

“But since Ru is bent on death, the poor monk can help you get rid of it!”

Before the words could be heard, I saw that the Great YuanGuo Master suddenly reached out a palm and slammed it into the void.

“Destroy the God Palm!”

Suddenly, the matchless evil force spread out, causing the void to vibrate.

Between the blood light, it seemed to turn into a blood-colored vortex.

The next moment, I saw that in the blood-colored vortex, there was actually a blood-colored magic hand that emitted an ominous aura.

It looked like an evil demon under the eighteenth layer of hell, poking out its clutches from the deepest part of the underground mansion!

Looking at the blood-colored magic hand that was ten feet tall, everyone present was shocked, and their eyes were full of shock.

Even a strong person like the Great Grandmaster peak of the Northern Muzi had a dignified face and a face full of fear.

Such a momentum is too frightening!

Between the hands and feet, they all carry the power of heaven and earth! It is worthy of being a land immortal realm strongman!

In the distance, Zhou Zhiruo looked at the huge blood-colored magic hand, and his heart couldn’t help but mention the throat eyes, and the beautiful eyes were full of worry.

“Master…”

The little dragon girl on the side was giggling and said confidently, “Rest assured, Master Zhiruo, our master, but the world is invincible!” ”

A faint smile broke out on Li Moxuan’s lips, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked at the white-clad figure, and his eyes were as moving as autumn water.

“Teaching real people will never be defeated, even if the other party is a land god!”

At this moment, in the face of this terrifying exterminating palm of the Eighth Division, Su Liu was not angry but happy, only to see his sword eyebrows picked, and a faint smile appeared on Junxiu’s face.

“Good value for money”

“This trick is still somewhat interesting!”

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