Umbrella Travel to the Heavens

　　 Yuanguan martial arts is much better than other Luo Hantang disciples. After falling to the ground and immediately getting up, he yelled hurriedly regardless of the blood on his lips.

　　 "Go! Hold him! Let's make a big battle again!"

　　 The disciple Luo Hantang who was able to stand still picked up the long stick, and rushed towards Li Xiu again.

　　 The purpose of tempering internal strength has been achieved, and Li Xiu is no longer daunting.

　　 "Om!"

　　 Pulling up the Heavenly Refining Sword that was inserted on the ground during the internal force competition, the mellow and fierce Nine Suns' True Qi was agitated, and a low-pitched sword rang through the courtyard!

　　 A crimson sword aura whizzed away as soon as he flipped his wrist.

　　 Like a dark red thunder and lightning, slashed from the Heavenly Sword, Canmei is full of extremely fierce killing intent!

　　 It's almost like the thunder of nine days crashing on the ground, and it's just around the corner!

　　 Those monks who were the first to bear the brunt of it didn't even have time to lift the stick to block it.

　　'S expression on his face was frozen, and his upper body and lower body were neatly scored.

　　 "Wow!"

　　 Pouring blood spilled on the ground, and there was a mess of intestines and organs along with a little belly.

　　 After being cut in the waist, people will not die immediately, but they will also be so painful that they can't speak a bit. As for the stronger ones, they can even make two low screams.

　　 scream! Fill the blood in the nose! Such a cruel hellish scene in front of me!

　　 made many monks pale, and when I looked at Li Xiu, there was already a touch of fear that could no longer be obvious, and the hand holding the stick couldn't help but lose a lot of strength.

　　 Such a scene will naturally be irritating. Some people are irritated to be born with fear, but Li Xiu is irritated and feels disgusted. He wants to end the matter as soon as possible.

　　 Li Xiu couldn't help frowning at the sight he had created. He didn't avoid killing, but it was no longer pure blood, it smelled unpleasant after all.

　　 He leaped at his feet and danced with a long sword in the sky, before he took the initiative to jump into the crowd.

　　 Learned from the sword moves of the nameless swordsmanship, as well as some of the sword moves that he valued on the road, the long sword was frequently used unwillingly.

　　 Roads of deep red sword aura shrouded the monks like a curtain of rain!

　　 The long stick was cut off, not to mention the fragile human body, and many corpses were cut to pieces and scattered!

　　 Although all a hundred monks rushed to Li Xiu madly, they were actually swarming.

　　 But Li Xiu's sword gas was stopped by Li Xiu's sword, and he couldn't go any further!

　　 The piles of broken corpses are getting higher and higher. I don't know when the monk of Luohantang wants to get close to Li Xiu.

　　 Gradually dozens of breaths have passed, but after all, no one can fight with Li Xiu and come into contact with the sword body of the Heavenly Sword.

　　 The whole battle is more like a banal fairy wearing a thin moon white shirt holding a long sword, under the ancient trees in the courtyard, moving to use the sword, and wantonly performing one-of-a-kind exquisite sword moves.

　　 The beautiful dark red sword qi constantly fluttered from his body, creating strong winds and distorting the sky.

　　 However, within one zhang, one person danced his sword leisurely, and within one zhang, the monks screamed and covered their faces with blood, unwilling to fall down.

　　 "Go back! Go back!"

　　 A roar of Shaolin lion was mixed with countless anger, killing intent, and sadness!

　　 Finally, Yuanguan gathered up the intact disciples again, and reluctantly formed the 108 Arhat formation again, and surrounded Li Xiu in the formation.

　　 The monks in the Arhat Hall were also waking up from a dream, no longer affected by the atmosphere of seeing death beside them, watching the scene of **** in front of them, holding their sticks, and they kept beating and retreating.

　　 Yuan Guanzi also did not stop him, and released many pale disciples out of the battle.

　　 But when they reached the last few people, seeing that Li Xiu was close to the line, Yuan Guan's eyes flashed with a hint of unbearable and violent shout.

　　 "Royal!"

　　 One hundred eight monks are united internally, and the formation is closed.

　　 Li Xiu killed a few monks with his sword qi while he was walking, but when the last two monks came, he raised his eyebrows and couldn't stop.

　　 Li Xiu stood with his sword and leaned back, watching what was going to happen in front of him with amusement.

　　 The man-eating demon is behind, and the two monks who had been frightened for a long time naturally did not dare to kill them backwards, they wanted to escape forward.

　　 "Master Yuanguan, save us, let us go out!"

　　 "Master Yuanguan quickly open the formation, I don't want to die!"

　　 The two monks were crying and begging to look at Yuan Guan, a trace of embarrassment flashed across Yuan Guan’s sorrowful and angry square faces holding a long stick.

　　 This look fell into Li Xiu's eyes, with a hearty smile on his face, he saw what he expected.

　　 Yuanguan only felt that more than two hundred eyes on the left and right sides were looking at him, and he couldn't help cursing in his heart that the villain in front of him was really wicked and hateful.

　　 In order to prevent the evil thief from having a chance to escape, he forcibly endured the compassion in his heart and closed the formation.

　　 But who knows that this thief didn't do anything until the end, and this embarrassing situation occurred.

　　 Yuanguan thought he wanted to rescue these two disciples, but the thief was only a few meters away from the formation.

　　Once the formation is opened, it is only a distance that the thief can reach in an instant.

　　 At that time, the two disciples did not run two steps, but the thief was out of the formation. If he kills a few disciples, I am afraid that the number of people in the large formation will not be enough. Then everything is over!

　　 Yuanguan tried his best to make the grief and intolerance on his face look natural.

　　 "Two nephews, I must not give this thief any chance to play. Once I open the formation, this thief has a chance to take advantage of."

　　 "Once the evil thief is out of the battle, there will definitely be disciples brutally killed, and if there are more disciples casualties, we may not make up the number of people in the battle."

　　 "At that time, not only will we die here, we will not have the whole body, even my Shaolin foundation for hundreds of years will be destroyed!"

　　Yuanguan said this, the two disciples were fine, but he clearly felt that the internal forces of the formation became more cohesive, and the whole body rose!

　　 Looking at the disciples on the left and right, they have turned their heads and no longer look at him or the two disciples. Instead, they began to look seriously and try their best to maintain the formation.

　　 has apparently acquiesced that the sacrifice of the two disciples was tragic and worthy.

　　 I don’t know because he emphasized that "Shaolin's foundation will be destroyed for hundreds of years." UU Reading www.uukanshu. Com is still because of the phrase "we will all die."

　　 The internal strength of the formation rose, and the two monks stood so close, they couldn't feel it any more clearly.

　　 "You guys!...well, I will feed demons with my body today!"

　　 One of the monks seemed to have seen through and figured out clearly, and with an angry expression holding a stick, he wanted to turn around and kill Li Xiu.

　　 But as soon as he turned around, he saw Li Xiu playing a sword with his wrist and swinging his sword at him!

　　 The monk's face climbed into a deep horror, and he turned around instinctively and fled.

　　 But without taking two steps, he slammed into the formation and the internal force.

"boom!"

　　 hits fast, and is hit by internal force even faster.

　　 The broken corpse was beaten by Juli and flew upside down, just flying past Li Xiu, and falling a few meters behind him, stirring up a large amount of dust.

　　 "Obviously, you don't seem to have the courage of Sakyamuni."

　　 Li Xiu shook his head and murmured, then cast his playful eyes on the other person.

　　 Another monk watched Li Xiu's gaze on him and the broken corpse, and swallowed unconsciously.

　　 Then he turned his head angrily, looked at his brothers and Yuan Guan, his eyes were full of blood red.

　　 "Okay! They are really better brothers who have been in the same discipline for more than ten years!"

　　 Then he exploded with all his internal strength, and threw the long Zaomu stick in his hand to Yuanguan desperately!

　　 The long stick was naturally blasted back by the internal force of the formation, shattered into multiple pieces and landed on the ground.

　　 The monk didn't care, he looked up to the sky and laughed a long, sad and angry laugh, and then he slapped his forehead with all his strength.

　　 After being bombarded by the formation for two hundred years, his muscles and bones were broken and flesh and blood was broken, and Li Xiu's crimson sword qi was smashed into pieces, he chose to exterminate himself and keep a whole corpse.