Five hundred war-torn soldiers on the battlefield, holding powerful crossbows and shooting intensively at the targets. Their offensive is so powerful that they are not comparable to the small fights and fights of ordinary people in the martial arts world. If this is killing the enemy on the battlefield, then there is no exaggeration. This move alone is enough to kill the enemy's corpses all over the field and blood flows into a river. Putting yourself in the face of the Tang Sect Qi Sha, which is famous and self-controlled, can also be defeated by the cold sweat oozing from the back. Just because if they are transferred, they found that they have almost no way to resist the frontal attack of the five hundred powerful crossbows that are as dense as raindrops and as fast as meteors!

In the lightning and fire, the monk Shook still showed a look of astonishment on his face, as if he couldn't believe that Yang Xiu was actually killing him. However, perhaps that was just an illusion. No one could ever look carefully. Five hundred crossbow arrows had already been carrying the powerful destructive power of the cave gold-breaking stone, and roared through the air. The monk Shook didn't know if he had no time to dodge or had never thought about dodging. In an instant, thousands of arrows were penetrated by his heart. The dense black crossbow branches completely buried him, and no one could see clearly what his expression was.

There was no joy or emotion, and the army of "Hundred Battles" that put down the crossbow machine, even the interest of watching the monks with half an eye was not given. It was just because they were always concerned about how to kill a living person, but they would never waste their energy to care for a dead person.

But this time they were wrong, and they were very wrong. In fact, the so-called "Five Hundred Gods Crossbows" can kill the great masters of martial arts in their hands is just a stupid idea that ordinary people think they are self-righteous.

The arrows that exhausted their kinetic energy fell down decay, and no even half a drop of blood was stained. The broken monk robe dissipated with the wind, and then the person revealed was the strange-shaped armor all over his body. The monk holding the rosary beads and putting his palms together, standing on the magic weapon of the big wheel and the hook. The majestic momentum fell from the sky and spread out from the sky, as if the essence was heavier than Mount Tai. In an instant, "Snow Drink", "Tian Jiu", "Jingji", "Jingji" a total of more than 2,000 people on the three warships. At the same time, they felt difficulty breathing and their hearts were beaten faster. Even Yang Xiu, who had the highest martial arts cultivation, was no exception. The King of Shu was slightly shocked, and then gathered his mind and shouted: "Of Hundred Battles, obey the orders, three crossbow formations, kill me!"

If there is anyone else on this ship who is absolutely not intimidated by the super power of the monk Guanwang, then there is only a hundred battles! These five hundred people are like the most precise killing tools, and only know that Yang Xiu's fate is followed, and there is almost no emotion that "people" should have. As soon as the order is released, the crossbow machine immediately pulls the bowstring and hits the flying arrow, and even half a moment of time is not wasted. The sound of the wind roar suddenly rises and runs together. The five hundred crossbows are divided into three sections of firepower and take turns to fire. Even though the momentum is not as violent as before, it is more durable. It is the only way to use the masters to protect their bodies and protect their true energy!

The face of the monk Shookong fell, and the light flashed in his eyes. With a thought, his momentum immediately changed from the gentle and compassionate ones before to the mighty. His hands and ten fingers changed, and they had already formed the "Vajra Supreme Divine Seal". The body-protecting energy condensed into an invisible iron wall based on the emptiness. The five hundred powerful crossbows attacked three feet in front of him, and were immediately shocked and could not touch the half hair of the monk Shookongong. Before Yang Xiu could give orders to change the formation to the "Hundred Battles", the Buddhist guardian priest took the lead, and the magic weapon of the virtual wheel and non-hook immediately rotated and shot in the air. The monk Shookong followed closely, and his whole body showed a dazzling golden light, and shouted sternly: "It's stubborn. Let the Pure World Fanyin Bodhisattva's sound of enlightenment. If it is not perfect, Om! Well!!! Mi! Hum!"

The pure and profound Buddhist true qi accompanied the monk Guanwang chanting the six-character mantra, and poured all into the divine weapon called "Unperfection". In an instant, the resonance and shock of the unfulfilling, and even expanded the sound wave infinitely, like the sound of thunder, directly pressing down on the deck of the Five-Toothed Giant Ship.

Even though the sound wave is invisible, it has extremely powerful lethality. When the five hundred elite soldiers are pinched together, they can be called an invincible hero, but in terms of personal martial arts, they are even worse than the three escorts from the Wu'an Escort Agency that day. Under the sound waves, they were all shocked to the point where the internal organs rolled like boiling, and the blood was squirting like a spring, dyeing the deck red.

He was inexplicably hurt by the capital to achieve great things. Yang Xiu was both heartbroken and angry. He had a profound cultivation level, and he used his skills to protect himself and defended with all his strength. It was more than enough to resist the invasion of sound waves. However, this king in Shu not only valued his identity, but also retained his strength to deal with the things in Lingyun Cave, but it was not convenient to take action at this time. Ningsheng shouted again: "Mr. Mu, Master Feng, Master Yan Castle!"

The three masters came out. Among them, Feng Yeyu was the most passionate about fame and fortune. He saw that it was a great opportunity to gain performance. Where would he let it go? He blocked Mu Xinghe and Yan Wanggu with his hands left and right, bent his back and shouted anxiously: "Hushen, get out of the sheath!" The sword box on his back immediately vibrated violently, but he saw a flash of red light shot out from the sword box. The sharp roar, which was even more harsh and loud than the 500 powerful crossbows flying at the same time, crossing the sky, and even offset the roar of the six-character curse.

The monk Shuwang was slightly stunned, and his mind was in a little bit. He grabbed the gap in the moment, and Feng Yeyu quickly turned his sword and shouted: "Ji!" The red light flashed, and immediately used the fierce killing force that was destroyed and could not be covered with lightning speed and stabbed the monk Shuwang's heart with a force that was not as fast as possible!

Before the red light arrived, the murderous aura arrived first. The monk Guanwang naturally turned into the "Big Sunshine Seal". Unfulfilled followed by a sharp turn in the air, and only heard the series of gold and iron sounds of "Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding ~~" and the red light crisscrossed, so fast that it was hard to distinguish the naked eye. However, unfulfilled always rotated around the body and defended the defense line, so that the red light did not pass the thunder pool half a step. The series of fights over hundreds of attacks, and the internal energy that squeezed each other compressed to the extreme, and finally detonated. The loud thunder tremor was heard.

It was heard from all over the place. The monk guarding the monk and his magic weapons were bombarded and flew backwards. The "boom" land fell into the middle of the river, and a water column surged out. Feng Yeyu on the deck turned pale and retreated for seven steps in a row like a bombardment by a giant hammer. He opened his mouth and spit out a large mouth of black blood. He hurriedly led his fingers back, and the red light immediately flew back to his master, quietly standing in the air. Tang Jixue's eyes lit up and rushed out, saying, "Is this the super magic weapon - soul-removing?"

The true face of the Red Light is a long sword with a strange shape. The sword body is not flat and two blades like an ordinary sword, but is intertwined in a cross shape, with four blades in total. The edge of the blade edge is like a wolf's teeth, and there are countless small and sharp barbs protruding. Such a strange thing is really hard to say that it is a sword.

However, the power of the super magic weapon will never be weakened by its strange shape. Just like the monk who watches his true energy into the incompleteness, he can knock down five hundred elite soldiers in one fell swoop. The superpower of soul-saving can also make Feng Yeyu greatly exceed his limits, using this sword flying technique that can only be used if the sword technique has reached its peak and enters the state of "Super Saint? Entering the God".

However, Feng Yeyu is suffering at this time. The Soul-Cleaning Sword is as its name, and the sword is destroyed by the soul, and the person is cut off. This is not only the enemy's soul, but also the soul. The truth of transcending one's own skills to use the sword to fly is to transform one's own life span and then urge unparalleled power to the valley. With just one round of rapid attack, the head of Qingcheng has lost at least three years of life.

The three-year life span exchange for the appreciation of King Yang Xiu of Shu and made a name for himself. This deal is definitely a big profit. Feng Yeyu took a few breaths and was about to speak. Suddenly, a "splashing" sound came from the center of the Minjiang River. A golden light broke through the waves and soared into the sky. It turned out to be a monk who was guarding him. Look at his appearance, he was full of energy and was different from Feng Yeyu's embarrassment. Obviously, even if there were no magic weapons, he would be far superior to the head of Qingcheng just by his own cultivation.

The monk Guanwang stepped on his feet and said sternly: "Namo Amitabha. Prince, the sea of ​​suffering is endless, and turning back is the shore!"

Yang Xiu secretly activated the Yuanbiao magic skill, and the Great Fengyun hand was ready to go, responding calmly: "I am born with a dragon seed, which is the blood of the real dragon, which is something that people cannot do. What is the shore when they turn back? It's simply nonsense!"

The divine light burst into the eyes of the monk Guanwang, and slowly said, "Although the Buddha is compassionate, he has to defend the way and eliminate demons. Some of them are thunderous. Since Wang Ye is obsessed with him, I can only stop showing mercy and sacrifice his life to subdue demons!" As soon as he finished speaking, he no longer entangled with Yang Xiu and others, stepped on the magic weapon straight, and turned spiral sharply. In an instant, the unparalleled true qi swept the atmosphere and condensed an invisible gravity. The clouds in the sky and the Minjiang River were affected by the gravity, and were at the same time pulled up and down, and it was connected to the sky and the earth, forming an unprecedentedly majestic tornado hurricane.

Such an offensive was incredible. It was not until this moment that Yang Xiu, who was in a verge of color, realized that the monk's martial arts were far more sophisticated than he had expected. At this time, it was too late for him to stop him, just because the monk was hiding in the tornado hurricane, no one could find his correct position. Before everyone could come up with a solution, the tornado had already roared and swept across.

Two small-level Huanglong-class warships, "Tianju" and "Jingji", could not resist it first. They were swept by the strong wind and broke their waists on the spot. The four-section hull raised high under pressure, and then penetrated straight to the bottom of the Minjiang River. With the screams and shouting, hundreds of people either fell into the water or flew straight into the sky by the strong wind. The monk and the unfulfilled remnant of the watch, then rushed towards the "Snow Drink". The solidity of the five-toothed giant ship is not comparable to that of the Huanglong-class warship, but what difference can be made in the face of the power of the heaven and earth? At that moment, the left string deck was first to suffer, and the five-story ship tower collapsed with a bang. The hull was "grand" everywhere, and it collapsed and scattered inch by inch under the grinding of the tornado.

In such a situation, he could no longer bear any trace of reservation. Mu Xinghe took a deep breath, and roared in a long and roaring in the air. He touched his right hand and pulled out another piece of sword and knife on his back arm. It was divided into thirty-six sections, which could be combined and divided into different magical weapons, and shouted: "Dragon Xuan Awakens!"

The black light burst out, covering the sun and the sky! The people and soldiers of the Muxinghe River merged and turned into a sharp black dragon with agile arrow and rushed straight towards the center of the hurricane. In an instant, the dragon shadow flew, and the hurricane stormed, and two giant pillars, one white and one black, roared in the center of the Minjiang River, launching a thrilling and unprecedented fierce battle. Thunder and explosions continued in a row, one advances and one retreats and one advances, and they were even stalemates.

The battle situation seemed to be equalized for a while, but similar to the fact that the soul must transform its life span to drive it, there are also hidden worries when the dragon spin is activated.

According to legend, three hundred years ago, a fierce and evil dragon was successful in cultivation, causing waves in Dianchi Lake in Nanzhong County, Yizhou, and went out to harm the people. The ancestor of the Diancang Sect went down to the water and descended from the dragon. After seven days and seven nights of fierce battle, he finally killed the evil dragon, and took out the dragon bones and cast the super magic weapon and dragon spin. From then on, he will always be the treasure of Diancang to maintain the mountains.

The monk Guanwang drives the energy of heaven and earth with his incompleteness, causing a tornado hurricane. The power is not something human can do to fight against. Mu Xinghe has no choice but to release the soul of the dragon that was blocked in Long Xuan to deal with it. However, in this way, his own spiritual consciousness must also bear the impact of the dragon soul more intensely than the wave. If he can't bear it, all three souls and seven spirits will be destroyed, and he will be in military service until he is exhausted by Long Xuan and dies tragically.

The soldiers are now in danger, and if they are distracted, they will be a fate that will never be restored. Mu Xinghe can only try hard to add divine weapons, hoping to fight back against powerful enemies before the deadline comes. Even though he knows that drinking poison to quench his thirst, he doesn't care about that much. The dragon spirals spread out, and can be long or short, and changes are endless. In the tumbling and puffing, they rotate from the outside to the inside to cut, quickly reducing the majestic power of the tornado hurricane. In the lightning, the golden light flashed in front of Mu Xinghe. It was the watchman who was swiftly swept and turned around. Without thinking, he danced rapidly in his hand and killed with all his strength with no return.

The dragon rushes sharply and fast, and even the sky seems to be torn apart by invisible force. The monk guarding the monk wants to avoid it. The pure and thick Buddhist true qi in the lightning and fire is not perfect. The divine weapon stops turning but is brilliant and brilliant, and he fights against the dragon xuan from the front.

The fierce shooting was fierce, the turbulent flow was surging, the tornado hurricane completely collapsed, and the water was splashing in the sky. The entire Minjiang River seemed to have swayed a few times in the blink of an eye. The righteous Buddhist "卍" golden seal rushed to the sky, and the monster dragon shadow rushed to the ground. The Muxinghe, who was catching the divine weapons, was exhausted all over, and hit the "Snow Drink" deck like a comet falling from the ground, and then sank wildly, colliding through the seven or eight-story cabin, unbiased and straight into the ship's keel.

The five-toothed giant ship, which was originally like a wild horse, rushed towards Lingyun Mountain, was immediately stunned. Then the hull kept tilting to the side, but the remaining momentum was not yet exhausted. He took the inertia to shovel the river bank, and finally "boomed" and completely overturned. The towering ship tower hit the ground heavily, not only was it smashed into pieces by its own weight on the spot, but it also stirred up smoke and dust, covering everything around.

The monk guarding in the air was also not easy. He looked tired and his face was pale. His imperfection was dim and his spiritual energy was greatly reduced. Although his eyes could not see through the smoke and dust, he could hear every word clearly. The compassion and unbearable feelings were immediately flourished, and his fighting spirit was sharply reduced. He knew that he could no longer stop Yang Xiu and others' actions today. Fortunately, there were still people guarding the checkpoints behind him, and the secrets in Lingyun Cave were still expected to be protected. He had tried his best, and now he had to. At that moment, he sighed in his heart, raised his palm and shouted Buddha's name, barely refuted the unfulfilling, and flew straight towards Lingyun Mountain.

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