The strongest bodyguard and pretty president

Shengjun moved his finger, kill!

The four guardians, the four holy kings, and the three thousand golden armor behind him and people from all the sects immediately swarmed up.

"kill--"

"kill--"

All of a sudden, the sound of killing shook the sky, and the earth shook.

All the powerhouses and the three thousand gold armors made their moves one after another, launching an ancient battle.

Cheng Lao shouted anxiously, "Protect the young master!"

Peng——

The Great Protector, who was bent on revenge, took the lead, shot several monks flying, and rushed into the crowd to kill wantonly.

How can these monks in Qianye Temple withstand so many strong men?
Cheng Xueyi, Qian Yuxuan, Tang Shisanniang, the drinker and others stepped forward one after another. Shen Tianlong led the eighteen generals with Qin Mu behind his back to kill a bloody road.

Shengjun frowned, "Give them a break, I want all of them to see the destruction of the nine clans with their own eyes."

"Yes! Holy Monarch!"

Except for the severed jade-faced madman and ten guards who had lost an arm, everyone rushed over.

Shengjun picked up the teacup and slowly brought it to his mouth.

thump—

A big clock suddenly charged over from the back of the hall, carrying an unstoppable domineering aura.

bang——

The few gold-armored warriors who were the first to bear the brunt were directly knocked into the air and died with their bones cracked.

Even the head of the Five Sacred Sword Sect, Qiu, was knocked down by the big bell, poof——

He fell to the ground, unable to afford serious injuries.

The domineering bell rushed towards the dragon chariot.

Someone was terrified and was about to jump over to block the big bell and protect the holy king.

Shengjun raised his eyebrows, and two sharp eyes shot out from his eyes.

clang--

The teacup in his hand flew out and collided with the big clock.

thump—

The big clock made a melodious sound, and actually flew back backwards.

The teacup flicked at the same time and reflected back to Shengjun.

Shengjun squeezed his fingers slightly, and held the teacup firmly in his hand again.

And the big clock slammed into it at a faster and fiercer speed than before.

After knocking over a dozen monks into the air, he broke through the window and smashed into the main hall.

bang——

A big Buddha in the middle of the hall was hit by a heavy bell and instantly shattered.

Sawdust flew, and many god statues were shattered and fell to the ground one after another.

For a teacup to have such a huge power, what kind of state has the cultivation of the Holy Monarch reached?
I'm afraid no one will know.

After repelling the big bell, Shengjun continued to drink tea like no one else was watching.

This aura is unmatched.

A gray shadow flew out from behind the main hall, and slapped the big clock flying with one palm, boom——

The heavy bell rushed out of the hall like a mountain, and hit the dragon chariot again.

Shengjun's face was full of anger, and he slapped his palms suddenly, and his figure shot out violently.

Turning his palm into a knife, he slashed across the ground with a swipe.

Someone saw a dazzling cold light flashing by, and the big bell gave out a long chime, which means——

The huge palm shadow fell on the big clock like a sharp weapon.

The big clock exploded suddenly and was split in half.

How many people were shocked by this blow?
The two halves of fragments splashed out, hitting and killing many warriors with low cultivation bases again.

Shengjun split the bronze bell of Qianye Temple with one move. This palm force is too domineering.

The old monk in a gray robe slapped Shengjun with his palm in the middle of the split bell.

The strength of the old monk is still higher than that of Qin Mu.

He is already everyone's last hope.

The old monk patted it with his palm, and Shengjun was slightly startled,
"Are you the one who fights the Remnant Blood Sword?"

The old monk didn't speak, but stepped up his attack.

One style and one move, like flowing clouds and flowing water.

It's just that his strength is too strong, every move can always bring about a storm, and wherever the palm wind goes, there will be no surprises.

Shengjun snorted coldly, "How long will the old man who is dying be able to hold his prestige?"

The magical power of nine heavens and ten earths formed a huge protective body within a few meters around the holy monarch.

The cold breath around is continuously gathering, as if being attracted by a magnetic field, it is surging.

His miraculous skill is actually somewhat similar to Qin Mu's Myriad Images and Nothingness.

The so-called return of all dharmas to the source, after reaching a certain extremely strong state, one can always find something similar.

The old monk clapped several palms in succession, but he was completely unable to shake Shengjun's body protection skills.

On the contrary, the breath between the heaven and the earth was accelerated, and the holy king's palms condensed into a tangible sphere.

The entire sphere glows with a mysterious blue light.

"Suffer to death!"

Shengjun pushed with both palms, and the sphere the size of a washbasin swished at the old monk.

The old monk waved his arms and tried his best to block.

Peng——

The blue sphere exploded instantly, and an incomparably majestic air wave engulfed the old monk immediately.

The figure of the old monk flew upside down tens of meters, breaking a thick pillar in front of the main hall.

It continued to crash into the main hall, smashing several Buddha statues completely.

Waves of sky-swallowing waves came one after another, smashing everything.

Wherever he went, there was nothing but a piece of dust.

The wooden structure of the main hall instantly became in disarray.

Cough cough--

puff--

Even the old monk couldn't resist the blow of the holy king, and everyone hesitated.

"Uncle Master, Uncle Master!"

Master Wu'an and Master Wuhui put aside their opponents and both rushed to the old monk's side.

The old monk looked pained and turned pale.

"Uncle Master!"

puff--

The old monk spit out a mouthful of blood again, "Quick, take Master Qin away!"

"Uncle Master!"

The old monk pushed hard, shook off the two of them, and stood up from the ground.

Walking out of the hall with strides, "Nine Heavens and Ten Earths are really overbearing, I will accompany you to the end today!"

"Hahaha---"

Shengjun burst out laughing, "The ancients said that those who lose their way will be given little help, and those who have gained much will be helped. Today, all the martial arts factions in the world belong to me, and Emperor Wu has betrayed all relatives. Old monk, if you can understand a little bit, I can forgive you all from death!" "

"Otherwise, today I will flatten this Qianye Temple!"

Master Wuhui rushed out, "Even if your martial arts are world-class, so what? We swear to live and die with the temple!"

A group of disciples followed and formed a large formation.

From other places in the temple, the sound of Cheng Xueyi and the others' beating and killing continued to be heard.

There are too many strong men in the world of ten directions, and it is difficult for them to parry.

The alcoholic was injured again, Qian Yuxuan and Tang Shisanniang were already scarred, only Hua Linglong was slightly better.

Cheng Xueyi had also been hit several times in a row, and her injuries were serious.

With Qin Mu on his back, Shen Tianlong rushed left and right with eighteen generals, but couldn't get out at all, and was forced by them to retreat to the back mountain and think about the cliff.

Shengjun shouted coldly, "If that's the case, then I will fulfill you!"

"Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, I am the only one!"

In an instant, all the objects around were sucked up by the powerful mysterious force,

Even the big trees in the temple were uprooted, and the holy king waved his arms and patted the old monk.

boom -

A powerful mysterious force destroys everything like a storm.

No matter how powerful you old monk is, you are still powerless.

The old monk stretched out his hand to block the blow for Master Wu'an and Wuhui beside him,
Even so, the three of them and the disciples were destroyed by a powerful force.

That force came surging like mountains and seas, completely irresistible.

The bodies of the three broke the pillars outside the main hall, smashed the wall made of wooden boards, and passed through the wall.

boom -

Only a loud noise was heard, and the entire hall was destroyed in an instant, with sawdust and rubble flying.

The place within a radius of nearly [-] meters was completely turned into ruins.

Such a destructive power shocks everything.

Seeing the three masters, uncles and nephews submerged in the ruins of the main hall, a trace of cold and arrogant disdain flashed across Shengjun's face.

Nine Heavens and Ten Earths magical skills, looking at the world, who can beat it?