The Heavens: Beginning with the role of a young boy, Broken Waves

Chapter 31 The Three Righteous Heroes, All Destroyed!
"Eclipse sword technique. Full sun!"

In the main hall, Xie An's long sword was violent.

After a few moves in a row, he failed to win Chongxu, and Fang Zheng was constantly harassing him behind him.

Under such a situation, Xie An soon became impatient.

Xie An was very displeased that he wasted such a long time against two Houtian [-]th-level warriors in the war zone.

Ever since, after several moves in a row to violently repel Chongxu, Xie An let out a long howl in his throat.

But in the blink of an eye, he has already used the sixth form of the Eclipse Sword Technique, Sun Penetration Full Replenishment, impressively.

This stance of Ritong Manying is different from the other five eclipse sword techniques before.

Compared with the previous one-off sword moves, Riguan Manying is not so much a one-stroke attack swordsmanship, but a kind of swordsmanship buff ability somewhat similar to sword glow is more appropriate.

Once this trick is used.

Within a dozen or so breaths, the blade in the user's hand will be filled with tyrannical energy.

During this period of time, the weapon in the user's hand will not only be strengthened by strength to become more violent when he slashes.

Moreover, when the blade in the user's hand is engaged in a weapon confrontation with the opponent, it will also be protected by a layer of energy, making it even less likely to be broken by the opponent's blade.

At this moment, the reason why Xie An used such a sword technique.

He just planned to forcibly break through the Chongxu defense in the shortest time and in the most violent way, and send him to hell.

As for Xie An's sudden change, Chongxu obviously saw something wrong.

In an instant, the Tai Chi swordsmanship in his hand didn't have any tendency to counterattack at all, and it shrunk completely into a small circle.

In this small sword circle, his swordsmanship defense power was directly raised to the extreme in a short time.

In the main hall, the sword light is like a tide.

Under the sound of a huge weapon piercing the air like a thunderclap, the innate qi in Xie An's body suddenly surged like a river bursting its banks.

With every move and style he swung, surging sword energy suddenly raged across the hall.

Within a few meters of Chongxu's body, in the blink of an eye, everything was covered by his sword energy.

"it is good!"

"Such a divine sword! It is worthy of being No.1 in the new world!"

Amidst the sky filled with sword light, the circle of the sword in Chongxu's hand was gradually suppressed and became smaller and smaller.

But even so, as a person who has practiced martial arts for many years, Chongxu saw Xie An's mighty sword at this moment.

In his heart, he couldn't help it for a while, but he was suddenly full of pride. He shook his wrist directly, not to be outdone, and drew countless sword circles in a series of circles with the Tai Chi swordsmanship in his hand.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

Intense confrontation.

Frequent blade collisions.

After dozens of sword collisions in a short period of one or two seconds.

In the main hall of the Sun Moon God Cult's meeting hall, countless refined iron fragments suddenly splashed and blasted in all directions.

At the same time, along with these fragments of iron flying out of the sky, there was also a body with sword marks all over its body and countless incomplete and tattered robes.

"Old bull nose!"

A sad and angry roar suddenly sounded from behind Xie An.

Fang Zheng, the contemporary Shaolin abbot who had been harassing and attacking behind Xie An, looked at the tattered body of the Taoist robe flying over his head.

For a moment, he couldn't help the rabbit died and the fox was sad, and he yelled out a Buddhist lion's roar with all his strength.

In the main hall, the sound waves rolled like thunder, like an arhat descending a demon.

With such a thundering sound, Xie An, as an innate, is still relatively stable.

Except for the slight sway of the sword light in his hand.

Soon, in less than half a blink of an eye, he woke up from the sound wave attack of the Buddhist lion's roar.

On the contrary, it was the ordinary mid-level and high-ranking members of the Sun Moon God Sect in the main hall of the meeting hall, as well as those black and white celebrities who were invited to this banquet.

They were affected by the thunderous sound, but each of them suffered bad luck.

Some of them have deep internal strength, and the situation is not bad.

Other than being slightly dazed and dizzy, other embarrassing problems did not appear on them.

But the rest of the internal strength cultivation base is not advanced, but it is really unlucky.

Under Fang Zheng's roar of the Buddhist lion roaring with all his internal strength, no matter how they usually do, they run rampant in the arena.

But at this moment, they are out of control, and they can't help but make ugly appearances.

Some of them fell unconscious on the spot.

Some people shrunk their bodies to the ground like quails.

There are also people who can't control their bodies and excrete and urinate in public.

In the center of the hall, Xie An stood holding a sword.

Looking at the mess and misery in the hall, his eyes were fixed, and he suddenly had a new understanding of Fang Zheng's ability to kill groups.

"What a Buddhist lion's roar, it's really a miraculous skill of Qing soldiers."

"Old monk, your attainments in music and martial arts are really not bad."

"In this hall, except for me, who has stepped into the innate wonderland, the rest of the people are all making a fool of themselves under your Buddhist lion's roar."

"It's just that I want to know one question, that is, if you escape this hall by chance later, how do you plan to face so many black and white couples who have completely lost face because of your Buddhist lion's roar sound skills?" Dao famous people?"

"Hahahaha!"

"I think, old monk Fangzheng, if you are clear-headed, you might as well kill yourself."

"Otherwise, even if I let you walk out of this hall alive now, from now on, those young monks of Shaolin Temple will have to suffer a lot of setbacks and have a difficult journey in the rivers and lakes."

Having said that, Xie An, who had been trying to maintain a calm expression on his face, suddenly couldn't help but burst out laughing on the spot.

The sound skill of the Buddhist lion's roar is strong.

But in this airtight hall, it is really a magical skill that attracts hatred.

At this moment, I saw the messy scene in the hall.

To be honest, Xie An suddenly didn't even intend to kill Fang Zheng.

Compared to sending Fang Zheng to die, just send him out of the hall and down Heimuya alive.

After a few days, when all the black and white figures in the hall returned to their sect, Xie An sent someone to spread the word secretly.

Let us publicize the divine power of Shaolin Fangzheng Buddhism's lion's roar, and those black and white famous people who were frightened into gourds by his roar, and even spewed out feces and urine.

At that time, even just thinking about that scene, Xie An will feel extremely exciting in his heart.

(End of this chapter)