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Hum hum hum, since we know how powerful we are at gathering and dispersing quicksand, then surrender quickly!

Bai Fenghuang smiled coldly, the sword in his hand flashed a icy cold light. I don't know how many masters have died under his sword, and they have become ghosts.

The Blue Wolf King and the Wushuang Ghost were about to speak when the two flying swords with dazzling Buddha light galloped towards them with a clanging sound and slammed into the four of them.

Seeing this hand, Wei Zhuang subconsciously cast his surprised eyes on the alien behind Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui. As a descendant of the Ghost Valley and a swordsman, he could clearly feel the alien's presence. Sword Intent has reached the realm of controlling all things!

Clang!

Yuan Hongjian shot, and the flying sword flew out.

Clang clang clang!

The Buddha's light was dazzling, and the sword's light caught people's attention. Bai Fenghuang barely used his long sword to flick the flying sword, but the Canglangwang and Wushuanggui did not have such good luck. , fell to the ground and died.

Until they died, the two of them still kept surprised, unwilling, and shocked expressions on their faces, as if they had encountered something incredible.

The battle started in an instant and ended in an instant.

The Quicksand Assassin Group, which was originally going to assassinate Ye Qing and others, even lost two generals before they could make a move.

Ye Qing didn't make a move, but when he made a move, it was so terrifying!

The entire battlefield was quiet for a few seconds, and Wei Zhuang, the descendant of Ghost Valley and the founder of the Quicksand Organization, began to re-examine the alien named Long Tian: So strong... If I'm not wrong, you The one who just used it should be the highest realm of Shushan's swordsmanship, Wanjian returns to the ancestor, right?!

It was only now that Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui recovered from their shock.

Who would have thought that, facing the sneak attack of the Quicksand Assassin Group, this Long Yiren not only did not fear, but instead made a thunderous shot at the first time, directly losing the other two generals?

You must know that the members of this quicksand assassin group are extremely powerful, especially after being lurking. A move may expose flaws.

This dragon is good...

No, it's not ten thousand swords returning to the sect, but the Buddha controlling all sects!

Ye Qing explained lightly. When it came to the back, a strong Buddha light swept up from his whole body. At the same time, a seven-color rainbow appeared behind his head, setting off the entire dim sky.

This Buddha controlling all sects is the ultimate technique that Ye Qing invented and created according to the two Buddhist ways and kendo ways of Wanfo Chaozong and Wanjian Guizong.

To control ten thousand swords with the power of the Buddha, and control all things with the power of the Buddha, has both the holiness and vastness of the power of the Buddha, and the domineering and sharpness of the power of the sword!

Buddha controls all sects?

Wei Zhuang pondered, fighting against the masters, which also improved his swordsmanship, especially the top-level swordsmen, No wonder Qin Shihuang often mentions you! You have some skills, but... I have the second Daqin. The swordsman is here...

Before Wei Zhuang could finish speaking, he suddenly saw a bright Buddha light illuminating Wei Zhuang, Ye Qing appeared in front of Wei Zhuang without warning, and the Xuanyuan Divine Sword had already been struck.

So fast!

Wei Zhuang sighed in admiration, how could he have expected this kid to suddenly take action? Under the secret shock in his heart, he suddenly suffered a big loss. When he wanted to block in a hurry, Xuanyuanjian had already changed from slashing to sweeping.

Clang!

Wei Zhuang was blown away by the powerful force, the Yuanhong Sword in his hand was like a kite with a broken string, but Ye Qing did not keep his hand, the strong spiritual energy gathered in his palm, and then slapped it out!

He has been in Taoism for 10,000 years now. With the blessing of the magic weapon, he can exert the strength of Taoxing for 20,000 years. No matter how strong Wei Zhuang is, he will be stretched against his thunderous attacks.

Buddha's Palm!

This palm is not another palm, but the Tathagata's palm.

At first, the palm was only half the size of an arm, but then the palm swelled in the wind, and it became bigger in the wind. After a while, it was like a mountain, and Xiang Weizhuang was severely suppressed.

At this moment, Wei Zhuang only felt that he was short of breath, and a mountain of Tai was pressing down on his shoulders, and the difficult force sank like a mountain. With two clicks, Wei Zhuang's feet fell directly into the mud, just like that, he used his palms to resist. The suppression of the palm of the Tathagata.

From his angle, he could even see the golden palm lines of the god's palm, which looked like flames.

Bai Fenghuang on the side saw this scene, his face changed slightly, and he was about to run away. The face of Fang Xuanling, the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, changed slightly, and a pen in the void wrote the word stop, and that stop word, in an instant It turned into a hot golden hill and pressed against the white phoenix, pinning him to the ground.

Du Ruhui didn't hold back either. Taking advantage of Weizhuang's difficulty in resisting, the official seal in his hand flickered, and a hundred thousand murderous elite soldiers appeared in an instant to surround and kill Weizhuang!

At this time, Wei Zhuang was full of regrets.

He has heard about Longtian from Li Si more than once. He has always felt that the little Yiren, who has not been in this world for a long time, can't turn the tide. Who would have thought that his Quicksand Assassin group would be killed before he started. Two flying swords pierced through his chest.

Originally, with his strength, it was more than enough to deal with the three, but with Long Tian present, the advantage turned into a disadvantage.

He hates, he hates so much!

town!

Just when Wei Zhuang's heart was ashes, Ye Qing activated his spiritual power again, only to see the giant palm that turned into a slaughter. The mind that was almost lost in the first place, at this moment, is even more lost, and even the soul has to escape.

puff!

Wei Zhuang spat out a mouthful of blood, and could only watch helplessly as the giant mountain turned into a giant palm pressed down.

Boom!

He is like a monkey grandson, don't stay at the foot of the mountain!