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The last time he was in Xuanqing Mountain, beside him was a thousand-year-old black boa, and he held the Suppressing Evil Sword in his hand.

Now not only is there no Suppressing Evil Sword, but there is still Feng Lingyue's remnant Qi in his body.

"call......."

An Jing took a deep breath.

The three figures confronted each other, and the aura that spread out seemed to freeze even the air at this moment.

boom!

The frozen atmosphere was shattered in the next instant, and the Five Poison Lord took the lead, directly locking on An Jing, his inner strength was surging, and he enveloped An Jing overwhelmingly.

Ling Yuanjing, on the other hand, was waiting for An Jing's opportunity to be neutral.

An Jing jumped and fought fiercely with the five poisonous lords.

Above the midair, the internal force shock wave raged wildly.

An Jing's boxing skills are average, not proficient, but fortunately, he also has a set of Tianwu-level fingering skills and Tianwu-level body training fingering skills.

Shrouded by the aftermath of the fierce battle between the two figures on the Five Poison Mountain, the fluctuation of the energy flowed away like water waves.

call out!

In midair, a figure of black light quickly streaked across the sky.

After repelling the five poisonous princes who rushed forward first with one finger, An Jing jumped straight away and killed Ling Yuanjing.

Ling Yuanjing felt the domineering finger strength and the majestic internal force, and he was also shocked, and then retreated back again and again.

Seeing Ling Yuanjing retreating, An Jing stepped faster, and his body disappeared in place in an instant.

Nine Heavens Fuyao Movement!

"So fast!"

Ling Yuanjing raised his brows, and then his internal energy surged and gathered on his arm.

A cold murderous intent appeared in his eyes, and he pressed down on An Jing fiercely.

Thousand Mountain Palm Technique!Dinghai style!

With the cover of Ling Yuanjing's palm, a black mountain seemed to appear above, and An Jing under that mountain seemed to have nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide.

wow.

This sudden scene directly caused an uproar among many masters in the world, and then, there was an uncontrollable exclamation: "It turned out to be Qianshan Palm Technique! This is Ling Yuanjing's unique skill."

Qiu Heng secretly said: "Ling Yuanjing has cultivated the palm technique of this real martial arts level to the ninth level, and it is a bottom-of-the-box martial art. Can he use it as soon as he comes up?"

The other masters were also shocked. They didn't expect Ling Yuanjing to display his unique skills as soon as he came up. It seemed that he didn't intend to give the ghost swordsman a chance to breathe.

With a palm strike, there were ripples and tremors in the air, and then a mountain-like palm print emerged from the ripples.

An Jing's eyes turned cold, and then the internal force in his body circulated, and the golden light surged behind him. This is exactly the body training martial arts of the Tianwu level, Fanxin sees me.

Nine Suns Finger!Designate Qiankun!

As soon as you point it, it's like an aurora piercing the day.

It is clear in boxing and kick kung fu, punches break fingers, fingers break palms, palms break fists.

The moment the surging finger strength touched the palm print, Aurora directly broke through Qianshan's palm technique, and headed towards Ling Yuanjing mightily.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Ling Yuanjing's inner strength was shaken, and it turned into a protective mask, blocking all that strength.

"What a powerful ghost swordsman, is it possible that his martial arts are all at the level of Tianwu?"

Seeing this, Ling Yuanjing was shocked.

Martial arts at the Tianwu level are not only precious, but also the more inscrutable the martial arts, the more time it takes to practice and study.

Jinshan is in front of you, and not everyone can get it.

At this time, Lord Five Poisons took advantage of the gap and flew over again.

boom!

An Jing and the Five Poisoned Lord had a hard time, their inner strength was like waves rolling, An Jing shot out backwards, and immediately steadied himself, but this time, although he did not gain the upper hand.

Firstly, Fang and Ling Yuanjing fought, and his breath was unstable, and secondly, Feng Lingyue's Qi mechanism in his body was very uncomfortable.

Five Poisons Infuriating!

The frenzied five-poison zhenqi wreaked havoc in his body, stirring up his dantian with a little strangeness.

"You can't escape today!"

An Jing narrowed his eyes and tilted his head slightly, and saw Ling Yuanjing appearing not far behind him, blocking all his escape routes.

At this moment, Feng Lingyue is on the top of the mountain range, fighting fiercely with the black flood dragon, the ground shakes, the mountains shake, and the rocks roll down, which is several points more fierce than the fierce fighting here in Anjing.

The Black Flood Dragon had just transformed into form, so its strength could not be fully utilized, and Feng Lingyue was also a very powerful master, so it was extremely difficult to defeat the cunning Feng Lingyue for a while.

"These five poisonous true qi are really difficult to deal with."

An Jing firmly suppressed the true qi of the five poisons in his body, but with his strength, how could he suppress the grandmaster's qi.

His complexion became paler and paler, even a little distorted.

Seeing this scene in the distance, many masters of the rivers and lakes shook their heads secretly. It seems that today's battle situation has come to an end. This ghost swordsman who roams the rivers and lakes is afraid that he will be executed today.

However, being able to fight fiercely with two half-step masters with a seriously injured body is enough to show how terrifying this ghost swordsman is.

There was a trace of pity in the handsome eyes of Mr. Five Poisons. If such an arrogant person falls into the hands of Zhenyi Sect, there may only be one end.

But if you want to blame, blame him for insisting on being brave, insisting on coming to the Five Poisons Sect to die.

Thinking of this, the Five Poison Lord's figure flickered.

Gecko Swimming Wall Skill!

An Jing said inwardly that something was wrong, he didn't expect the Five Poison Lord to be so fast, and he came in front of him in an instant.

The palm print came and slapped directly on his Tianling Gai.

"boom!"

An Jing had no choice but to greet him with a palm, and when his palms collided, a sudden burst of force spread from his arms, shaking his internal organs with pain.

"poisonous......"

An Jing quickly looked at his palm, and a dark green brilliance entered his body silently.

The Five Poison Art contains centipedes, poisonous snakes, scorpions, geckos, and toads, each of which is a type of poison, and the Five Poison Art combines them into one to form a strange poison.

"good chance!"

A light flashed in Ling Yuanjing's eyes, and he charged towards An Jing.

"boom!"

With a punch, it directly hit An Jing's wound, which had been pierced by Feng Lingyue long ago, only a muffled sound was heard, and blood spurted out from his back.

"Wow!"

An Jing sprayed out a mouthful of black blood, Fanxin saw that I was instantly broken, and my body was crumbling like a leaf falling in the wind.

"Ghost Swordsman, I'm afraid it won't work."

"It's a pity, the world is about to lose another great swordsman master."

"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it, this ghost swordsman is really just a flash in the pan."

..........

There were voices of discussion around, and everyone was full of sighs and pity.

Apparently everyone thought that Ghost Swordsman had no way out today, including Pingyang Hou Qiuheng.

Ling Yuanjing looked cold and looked at An Jing quietly.

"Uncle Zhang, today your vengeance will finally be avenged." Dai Ling also looked at the ghost swordsman with a complicated expression.

During this period of time, he was almost his own nightmare, and now this nightmare is finally going to dissipate.

The ghost swordsman was about to die, and the only regret was not killing him with his own hands.

"Pity."

Qiu Lun looked at the Hei Jiao in the distance, and said to himself: "It would be great if I got the method to control the Hei Jiao from the hands of the ghost swordsman. I will see if I can find a way to touch the corpse later, maybe I can find some ways to control the Hei Jiao. the way."

Thinking that he could control the black flood dragon in the future, Qiu Lun's heart was beating wildly.

Dai Danshu took a deep breath and said: "Okay, let's capture him, Master Feng is still fighting the black dragon."

The battle between Feng Lingyue and the black flood dragon was in full swing, and it seemed that they might not have the upper hand.

"it is good."

Ling Yuanjing nodded slightly, and then walked towards the crumbling An Jing, "At that time, you only need to hand over Da Luo's mind, and I will give you a happy experience from the Zhenyi Church."

An Jing panted heavily, watching Ling Yuanjing walking slowly, the internal force in his body was also somewhat disordered.

The black dragon is a foreign object, and can give up Feng Lingyue at any time and rush forward.

Just when he was about to control the black dragon to attack Ling Yuanjing, he suddenly frowned.

A glass-like golden light emerged from An Jing's body.

"The Great Sun Tathagata Mantra!?"

At this moment, An Jing's mind became a little dazed, but at the next moment, there seemed to be a stream of essence gushing out of his body, which made him become a little sober in an instant.

The poison of the Five Poisons Lord and the aura of Feng Lingyue were instantly absorbed by the golden light.

"Um!?"

The golden light suddenly refracted from An Jing's back, as if it was more dazzling than the sun hanging in the sky at this moment.

"No, hurry up!"

Wudu Langjun and Ling Yuanjing looked at each other, and rushed towards An Jing again.

"Buzz!" "Buzz!"

A Zen sound surged, resounding through the world.

I saw a big golden Buddha suddenly appearing behind An Jing. He pointed to the sky with one hand and touched the ground with the other, showing boundless Zen in his majesty.

An Jing walked nine steps in a circle, then also pointed to the sky with one hand and touched the ground with the other, with a solemn treasure, and then clasped his hands together.

At this time, I saw the golden Buddha behind him slapped it away.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

When the palm of the golden Buddha was slapped, it was like a mountain falling, the air was squeezed and overflowed, and there were bursts of cracking sounds.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Wudu Langjun and Ling Yuanjing, the two half-step masters, were all knocked back by the palm, and their bodies fell heavily to the ground like a paper kite with a broken thread.

Whoa!

There was an uproar between heaven and earth, everyone was dumbfounded, and Dai Ling was struck by lightning.

Looking at the ethereal Zen sound, the golden Buddha who is the only one who respects me.

Under the golden Buddha, An Jing clasped his hands together, and his body was a little more majestic, very magnificent.

"This... is this the Buddha's law?"

"Could it be that the ghost swordsman is a Buddhist?"

.........

Inexplicably, a strange idea appeared in everyone's minds.

The ghost swordsman has always been mysterious, and no one knows his real appearance and age. Now, under such a critical situation, he has displayed the supernatural powers and martial arts of Buddhism.

How can everyone not doubt in their hearts?

But Wudu Langjun and Ling Yuanjing stood up tremblingly.

An Jing didn't look at the two of them, but looked at the Hei Jiao who was fighting Feng Lingyue in the distance, and was about to step away on the Hei Jiao.