You think I have pure spiritual roots, why are you crying when I am invincible?

Yan Qinghui used Shuiyun Sword Technique to shrink and wrap around her.

All three of them were about to be enveloped in the sword net.

Suddenly a sound of Buddha's voice came into my ears.

"Shura...covering the moon..."

"King Kong...conquers demons..."

"All living beings in the world... all evil... will be destroyed soon!"

Bursts of Buddhist sounds seemed to come from heaven, coming from all directions.

Not only Yan Qinghui, but also everyone onlookers could clearly hear this majestic and low-pitched Buddhist chant.

Everyone felt a strange feeling in their hearts, and an unspeakable fear stirred in their hearts.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd of onlookers shouted: "Ah! This is the magical power of Panlong Temple, the hell Shura!"

"Hell Asura? What is that?" Someone asked immediately.

Before the previous person could answer, another person shouted: "Look, what happened to Master Baohui?"

Everyone immediately looked towards Master Baohui.

Master Baohui clasped his hands together, closed his kind eyes tightly, and his originally rosy face turned extremely pale at this moment.

Big beads of sweat kept flowing down his cheeks.

Master Baohui kept twirling the beads in his hand and chanting something.

Everyone only heard bursts of "Om...Mah...Mi...Hum..." the Buddha's sound, but they couldn't understand what it meant.

Just when everyone was surprised and wondering what Master Baohui was going to do, Master Baohui suddenly showed a ferocious look on his face.

His body slowly grew taller at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his skin gradually turned darker.

There were constant crackling sounds of the joints.

In the blink of an eye, Master Baohui has grown into a giant more than five meters tall.

The cassock on his body was torn into rags due to the sudden growth of his body.

The light yellow swastika mantra covered Elder Baohui's body like a seal.

At this time, Elder Baohui still looks like the eminent monk he was before.

It would be no exaggeration to say that he is an evil spirit from hell.

"Ahhhhh!!!" Elder Baohui suddenly looked up to the sky and roared.

A terrifying murderous aura shook all directions.

Yan Qinghui was the first to bear the brunt.

The black veil trembled slightly, seemingly intimidated by Elder Baohui's magical power.

Shuiyun's sword technique stagnated due to this.

Elder Baohui picked up the tall string of Buddhist beads on the ground and threw them at Yan Qinghui's head.

The onlookers couldn't help shouting: "Xiu... Shura! It's the magical power of Panlong Temple, the hell Shura!"

Although some of the people were unaware of this magical power, feeling the murderous intent rushing towards them already made them fearful.

"As expected, none of the seven major sects is a fuel-efficient lamp. Fairy Shuiyun is in trouble now!"

Yan Qinghui looked at the charging Shura giant with even more murderous intent in his eyes.

She does not retreat but advances.

The sword net intertwined with Shuiyun's sword skills rolled up layer by layer towards the Shura giant.

The sword energy and the Buddhist beads collided together.

The sound of "boom, boom, boom" is endless.

"Ah!!!" Giant Shura shouted loudly.

The originally airtight sword net was torn open by Shura's huge power.

The Shura giants ran rampant with Buddhist beads in hand. Wherever they went, the sword nets woven by Yan Qinghui were all torn apart and turned into nothing.

The onlookers all marveled at the tyrannical power of Panlong Temple’s ‘Hell Shura’ true sect!

Seeing that Shuiyun's swordsmanship was unable to suppress the Shura giant.

Yan Qinghui decisively withdrew.

Then her whole body floated up, and her sword power suddenly changed.

From the dense and long Shuiyun sword technique before, it turned into the fierce and domineering Canglan sword technique.

The long sword shone with a dark blue light and the Shura giants in the hands of the Shura giants immediately fought together.

There was a loud "dang" sound.

Yan Qinghui held a sword in one hand and held the huge string of Buddhist beads firmly against it.

The slender sword and the thick Buddha beads are at loggerheads, and no one can do anything about it!

"what!"

The Shura giant's eyes were scarlet and he roared sternly.

The swastika mantra engraved on his body shines brightly.

The demon-like face became even more ferocious!

The crimson beads made a buzzing sound.

Everyone was amazed that Yan Qinghui used her own shortcomings to attack the enemy's strong points, and went head-to-head with the Shura giant. I was afraid that she would not end well.

Unexpectedly, everyone was dumbfounded the next second.

There was an explosion of "boom", and the ground that Elder Baohui stepped on suddenly exploded.

Two thick thighs sank directly into the ground.

The ground with Elder Baohui as the center cracked rapidly, extending hundreds of meters outward.

The onlookers couldn't help but gasp.

Unexpectedly, Elder Baohui transformed into a hellishura and was no match for Yan Qinghui.

Yan Qinghui suppressed Elder Baohui in an understatement!

The corners of Di Yuanchang's mouth twitched slightly.

After he saw Elder Baohui transforming into a hellish Shura, he thought he didn't have to do anything.

I didn't expect Yan Qinghui to be so difficult to deal with.

At the moment, she is only in the Nascent Soul realm. If she really cultivates to the point of becoming a god, that would be great!

She must be eliminated here today!

Di Yuanchang's eyes seemed to be filled with two cold rays of light, staring at Yan Qinghui.

Seeing that the Shura giant was about to be crushed to the ground by Yan Qinghui, Di Yuanchang suddenly pressed the magic formula with his hand, and two fire dragons flew out of his sleeves.

When these two fire dragons flew out of Di Yuanchang's sleeves, they were only half a meter long and about the thickness of chopsticks.

But when Yan Qinghui approached, it had grown to dozens of meters long and thicker than a human.

The fire dragon roared and bit at Yan Qinghui.

Yan Qinghui noticed Di Yuanchang's sneak attack with just a glance from the corner of her eye.

At the same time as the flame dragon flew over.

Yan Qinghui's thoughts moved, and two giant light blue nets that seemed to have substance immediately appeared around them.

At the moment when the two fire dragons collided ferociously, two giant nets directly covered the fire dragons! shrink!

"Zizzizi!" Water vapor continued to emerge from the fire dragon's body.

The two fire dragons couldn't help rolling and struggling, and the heat waves raised the surrounding temperature by more than dozens of degrees!

But no matter how the two fire dragons struggled, the giant net cast by Yan Qinghui trapped them as tightly as gangrene attached to the bones.

Di Yuanchang's sneak attack failed, and he said to Jin Yuan, the elder of Jinhu Mountain beside him: "Elder Jin, what are you waiting for? Let's deal with her together! If this continues, the three of us will be embarrassed to see others!"

Only then did Jin Yuan, the elder of Jinhu Mountain, react from the shock.

Although he was in the middle of the battlefield, he couldn't help but be attracted by this wonderful battle.

Since Yan Qinghui was able to suppress Elder Baohui who transformed into Shura, he could also resist Elder Di's sneak attack.

This method is truly unmatched by ordinary Yuanying realm monks.

When Di Yuanchang shouted this, Jin Yuan immediately came back to his senses and knew that now was not the time to watch the excitement.

He nodded slowly and said: "Come together and capture her! No matter how powerful she is, she can't stop the three of us from joining forces!"

After speaking, Elder Jin Yuan of Jinhu Mountain stopped hiding his secrets.

Shaking the long sword in his palm and rushing forward, he saw golden light flashing all over his body, and vaguely, the shadow of a ferocious and colorful giant tiger loomed behind Jin Yuan.

Di Yuanchang shouted at the same time: "Burn the city with fire!"

The two of them rushed towards Yan Qinghui from left to right.

Yan Qinghui saw the two men coming to attack with terrifying momentum.

At this time, he had to give up suppressing the Shura giant and used Shuiyun sword technique again to resist the attacks of Di Yuanchang and Jin Yuan.

The sound of "dang, dang, dang" of gold and iron can be heard endlessly.

Yan Qinghui was fighting with Di Yuanchang and Jin Yuan.

Di Yuanchang and Jin Yuan entangled Yan Qinghui.

The Shura giant also took the opportunity to climb out of the hole in the ground.

After coming out, he immediately shook the Buddha beads in his hand and attacked Yan Qinghui.

Di Yuanchang, Elder Baohui, and Jin Yuan all used their special skills.

Yan Qinghui's pressure suddenly increased.

Every time she used her full strength to deal with one person, the other three would attack from the side. As a last resort, she could only defend herself to save herself.

After a few rounds, Yan Qinghui gradually became more defensive and less offensive.

Under the pressure of the three people, Shuiyun's swordsmanship had more and more flaws.

Several times, Yan Qinghui was almost hit by the weapons in the hands of the three people.

Knowing that this was not the way to go, Yan Qinghui suddenly shouted: "Give it to me!"

Zhenhai Prison's magical power was forced out.

Powerful water spiritual power was continuously released from Yan Qinghui's body.

The surrounding space suddenly seemed to be still.

The movements of the Shura giant, Di Yuanchang, and Jin Yuan suddenly became slow.

Take advantage of this momentary gap.

Yan Qinghui immediately turned from defense to offense and stabbed Di Yuanchang in the chest.