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The Yitian Sword is really extraordinary!

Wu Xiaoya narrowed her eyes, but she didn't react in the slightest. Her left leg was raised high to accumulate energy, and when Jian Guang came over, she turned her leg into a knife and slashed down fiercely.

She actually smashed Jian Guang into pieces with her physical strength!

Zhou Zhiruo was already approaching Hierarch Baixi while shaking, and the long sword cut horizontally and vertically again.

Wu Xiaoya smiled slightly, and without dodging or dodging, she knocked the Yitian Sword crookedly with one punch, and the long sword brushed her scalp and passed.

Then he slapped the body of Yitian sword, causing the second sword to also deviate from the direction.

Zhou Zhiruo's last thrust was kicked away by her simple kick...

Worth!

Shake the magic weapon with bare hands? !

This guy is not human, let's go together!

All the peerless masters here in Lingnan, except Hua Manlou, all rushed forward, as the saying goes, an expert will know if there is one as soon as he makes a move.

This is not Jiang Yichen's kind of trash, Zhou Zhiruo is pure peerless holding Yitian Sword!

How perverted this servant's body is, even the sweeping monk was taken aback. Her physical strength is even inferior to Shaolin's Vajra Immortal Kung Fu...

The onlookers retreated again and again at this time, and every move in the current battle is devastating.

Among them, Tang Hao and Zhang Wuji fought the most fiercely.

Needless to say, the effect of the half-step Royal Dao-level Nine Suns Divine Art, Zhang Wuji's blood is so surging that he can't suppress it at all, and the "little sun" emanating from his side is the scene of the power of blood breaking out of his body.

Backed by such a majestic blood, Zhang Wuji is the only ruthless character who dares to confront Master Baixi head-on.

Tang Hao, on the other hand, relied on his domineering spear body protection to face head-to-head with Master Baixi, and the leader of the spear is not just talking.

Moreover, the leader seems to have scruples in his heart, and he doesn't want to push Tang Hao too hard...

Although Shaolin Sandu is tyrannical, it can only be harassing at this time. The enemy advances and retreats, and the enemy retreats and fights, which has won the essence of guerrilla warfare.

But Wu Xiaoya felt that the most threatening to her body was the beautiful woman holding the Yitian Sword.

It's okay for this thing to resist for a while, but who can stand up to the constant scrambling of the magic weapon...

And she didn't expect these people to cooperate so well that they could be entangled with her for so long.

Sure enough, the "native-born" masters are indeed much better than those wastes she cultivated!

Thinking of this, she also took a look at the three Mo Wuyan who were standing motionless.

Just know the three trash things that go to the theater!

The three of them tightened their hearts, thinking to themselves that this is the end of the calf, no matter what the final result of today is, the three of them will definitely not get any good fruit.

But other people don't think so in their hearts, the girl in front of them can actually fight against seven!

And there is no pressure at all, from her understatement of every move, it can be felt that there is obviously room for it.

It seemed that she felt that she had figured out the tricks of the seven people, it was no longer fun, and Wu Xiaoya didn't want to waste time.

With a move that is open to all rivers, Shaolin Sandu was sent flying, and then Zhang Wuji's Nine Suns Fist was forced with his right hand, and the gun intent in Tang Hao's hand was bounced away with his left hand, and finally his figure flickered, dodging Zhou Zhiruo's fatal sword .

It's not over yet, everyone saw that Hierarch Baixi was divided into seven in an instant, and his power and speed increased instead of decreased!

The sudden change suddenly disrupted everyone's rhythm.

One of the punches hit Zhang Wuji's abdomen until he vomited blood. A slap on Zhou Zhiruo's waist made the latter back up and vomit blood again and again, and a slap of his leg almost wiped out Tang Hao's will to shoot.

Seeing this situation, Shaolin Sandu stopped thinking about going up to attack (sneak attack).

With a tacit understanding, all of them stopped, stood still and recited a Buddha's mantra:

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Overcoming difficulties: "Amitabha, we monks have always been compassionate, but we are more or less too rude."

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Du Jie: "My Buddha has something to say: good and evil will be rewarded, karma is only reincarnated, and we mortals should not interfere."

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Due: "Buddha said: Today's result is yesterday's cause, today's cause is tomorrow's result, everything itself has its own destiny, and nothing can be forced."

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Everyone else looked at the three eminent Shaolin monks, and their painting style suddenly became strange.

Are you so merciful now? ? ?

Didn't they just say they were going to punch out their relics? Didn't it mean that the Buddha had to peel off his skin when he came?

Even the floor-sweeping monk felt a little embarrassed at this moment. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have let these three people come out to embarrass me. I should change a few...

"clap clap"

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Three crisp sounds sounded on the faces of the three monks one by one. Obviously, the Hierarch Baixi would not stop beating them just because they forced him to say a few words:

"The Buddha said: If you are wrong, you must admit it, and if you are beaten, you must stand upright. If I slap you today, it means that you owe me a slap yesterday, and it also means that you will be slapped tomorrow!"

Sandu:? ? ?

What kind of rogue logic are you?

If you talk nonsense, you should speak it decently! We have used our brains when we made up nonsense, you are here purely to make me open my mouth!

Wu Xiaoya: "I examine myself three times a day!"

Jiang Yichen: "I examine myself three times a day!"

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Why can this person be in sync with the words spoken by the Lord Baixi?

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The players around seemed to have seen a ghost, except Zhang Xiaopang and Mu Xiaorou who were acquainted, the others all backed away from Jiang Yichen's side.

Zhang Wuji and the others stood together again, looking at Master Baixi with extreme vigilance...

With just one move, it looked like they had spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, but in fact, the momentum and fighting spirit of the three of them were all broken by one blow!

To put it simply, the three of them don't want to continue fighting with Hierarch Baixi now, and they can only play about eight percent of their 100% combat effectiveness.

20% off!

It's too scary to fight against a master. What is the situation?

"Ham, after looking around, I can see that Xiao Zhiruo's swordsmanship is not bad, take the sword!"

Afterwards, Hua Manlou threw the black cloth strip around his waist to Zhou Zhiruo, and the latter took it apart without any fuss.

As soon as it was opened, a burst of royal aura shot up into the sky, surrounded by shadows of dragons, and there seemed to be bursts of dragon chant...

Ok?

Wu Xiaoya was finally willing to take a serious look at the people in front of her, no wonder Ah Mo died at the hands of Hua Manlou.

Wang Teng was actually willing to lend the Human Emperor Sword to Hua Manlou, and Hua Manlou's body should have been hollowed out after using it once.

The others also came to their senses, no wonder Hua Manlou had been watching the show just now and couldn't make a move.

Presumably, he had used the Human Emperor Sword just now, and his body was already unbearable, so he must have no fighting power now.

After borrowing the sword, Hua Manlou thought of something again, and said to Master Baixi:

"The emperor said that we don't have to be like this. Everything hasn't started yet, so who can say for sure? You are very strong, and it's still too late."

Of course Wu Xiaoya knew what Wang Teng meant, but she had already made up her mind, the same sentence, different ways don't conspire!

"clang clang"

Two crisp voices attracted everyone's attention.

"Ahem~"

Zhou Zhiruo coughed twice with a reddish face, she couldn't hold back her curiosity just now, and touched the Yitian Sword and Renhuang Sword together.

There is no other meaning, I just want to hear the sound of the collision between the two, whether it sounds good...