Chapter 1397

Quiet, the whole wusheng tower wasteland is quiet, and the needle drop can be heard.

Even Wu Sheng and Shao Yu, who fought not far away, stopped fighting and stared at the scene.

Lengquan, at this moment, was killed by a strange monk. It's really incredible.

"How dare you... Kill Lengquan? I'll kill you."

In a moment of silence, the martial Saint roared up to the sky, and the law of martial arts surged out. Behind him, the void condensed into a huge virtual shadow of martial artists.

The martial artist has a virtual shadow, blurred facial features and a strong figure. His every move has terrible great power, which is extremely frightening.

Shao Yu's face changed slightly. As soon as he clenched his teeth, he also sacrificed the fire system law, formed a huge fire dragon, surged out and swept away towards the virtual shadow of the warrior.

"Go away!"

Wu Sheng gave a cold drink and jumped up. He stood on the shoulder of Wu zhe Xu Ying. His mind moved. The huge fist of Wu zhe Xu Ying roared and hit the fire dragon.

Boom!

The power of Wu zhe Xu Ying was terrible. With this fist, the fire dragon roared and collapsed inch by inch.

Pooh!

At the same time, Shao Yu vomited blood, fell directly from the air and hit the ground.

Wu Sheng ignored Shao Yu at all. His eyes were red and congested, staring at the Buddhist text. The virtual shadow of the warrior at his feet came step by step, shaking the earth and roaring with each step.

In an instant, he swept in front of the Buddha, rolled his right hand from the sky, roared like a mountain, and bombarded the Buddha.

"Amitabha, Ten Thousand Buddhas, Chaozong!"

The Buddha stood quietly in place, his hands folded, his eyes were full of Buddha light, and for a long time, behind him, there were many empty shadows of ancient Buddha, dense and endless.

Countless ancient Buddha's virtual shadows, Buddha's eyes opened and closed, and emitted ten thousand feet of Buddha light. This Buddha light formed a huge bowl like golden bowl, which shrouded the Buddhist texts and LV Hantian, forming a golden defense.

Boom!

The giant hand of the warrior's virtual shadow fell from the sky and fell on the bowl of gold bowl. Then there was a very harsh sound of explosion, and then the whole earth roared like an earthquake.

However, the bowl shaped golden bowl was like a solid stone. It was as motionless as a mountain. On the contrary, it was the right hand of the martial artist's virtual shadow, which was directly bounced away.

"Amitabha Sutra? Are you the descendant of master Xuanxin of Dalaiyin temple?"

Wu Sheng stared at the young monk with his hands folded.

The young monk has a slender figure and is dressed in white monk clothes. He holds two strings of Buddha beads in his left hand and a sabre in his right hand. His whole body reveals his earthy and elegant temperament.

Moreover, the breath of the young monk was as vast as the ocean and very deep, reaching the level of the ninth Buddha.

The Buddha's strength is much stronger than those of the same rank. The nine fold Buddha is comparable to the invincible emperor. Of course, if the Buddha understands the power of law, I'm afraid his strength will be even more terrible.

Obviously, the young monk in front of him is a Buddha who understands the power of the law, otherwise he can't stop the martial saint's full blow.

The Buddha's words are transformed by the Buddha's eyes in the eyes of the Buddha and the devil. It's not surprising that they have an unparalleled understanding of Buddhism and Taoism. In addition, they have been cultivated by master Xuanxin. In a few years, they have reached the nine fold Buddha.

Buddha slightly raised his head, opened a pair of golden pupils and stared at Wu Sheng's way: "saving one life is better than building a level 7 floating tu. can Wu Sheng almsgiver let these people go?"

As soon as he said this, the scene was silent. Many disciples of wusheng pagoda on the wasteland stared at the young monks in front of them strangely.

This is in contrast to Shang Fang's words of saving people's lives when he cut Lengquan off with a sabre and pocketed Lengquan's Yuanying without blushing.

There is no doubt that the young monk in front of us is definitely a wonderful flower.

Wu Sheng's face became blue and purple, and finally turned red. The Buddhist words deeply stimulated his mind and made him kill.

"Are you mocking me? Kill my own disciple. Now let me save someone's life. You treat me as a fool."

"Even if you are the descendant of master Xuanxin, I will kill you today."

Wu Sheng's killing intention is surging, and the whole person integrates into the Wu's virtual shadow. After a while, the Wu's virtual shadow becomes more and more solid, and the muscles swell. It was originally a virtual shadow, but now it seems to be a little substantive.

The virtual shadow of the warrior is becoming more and more substantive, and its surface breath is terrible to the extreme, as powerful and profound as a ten thousand foot high mountain.

"Kill!"

Wu Sheng punched out and hit the surface of the bowl like golden bowl heavily, and again came a dull sound of impact.

The bowl shaped golden bowl, which was as motionless as a mountain, was shaky under the bombardment of Wu Sheng, but it was barely supported.

Not far away, Zhuo Wen frowned slightly. The strength of Wu Sheng was beyond his expectation. I'm afraid his strength is still above Xuanzhong.

No wonder Shao Yu had praised this martial saint's talent before. The law of martial arts he understood should be a very not simple law.

"Zhuo Wen, where are you looking? Die!"

A cold voice came, and then Xuanzhong came like a vigorous cheetah, fast as lightning, and reached Zhuo Wen in front of him.

The giant bird formed by the mysterious law followed.

Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed, and the power of the void filled the air. He attached himself to the purple thunder wings. After a while, his speed reached the extreme and directly escaped into the void.

The next moment is hundreds of meters away.

"Hey! I can only use that thing. I have to make a quick decision."

Zhuo Wen sighed lightly, lifted his hands and took a moment to plunder terrible ice and fire energy from his body. One is dark cold poison, and the other is Jiuyan industry fire. Both of them are heaven level energy, power and terror.

Then, Zhuo Wen combined the two kinds of energy, only listening to the crackling sound. The dark cold poison and Jiuyan industry fire were combined to form a palm sized palace.

On the surface of the palace, nine colors are changing alternately. Among the nine colors, there is a wisp of black awn flashing repeatedly.

"Hmm? What is this?"

Xuanzhong's eyes narrowed and stared at the palace in the palm of Zhuo Wen's right hand, but a trace of fear rose in his heart.

In the ice and fire palace, he could feel the breath of the ice and fire bipolar hall in the inner courtyard.

"Ice fire palace!"

Zhuo Wen ignored Xuanzhong's question. He pinched his right hand and then threw it violently. After a while, the ice and fire palace in the palm of his hand cut through the void and fell in front of Xuanzhong.

Xuanzhong didn't dare to neglect. With a move of his right hand, he commanded the giant bird behind him and bombarded the ice fire palace head-on.

"Big!"

Zhuo Wen faintly spit out the word, and then the ice fire palace is extremely swollen. Finally, it expands from the size of the palm to hundreds of feet, just like a new ice fire bipolar hall.

In the blink of an eye, the ice and fire palace suppressed the giant bird. The latter didn't even react, and was imprisoned in the palace by the ice and fire palace.

"What?"

Xuanzhong's eyes were shocked. He didn't expect such an accident. When he was about to retreat, Zhuo Wen's indifferent voice sounded again.

"Burst!"

Boom!

After the earth shaking explosion, Xuanzhong didn't have time to leave the ice and fire palace. The latter burst and nine terrible flames swept out, swallowing Xuanzhong's whole person in an instant.

"Ah!"

In the explosion, a scream resounded through the sky. The owner of the scream was Xuanzhong.

The explosion lasted for ten seconds, and the explosion energy gradually weakened. After the explosion energy faded, an extremely embarrassed figure appeared in the sight of everyone.

This figure is not others, it is Xuanzhong.

At the moment, Xuanzhong, with ragged clothes and almost no hair, has become bald, and his skin is as black as charcoal. It looks very frightening.

"Ah ah!"

Xuanzhong roared up to the sky. He was furious. It was a shame for him that he was so embarrassed in the hands of such a junior as Zhuo Wen.

"Zhuo Wen, you little bastard, I must kill you, and then I will cramp you, strip your bones, eat you alive, and make your life worse than death. Please let me kill you."

Xuanzhong was almost mad. His eyes became a little red. He looked around and searched for Zhuo Wen's figure.

"Old dog, where are you looking? Your grandpa is on your head."

A joking voice sounded, and then Xuanzhong suddenly looked up. Then he found that Zhuo Wen was suspended in the sky, holding a palm sized ice and fire palace in the palm of his right hand.

Whoosh!

Maybe it was Xuanzhong's attention. Zhuo Wen's smile became more and more strong. As soon as he threw his right hand, the ice and fire palace came out, and instantly turned into a huge palace hundreds of feet, suppressing Xuanzhong inside.

"Burst!"

Zhuo Wen fled into the void and disappeared over the palace. Then the ice fire palace across the void exploded again. This time, the explosion energy was even more terrible.

The explosive mass diffused out of it, which was thousands of feet wide, almost shrouded the sky where the wusheng tower was located, and the spread was dazzling light.

On the wasteland, many disciples of the wusheng pagoda all had eyelid twitches. I have to say that Xuanzhong was unlucky. He was hit twice by the same move at the same time.

Moreover, the power of these two moves is so terrible that even semi saints may fall. I'm afraid Xuanzhong is more or less dangerous.

At the same time, Zhuo Wen unhurriedly took out a piece of Yuanying from Lingjie, which was xuanchi Yuanying killed by Zhuo Wen in the inner court.

Xuanchi is the realm of Nine Emperors, and it is not the general realm of Nine Emperors. The energy contained in Yuanying is extremely huge.

Zhuo Wen took out the Fuxi tripod without hesitation, and then impolitely stuffed it into the Fuxi tripod. After a while, the Fuxi tripod began to shine.

Boom!

One giant hand stretched out from the tripod, and then the second giant hand also stretched out. Two mountain like arms stretched out together and suddenly plunged into the explosive energy, pinching an extremely embarrassed figure.

Look carefully, this figure is not others, it is the Xuanzhong.

At the moment, Xuanzhong's breath was so weak that he had experienced two active explosions of the ice and fire palace. Even if he was a semi saint who mastered the law, he had some strength.

"Old Shao, I killed the old dog. The inner courtyard shouldn't blame me?" Zhuo Wen suddenly asked Shaoyu, who was seriously injured not far away.

At the moment, Shao Yu was as stunned as a statue on the spot. The scene just now was really shocking.

Xuanzhong is at least at the same level as him. At the moment, he was defeated by his own disciple Zhuo Wen