Chapter 142 The fierce power of the monk
"Elder Fajiang..."
The monk in front of me, named Fajiang, is the head of the Diamond Academy of Tianlong Temple, and he is also a new innate powerhouse in Tianlong Temple!
In order to deal with Xu Mujun and cut off a large arm of Dayu, many rebel kings had already secretly reached a consensus and wanted to take advantage of Xu Mujun's single trip to South Vietnam to directly surround him and kill him!
As a result, Emperor Zhengyong not only lost a powerful man in the Xiantian realm, but the Dayu army also lost a powerful commander!
Under this situation, their rebel forces will be unprecedentedly powerful, far surpassing Emperor Zhengyong and Dayu.
In addition to Fa Jiang, there are two other Xiantian realm experts.
They are all innate strong men gathered by many rebels in the south!
One of them, about forty years old, was wearing a brocade robe and looked more like a wealthy man.
He was also playing with two jade palm spinning balls in his hands, which emitted faint fluorescence and looked like precious treasures.
Tuoba was disillusioned, and the Tuoba family's prominent elder was also an innate strongman dedicated to dealing with the outside world.
"Although Xu Mujun has advanced to Xiantian for more than ten years, today I join forces with several colleagues, and senior Ban Yuan is here, Xu Mujun will definitely die!"
The third person is a middle-aged old woman. She has a cold face and narrow eyes. There is a bloody sword lying across the table. She is wearing colorful clothes and is very gorgeous.
Liang Hongxia, one of the Supreme Elders of the Shushan Sword Sect.
He is also an innate strong man sent by the King of Shu to help!
The Shushan Sword Sect has always been the leader in Shuzhou's martial arts world, and for some reason they are willing to cooperate with the King of Shu.
With the addition of Shushan Sword Sect, the strength of King Shu's subordinates increased greatly.
When the troops left Hanzhong, they occupied several cities in a very short period of time.
But this time Xu Mujun went to South Vietnam alone, and countless people saw the opportunity, including the King of Shu and the Shushan Sword Sect.
She said in a hoarse voice: "General Xu Xuanwu, it was you who summoned us, and now it is still you who hesitates."
"What do you want?"
Xu Xuanwu took a deep breath and said: "Seniors and comrades, what Xuanwu wants today is not to harm my father's life, just capture him."
"He and I are like father and son. After I capture him, I can be moved by emotion and reason. Sooner or later, I will convince my father."
"Now His Majesty Dayu is ignorant and ignorant, and the whole world is rebelling against him. This is the consequence of his own fault."
"My father understands justice well, I think he will figure it out."
Several people looked at each other and then looked at Senior Madara Yuan.
Ban Yuan smiled and said: "If you want to kill Xu Mujun, I can do it. If you want to capture him alive... I don't agree!"
"This little emperor's secret power should not be underestimated. On the surface, Xu Mu's army only brought more than 300 soldiers south, but how can the man in the dark hide it from the old man?"
"Two Xiantian realm experts! What a generous act. They have been secretly protecting Xu Mujun."
"You...really want to capture Xu Mujun alive?"
Xu Xuanwu's expression changed slightly. In other words, they were facing three Xiantian realm experts now?
Tuoba was disillusioned and said quietly: "Five versus three, the victory is mine. What do you think?"
"Amitabha."
"There are still two innates, how should we deal with them?"
Xu Mujun took the lead and said: "Everyone, I can deal with one Xiantian under Emperor Zhengyong, and the other one can be dealt with by...Senior Liang Hongyu?"
Several people looked at each other and nodded.
"Now that it's decided, I'll wait..."
"Boom!"
Before he could finish his words, a bloody bolt fell from the sky and hit the center of the government office hard.
Xu Mujun, take action!
Five figures soared into the sky, narrowly escaping the attack.
"Everyone, I leave it to you!"
Xu Xuanwu shouted and quickly retreated, followed closely by Liang Hongyu.
"Xu Xuanwu!"
Xu Mujun's spirit in the distance was immediately locked on Xu Xuanwu.
After not seeing him for three years, this son who he had high hopes for had a strange aura about him.
"Father..."
Xu Xuanwu was silent for a few breaths and then said: "I'm right. Emperor Zhengyong betrayed his relatives and abandoned his relatives. This is where the virtuous people in the world live!"
"You will understand later."
"Stop!"
Xu Mujun will chase and kill him as soon as he takes one step forward.
But almost at the same time, a golden light suddenly exploded from in front of him.
Fajiang's figure instantly appeared in front of him, his cassocks all broken into pieces, revealing his strong and muscular upper body.
The bronze light and golden light complement each other like a Buddha statue in a temple.
"Donor Xu, today..."
"Seeking death!"
Xu Mujun roared angrily, and the bloody horse slashed down vertically.
"King Kong crouching on the tiger!"
"Buddha's light shines everywhere!"
Fa Jiang secretly shouted, like an angry-eyed King Kong, clasped his palms together, like a believer worshiping Buddha, and suddenly clamped the bloody long knife in Xu Mujun's hand.
He sneered and said: "Master Xu, there is no end to the sea of suffering, look back..."
"Poof!"
Before he finished speaking, Xu Mujun opened his mouth and spat out, and a fiery red sword light flashed past, instantly penetrating Fayuan's body.
"I am Buddha...!"
Fayuan was shocked, his eyes were full of disbelief, his huge body shook, and then hit the ground hard, splashing a lot of dust.
Instant kill!
Xu Mujun instantly killed Fa Jiang with one move!
"How is it possible!"
Tuoba, who was still thinking of a sneak attack, exclaimed in disillusionment, what happened? Just a bloody light flashed by, and Fa Yuan was killed?
This...
"Hey...!"
Almost at the same time, another harsh sound broke through the air.
He subconsciously turned around, only to see a tiny blood-colored light flying towards him at an extremely fast speed.
"What the hell!"
He shouted angrily, and the true energy in his body surged instantly, pouring into the palm spinning ball in his hand.
Then with a loud shout, the two palm spin balls turned into two rays of light one after the other and met the bloody light.
"Bang!"
"Bang!" Two dull sounds were heard, and the spin ball he had been playing with for decades was instantly destroyed and turned into smoke and dust.
And that bloody light shot in front of him at an incredible speed, and he couldn't even react in time.
"Poof!"
The bloody light penetrated through again, directly passing through Tuoba's disillusioned chest, spurting out a stream of blood.
"That's..."
He turned back tremblingly and stretched out his hand as if to grab something, but he could only fall down weakly.
"...Flying Sword!"
Before Tuoba was disillusioned and dying, the bloody light he saw was a pocket-sized bloody flying sword.
"Flying sword?!"
"Fellow Taoist?"
Madara Elder Dao in the distance also clearly saw the bloody light, his eyes full of surprise and realization.
"Wrong!"
"You are not a monk!"
"The flying sword has no mana fluctuations, but is filled with rich blood-colored aura and true energy."
"As expected of Xu Mujun, he actually uses his own true energy and essence and blood to warm up the flying sword, so as to achieve the effect of sword control."
Elder Madara smiled and said: "I am really lucky, Taoist. A flying sword that is contaminated by the essence and blood of a mortal warrior but still has no loss of spirituality is at least of top quality!"
"Give me the old Taoist...die!"
He suddenly shook his robe, and a cloud of black mist surged out, heading in the direction of Xu Mujun.
"Buzz buzz..."
Almost at the same time, bursts of harsh buzzing sounds came.
If you look closely, you will see that it is not black mist at all, but a large swarm of tiny mosquitoes!
"Monk?!"
Xu Mujun frowned. Unexpectedly, there were monks here?
But he didn't back down. Today he came for Xu Xuanwu. Anyone who stands in front of him is an enemy!
"You will go and assist the two father-in-laws, and I will hand this person over to you."
"No!"
Dozens of soldiers in this life immediately pulled their reins and quickly retreated.
The Yamen also knew that when facing the monks, they were no match at all.
Only Xiantian realm warriors can resist in front of monks.
"Buzz!"
Xu Mujun pointed again, and the bloody flying sword shot out again, killing Elder Madara.
But Elder Madara sneered, patted his waist with one hand, and another ball of black light came out.
At the same time, the other hand quickly kneaded the secret, and the rich magic wave began to condense in front of him.
In an instant, the black mist surged, and a black short blade appeared in it, quickly slashing towards Xu Mujun with an ear-piercing scream.
"Buzz buzz..."
Without the flying sword to restrain him, a black mist composed entirely of black mosquitoes swept in and immediately enveloped Xu Mujun.
"Poof!"
A hundred battles with the bloody sword!
The bloody horse stretched out and immediately killed seven or eight black mosquitoes.
But the remaining mosquitoes seemed to smell the smell of blood and swarmed up again.
"Hey hey hey..."
Madara Elder Dao's sinister laughter kept coming, but he saw that the black short blade controlled by him had entangled the bloody flying sword, and continued to attack around the flying sword, flashing dazzling sparks.
Compared with the black short blade, Xu Mujun's blood-colored flying sword is undoubtedly much slower. It will only go straight forward and upward, constantly rushing left and right, and constantly retreating after being hit by the black short blade.
"Xu Mujun, it takes a lot of effort to control the flying sword with a mortal god, even if you don't have spiritual thoughts, you use blood essence."
"Die!"
"Dang!"
The black short blade suddenly charged, and black flames burned on its body. The blood-red flying sword fell on it and immediately burst into flames.
"唳~!"
The bloody flying sword suddenly let out a piercing scream, and rushed towards the direction of Madara Elder for more than ten meters, but in the end it still trembled feebly for several minutes, and hit the ground with a clang.
After no longer being restrained by the bloody flying sword, Elder Madao laughed again, stretched out his hand to make a hand gesture, and pointed in the direction of Xu Mujun.
The black short blade shot out, even tearing out a harsh sound in the air, and rushed in front of Xu Mujun almost instantly.
"Dang!!!"
A sharp and sharp collision sound suddenly came, and Xu Mujun's body was filled with a strong bloody aura.
The bloody long sword in his hand was behind him. The sword spread out and was shrouded in mosquito black fog, and stabbed steadily on the short black blade.
Blade to blade!
"Crack...!"
In Xu Mujun's cold eyes, there was a clear friction sound from the bloody sword in his hand.
Fine cracks began to appear on the blade, spreading towards the blade.
"Hahaha... Who is the best in the world? What is the God of War of Dayu? How dare half of Dayu dare to use ordinary soldiers to fight against my magical weapon?"
Elder Madara laughed and said, "Although my magical weapon is only a middle-grade magical weapon, it is not something that ordinary soldiers can withstand?"
"Die!"
"Boom!"
The bloody short blade suddenly burned into raging black flames, which immediately enveloped Xu Mujun.
In the black flames, there was a faint blood-colored mist rolling.
"Ha~"
"Burn your essence and blood to resist my red evil fire. I want to see how much essence and blood you have to burn?!"
"Death!"
"Boom!"
Asking for a monthly ticket~
Asking for a monthly ticket~
Asking for a monthly ticket~
Asking for a monthly ticket~
Asking for a monthly ticket~
(End of chapter)