Chapter 1213 The intensity is a bit too high
The most capable person in Lingyun Temple is not the leader, but Taoist Priest Qingjingzi.
He has been obsessed with martial arts since he was a child. He has traveled around the world for thirty years and has never encountered such a powerless moment.
As soon as his eyes were focused, the sword light immediately covered it like auspicious clouds.
The sword rays were countless, like a waterfall rushing down, and the power alone was extremely terrifying.
"Floating Cloud Sword? It's okay, but not sophisticated enough."
The leader of the Sirius Sect actually still had the energy to comment. The blade of the sword touched his finger as if it had touched some weapon. There was a crisp sound accompanied by tiny sparks.
But at this time, the leader of the Sirius Sect suddenly seemed to notice something. He immediately changed his leisurely attitude, turned around and pointed towards the empty place.
Almost at the same time, Shen Qingluo's thin figure appeared there, as if the leader of the Sirius Sect had predicted in advance that Shen Qingluo would use his escape step to launch an attack from there.
This gives people the feeling that hitting the ball accurately is not as good as catching the ball steadily.
Shen Qingluo's punch aimed at the back of the leader's head was stopped with his fingers. The internal force of the collision between the two sides was so strong that the floor beneath the leader's feet exploded.
"Little girl, if you have practiced the Mayfly Divine Art so diligently, I am afraid that it is even more powerful than the founder of your Tianjue Palace."
Shen Qingluo didn't say anything at all. He stepped down with his feet as if he could find a place to borrow strength in mid-air, and turned over.
Her movements were as fast and fluid as the wind. In fact, no one could see Shen Qingluo's movements clearly. They could only see a blur in front of their eyes. She took advantage of her small body and rushed directly into the arms of the leader of the Sirius Sect. She seemed to have grown taller in an instant. Eight arms.
And the leader took a step back for the first time, and also raised his hand for the first time. Although it was only one hand, he did stop all Shen Qingluo's fists whose trajectory could not be seen clearly.
You know, the leader of the Sirius Sect is now being attacked from two sides. On the left is Taoist Priest Qingjingzi, and on the right is Shen Qingluo. He stopped one with one hand, and it didn't even look like he was struggling.
This level of force far exceeded everyone's expectations. When everyone rushed to the Western Region, they felt that with so many martial arts masters present and the master of Tianjue Palace suppressing the battle, the leader of the Sirius Sect could easily defeat him even with his three heads and six arms. .
It wasn't until I took action that I realized I was wrong. It was so wrong.
Zhou Wenyi, a well-known master in the world, can't even last a round. Most people can't even go up, and the large number of people is not an advantage at all, but will get in the way.
So, does everyone else just look at it this way?
Of course not.
The leader of the Sirius Sect, who was dealing with attacks from the left and right, suddenly changed his eyes. He rolled up his sleeve with his left hand and waved hard, creating a gust of wind.
Taoist Priest Qingjingzi's sword light was suddenly blown to pieces by the strong wind, and the three-foot green blade in his hand was broken into more than a dozen sections. He himself was also blown backwards by the strong wind.
But compared to Chen Yulu and Zhou Wenyi, Taoist Priest Qingjingzi could still land firmly on the ground on his own. However, he might have suffered internal injuries just now. There was blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, so he quickly used his kung fu to suppress it.
The leader, who had one hand free, waved his wrist to block the other hand that suddenly appeared.
"Tianjue Palace is really full of talents, and it is much better than other people who deceive the world and steal their reputation."
The other hand is of course Ning Xianer.
She was too lazy to talk nonsense, and hit the leader on the head with a fierce palm force.
At this time, the leader finally started to move, and the three of them immediately got into a fight. Those with poor eyesight could not clearly see who was who. Ning Xian'er is definitely in the front row among the first-class masters. As long as she breaks through the last level of Mayfly Magic, she will become the strongest palace master in the history of Tianjue Palace.
And Shen Qingluo is already at the level of a top master, and no elder in the Central Plains martial arts world can be her opponent.
But under the siege of the two men, the leader of the Sirius Sect did not lose at all. It's not even sure if he tried his best.
No wonder Shen Qingluo said that he was not sure of winning. This was really not modesty, it was even an exaggeration.
Such powerful kung fu can only be matched by those unborn masters from the Central Plains who have become legends.
The three of them fought faster and faster, and the collision of internal forces made the entire hall seem to be destroyed by a strong wind. Those with weak internal energy would probably have a hard time even standing, let alone getting close. Many disciples were rolled and crawled by the wind. The wind blew and ran outside.
At this time, a loud noise was suddenly heard, like a golden bell ringing.
Everyone took a closer look and saw that there was a big bald head next to the leader of the Sirius Sect.
Master Xuanbei of Jingci Temple vomited blood, but he did resist the punch from the leader of the Sirius Sect. The loud bell-like sound just now was made when the leader of the Sirius Sect hit the Demon Subduing Technique.
The leader was about to take back his right hand, but found that his wrist was tightly grasped.
"Bald Donkey, you dare to stop me?"
"Amitabha, the donor's martial arts skills are world-class, but his murderous intention is too strong, which is really inappropriate."
Among other things, Jingci Temple was really good at resisting beatings. Taking advantage of the moment when the leader was controlled, Shen Qingluo and Ning Xianer appeared behind the leader, and they hit him on the back of the head with a palm at the same time.
Judging from the performance just now, in terms of speed, they are actually about the same. The leader can only stop one of Shen Qingluo and Ning Xianer with one hand. After all, the other hand is controlled by Master Xuanbei, and So close, there is nowhere to hide.
As long as either one of the two is hit, the leader will be seriously injured even if he is not dead. The internal power of the Mayfly Divine Art is not so easy to control, it is really powerful and invincible.
This was a sure shot, but something went wrong again.
The palms of both of them could already touch the hair on the back of the head of the leader of the Sirius Sect, but at this moment, a golden light blocked their way. Their palms slapped on the golden light, as if they had hit a city wall. Even though the Mayfly Magic was terrifying, The internal energy is like a mud cow entering the sea, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
Shen Qingluo and Ning Xianer immediately secretly thought something was wrong. Almost at the same time, the golden light erupted.
Master Xuanbei was the first to be thrown away. The old monk's demon-subduing skills were really good. He broke two stone pillars before stopping. A group of monks hurried up to check.
Shen Qingluo and Ning Xianer also felt as if they were struck by lightning at that moment, but they immediately used the escape step, and when they appeared again, they had already appeared near the ceiling.
The original intention of the two of them was to hide here and adjust their breathing to recover from the injuries they had just suffered, but as soon as they emerged, they saw the leader of the Sirius Sect flying up.
That's right, it wasn't a quick leap, but it was like being able to fly with the wind, and it flew up.
Shen Qingluo stepped on the top of the stone pillar to catch the ball, then turned around and struck out with his palms. The wind from his palms was so strong that he could even see clear palm prints on the floor more than ten meters away.
But for the leader of the Sirius Sect, it was like a breeze blowing on his face. He moved his hands to block Shen Qingluo's arm and made a palm seal from the air.
Shen Qingluo seemed to have been hit by a truck, and was embedded in the ceiling with a loud bang.
Isn’t this grandson’s intensity a bit too high?
(End of this chapter)