Lotus flowers can be seen scattered in the white sword energy. Taoist Shuilian is worthy of being a Taoist Mu. Taoist carefully prepared it and is specially used to travel the world and deceive believers. His every move is perfect.

Regardless of the power of the various magical magic of Dao Ren Shui Lian, Ji Hao couldn't help but give him a full mark in terms of light and shadow effects alone.

The white and vast, with a rich pure and flawless aura, makes people feel like their mother's arms and lovers' kisses. The sword light slashed on the naked chest.

A sword light dissipated, and a white flying sword shaped like dozens of lotus petals appeared. The tip of the sword was pressed against the chest that was scattered with countless fish-shaped patterns, and countless sparks were constantly splashing, but they could not penetrate his skin.

Hang Xing looked down at the flying sword that made his chest itchy, slapped him on the ground, and swung the hammer and smashed it randomly. The Hang Xing's moves were not at all fancy, domineering and barbaric, and smashing it randomly at will was his all tactics.

Before Taoist Shui Lian came to his senses from the severe pain of the four fingers being smashed, the sledgehammer roared at his head.

"Senior brother, be careful!" A young Taoist behind Shuilian Taoist shook his hands, and a jade talisman carved from green jade flew out, turning into green lotus flowers, carrying a large halo like water waves to protect Shuilian Taoist in the middle.

With a dull sound, the hammer hit the defensive barrier formed by the jade talisman. Dozens of green lotus shattered, and the halo of water waves exploded into countless light spots floating. He cursed loudly, raised his right leg, which was as thick as a water tank, and kicked the lower abdomen of Shuilian Daoist.

A white light flashed across the coarse cloth robe on Taoist Shui Lian's body, and a loud noise was heard. The coarse cloth robe exploded into countless slap rags, and the big feet, two feet long, kicked over. There was a terrifying loud noise in Taoist Shui Lian's belly. He vomited blood in big mouthfuls, flying backwards like a cannonball that was out of the barrel.

The other five Taoists exclaimed at the same time, and they opened their mouths and squirted out sword lights and shot them horizontally.

The flying sword of the Shuilian Taoist, who had the strongest cultivation, could not damage the Rangling Wan. The same was true for the sword lights of these five Taoists. They slashed around Rangling hundreds of times like birds, and kept dragging out sparks on Rangling, but failed to break through his skin.

"Get out of you, mom!" Ran Xing rushed out with a hammer, and a young guide's chest was sunken, and he fell to the ground with blood spitting out.

"And you!" Hengxing's right elbow hit hard, and the three-foot-long black bone spur on his elbow pierced the chest of a young Taoist. Hengxing strange smiled and waved his arms again and again. The bone spurs "puchi" sounded and penetrated the young Taoist's chest hundreds of times, almost piercing his chest into a ball of rotten flesh.

The young Taoist fell to the ground with blood all over his body. He didn't even have the strength to cry out in pain. He rolled his eyes and fainted.

Two "dongdong" sounds, and two hammers rushed out, and two young Taoists broke their arms and the other broke their waists, and they also vomited blood and flew out.

The last youngest Taoist who looked like he had already run away dozens of feet away. He trembled and took out a piece of jade talisman and shook it hard, pointing to Ran Wanxing and shouting: "Subduing demons and eliminating demons, today... The Vajra is still not going to do anything, when will it last?"

Three hundred Vajras, six feet tall and heavy armored, roared at the same time, and they waved their left hands at the same time. The three hundred dragon-headed chains turned into a vast net and surrounded them as they covered their heads with a "clang" roar.

Hang Xing let out a light cry in surprise. He seemed to be intentionally trying the quality of these Vajras. He let three hundred dragon heads and chains wrap around him without moving. The "clang" sounds endlessly. The dragon heads at the end of the chain opened their mouths and connected each other, quickly tangling Hang Xing like a big dumpling.

The six Vajras rushed forward without saying a word, raised the red lotus demon-slaying sword with flames gushing in their right hand, and stabbed them hard along the gap between the chains.

A series of sounds of "Dangdang" were heard endlessly, and countless sparks splashed on his body, and the sharp red lotus demon-slaying sword stabbed him, but it only brought a little bit of insignificant white marks, which also failed to cause any damage to his skin.

"Just these rags, I want to hurt me?" Hengxing groaned and his body was squeaked hard.

Hundreds of black bone spurs on his body were slashed through the dragon head chains, and the hardware elites were melted and cast, and the dragon head chains that blessed the talisman method emitted a large piece of fire, which was cracked by the black bone spurs.

The three hundred Vajras who were dragging the chain with all their might swayed, and staggered backwards.

Ranlong swung the big hammer in his hand and smashed it hard at the six Vajras beside him. The big hammer brought out a black gale, and then the "dongdong" sounded, and the upper body of the six Vajras collapsed, and countless flesh and bones that looked like colorful glass sprayed all over the ground.

"Saint, please help me!"

Seeing that he was so fierce, several leaders of the Steel Bull Division cried in unison and rolled and crawled into the village.

The Vajras dropped the broken dragon head chain, held the Red Lotus Demon-Slaying Sword in both hands, and strode towards the rampant killing.

The red lotus demon-slaying sword was slashing and slashing on him. He was so excited that he roared "Ao" in the extreme, and waved the big hammer and smashed it up in a row, causing the body of the Vajra tycoons to collapse. The ground was covered with colorful translucent, emitting a faint fragrance of flesh and blood residue.

Taoist Shui Lian vomited blood in big mouthfuls and slowly straightened his body.

His clothes were broken, revealing his white belly, and a big footprint of two feet long was solid on his belly, sinking into his skin and flesh three inches deep. This opportunity stomped the internal organs of Taoist Shui Lian. If it weren't for the life-saving talisman given by his ancestor, he would have collapsed and died.

He took out a life-saving pill and stuffed it into his mouth. Taoist Shui Lian spit out two mouthfuls of blood, and shouted at the stone house in the middle of the village at the top of his lungs: "It's so evil, I'll ask the ancestor to decide for his disciples!"

A terrifying aura that was magnificent and vast, like the rising red sun rose from the stone house.

A vast fog turned into a hand with a radius of hundreds of feet sprayed out of the stone house, instantly passing through the village, and headed straight to the top of the circumcised head.

The big hand shook and fell, and the rampant was picked up by a terrible force and threw it more than ten miles away. Then the big hand shook again and reached the rampant air and slapped down hard.

With a crisp sound of "bang", the bone spurs all over the body were shattered inch by inch, and the sound of flesh and blood was constantly shattered from the body, and the big hand slapped into the ground.
Chapter completed!