"Kill..." Thousands of tribes in Tiandu surrounded and killed Lao Fo, and the advantage in numbers was so powerless in the face of absolute strength.

In just a quarter of an hour, thousands of people had been killed. At this moment, the monk's old Buddha showed his killing power.

"Amitabha..." He killed the last man under his palm, and the old Buddha pinched the Buddhist beads in his hand and recited the Buddha's name lightly.

Not far away, A Lian was covered in blood, and A Ying had lost her breath in her arms.

The treasure bow that had been on his body had fallen into dust, and the arrows on his body had been used up. Now A Lian is at the end of his journey.

"Each one is his master..." It seemed to be saying to himself, Dao Zun raised his hand and hit A Lian with a palm.

At the last moment of his life, A Lian turned his gaze to the direction where Jun Moye left.

Dang!! Suddenly, a sound of the strings sounded, and the sound energy broke through the air, just dispersing the Taoist master's palm energy.

"Who?" Dao Zun and Lao Fu looked in the direction where the piano sound came out.

"In the lower Yu Qingjue, I saw the two leaders of Taoism and Buddhism." The long-lost Yu Qingjue walked out of the woods.

"What is your intention?" Dao Zun looked at Yu Qingjue and asked.

"Yu Qingjue is here to ask the two leaders to give up their hands for this woman." Yu Qingjue pointed at A Lian and said firmly to Dao Zun.

"..." Dao Zun glanced at A Lian with a pale face and sighed in his heart. He said to Yu Qingjue, "We are invited by the Western Wulin Alliance to deal with Tiandu this time, but this woman is from Tiandu..."

"The leader also said that this is a woman with mediocre martial arts skills. Two big names with great reputation in this world, so why should you care about a woman?" Yu Qing said kindly.

"...Well, if it is reported that we bullied the weak girl, it would be unbeautiful, then I will give up here, please!" After saying that, Dao Zun turned around and left.

"Amitabha." The old Buddha on the side also left.

"Luckily, lucky..." Yu Qingjue was relieved at this moment.

...

In the woods, you Moye faces the Confucian leader, the Saint Master.

Boom!! The two palms were fighting, and Jun Moye took a few steps back with the roar. The saint master is worthy of being a congenital master of Confucianism. His realm cultivation is not something that Jun Moye can face head-on today.

"I have such skills at a young age. If I don't get rid of today, I will definitely be a trouble in the future!" Jun Moye's performance was extremely shocking to the holy master. The foundation and cultivation of the former was not only comparable to the Confucian scholars. Not only the same generation, but no one in the entire Confucian religion is his opponent except him.

Such an amazing person, as long as he does not die young, will definitely be one of the peaks of suffering in the future.

"Ha!" After the Holy Master defeated Jun Moye with a palm, the phoenix swords in his hand were successively released, and several sword energy broke through the air and pointed directly at Jun Moye.

"..." Jun Moye responded calmly, and saw that he used his energy to control the sword. Heiyue quickly rotated in front of him. The sword energy that attacked was stored and differentiated. The saint master's sharp sword energy was immediately digested into nothingness and did not play the role he expected.

Seeing that the sword energy had not made any contribution, the saint master immediately pushed his sword up, and the phoenix swords quickly attacked, intending to find out Jun Moye's flaws.

But Jun Moye's unruly move surprised the Saint Master. The former's move was simple, but it could perfectly crack his sword moves, and always blocked his offensive the moment he set out his sword.

The short battle made the Holy Master feel that Jun Moye had already understood his martial arts and had the ability to counterattack.

Faced with the Saint Master's behavior of playing tricks, Jun Moye expressed his desire to laugh. The kindness and wisdom of having Sharingan abilities are. Theoretically, as long as Jun Moye's thinking and reactions keep up, no one can defeat him in "skills" for a long time.

And there is also the Tribulation of Gods, which can be called the ultimate sword technique support. Jun Moye is already sure to win this battle in sword techniques.

Scream! As the figures intertwined, the Holy Master failed with a move, but there was a blood mark on his left shoulder.

"Well! The gentleman's style!" The Saint Master's expression changed, and he stepped into the air, and his unique skills immediately emerged with his heart.

"Ten Thousand Gods Tribulation!" Before the Holy Master could come out, the large amount of true energy that surged in his body had been revealed by Jun Moye's benevolent eyes.

The Saint Master got his skills, and the frenzied storm of true energy rushed straight towards Jun Moye with his figure.

On Jun Moye's side, a white sword light flashed, and a pair of sword wings immediately unfolded behind Jun Moye.

With a light blow of the sword wing, countless sword energy broke through the air, and the target pointed directly at the storm of the true energy of the Saint Master.

When the sword energy blocks the way, the saint master raises his true energy again, and the gentleman's power is added to his power. Suddenly, the strong wind blows. The sword energy of the thousands of gods cannot resist its power and cannot stop its advancement.

Before approaching, the change of moves was too late. Jun Moye took advantage of the first move of the Ten Thousand Gods Tribulation and immediately condensed the last sword force in his hand and attacked the coming true energy storm with all his strength!

"Ha!" Knowing that the opportunity was not missed, the Holy Master wielded all the true energy of his body. At this moment, he wanted to use his absolute foundation to hurt Jun Moye in one fell swoop.

Ding! Boom!! The two sides collided with each other's unique moves, and the turbulent flow of true energy swept hundreds of feet around, and the trees and rocks were destroyed. The closer members of the Three Sects were even injured by the aftermath of the true energy and were seriously injured on the spot.

Huh~! Jun Moye vomited blood in his mouth and supported the ground with a knife. He was unable to make any moves and was injured by the powerful true qi cultivation of the Saint Master. His internal organs were damaged and he had already suffered internal injuries.

"I will give you another journey!" One move made a contribution, and in order to completely eliminate the disaster, the Saint Master took advantage of his unique skills. Since he had basically gained the upper hand, he naturally had to carry out the advantage to the end.

The strong wind took shape again. Faced with the holy master's desperate move, Jun Moye ignored his internal injuries and tried his best to lift the true energy in his body.

"The Tribulation of Gods!" Jun Moye closed his eyes, the heaven and earth were quiet, and everything around him was filled with their hearts. Then an inexplicable aura spread from Jun Moye's body toward the surroundings. The battlefield, which was originally full of tyranny, suddenly became peaceful and peaceful.

"Hmm? This is?!" The Saint Master's eyes condensed, and Jun Moye suddenly showed an indescribable change, which made him feel uneasy.

"Kill!!" The arrow was on the string, and the saint master had to use his full strength. With the sword, the storm of the gentleman's wind directly hit Jun Moye.

"..." Just as the Holy Master made a move, Jun Moye slashed out with a sword. The unpretentious sword energy met Junzifeng, but the violent airflow actually dissipated with the sword energy.

"How is it possible?!" The gentleman's wind was broken, and the holy master was shocked.

Swish! Jun Moye made another sword, and the same sword energy rushed straight to the Holy Master.

"Ha!!" The aura of the Saint Master had been locked by Jun Moye and could not retreat safely. The helpless Saint Master had to resist with all his strength.

Scream! The resistance that had been plucked up all the remaining strength did not achieve any effect. The thick true energy was defeated by the sword energy, and the indescribable sword energy penetrated through the body. The Saint Master immediately stained his long gown with blood.

"How is it possible?!" He was severely injured and the Saint Master stumbled backwards. He didn't understand why it was obviously an absolute good situation, but why was it suddenly turned over?

Jun Moye, who had produced two swords in a row, suddenly had bright red blood flowing out of the corners of his mouth.

Just when Jun Moye wanted to shoot another sword and ended the life of the Holy Master, a huge pressure suddenly broke through the air!

The old Buddha who flew over was solemn. He found that the Saint Master was in a very bad situation in the distance. Seeing that Jun Moye was about to draw his sword again, he didn't have time to think about it, and immediately hit the Buddha's finger on the sky, intending to surround Wei and save Zhao!

Wow! The sword energy breaks through the air, but the target is the Holy Master!

The finger force of the Buddha Tian came to his body. Jun Moye, who had calculated the time, turned around and came out of the sword, but unexpectedly his physical condition had reached its limit. The third move of the Ten Thousand Gods Tribulation was immediately defeated!

Bang!! The finger force hit Jun Moye's chest, and the latter was immediately knocked out and landed on the ground.

After being hit by the Buddha's Heavenly Finger, Jun Moye turned his gaze to the direction of the saint, hoping that the last sword would bear him.

When I saw this, I happened to see the Taoist lord standing up and resisting the sword energy.
Chapter completed!