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Chapter 68 The Death of the Bodhisattva

The power of a punch can move the world. This is the martial arts way of the Bodhisattva Tuoba.

The tornado went up against the sky, and it was rolled not only the clouds and mists in the Tianmen, but also the ruins of the Congcong Taoist Court. At this time, the Taoist Sect was like being plowed several times by countless plowing carts, and its original style was not preserved at all.

The Bodhisattva Tuoba shouted loudly in the air, and the fist changed a little more. Purple thunder and frost and snow appeared in the tornado at the same time, like a purple black dragon, making Tianmen Mountain feel like it was at the end of the world.

Ye Qi fell faster. In the layers of storm, he could not see any strange appearance of his punch against Tuoba Bodhisattva. He was about to be torn to pieces by a tornado. The ancient sword in his hand was parallel to himself and then slashed down horizontally.

As the ancient sword fell, thousands of sword energy burst out from the sword edge, which seemed much more magnificent than the sword that Li Chungang had heard on Longhu Mountain. Thousands of sword energy fell from the sky like ancient stars, tearing the sky of the space and stabbed into the tornado that was punched by Tuoba Bodhisattva.

As Ye Qi held the sword down, the cloudless sky was also pressing down. When Ye Qi slashed out this sword, he took the last step towards the land god. This sword was his sword immortal.

The tornado and sword energy were everywhere, like dense rain hitting the lake, with only drizzling sounds, but the lake surface was occupied by chaotic ripples. When a large amount of dense rain leaked into the lake, how can the lake be called the original lake water? It must first rise and spread the water along the embankment.

The tornado no longer soared into the sky, but spread around, as if a sea of ​​clouds were everywhere, leaving the Daode Sect's air occupied by purple-black wind and sword energy.

The fists and swords intersected, and the two figures were stalemate in the air. Ye Qi's ancient sword cut into the depths of the Pubo Bodhisattva's fist and barely slashed outside his huge fist. However, because of this, Ye Qiheng's sword style was beaten by the opponent into a slanted sword style.

"Your Sword Immortal is still half a step away from being completely complete, but I will not leave you with this half step."

After Tuoba Bodhisattva finished speaking, his fist-clenched hand suddenly stretched out and held the sword edge of Lu Zu's sword. Then he took a step forward in the air, hitting Ye Qi's wrist with his sword in a flat ground.

I saw the Daode Sect scattering among the purple and black clouds in the air, and five bloody fingers flew down. Immediately afterwards, the sword of Lu Zu dimmed, and flew out of the Tianmen like a scrap copper and iron.

The second in the world, the third two were about to part with one touch. The purple and black clouds in the sky and the sword energy passing through it broke into the size of a broken snow, as if a stone fell to the ground, and sparks of aura bloomed on the already vast Tianmen Mountain.

Putuoba Bodhisattva stepped on the air and said with a proud look on his face: "Thirty percent of your sword intent was fed to Lu Dongxuan's sword. Otherwise, how could the relics of the immortals be in your hands? Now that you have 30% of your sword intent, how can you be able to be a land god?"

Ye Qi also stood in mid-air, straightening his deformed wrist and wrist bones that were hit by Tuoba Bodhisattva with one punch, and said, "I will still kill you if I don't have to kill the gods on the land. Anyway, I haven't hit anyone with bare hands for a long time, just try it."

"Arrogant!"

The body of the Bodhisattva Tuoba bumped out like a crazy wild buffalo, leaving behind afterimages in the virtual space. He raised his left hand, which had lost his fingers, and it was like a heavy hammer. The sound of a sonic boom piercing his eardrums came from the air.

Ye Qi waved his palm without detouring on the side. The white wide sleeves moved with the palm and brought a graceful trajectory. When Tuoba Bodhisattva smashed his left hand, his slender palm, which looked like white jade, produced a vast and terrifying aura.

"Someone named this palm Feixian."

With a palm, Tuoba's punch stopped in the sky. The sound of the two fists and palms intersected, and the qi burst out between the fists and palms. The two of them retreated back to the ground. When the surging air in the air was right, the space collapsed directly, and a chaotic deep hole appeared.

Being able to break the space is tantamount to opening the Heavenly Gate. Ye Qi traveled through time and space again and again, and grew up not only Jiandao, and never used fists to fight against the enemy. He liked to kill people with swords. After he stepped over the threshold of the land gods, Lu Zu, who had 30% of his sword intent, was smashed to death by someone. But just like Hong Jingyan that day, he saw the style inside the gate. Moreover, his combat power was enough to kill the land gods. Now he was fighting with Hong Jingyan, who was not inferior to the heavens. The two of them fought more directly, and their power was not much different from Li Chungang and Wang Xianzhi.

Ye Qi looked at Tuoba Bodhisattva indifferently and said, "Come again!"

The two of them were entangled, fists to the flesh, and the energy made the world tremble. The whole mountain began to tremble constantly. At some point, the mountain collapsed and the earth broke. It was so big that it sank half a foot.

...

It is impossible for Shuize to stay at the foot of the Daode Sect in the mountains for a long time. In fact, after a few people at the foot of the mountain heard the sound of cavalry advancing, they had already flowed halfway from everywhere. When the water at the foot of the mountain completely retreated, the five thousand Dong family troops happened to appear at the foot of the mountain.

Guanyin in white clothes could not allow these cavalry to go up the mountain. Li Tangxin said that he would not let these cavalry go up the mountain, and the situation at the foot of the mountain could only be fighting.

The two white-clothed Vajras were angrily and rushed into the siege. However, even if Vajras were angrily, they could not get as good as the sword immortal to kill people. The two of them first used the Great Vajra realm to resist the cavalry's charge, and then used their aura to shock the killing. This resulted in a lot of unnecessary consumption and the killing was too slow.

The white clothes turned into blood clothes, only in the cup of tea. After two more cups of tea, countless corpses piled up in front of the two most dazzling disciples of Shakyamuni in the world. But looking at the Dong family army camp, it was only two out of ten.

Among the thousands of troops, a fat man in armor showed a look at his confidant beside him, and with a horn, both sides stopped in a tacit understanding. The fat man rode a high-headed horse sitting down and walked five feet away from two men and women in blood on an empty road where his subordinates made way.

"I am Dong Zhuo, this time I came not to destroy the Buddha. As for the fate of Qilin Zhenren, he was the one who brought it upon himself. This time I came to kill the Liyang Ye Jianxian of Beimang, my two Buddhist masters, can you give in?"

Guanyin in white sneered and said, "What can I do if I don't let you do it?"

Dong Zhuo rubbed his nose, and at this time, the sound of horse hooves came. Hearing the momentum, there was another team of cavalry less than 5,000.

"If you don't let it go, you'll die!"

"All dead? I have to ask me about Wang Xiaoping's sword."

Dong Zhuo looked up at the sky and saw two Taoist priests flying in the wind. He grinned and said, "Wudang Master Hong Xixiang, Wudang Sword Immortal King Xiaoping, who is carrying a tripod in the future, since you dare to come, Japan will take the Dong family army together."

A sword suddenly flew out of the Tianmen, and was taken over by Hong Xixiang who had just landed on the ground. The sword that had lost its glory first trembled with excitement, and then the tip of the sword pointed to Tianmen and settled down.
Chapter completed!
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