Chapter 1433

Sheng Jun moved his finger and killed him!

The four Dharma protectors, the four holy kings, the three thousand Jinjia and the people of the major sects immediately swarmed on.

"Kill -"

"kill -"

for a while, the sound of killing was loud and the earth was shaking.

The three thousand gold armours of all the great powers launched an ancient war one after another.

Cheng shouts, "protect the young master!"

Peng -

the Dharma protector, who is bent on revenge, takes the lead, pats several martial monks and rushes into the crowd to kill them.

How can these monks of Chiba Temple resist so many strong people?

Cheng Xueyi, Qian Yuxuan, Tang Shanniang and the drunkard step forward one after another. Shen Tianlong, with Qin Mu on his back, leads 18 generals to fight their way.

Sheng Jun's brow sank, "give them half a breath, I want all of them to see the fall of the nine nationalities with their own eyes."

"Yes! Holy king

In addition to the broken arm, the miserable jade face demon and ten bodyguards, others rushed past.

Shengjun took the cup and slowly approached his mouth.

Dong -

a big clock suddenly collided from the rear of the hall, with an irresistible domineering.

Bang -

the first few golden armor soldiers were directly hit and flew, and died of bone fracture.

Even the leader Qiu of Wuyue sword sect was knocked down by the big bell. Poof -

he fell to the ground and couldn't afford to be seriously injured.

The domineering clock rushes to the Dragon chariot.

Some people are about to rush to block the clock and protect the emperor.

Shengjun raised his brow, and his eyes burst out with two sharp eyes.

Dang -

the teacup in my hand flew out and collided with the clock.

Dong -

the big clock made a melodious sound and flew back.

The teacup bounced at the same time, reflecting back to the emperor.

Sheng Jun pinched his fingers slightly and held the cup firmly in his hand again.

And the big clock was even faster and fiercer than just now.

After flying more than a dozen monks, they broke into the main hall.

Bang -

a big Buddha in the middle of the hall was hit by a heavy clock and broke in an instant.

Sawdust flying, there are many statues were cracked, one after another fell to the ground.

A teacup has such great power. What kind of realm has the cultivation of Shengjun reached?

I'm afraid nobody knows.

Beat back the bell, Shengjun continued to drink tea.

No one can match this aura.

Behind the hall, a gray shadow flew out. With one hand, the clock flew away. Dong -

the heavy clock rushed out of the hall like a mountain and hit the Dragon chariot again.

The emperor's face was angry. He clapped his hands and his figure shot out.

He turned his palm into a knife and slashed the ground.

Some people saw a dazzling cold light flashed by, and the big clock gave out a long sound, which made it pass -

the huge palm shadow, like a sharp weapon, fell on the big clock.

The big clock burst open and Sheng Sheng was split in two.

How many people were shocked by this strike?

The two pieces splashed out and killed many low-level practitioners again.

Shengjun split the bronze bell of Chiba temple with one move. This palm power is too domineering.

The old monk in the grey robe clapped his hand in the air from the middle of the split clock to the emperor.

The strength of the old monk is still above Qin Mu.

He has been our last hope.

The old monk clapped it with his palm, and Sheng Jun was slightly stunned,

"are you the strong one who can beat the remnant Blood Sword?"

The old monk did not speak, but stepped up his attack.

One move in one style, just like running clouds and flowing water.

But his strength is too strong, each type can always bring up a storm, where the palm wind goes, it's all changing.

The emperor snorted coldly, "how long can the dying old man still have prestige?"

The nine heaven and ten earth magic power makes a huge protective body within a few meters around Shengjun.

Around the cold breath, continuous gathering, as if absorbed by the magnetic field, surging.

His magical skill is a little similar to Qin Mu's all things nothingness.

The so-called Wanfa Guiyuan, after reaching a very strong state, can always find something similar.

The old monk clapped several palms in succession, but he couldn't shake the emperor's body protection skill.

On the contrary, it accelerates the continuous influx of breath between heaven and earth. The emperor's palms condense into a visible sphere.

The whole sphere is full of mysterious blue light.

"Die

Shengjun's hands pushed, and the ball, which was the size of a washbasin, swished at the old monk.The old monk shook his arms and tried his best to shift.

Peng -

the blue sphere exploded in an instant, and a great wave of air engulfed the old monk.

The figure of the old monk flies backwards for tens of meters and breaks a thick pillar in front of the hall.

He continued to crash into the main hall and smashed several Buddha statues.

Wave after wave, smashed everything.

Everywhere you go, there is a piece of vermicelli.

The wooden structure of the main hall suddenly became scattered.

Coughing -

poof -

the old monk also couldn't resist the attack of the emperor, and everyone was at a loss.

"Martial uncle, martial uncle!"

Master Wuhen and master wuhui put aside their opponents and both rushed to the old monk.

The old monk's face was white with pain.

"Martial uncle!"

Poof -

the old monk spat out a mouthful of blood again, "come on, take benefactor Qin away!"

"Martial uncle!"

The old monk pushed hard, threw them away and stood up from the ground.

Walking out of the hall, "nine days and ten places are really powerful. I will accompany you to the end today!"

"Hahaha -"

the emperor burst into laughter, "the ancients said that those who have lost the way have little help, and those who have gained the way have more help. Today, all the schools of martial arts in the world belong to me. Emperor Wu has betrayed his relatives. Old monk, if you can understand a little, I can forgive you for not dying! "

"Otherwise, today I will level the Chiba temple!"

Master wuhui rushed out and said, "even if your martial arts are unparalleled, so what? We swear to live and die with the temple

A group of disciples followed and set up a big array.

In other parts of the temple, Cheng Xueyi's beating and killing voice came from time to time.

There are too many strong people in the world, and they are hard to resist.

The drunkard is injured again. Qian Yuxuan and Tang Shanniang have been scarred for a long time, but Hua Linglong is a little better.

Cheng Xueyi has already hit several moves, and the injury is serious.

With Qin Mu on his back, Shen Tianlong and his 18 generals rushed left and right, but he couldn't get out at all. They forced him to retreat back to the mountain and cross the cliff.

The emperor cheered coldly, "in that case, I will help you!"

"Nine days and ten places, I am the only one!"

In an instant, all the objects around were sucked up by the powerful mysterious force,

even the big trees in the temple were uprooted, and the emperor shook his arms and patted the old monk.

Roaring -

the powerful mysterious force destroys everything like a storm.

No matter how powerful you are, you are still powerless.

The old monk held out his hand to block the attack of master wuhui and master Wuhen.

nevertheless, the three and all the disciples were destroyed by powerful forces.

That force, overwhelming, surging, is completely unstoppable.

The three men's bodies broke the pillars outside the hall, smashed the wooden wall, and passed through the wall.

Boom -

only a loud noise was heard, and the whole hall was destroyed in an instant, with sawdust and debris flying.

Within a radius of nearly 100 meters, it was completely in ruins.

The power to destroy the sky and the earth is shaking everything.

Seeing the three of them submerged in the ruins of the hall, the emperor's face flashed a trace of cold and proud disdain.

Nine days and ten places, who can be the enemy?