Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

The indestructible power of the Vajra came into play at this time.

The Ben Lei Divine Sword was surprisingly sharp, but it was still stuck by Fakong's bones.

Fakong was as calm as water, his right palm seemed not to be his, his left palm formed the Immovable Mountain Seal, and he softly uttered one word: "Ding!"

Ning Zhen is as fast as a ghost, and his jade palm is as clear as crystal.

Gu Xinxian originally wanted to break Fakong's right palm before dodging this palm, but the most important thing was to break Fakong's seal and cast the spell.

After a stir, he failed to break it up, so he could only dodge first.

But just as he was about to dodge, the immobilizing spell arrived.

He relied on the power of the Thunder God Sword to break the immobilization spell, and the Thunder God Sword was the amplifier of his power.

But now, the Ben Lei Divine Sword was stuck in Fakong's right palm, and was tightly sucked, with no time to break the immobilizing spell.

He then took a moment to slow down.

The crystal clear jade palm gently patted his back.

"Bang!" Amidst the muffled sound, a slender and graceful palm print was branded on his back.

Ning Zhenzhen's beautiful face froze as soon as she smiled.

A strong shock came from Gu Xinxian's palm, forcing her to take two steps back.

"Uncle, come together!" Ning Zhenzhen shouted sweetly.

She didn't expect that Gu Xinxian's protective aura was so powerful, and that the Taisu Jade Palm could not completely break through his defense.

Fakong suddenly raised his left hand.

A cloud of black sand sprinkled on Gu Xinxian.

This is the poisonous sand he hid in the Kalachakra Pagoda. When he had nothing to do, he ground the remaining stems of medicinal materials in the medicine valley.

Gu Xinxian's face changed slightly, he held his breath, and with a flash of purple energy on his face, he fiercely pulled out the Thunder God Sword inserted into Fakong's right palm, and then withdrew ten feet away.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The white clothes of the Lianxue girls were fluttering, their movements were fast and cunning, and their changes were unpredictable. They surrounded him and hit him with several palms one after another.

Several palm prints appeared on his back, overlapping each other vertically and horizontally, making him look very embarrassed.

He is like a small boat in the sea, ready to be overturned at any time.

Fakonghun didn't care about his right palm, formed a seal with his left hand and shouted softly again: "Ding!"

Every time the immobilizing spell is cast on Gu Xinxian, its power becomes stronger, but it still cannot immobilize Gu Xinxian.

After all, he is a second-level master, and he has the blessing of the Thunder God Sword.

It can still be done by slowing down Gu Xinxian's speed.

Through Mo Qingyun's memory, he knew the power of the Thunder God Sword. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was as fast as thunder.

If they hadn't used the Immobilization Curse to delay it before, Ning Zhenzhen and Lian Xue might have been hit by the sword.

"Buzz..." Amidst the sound of thousands of bees, Gu Xinxian broke the immobilizing spell and turned into a blue light that shot into the sky.

"Ding ding ding ding..." Ning Zhenzhen and Lian Xue had already seen through Gu Xinxian's intentions. They stood in front of Fa Kong and waved their slender jade fingers like a harp to block the Thunder God Sword.

Their fair and jade faces are charming, their cheeks are as red as drunkenness, and their blood energy is trembling.

The power contained in the Thunder God Sword was so strong that the two of them couldn't stop it for a moment and couldn't help but retreat.

"Certainly!"

"Certainly!"

"Certainly!"

"Certainly!"

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Fakong's left palm has been forming the Immovable Mountain Seal, and he has been casting a series of immobilizing spells, constantly slowing down the speed of the Thunder God Sword.

The speed of the Thunder God Sword is the most deadly. Once the speed is slowed down, most of its power is reduced.

But Ben Lei Divine Sword is not so easy to restrain.

Ning Zhenzhen and Lian Xue stood in front of Fa Kong, forming a net with their four jade hands, barely blocking the Thunder God Sword.

Fa Kong continued to cast the immobilization spell behind them.

The other six Mingyue Temple nuns continued to attack Gu Xinxian. They were all third-level masters and even one second-level master.

The jade palm hit Gu Xinxian's back repeatedly.

Although the back of Gu Xinxian's blue shirt was broken and there were dense palm prints crisscrossing the back, it seemed that she had suffered multiple injuries.

But his eyes were like lightning and his movements were powerful, making him more and more energetic.

Fakong shook his head.

He knew that the body-protecting sword energy of the Eight Divine Swords was astonishing, but he did not expect that it was so amazing that the masters of Mingyue An could not break Gu Xinxuan's body-protecting sword energy.

The only blame is that Mo Qingyun's Heavenly Punishment Divine Sword has just started to be practiced, and he has not exerted the power of the body-protecting sword energy.

Otherwise, he would have already practiced his body-protecting sword energy fiercely.

Fakong now only regrets that he is not good at light skills and body skills, and cannot keep up with Ning Zhenzhen and Lian Xue. Otherwise, they would not have to fight against the Thunder God Sword with their jade hands, causing the jade palms to be dripping with blood, which is unbearable to witness.

With their wonderful body skills, they were actually able to avoid the Thunder God Sword which was delayed by the Immobilization Curse.

Even if it is delayed by the Immobilization Curse, Ben Lei Divine Sword is still extremely fast, but it is better in straight line acceleration, but not as good as Mingyue An's movement in terms of change.

The changes in Mingyue'an's body movements often make the impossible possible. One moment, you can go forward, and the next moment, you can turn back with a single turn.

For example, there are countless borrowing points in the void, and you can use force to bend the direction at will. The changes are sudden and unexpected.

Fakong has never encountered a body technique more wonderful than Mingyue An.

Thinking of this, Fa Kong let out a long roar.

The roar was like a dragon's roar, spreading throughout a ten-mile radius.

Then a long roar came from the distance.

Then there was loud laughter: "Master Nephew, let's come!"

Amidst the fluttering apricot yellow monk robes, fourteen bald heads shone in the sun and floated closer in the blink of an eye.

"Formation!" Jingli, who was in the lead, shouted.

Fourteen middle-aged monks spread out like ripples, instantly surrounding Mingyue Temple, Gu Xinxian, and Fa Kongning Zhenzhen Lianxue.

Chengxu laughed loudly and said, "Master nephew, this guy is very good!"

As he spoke, he approached Gu Xinxian like a ghost, and clapped his hand. His palm seemed to be coated with gold paint, and the golden light shone.

"Ding..." Amidst the clear sound, the blue light of the Thunder Divine Sword flickered, being shaken away by the powerful power of Chengxu.

Even though the sword energy of Ben Lei Shenjian is amazing, when it encounters Chengxu's strong physical strength, even though the sword energy can cut Chengxu's palm, the sword body still has to swing away.

Fakong raised his voice and said, "Thank you so much to all the seniors from Daleiyin Temple."

Even though the girls of Mingyue Temple recognized him as a master from Daleiyin Temple, they were still wary. Once Fakong said this, they knew they were here to help at Fakong's invitation, so they relaxed.

After the Thunder God Sword swung away, blue light flashed and accelerated suddenly.

"Stabilize!" Fakong's stabilizing spell came again.

The Thunder Divine Sword had already stabbed the first three inches of Chengxu's chest. After a moment's pause, Chengxu avoided it.

The laughter on Chengxu's face turned into a sneer: "Okay, I've underestimated you!"

Gu Xinxian had been too lazy to speak, so she couldn't help but sneer: "Smelly monk, if you are not that boy today, you are already dead!"

What he hates most now is not the masters of Mingyue Temple, nor Ning Zhenzhen and Lian Xue who have been standing in front of Fakong, but Fakong.

If it weren't for Fakong, he was confident that he would have killed them all.

In his opinion, Fa Kong is a weird and evil monk who should be eliminated first and should not be left in the world.

However, Ning Zhenzhen and Lian Xue sacrificed their lives to block it, even if their slender jade palms were dripping with blood and covered with scars, they did not flinch.

"Hey, arrogant!" Chengxu's apricot yellow monk's robe suddenly shrank and clung tightly to his body, showing off his strong and powerful muscle curves.

The next moment, he turned into a blurry shadow, and his figure could no longer be seen clearly.

"Ding ding ding ding..." In a series of clear sounds, the Thunder God Sword blocked his palms one after another.

Jingli came to Fa Kong.

Fakong said: "Uncle Master, he has sword energy to protect his body, it is difficult to break through."

"Yes." Jingli indicated that he understood, and said in a deep voice: "The Great Sun Tathagata Divine Palm!"

"Ah! Mi! Tuo! Buddha!" ​​Twelve monks announced the Buddha's name in unison at the same time.

When speaking the word "ah", the sounds are uneven.

When saying the word "Buddha", the sound was already uniform. When spitting out the word, he pushed it out with one palm.

This palm was light, neither quick nor impressive.

But the palm force turned into a vague golden palm print, floating forward lightly.

When the twelve palm prints merged into one, the palm prints changed from blurry to clear, like a palm made of gold.

"Amitabha!"

The sound seemed to come from the horizon, and people vaguely saw a huge Buddha statue slowly descending from the sky.

The Buddha statue seemed to be vaguely there or not, as if there was a rain curtain blocking the eyes, making it difficult to see clearly.

It has white clouds above its head, sitting cross-legged, as tall as the sky and the earth, and gently slaps its palm.

The palm was a golden palm made of twelve palm prints, and it gently patted Gu Xinxian.

"Buzz..." Gu Xinxian swung the Thunder God Sword to get rid of the influence of this illusion. His speed suddenly increased and he was about to escape.

Warning signs rang loudly in his heart. The Palm of the Great Sun Tathagata was fatally dangerous to him. There were so many masters in the Shenyuan Realm who couldn't do anything. It was better to escape.

He was as fast as lightning and turned into a blue light and shot out.

The golden palm fell as lightly as a feather, silently and lightly.

One is fast and one is slow.

But he just couldn't avoid the slow golden palm and was hit in the back.

"Bang!" There was a muffled thunderous explosion in his body.

A blood arrow spurted out with a "poof", and the body-protecting sword energy of the Benthui Divine Sword was finally broken.

"Okay!" the female nuns shouted, their voices clear and sweet.

They cheered with joy.

They don't look like masters in the Shenyuan Realm, but more like a group of young girls.

After fighting for so long, he finally broke through his defense!

Ning Zhenzhen and Lian Xue had been standing in front of Fa Kong, watching coldly as Gu Xinxian stumbled out of sight.

Fakong spit out one word: "Ding!"

"Great Sun Tathagata Divine Palm!" Jingli said coldly.

"Ah! Mi! Tuo! Buddha!" ​​The twelve monks proclaimed the name of Buddha again, and raised their palms together.

Within everyone's field of vision, a huge Buddha statue descended from the void again and was pressed out with a palm.

This is the power of moves in the Shenyuan realm, accompanied by illusions.

The stronger the cultivation level, the more real the illusion becomes.

"Poof!" Gu Xinxian didn't wait for the golden palm to come to him, and he sprayed out a blood arrow first, and sprayed it on the Thunder God Sword.

"Buzz..." The blue light of the Thunder God Sword turned into purple light, like lightning.

The next moment, he turned into a ray of purple light and flew away through the air, so fast that no one had time to react.

Although Fakong's cultivation level was the lowest, his reaction was the fastest. He shouted again: "Ding!"

The purple light slowed down and Gu Xinxian's figure appeared.

The palm of the Great Sun Tathagata fluttered away.

"Bang!" Gu Xinxian staggered and received another palm from the Great Sun Tathagata.

"Great Sun Tathagata Divine Palm!" Jingli shouted.

"Ah! Mi! Tuo! Buddha!" ​​The twelve monks once again proclaimed the name of Buddha and raised their palms together.

Jingli and Chengxu pounced on Gu Xinxian at the same time.

The movements of the two were strange and strange, comparable to the changes in Mingyue Temple, and Gu Xinxian was slapped hard for more than a dozen times.

He spurted another blood arrow onto the Thunder God Sword, and the Thunder God Sword soared with purple flames as if it were burning.

Fakong shouted softly: "Ding!"

However, the purple light suddenly surged, directly breaking the immobilizing spell.

The skyrocketing purple light suddenly retreated, turning into a ray of purple light and carrying Gu Xinxian through the air. The Great Sun Tathagata's divine palm floated away, chasing after her.

In the blink of an eye, the shadow was gone.

"Damn it!" Chengxu punched the ground.

"Bang!" A deep pit.

He felt extremely useless. There were so many top masters but no one could be left behind.

His combat power was so amazing, and with the help of Asura's magic, he was invincible in the same realm, but he couldn't break the guy's protective aura. It was simply outrageous!