Jiayou's Fun

When Jian Wuming started chasing the three girls, Shenzui in the quiet room suddenly raised his head and shouted softly: "Those three little girls of yours are in trouble."

"Outside the city, due north, twelve miles away, go quickly!"

Shenzui majored in the exercises of the Mahavakra Temple, and minored in many magical powers and secret techniques from other Buddhist sects. He was one of the few great wise men in Buddhism, and his magical powers had reached the level of being understood by the gods.

After meeting the three women, they had some kind of 'karma' and 'involvement' with him.

When the three women encountered trouble, Shen Zui immediately felt something in his heart, and on a whim, he 'perceived' the location where they encountered trouble.

Lu Qian rushed out of the quiet room without saying a word, looked to the north, and then jumped up suddenly.

With a loud "boom", Lu Qian was like a giant flea, soaring straight into the sky. He used too much force with his feet, and blasted a large crater with a diameter of several feet directly at the door of the quiet room, and the huge force vibrated. The pit is still spreading rapidly in all directions.

Several fat monks from the Great Vajra Temple who were guarding the door of the quiet room pressed their hands, and a large golden light spilled out, sealing the rapidly spreading pit. The golden light shimmered, and the soil surged, filling the pit bit by bit.

Lu Qian jumped thousands of feet into the sky with just a snap of his fingers. His eyes glowed with golden light. He glanced towards the north, swayed his body, and punched diagonally upward behind him.

There was another loud bang of thunder, and Lu Qian smashed the air in a radius of more than ten miles with a punch. A ball of white air exploded. His body was affected by the force of the explosion, and a white line was brought up, quickly shuttled through the void, towards Swooping down somewhere north of the city.

Lu Qian's power is too powerful.

He dived too fast.

With just a 'chi-la' sound, his clothes started to smoke and catch fire during the high-speed friction, and burned into a ball of green smoke that floated away.

Lu Qian cursed angrily in his busy schedule, and the diamond armor flew out from Beiming Ring and quickly covered his body.

The sword light of more than a hundred Amituo Sword Sect disciples illuminated the void and fell towards the three Qingyou girls.

Qingyou, Qing Ning, and Qing Meng looked at the magnificent transformed sword light that filled the sky, and shouted softly at the same time. Three green sword rainbows were connected end to end, and according to the three directions, they faced the sword light above their heads head-on.

In the handwritten notes of the ancestors of Qinglin Sword Pavilion, there are of course the ancestral precepts of "keeping the green mountains alive", but there are also ancestral precepts that teach them - sword cultivators, when faced with a desperate situation, should not bow their heads and admit defeat, but should draw their swords and rise to face death. superior!

A true swordsman always has that hard and upright spirit in his bones.

Xiao Sancai Sword Formation, this is the only sword formation that can be set up among the sword formations passed down by the family in Qinglin Sword Pavilion, because their Qinglin Sword Pavilion only has three Qinglin Swords left in their ancestral flying swords.

Three sword lights flew in circles, and the sword intent soared by 60% out of thin air.

But facing the joint attack of more than a hundred kendo masters who took the form of sword light, Qingyou's face turned pale. She knew that she and her two sisters would never be able to stop it.

And these disciples of the Amitabha Sword Sect gave her a very bad feeling.

The opponent's sword light is brilliant, but their sword intention and sword heart are evil and extreme, and they have gone astray in the way of swordsmanship. Their inheritance of sword art is good, but if the people who control the sword have entered the evil way, then... they are the first-class evil demons!

The sky filled with sword light fell, and a burly figure suddenly stood in front of the three Qingyou girls.

Qing Ning and Qing Meng cheered in unison.

Qingyou shouted in shock: "Brother Lu, be careful!"

The disciples of the Amitabha Sword Sect roared in unison, spurting out sword essence, prompting the sword light to strike down even more swiftly and fiercely.

They are all in the Fire Realm.

Most of them are at the peak of the Fire Realm.

A small part is half-step planting golden lotus.

This is also the ultimate level of foreign monks that the Holy Heaven can accommodate today!

They sensed from Lu Qian's aura that he was in the Fire Realm. He had strong mana fluctuations in his body and strong essence and blood. However, he did not have the introverted soul of Zhong Jinlian, which contained all the energy, energy, and mana fluctuations. A sense of unpredictability.

They laughed in unison, as if they saw Lu Qian being chopped into pieces.

More than a hundred people at the peak of the Fire Realm and half-step golden lotuses besieged an indigenous monk in the Fire Realm... This scene was very cruel, but they liked it very much!

Lu Qian swooped down from high altitude.

When he was about to land, a cloud of water rose beneath his feet, blocking his flying body.

The water clouds exploded, turning into gusts of wind that roared in front of him. The fine gusts of wind and the sword light collided together, and the sound of "clang" could be heard endlessly. The sword lights were torn into pieces, and each of the Amitabha Swords Zong's disciples vomited blood.

The Gangfeng continued to move forward with a terrifying loud noise. Dozens of Amitabha Sword Sect disciples were unable to dodge and were hit by the Gangfeng. They were blown into pieces and exploded into blood mist on the spot.

Lu Qian himself is not that important.

But the diamond armor on his body weighs an elephant!

The water clouds he used to rise up with his magic forcefully blocked the momentum of Lu Qian's flying and falling from high altitude. All the potential energy was converted into terrifying kinetic energy by Lu Qian, which turned into strong wind and shot forward.

The weight of an image, coupled with the high speed at which Lu Qian swooped down from high altitude, was such a terrifying energy.

With waves of strong wind flying around, the sword light of the disciples of the Amitabha Sword Sect was like being hit by a heavy punch with the force of several elephants.

Pity these disciples of the Amitabha Sword Sect. Their skills are almost as different as those of Xie Fugui's Demon Puppet Sect. They only ignite more than 20 orifice furnaces. Their physical functions are only two or three in the fierce fire realm. Bailong's level.

The level of Amitabha Sword Sect's inner sect's true technique is almost the same as the complete version of "Dragon-Tiger Vajra Body" of the Great Vajra Temple.

However, the Great Vajra Temple specializes in Buddhist body cultivation, which emphasizes a strong body and powerful strength. Those who cultivate it are all fat and strong monks.

The Amitabha Sword Sect's techniques nourish the spirit, nourish the energy, and warm the sword essence.

Their exercises are definitely not as good at tempering the body as the complete version of the Dragon-Tiger Vajra Body of the Great Vajra Temple, and it is impossible to reach the level of the power of a thousand dragons in the perfection state of the "Dragon-Tiger Vajra Body".

That is to say, sword cultivators, they still value the body.

Replaced by the formation masters of the Xuanji Sect, the Talisman Masters of the Tianfu Sect, and the puppet masters of the Demon Puppet Sect. They pay more attention to the training of the soul. When they are in the Fiery Realm, their physical bodies can have the power of a hundred dragons. , even if it is very good.

So... in the face of Lu Qian's terrifying and deliberately stirred up wind, dozens of Amitabha Sword Sect disciples died miserably.

In Lu Qian's mind, the enhanced version of the exercises deduced from the three-eyed figure, combined with the initiation and training of the old monks at the expense of the gods, finally created a terrifying monster in the fire realm!

With Lu Qian's current physical strength, I am afraid that he can bear the power of growing a golden lotus, or even a powerful monk at a higher level!

A mere fire realm...

"You are so weak!"

Lu Qian roared in a low voice: "Who gave you the courage to attack my people on my territory?"

On the surface of Lu Qian's body, blue wind patterns lit up.

The power of the wind was injected into the diamond armor, and cyan wind patterns flashed on the five diamond reliefs.

Lu Qian's speed became extremely fast.

He wore heavy armor that weighed an elephant, but his speed became slightly faster than the sword light of the disciples of the Amitabha Sword Sect.

He was like a mountain rushing with lightning, and with a terrifying 'rumbling' sound that broke through the air, he crashed towards the disciples of the Amitabha Sword Sect.

No magical powers.

There are no moves.

He just ran into it so brutally, arrogantly, and rampantly.

The sword rays fell on the heavy armor, and the sword rays were smashed into pieces. Each of the disciples of the Amitabha Sword Sect vomited blood. Lu Qian hit their chests with his shoulder, forcefully knocking them to pieces. , exploding into a large ball of blood mist.

"This is too bullying!" Qing Ning and Qing Meng put away the light of their swords. They squatted on the ground, holding their chins with both hands, and watched Lu Qian flying around in the sky with their heads.

"Really, it's very bullying." Qingyou sighed: "I remembered that when I was seven years old, the little cub of the mountain guard dog raised by my eldest cousin was ignorant and bit him secretly from behind. Dad's big green cock's hind hoof... ended up being kicked... It's so miserable, so miserable!"

A huge exotic horse weighing several kilograms gave a puppy a hard kick!

Tsk, what Lu Qian is doing now is quite similar to the sad scene Qingyou saw back then...

However, the little puppy was finally rescued after emergency rescue.

And these disciples of the Amitabha Sword Sect...

There were constant popping sounds, and they didn't even have a chance to save him.

More than a hundred disciples of the Amitabha Sword Sect were slaughtered in an instant, leaving only two young men who were half-stepping to plant golden lotuses. They fell to their knees shivering and lowered their heads, not daring to look at Lu Qian.

Lu Qian stopped and stood in front of the two of them, his feet suspended half an inch off the ground.

"Tell me your identities and origins... well, hand over the storage ring or something first."

Lu Qian spread his big hands.

To the south, in the direction of Wuzhou City, high-pitched alarm bells could be heard, and streaks of bloody flames and wolf smoke shot straight into the sky. The roars of the eighteen great monks who came to Wuzhou City with Shenzui could be heard: "I, the Buddha, are merciful to you. Why do evil demons and heretics come?"

Lu Qian raised his eyebrows.

This statement is very Buddhist. No matter who the other party is, first label him as a ‘devil heretic’. Lu Qian inexplicably fell in love with this approach.

He gently poked the two disciples of the Amitabha Sword Sect with one finger, directly smashing their sword essence condensed in the furnace of several acupoints between the heart and lungs, causing the two of them to vomit blood and faint and fall to the ground.

"Qingyou, please take these two guys back... You should also pack up those storage rings on the ground and the flying swords that have not been smashed. They are all good things!"

Lu Qian nodded towards the three Qingyou girls, then took a sudden step forward, stepped on the water clouds, and brought a stream of smoke straight towards the south wall of Wuzhou City.

The big parrot flew high above Lu Qian's head.

The rabbit brought up a silver light, and its running speed was not much slower than Lu Qian's cloud light.

On the south wall of Wuzhou City, twelve fat monks carried Zen staffs and stood at the gate of the city gate with their chests exposed. They stared with wide eyes at the disciples of the three sects of Demon Puppet Sect, Tianfu Sect, and Xuanji Sect, who were approaching little by little. .

In the metal city of the Demon Puppet Sect, a young man in red shouted sternly: "Stop talking nonsense and hand over our people first, otherwise, we will break through the city and kill you, leaving no one behind."