The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

There was no wind at all on the sea, but people on the shore felt an extremely powerful pressure coming from the sea, making them breathless.

But the ground beneath our feet seemed to be sinking, as if the entire Kowloon Island was about to sink to the bottom of the sea.

The giant sun grew bigger and bigger, almost occupying the entire sky.

In the center of the giant sun is the shadow of an angel with its wings spread out.

"There is really a god!"

Almost everyone thought so, except Li Muchen.

Everyone can sense that this time it is definitely not an illusion.

Angels really came to earth with the wrath of God!

As master masters, Ji Guanglai and Ning Fengquan also felt endless pressure at this moment.

They don't believe in gods, and prefer to believe that this is something similar to a martial spirit, but it is much more powerful than the martial spirit he knows.

Especially Ji Guanglai, his cultivation level is also on the edge of martial arts. If there is a chance, it will only take one or two years to develop martial arts. But the martial spirit was so small compared to this angel-like guy that Ji Guanglai now doubted whether there was any point in cultivating the martial spirit.

Ning Fengquan had seen the out-of-body martial arts spirits of He Changchun and Liu Jinsheng at the martial arts conference, and even saw Banpu Zhiliang's sword slash that could kill several great masters in an instant. But that kind of coercion is still far behind compared to the thing in front of me. I wonder if the sword in the void that Li Muchen later used to kill Banpu Zhiliang can break this power?

Thinking of Li Muchen, he felt a little relaxed. In the current situation, we can only place our hopes on Li Muchen.

Ning Fengquan wanted to look back and take a look at Li Muchen's expression to judge the situation at the moment.

But he suddenly found that he could not take his eyes away from the angel in the giant sun. That thing seems to be really magical and can attract people's souls.

The giant sun soars in the sky, and the angels float quietly.

Suddenly, she flapped her wings.

A red gust of wind rolled up from the sea, and huge waves surged into the sky.

People watched the huge waves coming from the sea, and the top of the waves was burning with blazing red flames.

What was just the pressure of suffocation before was now the fear of death, as if I saw the roar of sea beasts and the wrath of God.

One is reminded of the words of James:

"If God is unhappy, he will let fire burn the world, and the world will become hell."

Now, here comes the tsunami with fire!

Li Muchen looked at the shadow of the angel in the distance and frowned slightly.

He didn't expect that the other party had such a master.

Western magic, dominated by summoning and descending miracles, has its own origin and sublimity. If it can be used in the right way, it can stand tall in Daolin.

However, the art of summoning does not require one's own practice, is easy to obtain, and has great backlash, so it is easy to go astray and think of yourself as a god.

This is obviously the case with the Sun Holy Cult.

The angel who came to the sun today belonged to the high level of summoning.

Of course Li Muchen is not afraid of her.

But just to save a James, and James was just preaching on Kowloon Island, such an angel-level master was actually dispatched.

How many such experts are there in the Sun Religion?

And since they want to touch China's Xuanmen, how many masters will be sent to China?

Li Muchen felt a little headache about this sect. Because believers are implanted with the art of faith, it is difficult to access their secrets. Western sorcerers, on the other hand, do not practice themselves, but only rely on summons. They are no different from ordinary people in the crowd, and it is difficult to find them when they are hiding.

It seems that I need to contact my senior sister. I wonder if she has made any discoveries or progress on the other side of the ocean.

And what happens to Taoist Priest Jin Sanmu of Baiyunguan now?

Li Muchen stared at the angel in the giant sun, and there was a black sword beside him. On the sword body, sword energy lingered, and there were faint spells flashing.

Huge waves came, and the flames on the waves were like dancing snakes, about to pounce on the coast.

Li Muchen opened his arms, made a virtual hugging gesture, and pushed forward.

The turbulent waves seemed to be hit by an invisible wall, rolled back with a bang, and collided with the subsequent waves, soaring into the sky, forming a huge wave hundreds of meters high in front of the coast.

The Seraph over there froze, as if she didn't expect anyone to be able to block the tsunami fanned by her wings.

Then, the wings flapped harder, whipping up gusts of wind.

Li Muchen blocked a heavy wave and was about to use Xuanming Sword Qi when he suddenly heard a long roar coming from the south.

The whistle resounded across the sky, dense and long.

As soon as people heard this whistle, they suddenly felt that their chests opened up, their breath was relaxed and their spirits were clear, and the world also opened up. The suffocating and oppressive feeling just now disappeared instantly.

Ning Fengquan on the boat and Ji Guanglai on the shore all looked happy at the same time and exclaimed: "It's the eldest brother! The eldest brother is about to leave the quarantine!"

Li Muchen was about to use the Xuan Ming Sword Technique when he heard the whistle and stopped and looked south.

The whistling gradually stopped, and a misty voice was heard coming from the sea in the south:

"What kind of evildoer dares to invade our eastern boundary of Kunlun!"

Then, a white light shot into the sky.

The islanders didn't know what it was, but Li Muchen could see clearly that it was a sword energy.

The sword intention is condensed with powerful murderous intent.

The sword light rushed towards the east, and wherever it passed, the sea and sky were eclipsed.

The clouds parted, and the water parted.

In the blink of an eye, the sword energy crossed the vast ocean, stabbed the angel with spread wings, and plunged into the giant sun without losing its momentum.

The huge sun burst into flames, filling the sky and sea with fire.

The few ships that the Westerners came with were all engulfed in fire.

There was only a sea of ​​fire in people's eyes.

No one knows what is happening in the depths of the sea of ​​fire.

Suddenly, the fire seemed to be restrained by something, and suddenly gathered together, and suddenly sank into the sea.

The sky and ocean returned to their original appearance, calm and peaceful, with only the sea breeze caressing the sea surface and pushing out layers of fine waves.

A ray of white light flew back against the sea, stopped in front of the pier, turned into a man in white, and floated down.

"Big Island Master! It's the Big Island Master!"

The person who recognized it first shouted in surprise.

"Congratulations, brother, for coming out of confinement!" Ji Guanglai and Ning Fengquan bowed in joy.

"Welcome the big island owner to come out!" The islanders on the coast cheered in unison.

Lu Jingshan, the leader of Kowloon Island, is like a king returning, accepting the cheers of his people.

Lu Jingshan looked around with a smile on his face, and finally his eyes rested on Li Muchen, and asked: "Did you just block that evildoer's wave of waves?"

Li Muchen did not avoid Lu Jingshan's gaze, stared at him closely, and asked: "I have never seen you, how come you know the Kunlun Ten Thousand Immortals Sword Technique?"