[Thunderbolt] The dragon sings for Qinghua

If the Buddhist sword made him afraid, the appearance of Jianzi made him fall short, but he didn't hold back Jianzi's palm that day. Even if Jianzi is standing here now, he can be sure that Jianzi's martial arts will not be as good as before. After all, the time interval is not enough for him to fully recover, so he can get away even if he is invincible, but now there is another Shulou Longsu, and the peaks are all out. He knows that they will not let him go today. .

Jianzi is not in the mood to pay attention to the Buddha Sword and Long Su at the moment, his eyes are fixed on the sword in Sheng Zong's hand, and he feels that the anger in his heart is getting hotter and hotter: "Look at this sword again, I am more sure that you It is the murderer who robbed Lan Ruojing and murdered countless people, the body of the double-pole heart source. My friend! You are truly unforgivable!"

Jianzi's rare anger made Buddha Jian look sideways. When he learned about the proud laughing world, he had turned against Long Su, but he didn't see any anger on Jianzi's face, but at this moment, the anger was so obvious.

Long Su shook his fan with a face that had nothing to do with him. He didn't notice Jian Zi's anger. He never paid attention to things that had nothing to do with him. What's more, in his opinion, this anger was completely tantamount to waste. Why?

Sure enough, Sheng Zong looked at Jianzi and laughed suddenly: "It's too late to understand now."

Jianzi turned back and then smiled angrily and looked at Fojian: "Fojian, someone lifted the table for you, what do you say?"

The Buddha sword paused, and stood up slowly: "Killing is to protect life, and cutting karma is not killing people." At the same time, he raised his hand, and the Buddha's seal came out behind him. Only Long Su stood leisurely holding the palace fan.

"Long Su, since you're here, why don't you join in the fun?"

It's excitement, not help, as if Shengzong is a clown now, coming to relieve their boredom at the peak of the three religions. Immediately, anger flashed across Shengzong's face, and then he sneered. The soldiers and guards came out in response, holding the wishful dharma in their hands, and the icy dew of the Holy Trace Finger holding the sword in his hand fell on the tip of the sword: "Scattering lotus."

"Swords and shadows abound."

"Dust Lotus Peak."

The peak's two swords fought against the Wuyi sword, and the three masters did their best. Suddenly, sand, rocks, grass and trees were all destroyed, and the glazed fairyland was devastated.

Sheng Zong's evil guards are formidable and formidable, but Jian Zi and Buddha Sword cleverly outwitted the opponent, and the offensive and defensive changes of the two sides were in perfect harmony.

"Jiuhua reflects a thousand flowers."

The moves of the holy trace have changed again, the Jiuhua sword uses the strength of the weapon and the power of the internal force, the main attacking sword moves around the body, one move of the fairy shadow floats, one transforms into two, two transforms into four, and the four swords penetrate through Jiuhua The sword move, the guardian Buddha sword, the burning lotus, then came out as the Austrian aid, the sword qi charged each other, and under the stream of swords, when the three of them injured their hands, the holy trace was gradually forced out of the glazed fairyland.

Stabilizing his receding figure, a bloody smile appeared on Sheng Zong's increasingly ruthless face: "This is your own invitation to death!" With a long shout, he condensed his energy on the sword and almost used all his skills: "Holy Wu remains."

Jianzi wanted to cheer up, but he couldn't help but feel a pain in his chest, and the blood that could no longer be suppressed in his throat spurted out from his mouth: "Long Su, do you still want to watch a play this time?"

With a gentle chuckle, a powerful air current reappeared on the scene: "The world is windy."

"One thousand truths are destroyed." The timing of the Buddha sword was also just right.

Jianzi suppressed the internal injury and then raised the inner essence: "Unparalleled under heaven."

The three religions are innately recruited into one pattern, complementing each other, and merging with each other. Sheng Wuji alone challenged the power of the three, and their sword qi clashed. The courtyard was also destroyed on the spot at this time.

Amidst the dust and blood in the sky, Sheng Zong screamed and was knocked out of the Glazed Wonderland.