Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 679 Lingshan VS Dynasty!

  Zhang Jing nodded slightly and said:

"allow!"

  Lv Feng first got the order, and the blood in his body instantly fused with the 20,000 soldiers of the Shenwu Army.

   "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

   Twenty thousand warriors of the martial arts army roared at the same time.

   Behind Lu Fengxian, a faint phantom of a demon **** suddenly condensed, just like the phantom of a demon **** condensed by Xue Ning.

   It's just that at that time, Xue Ning was in the realm of virtual form, condensed by his own mighty power.

   Now, Lu Fengxian is the phantom of the demon **** condensed with the power of blood and blood, fused with 20,000 soldiers.

   "Wu Shuang!"

Lu Fengxian summoned the terrifying halberd, which was hundreds of feet tall, instantly shrunk to a hundred feet in size, and was held in the hands of the demon **** phantom. With a wave of the halberd, the demon **** phantom slammed towards the thousand-foot Buddha Xu covering the Lingshan Mountain. film.

   "Boom!"

  The two confronted each other with a bang, and the huge Buddha's palm was directly cut off by the halberd.

  Inside the Lingshan Mountain, a Primordial Spirit Venerable who controlled the formation turned pale and was greatly shocked.

  The knives, spears, swords, and axes gathered by the other four battle formations did not stop, and they drew blood and attacked the Buddha.

   "Boom! Boom! Boom!"

  The terrifying sound that resounded through the heaven and earth was like a thunderbolt destroying the world, the void rumbled and exploded, and the vitality of the heaven and earth around thousands of miles was instantly stirred.

   "I didn't expect the Daewoo Dynasty to have such strength!"

   "Five battles! How is this possible!"

   "During the Battle of Beiyan, we could barely gather two battle formations."

   "The slaves of the two surnames who killed their fathers and sought glory, relying on the battle formation, have real combat power!"

   Tens of thousands of miles away, a celestial man with great power passed down to the world was shocked and inexplicably discussed.

  They were the people who came to watch the excitement. The dispute between Lingshan and Daewoo had already spread all over the world, and many people felt itchy.

  They originally thought that the really wonderful fight should be the battle between Daewoo Dynasty Zhang Jing and Lingshan Half-Step True Immortal Sacred Heart Buddha, but they didn't expect to have such power just at the beginning of the battle.

   One hundred thousand troops!

  Gathering the five battle formations, the power is comparable to the top power of the five primordial gods.

  In the rivers and lakes, although because of the birth of the list of immortals, only those who manifest sages and powers can be called the most powerful, but the powers of the primordial spirit and dharma level still have a strong influence.

   These five battle formations are equivalent to the sudden addition of five primordial gods to the Daewoo court, which cannot be taken lightly by any force.

   "The Sword Emperor actually followed Zhang Jing." Someone exclaimed.

   "Damn it! The Sword Emperor is so spineless, what about the courage of the swordsman who would rather bend than bend? Why has he become a running dog of the imperial court!"

   "Counting the Sword Emperor, the Daewoo Dynasty actually has three strongest people on the list of immortals, and more than ten powerful fighters!"

   "Lingshan's big formation is almost unable to hold on to the people of Lingshan? Why don't you dare to fight?"

   "Didn't it be said that the people from Lingshan picked it first? Why is that so?"

   "Could it be that the Sacred Heart Buddha, who is half a step into the realm of true immortality, is not sure about defeating Zhang Jing?"

   In the void, tremors continued.

  The sound transmissions seemed a little urgent.

   And at this moment in Lingshan.

  The Venerable Sacred Heart appeared in the form of the soul, and at first glance he was no different from a real person.

   Under him, the Venerable Three Burials and the Venerable Guangming of the Liuli Treasure Temple stood in the front.

  Besides that, there are four other great powers, two old monks who are dying of old age, and a middle-aged monk in a big red cassock with beards all over his face.

   There is another person who is slightly younger than the others.

  Among the four people, the two old monks who are getting old are the last big cards of Lingshan. Their lifespan has reached nearly 600 years, and they will be closed in the secret realm for nearly 100 years to prevent the loss of vitality.

  According to outside rumors, these two people have passed away, but only Sanbu and a few high-level officials of Lingshan know that they have not died yet.

  Locking the vitality, it is almost a living dead, and it can be delayed for another ten years.

   Now that the Lingshan catastrophe has come, it's time for them to warm up.

  Based on this calculation, the strength of Lingshan definitely belongs to the strongest group in the world, one is a half-step true immortal, one is a veteran manifester, and four are powerful in the realm of primordial gods.

  However, it should be counted as three now, because Misery has died in Shangjing.

  As for the middle-aged monk in the red cassock, he was a casual Buddhist monk in the rivers and lakes. He had received the favor of Lingshan and had a very close relationship. He came to Lingshan without hesitation when he received a letter from Lingshan.

  The last young monk is the Primordial Spirit of Liuli Temple.

  Counting the person who controls the formation, Lingshan already has eight celestial beings.

   and Zhang Jing are just siblings.

  The leader of Buddhism and Taoism that has been passed down for thousands of years is still very strong.

  If the Jinlian Monastery had not been destroyed, it would have sent powerful people to help. This is the appeal of Lingshan.

   "The big formation is about to break, let's meet this mighty Zhang Jing." The Buddha of the Sacred Heart slowly opened his eyes, and a bloodstain flashed across his eyes.

   "Amitabha!"

   "good"

   "Respect the Holy Buddha's Dharma."

  Beyond Lingshan.

  The confrontation of the big formation has also reached the final moment. Since Lu Fengxian personally entered the battle, Lingshan's mountain protection formation has been at an absolute disadvantage.

   "Boom!"

With a loud bang piercing the sky, Lu Fengxian's Fang Tian painted halberd condensed with Qi and blood smashed on the head of Qianzhang Buddha, and a long spear condensed with blood also took the opportunity to stab Buddha in the chest. .

  The void is silent, as if frozen.

next moment,

  The phantom of the thousand-foot Buddha suddenly shattered, and the celestial beings who controlled the formation in the Lingshan Mountain felt their primordial spirit dim, and they were severely injured!

   "The formation is broken!"

   "The domestic slaves of the two surnames are extremely powerful."

   "Where are the people from Lingshan? They must have run away."

"Um?"

   Zhang Jing's expression froze, and he sensed that something was wrong, and his body instantly melted into the void and left the place.

   Just as Zhang Jing got away, there was a sense of tearing in the void, and a whitish hand protruded out of the void, and it seemed that the target was Zhang Jing.

  Jianhuang and Baihong frowned, with the two holy swords guarding their bodies, they stared straight at the person who was about to come out.

   "Amitabha. Your majesty's divine sense was able to detect the existence of the poor monk. You really deserve to be ranked eleventh on the list of immortals. You are half a step below the realm of true immortals. You should be respected!"

  The Sacred Heart Buddha stepped out of the void with a smile on his face.

   Zhang Jing appeared in another direction instantly, holding a palm-sized divine clock in his hand, glanced at the Sacred Heart Buddha solemnly, and snorted coldly:

   "What kind of **** is a half-step true immortal, but it is only in the realm of manifesting sages. How dare you pretend to be a half-step true immortal."

   "Hehe. Your Majesty is indeed a strong person. But you have to know that this is all based on strength, and it is not a skill to use words."

  The Sacred Heart Buddha is neither humble nor overbearing, with a calm expression.

   "Jianghuang. Is your Jiange going to be an enemy of my Lingshan? Don't forget that it was not only my Lingshan that Zhang Jing forced back, your Jiange also suffered losses."

   "You are now helping the evildoers. After Zhang Jing solves Lingshan, the first thing to solve is Jiange Mo. You will regret it later."

   Behind the Venerable Three Burials, there was a faint golden circle of light, and he came out of the void as if sacred. Behind him, the Venerable Guangming of the Liuli Treasure Cha, also came out with a calm face holding a nine-ringed tin rod of the magic weapon.

   "Grandmaster Three Burial may have misunderstood that Jiange has surrendered to the dynasty, and now it is the state religion of the Daewoo Dynasty, and I am also one of the national teachers. It is Jiange's duty to contribute to the dynasty."

   "For the sake of the relationship between our two families, if Lingshan surrenders now, I can also fight for the position of a national religion for Lingshan and become a national teacher of a country. Wouldn't it be wonderful?"

  The Sword Emperor laughed, and the Zhuxian sword was hanging in front of him, ready to strike at any time.

   "Heng Jiange is lonely now, and has become a court eagle dog. Doesn't it violate the etiquette that swordsmen would rather bend than bend?" Venerable Guangming said lightly.

   "Guangming, you laughed at my Jiange as an eagle dog of the imperial dynasty, so what are you working for Lingshan now? The place where the filth is hidden in Buddhism."

   "Presumptuous!"

  Guangming's eyes were fixed, and he glared at the Sword Emperor.

   "I heard the name of Liuli Treasure Temple earlier, but I haven't fought against it yet. Can Venerable Guangming enlighten me?"

  Bai Hong is dressed in white, the nameless holy sword points to the void, and the long river of sword energy instantly covers the world, and the momentum is endless!

   "Outside the capital, Daewoo's national master cut off heaven and man with a single sword, and the poor monk has admired him for a long time, please!"

  Verun Guangming cast a cold glance at the Sword Emperor, then turned his gaze to Baihong, and lightly moved the nine-ringed tin stick, directly carrying the power of heaven and earth to smash at Baihong.

  Over Lingshan Mountain,

  Five celestial beings, facing the imperial army across the sky, one of them has a pale face, and he is the one who just controlled the formation.

Xiao Jing and Lu Fengxian stood side by side, with serious expressions on their faces. If the five celestial beings walked out of Lingshan, it would not be difficult for them to solve it with their strength, but they faintly merged with Lingshan. Blessing, it is not so simple for them to solve it.

  However, Xiao Jing did not hesitate at all, and directly shouted:

"kill!"

   Immediately, Xiao Jing condensed the Dharma Aspect of Qingshan, and directly blasted at the person opposite.

  The battle at the strongest level, Xiao Jing is no longer involved, and only here can he vent his anger.

   "Kill the thief!"

  General Lu Da held a big halberd and followed closely behind Xiao Jing.

   "Tiger! Tiger! Tiger!"

  The five battle formations roared at the same time, gathering blood and fighting soldiers and rushing towards the monks above Lingshan.

   "Zhuxian Sword Formation, get up!"

  The Zhuxian holy sword hanging in front of the Sword Emperor, transformed into four parts, constantly swallowing sharp sword energy, and with the movement of the Sword Emperor's sword finger, it instantly enveloped Sanbu's body for a thousand feet.

   "My Buddha is merciful!"

  The Venerable Three Burials clasped his hands together and chanted softly.

  A three-headed and six-armed Buddha with a height of hundreds of feet gathers behind the three burials.

  The six arms are executed at the same time, and the Buddha's voice trembles:

   "Burning Heaven!"

  The wrath of the Buddha changed the world!

   The endless sword energy of the Immortal Execution Sword Formation poured on the Buddha's real body, but it seemed that it could not be broken in a short time.

   On the other hand, looking at the real body of the Buddha, most of the sword energy was wiped out with one blow.

  Compared to other people's almost intense fighting, Zhang Jing and Sacred Heart Buddha calmed down strangely.

  (end of this chapter)