Chapter 85 Returning Ten Thousand Swords to the Sect

The idea here has not yet fallen, but the voice sounded there.

"It's him, the face on the Buddha statue must be him!" Someone shouted excitedly.

Wang Sheng raised his head and found that dozens of people dressed as martial arts knights had come nearby and rushed towards him without any scruples.

"Get out!" A thunderclap shouted, but it wasn't Aunt Yan Chixia who shot anyone, a figure completely covered in robes appeared in the air, and swung his sleeves towards the crowd.

Immediately, these martial arts knights seemed to be blown up by a gust of wind without any resistance and then disappeared.

The man turned his head, first stared at Wang Sheng for a while, then at Yan Chixia, and finally at Gushe, then cupped his hands and said, "You really are a fellow Taoist from Kunlun."

Gu She snorted coldly, "Is it Kunlun and what is the difference between you and you?"

The man shook his head, "If it's really Fellow Daoist Kunlun, Pindao turned around and left, why would he want to show off fellow Taoist Kunlun, but on the contrary, that little friend Pindao wants to ask him about something, so maybe Offend fellow Taoist." He didn't mention Yan Chixia at all in his words, but just stared at Gushe.

Gu She looked at him coldly, "Why don't you talk too much about people who hide their heads and show their tails, why don't you come and see for yourself whether Pindao belongs to Kunlun or not!"

Yan Chixia stepped forward suddenly, and he shouted loudly: "Fellow Taoist may not know Yan, but Yan wants to learn the supernatural powers of fellow Taoist."

The man glanced at Yan Chixia, "You are a casual cultivator, it is indeed rare for a casual cultivator to achieve the Dao Golden Elixir, but don't overestimate your capabilities."

Gu She has strange eyes, doesn't this person know that Yan Chixia is a rare swordsman.

Yan Chixia laughed, "Yan is indeed a casual cultivator, not as decent as a fellow Taoist, but Yan has always done things aboveboard, and will never hide his identity like a fellow Taoist."

The man said coldly, "You are really arrogant!" He stretched out his hand and punched Yan Chixia in vain. A huge Dharma image flashed behind him. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he did use the Dharma image with this punch. Power.

'boom! 'The air trembled, this punch seemed to shatter the space, and it seemed to be coming slowly and quickly, and Yan Chixia was entangled by a wave of energy, unable to move or dodge.

Yan Chixia straightened her body, and the sword intent finally appeared in the world, but it shattered the energy surrounding her in an instant, and then he stretched out his hand to point, and a sword energy about ten feet thick had already directly attacked the person.

"Sword Qi! You are a sword cultivator!" The man finally found out, and then shouted in disbelief, while retreating violently.

But he was careless at the beginning and missed the best time to dodge, and the sword energy was extremely fast, appearing in front of him as if teleporting.

'puff! With sword energy coming, one of his arms was neatly cut off, and fell to the ground in a spurt of blood.

"Pindao, remember it!" The man gave Yan Chixia a serious look, and quickly fled back.

Yan Chixia squinted her eyes, but she didn't chase after her. Instead, she looked around and suddenly shouted: "Everyone might as well show up, this kind of hiding is really not in line with everyone's identity."

The voice fell, and after a while, figures slowly appeared around, and the air kept shaking, all of them were masters of the Dao Jindan level, and the surroundings were in a mess entangled by Qi.

Wang Sheng's heart sank slightly, unexpectedly there were seven figures appearing! This number is more than the number at the Songshan Mountains before.

"You didn't see it outside just now." Gushe sneered.

"The two fellow daoists should have the same purpose as us. Why not cooperate? As for that little friend, we just want to ask something and we will never hurt him." An old voice sounded, and he was also wrapped in a robe Can't see face clearly.

Gu She sneered, "What are you cooperating with, to break through the Pure Land together?" She squinted her eyes, "If the poor Taoist is not mistaken, nine out of ten of you present here are disciples of the sect, have you forgotten the oath you made back then?"

The old voice replied: "Fellow Taoist seems to have misunderstood, I just came here to rescue the trapped eminent Buddhist monks, there is absolutely no other intention."

Gu She shook her head, "Why did Shaolin Bald Donkey wait for you to save me? It seems that you have gone crazy for cultivating Taoism, and you will not turn back even if you break your oath."

"Fellow Daoist misunderstood me a lot, but now that the situation is urgent, I will not be polite. I will apologize to Fellow Daoist afterwards." The old voice said again.

As the voice fell, the surrounding figures reached out their hands in tacit agreement. The air was still, and time seemed to stop. This was not an illusion. The leaves on the side were falling slowly, but they were stagnant in mid-air at this time.

"Seal!" With a low shout, a faint light flickered in the hands of the seven monks, and countless great auras intertwined, and a huge colorless seal was directly printed on the three of them.

"Words can be followed!" Gu She exclaimed in surprise, then she pulled Wang Sheng over and used Void Teleport in an instant, but half of the figure disappeared, and the old voice said with fingers, "Lock!"

Suddenly, the space blockade intensified, and Gu She's void teleportation supernatural power stagnated, because the true energy in her body was blocked, her body was pressed like a mountain, unable to move, and it was difficult to speak.

"Open!" At the critical moment, Yan Chixia yelled with difficulty, and countless sword qi formed a storm of sword qi in front of her eyes, instantly drowning those two words. Wang Sheng traveled through the void.

The eyes are blurry, and the eyes are full of gray chaotic atmosphere. Wang Sheng is no stranger to this. He has experienced this kind of space travel many times.

"Fellow Daoist, I've offended you!" Even though he was traveling through the space, the old voice could still hear it.

Gu She's complexion changed, "The void is blocked!" The surrounding chaos turned into a layer of ripples, and the scene in reality slowly emerged. Yan Chixia was ten meters away, and they only moved ten meters!

And around them were familiar figures sitting cross-legged in the void. They were the four formation masters who had blocked Gushe from the outside world. They also held a compass in their hands, and the four rays of light shot straight at Gushe.

"Seal!" With a low shout, the huge Dao characters were finally printed on them, with double seals, Gu She's body was stiff and unable to move.

Yan Chixia who was not far away was also shaken, because the same Tao word also bound him.

"Why are you two obsessed with obsession!" The old man sighed slightly, as if he was very sorry, he looked at Wang Sheng, "Little friend, you might as well follow me to the end." He swept towards Wang Sheng with a flick of his sleeve.

Wang Sheng's body flew towards him uncontrollably, Gu She struggled hard, but couldn't even shake, and Wang Sheng's body was also stiff and unable to resist.

At this time, the familiar shout was still loud, "Wan Jian returns to the sect!"

Yan Chixia's face was ashen, and he struggled with his fingers to pinch out the sword formula.

Immediately, the scabbard hummed behind him, and nine streams of light quickly appeared in the air, and then the sword light continued to split in the air, and in an instant, hundreds of flying swords appeared in the air, all of which were solid, and then carried a strong sword aura Shoot straight at these seven ascetics!