Chapter 95: Longxu Town, the Powerful Force of Pure Warriors
The three pieces of jade in the hands of the black-robed man were apparently obtained by the two Xuandan Palace disciples from Zhang Moyan and the others.
After seeing the three pieces of jade, Chu Tiancheng immediately said excitedly:
"Yes, those three pieces of jade belong to the three of us!"
Zhang Moyan thanked the man in black robe with some excitement:
"Thank you, senior, for proving our innocence!"
The surrounding monks were in an uproar.
They didn't expect that the disciples of Xuandan Palace would actually seduce Yu Jue, the three of them.
When Wei Yixiao, the elder of Xuandan Palace, saw the three pieces of jade in the hands of the black-robed man, he immediately became angry and said:
"Which force sent the four of you to slander my Xuandan Palace again!"
As he spoke, Na Wei Yixiao no longer concealed his aura, and the fluctuations in his aura suddenly spread to the surroundings like huge waves.
Many onlookers were even knocked away by the air wave.
However, the figure of the man in black robe seemed to be nailed to the ground, motionless.
Not only did his figure remain motionless, even the three people Zhang Moyan and Zhang Moyan blocked behind him did not move at all.
Upon seeing this, Na Wei smiled coldly and snorted again:
"No matter how strong your fists and feet are, you are just a martial artist. How can you defeat my Taoist and magical powers!"
After saying this, he raised his sword and shouted loudly:
"Here comes the sword!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "clang" sound, and a sound of swords mixed with the sound of golden shattering suddenly exploded in the world.
At the same time, a huge golden sword shadow suddenly fell through the clouds and fog from the head of the black-robed man.
"boom!……"
Before the sword falls, the momentum has arrived.
The sword force carrying Gengjin sword intent pierced and crushed many houses around the street in an instant. Even the bluestone bricks on the ground were cracked under the sword force.
A monk watching the battle immediately sighed with emotion:
"Elder Wei's Cangyun Sword is indeed worthy of its reputation. That warrior will definitely not be able to defeat him with just his fists and feet!"
At this moment, Wei Yixiao, the elder of Xuandan Palace, stretched out his arm towards Geng Jin Jianying, pressed down suddenly, and said sternly:
"fall!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "boom", and the huge Geng Jin sword shadow fell straight down towards the black-robed man below.
"Bang!"
Just when some people felt pity for the death of this black-robed man with extremely talented martial arts, a group of monks watching the battle were suddenly stunned by the deafening collision sound.
A monk exclaimed:
"How, how is it possible? He actually caught the golden sword shadow with one hand!"
In the middle of the huge open space in front of the teleportation array, the burly man in black robes was not only not killed by Wei Yixiao's sword, but instead relied on his flesh and blood to catch the sword that was more than a hundred feet high with one hand. film.
"Bang!……"
At this moment, the black-robed man's hand that caught the Geng-Gold Sword Shadow suddenly shook it, and actually directly shattered the huge Geng-Gold Sword Shadow.
In an instant, sword energy filled the sky and scattered in all directions. It was so spectacular.
"puff!……"
The moment the Gengjin sword shadow shattered, Wei Yixiao, the elder of Xuandan Palace, vomited blood on the spot.
However, just when everyone thought that Wei Yixiao would give up, the moment he lowered his head, he suddenly activated the divine and fine energy from his fists, then jumped up with a ferocious expression, and directed his palm towards The man in black robe slapped him away and shouted:
"Let's see how long you can hold on!"
Obviously, from Wei Yixiao's point of view, the man in black robe was able to take the sword he just struck just by relying on his strength.
"boom!……"
Just as Wei Yixiao roared and roared, a dazzling palm shadow formed by the energy of Geng Jin suddenly appeared in front of the black-robed man.
From a distance, the palm shadow looks like a mountain, shooting towards the man in black robe.
When the man in black robe faced this palm, he just made a very ordinary punching posture, and then waited for the shadow of the palm to come, and then swung his fist to hit the shadow of the golden palm.
"Rumble, rumble..."
Just when everyone thought that the man's punch was too ordinary, the street suddenly began to tremble violently.
Immediately, a group of monks watching the battle suddenly discovered that the moment the man punched, his punch was like a tsunami that had swallowed up the world.
Just when everyone was oppressed by the fist and had difficulty breathing, and had to use their strength to resist, the fist that originally swallowed up the world actually dissipated in an instant.
However, monks like Zhang Moyan who were watching the fight at close range had already discovered that the black-robed man's punches did not dissipate, but all gathered on his fist.
"Bang!--"
Immediately, in the deafening collision sound, the huge Geng Gold Palm of Xuandan Palace Elder Wei Yixiao suddenly shattered like a huge glass statue.
The next moment, the black-robed man's fist hit the body of Wei Yixiao, the elder of Xuandan Palace.
"Bang!"
Although Wei Yixiao's body flashed with dozens of magic weapons the moment he was hit by this punch, he was still smashed to pieces by the black-robed man's punch with pure martial power.
In the end, the black-robed man's fist hit Na Wei Yixiao's body hard.
"boom!"
Under the golden morning sun, Wei Yixiao, the elder of Xuandan Palace who was hit by this punch, had his robe suddenly shattered and a cloud of blood mist exploded on his body.
But even so, his body was still firmly fixed by the black-robed man's fist, unable to move at all.
"thump!"
It wasn't until the man in black robe withdrew his fist that Wei Yixiao, the elder of Xuandan Palace, fell headlong into a pool of blood.
A cultivator who was most likely still in the shocking realm fell down in front of a martial artist. Many of the cultivators present had never even dreamed of such an achievement.
After all, according to the common sense of cultivation, it is already a consensus that cultivators who reach the realm of transformation are better than pure martial artists.
"Cough...cough cough cough..."
At this time, under the horrified gazes of everyone, Wei Yixiao, the elder of Xuandan Palace, suddenly coughed and slowly got up from the pool of blood.
After everyone saw that Wei Yixiao was still able to get up after suffering such a severe injury, they couldn't help but marvel at the depth of Wei Yixiao's true energy.
However, the more powerful Wei Yixiao was, the more incredible he was able to bring out the martial artist in front of him.
"You, you, you... what kind of force were you sent to disrupt our Xuandan Palace Dragon-Slaying Association?"
Elder Wei Yixiao looked up at the man in black robes fiercely.
The man in black robe shook his head calmly and said:
"At this time, you are still thinking of labeling us as a troublemaker to the Dragon Slaying Society. It seems that you are a born bad guy."
When he said this, the man in black robe stepped heavily on Na Wei Yixiao's left arm.
"Crack!"
Just when everyone was wondering why the man in black robe still wanted to attack Wei Yixiao, who had no power to fight back, a jade tablet burning with flames slipped from Na Wei Yixiao's hand and broke into pieces.
Seeing this, a monk exclaimed:
"This Wei Yixiao actually plans to die with that man!"
Only then did everyone realize that Na Wei Yixiao had actually used his sect's jade token that monks used to explode their bodies on the battlefield.
"boom!……"
And at this moment, a long knife suddenly fell straight down from the sky with a strong sword light, and was inserted right between the man in black robe and Na Wei Yixiao.
The ferocious sword energy turned into the violent wind, pushing the man in black robe away.
Immediately afterwards, a rough and murderous voice was heard, roaring like thunder:
"How dare you, Fang Xiaoxiao, hurt me, the elder of Xuandan Palace? Li Yunxiao of Tianshuang Hall is here, don't be so presumptuous!"
As he finished speaking, a man who looked like a middle-aged Confucian scholar fell from the sky and hit the ground heavily.
Immediately after, those who fell to the ground were an old man with gray hair and a young monk who looked like a handsome scholar.
At this time, Zhu Ti and Tian Qi returned here with their seriously injured bodies.
After seeing the three people falling from the sky, they immediately seemed to have met a savior and shouted with tears of joy:
"Master Yunxiao, Elder Niu, Senior Brother Fu Liu!!"
"Fortunately, you arrived in time, otherwise Elder Wei would have died under this thief's plot!"