Chapter 665

So in an instant, thousands of bamboos wrapped the smiling face Buddha in the center, like an iron bucket. You can't see the scene clearly from the outside, but you can only hear the sound of the blade cutting on the bamboos, bang bang, like thunder.

Seeing this, everyone took a cold breath. Ten thousand swords were really powerful. This time, it seems that Xiaomian Buddha has no chance to live.

The seven sons of Jianzong looked at master one after another. They saw that his face was turning pale from red to white. There were big beads of sweat deep in his forehead and his teeth were clenched. Obviously, this was the most important moment.

They also clenched their fists, hoping to rush up to help Shifu, but obviously they couldn't help this battle, so they could only pray for Shifu in silence.

"Younger martial brother, this time the smiling Buddha must be finished." Jian three said to Jian seven.

Because Jianqi is the most powerful among the martial brothers, and its natural insight and eyesight are also the best. Other people can't see through the situation completely, so they put their hopes on Jianqi.

Jian Qi looks dignified. His eyes stare at the smiling Buddha surrounded by green bamboo. The corner of his mouth twitches, but he doesn't say anything.

Other people understand, immediately the heart is hanging again, sword seven don't say that the current situation may not be completely beneficial to the sword God.

"Master may not be able to support it." Jian Qi's voice trembled.

The other brothers exclaimed, and their hearts were tied together. They held their breath, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

Ning fan also looked at Jianshen. He agreed with Jianqi, because from Jianshen's trembling fingers and pale cheeks, we can see how painful and difficult he was.

But now they are fighting, and he can't rush to help, because that will produce unexpected results. A little carelessness may make the sword God bear the power of backfire.

Wanjian Guizong is so powerful that its power of backfire is also terrible, so now we have to place our hope on the sword God himself.

The sound of thunder and explosion is still continuous. The bamboo is like a sword, and the siege is like an iron bucket.

Surrounded by, the vibration does not stop, and the green bamboo after another, the front was cut off and destroyed, then followed by the ground immediately fill, a steady stream.

In a twinkling, the center of the sword forest has become a flat bottom, and the green bamboo has disappeared, leaving only small pits.

All of a sudden——

Boom!

Shaking heaven and earth, all the bamboo leaves expand rapidly, and then turn their heads outward.

Whizzing, whizzing

It was as if countless swords were plunging into the air, and the bamboos outside the sword forest were completely cut off. The sword God was the first to bear the brunt, and became the target of public criticism. Countless bamboos shot at him.

The sword God didn't move. With a wave of his right hand, Cangzhu seemed to have been given a body immobilization curse. The fierce attack stopped suddenly, and then fell to the ground one after another.

At this moment, the smiling Buddha's real body appears again. His face is black and terrible. A sneer at the corner of his mouth has turned into a ferocious color, and a touch of dark red blood is hanging at the corner of his mouth.

The breath of Xiaomian Buddha is obviously weak. The wanjian Guizong who destroys the heaven and the earth finally makes Xiaomian Buddha suffer a lot.

Poof!

He shook his body for a while, and then he burst out a big mouthful of blood. His face became more and more gloomy, and he really turned into ink.

Click!

Yaodao village is inserted into the ground, supporting the smiling Buddha's body, did not let him fall to the ground. The light of holy lotus in his eyes has faded, and the holy lotus on the surface of the magic knife has disappeared completely.

He gasped heavily, looked up at the sword God, and said word by word: "ten thousand swords belong to the clan, which is extraordinary."

People can't help but look forward to and excited!

But before they could be happy for a while, the sword God's throat stirred, and then a mouthful of blood shot out. His eyes immediately faltered, and his face became as pale as white paper.

"Master!" The seven sons of Jianzong were so shocked that they started to scream one after another and ejected quickly.

But some people are faster than them, as light as a swallow. See a shadow of a flash, sword God next to a slender figure - Ling month, holding the shaky sword God.

The sword God raised his eyes and put on a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth. Then he coughed fiercely and his breath vibrated.

"How are you?" Ling Yue asked anxiously. Just now, seeing the appearance of the sword God, she was in a tight mood, and then almost subconsciously ejected, holding the sword God.

This series of actions are not thought by the brain at all, just like an instinctive reaction. At this time, looking at his mouth both happy and bitter smile, she just reflected.

Although they have known each other for only three days, the blood relationship between them has quietly brought them closer, especially the sword God's action of not fighting back on that day has quietly planted the seeds of family love in Ling Yue's heart.

At the moment, seeing the sword God injured, the seed of kinship broke through the ground and sprouted naturally, driving her action.

"I don't have a problem." The sword God raised his mouth and stammered.

But we all know that this is a white lie, because he even talks so hard, how can it be ok?

"Master, take a rest first. We'll deal with the smiling Buddha." Jianzong Qizi said in a hurry, with concern and indignation on his face.

The sword God looked up at the smiling face Buddha who supported his body with a magic knife and said, "his power is beyond my expectation, but this move of ten thousand swords to return to the sect has seriously injured him."

After hearing the words, the smiling Buddha straightened up and looked at the sword God fiercely. The ferocity of his mouth became more and more strange. He giggled: "Ling Tian, although I'm seriously injured, you're at the end of a crossbow and can't compete with me. How can these people be my opponents? So today, you are still doomed. "

"Even if we die, we will kill you." As soon as the sword moved forward, it was ready to attack.

Sword God waved his hand slightly, stopped him and said intermittently: "sword one, you are not his opponent."

"Master, what's the fear of death? Since the first day I joined Jianzong, I've put my life and death out of my mind. " Sword one awe inspiring not afraid ground says.

"You can't die. Jianzong needs you." Said the sword God.

Ling Yue looked up at the smiling Buddha, handed the sword God to the sword and said, "hold him."

She looked at Xiaomian Buddha coldly and said, "Xiaomian Buddha, you say that Tibetan sword can't help you, then I will use Tibetan sword to meet you well for a while."

The sword God heard the words, and his face showed the color of satisfaction, while the seven sons of Jianzong showed the color of expectation.

"Gaga, sword maniac, you want to kill me, OK! By the way, where is Huang Fengtu? Let him join us. The old fox wanted to kill me before. This time, I'll kill him and let him know how powerful I am. "

Ling Yue looked cold and said, "don't mention him."

In this life, she never wanted to hear the name of Huang Fengtu again, which made her sick and made her shudder.