Chapter 134

A rare expression of eagerness to try appeared on Su Ye's face.

In his eyes, there seemed to be black and purple lightning flashing.

This appearance had only appeared before when facing Master Mingjue, the previous abbot of Qingliang Temple, "Sick Maha".

His brother Su Wei, Zhang Tianheng, King Kong and others were not surprised.

The majestic sword light confronting the pitch-black giant Buddha in the mountains is indeed extraordinary and heart-wrenching.

No need to look at people, just look at the sword intent, and the identity is clear at a glance.

Zhongtian Zhengjian.

Si Huaifei, the head of the Five Heroes of the Jiange, and the great disciple of the Sword Emperor's founder.

At present, among the masters under the age of 30 in the Middle-earth Shenzhou Zhengdao, he is basically the most reliable one.

Along the way, smooth and steady, neither arrogant nor impetuous.

Even the information systems of the Devil's Cult and the alien race basically recognized that this gentleman is expected to hit the Emperor Wudi's realm before he turns thirty.

From King Wu to Emperor Wu, from the twelfth realm to the thirteenth realm, throughout the ages, many masters have been stuck for a lifetime.

There are countless people with amazing talent and brilliant talent, young people who become famous and successful, but in the end Emperor Wu has no hope.

But for Si Huaifei, that threshold seems to be within reach, and it is not much different from the barriers he has crossed before. As long as he moves forward steadily, success will come naturally.

What attracts the most attention is the momentum of accumulating strength, lifting weights lightly, and getting stronger and stronger.

Ten or five years ago, many of his peers were better than him, but now it is hard to keep up.

When Zhang Tianheng thought and talked about the Five Heroes of Jiange, he had a low opinion of the four other than Xiang Ping, the invisible sword, and the leader once commented biasedly.

Thinking about it now, the reason lies in the Zhengjian Si Huaifei in front of him.

The leader still has sharp eyesight, and what Zhang Tianheng said that day was a bit frivolous and Meng Lang.

However, Si Huaifei was able to walk steadily and steadily on this journey, and Xiang Ping had to overcome thorns and thorns in secret.

Thinking of this, Zhang Tianheng glanced at Su Ye from the corner of his eye.

If it weren't for the connivance of the two generations of leaders before and after the God Sect, and the care of an older brother who is always worried to death, this young master would also not be able to be where he is today, and it is hard to say whether he will live to adulthood...

But now, the five heroes of the Jiange have withered in the hands of their leader, and only Si Huaifei is left alone to support the facade.

After Zhang Tianheng took a few glances, he also nodded secretly.

The Southern Expedition against the Devil's Allied Forces did not go well in battle, with repeated ups and downs, and my juniors died and scattered.

Si Huaifei's sword in front of him remained steady.

His sword intent is indeed like the last mainstay in the torrent, unwavering and unyielding.

The pitch-black giant Buddha stretched out his palm in mid-air, and the sky and the earth seemed to hang upside down.

The people of the Devil's Cult were not the target of their attack, but just watched from the sidelines, their minds were disturbed, and their sensory perception of the world had a faint sense of confusion.

This type of upside-down Bodhi in the hands of the Tathagata is really full of fire, and it has shown the appearance of perfection.

The palm of the Buddha directly grasped the mountain of sword light.

It's like grasping a sharp edge with bare hands.

Then, he tried to uproot the mountain transformed by the sword light.

But the "mountain peak" just swayed slightly, not being moved by this upside-down clutch.

On the contrary, the light on the "mountain" is brilliant, not sharp, but the absolutely hard sword light expands in all directions.

It's like this "mountain" suddenly grows bigger as a whole.

Forcibly propped open the giant hand of the pitch-black Buddha picking up the stars and the moon.

The dark giant Buddha can no longer hold this "mountain".

On the contrary, it was a huge Buddha's palm, which felt faintly fragmented under the impact of the sword light.

Jian Guang stood upright in the face of the attack from Tathagata's palm, but did not pursue after repelling the Buddha's palm, but took the initiative to retreat.

Although it is a retreat, the position is solid, without revealing any flaws, and does not give the enemy an opportunity to take advantage of it.

At the same time, two clouds, one white and one black, converged, faintly forming a Tai Chi pattern.

It was Liu Yunzi, the current head teacher of Taiyi Taoist Sect, who was supporting Si Huaifei from the sidelines.

They also noticed the six dragon emperor's chariot flying from afar.

On the emperor's chariot, Lao Shou said softly: "Master, I don't see the Sword Emperor. I don't know if he is hiding at the side, or he has gone to Dashouzuo and Emperor Xia."

"It doesn't matter where you are." Chen Luoyang sat back, looked at Su Ye with a casual expression, and said, "If you want to practice, go."

Su Ye immediately cheered and disappeared from the hall in an instant.

Then, in front of the mountain transformed by the sword light, a ferocious black-purple ghost dragon suddenly appeared, hitting it heavily!

The "mountain" shook violently like never before.

However, it was not broken down or collapsed, and it still stood firmly.

Si Huaifei did not fight back violently, but calmly stabilized his position and retreated.

Behind the "mountain peak", a group of Taiyi Taoist disciples hastily shifted their positions.

Liu Yunzi stepped forward to help Si Huaifei, delaying Su Ye's pressing every step of the way.

After the black and purple ghost dragon appeared, the pitch-black giant Buddha stopped attacking.

The dark air currents dissipated, revealing a haggard old man in black.

The old man gave the black and purple ghost dragon a cold look, then turned his head to look at the imperial chariot of six dragons approaching gradually from the sky.

He stood silent for a moment, then rose up and boarded the imperial chariot.

"This old man has seen the leader." The old man in black gave a slight salute.

Chen Luoyang looked at the other party calmly.

This time, he didn't need the other party to declare his family name, and he was able to match the name with the person.

Not to mention that the Fifth Elder Tan Yunsheng had reported who Zhengjian Si Huaifei's opponent was before, just by looking at the old man in black's previous attack, it was clear at a glance.

In the Devil's Cult, apart from the two Emperor Wu, the leader and the chief, there is only one person who can practice the Tathagata's magic palm to such an extent.

The second elder of the Yuanlao Pavilion, "Mamita" Yan Zhao.

The Demon Sect took office as the head of the Suzaku Palace, and he knew all the thirty-six secrets of the Sect, and he was proficient in all of them.

After that, he only delved into the magic palm of one Tathagata, and ignored all other unique knowledge and secret teachings.

In the attainments of the unparalleled knowledge in the hands of the Tathagata, it can be said to be perfect.

To be honest, if you put the leader and chief head in the same realm as him, the Tathagata's magic palm alone is probably not as profound as him in martial arts.

The successors of the demon monks outside the religion are even more different than Yanzhao.

"Ghost Dragon" Su Ye, "Magic Immortal" Chen Chuhua, "Dongjun" Wang Fei, "Mamita" Yan Zhao, and "Phantom Demon" Wang Mofeng are the five martial kings at the five levels of nurturing within the Demon Sect. It forms the second echelon of the Demon Sect under the first emperor and the second emperor, but they usually belong to the old and young sects, with serious contradictions.

Based on what Chen Luoyang knew so far, Chen Chuhua was away all year round, Wang Mofeng was used to paddling, and Su Ye was out of tune, so the three of them were fine.

Yan Zhao and Wang Fei, the old and the young, are facing each other tit for tat.

A young and frivolous, conceited, especially the old teacher.

The other is the core of the elder faction and the most staunch supporter of the Grand Chief.

The fight between the two has become a daily program in the church, with a small fight in three days and a big fight in five days.

Chen Luoyang didn't think about these things.

He looked at Yan Zhao, and asked calmly, "Where's Wang Jian?"