Chapter 930

Name:Sword Stirs the World Author:成刚
That's the hesitation. The expressionless bald man came to Taoist priest yuan Xu, stretched out his left palm and pressed it down.

It's late, it's fast! A sharp and incomparable sword light shot out from the slant, hit the bald man's chest accurately, and flew him upside down.

This sword is like a mountain falling apart. Who else can it be except the unparalleled old sword devil?

At this time, Yuan Xu Taoist long back cold sweat just Shua of all of a sudden flow down.

He was very clear that just now he lost his mind because of the failure of the "Lotus sword formula". The slap of his opponent seemed simple and ordinary, but it was a fatal blow.

If it wasn't for the old sword demon, he would have gone back to the West.

"Thank you very much, master!" Taoist priest Yuanxu bowed his head to thank him for saving his life.

The crowd around them all gaped, but they didn't recover from the sharpness of the sword.

That sword was too fast! It's so fast that there's no response. No wonder the old sword devil has been invincible in the Wulin of the previous generation for so many years. If the sword was cut at him just now, he would have been punished on the spot. How could he still be a melon eater here.

"Cheer up! It's not over yet The old sword devil's eyes were like a ghost, and he cheered coldly.

People this just can't believe of eyes cast not far away.

Just now, the bald man who ate an old sword demon's epee stood up slowly.

The bald man's chest was pierced by the sword Qi. From the shoulder to the chest and then to the lower abdomen, a huge wound was clearly visible, which was shocking.

However, he actually stood up, and still expressionless, as if the sword just did not cut himself.

This is the most terrible place!

"Puppet corpse!" At this time, three words came out of Shen Jianxin's mouth.

Immortality is an important feature of a puppet corpse.

But when did the puppet corpse become so powerful? Just now, I almost tore Taoist priest yuan Xu. The old sword devil in his body was so powerful and fierce that he was like nobody. What kind of trouble is that!

A figure came out of the crowd, and the man and the sword were in one. He was cut to the bald man.

The sword is as powerful as a rainbow. It's indomitable!

It's long Xiaotian, the young leader of Tianji hall, who is willing to fall behind others because of his character.

As if there was no resistance in the air, he hit the bald man directly.

incorrect! It wasn't a hit, it was a huge grip on the blade.

With long Xiaotian's Sabre technique, it's easy for the opponent to grasp the sabre force and break it in one fell swoop?

For a moment, the heroes were thrilled.

Long Xiaotian's whole body was shocked, his bones burst out, and his face turned pale.

The Dao he just used is a secret Dao skill in Tianji hall, which is the thunder eight square Dao.

After the first knife is cut out quickly, it will explode in all directions. It can break the opponent into pieces. It is a rare powerful sword technique in the world.

He didn't know that the first Dao was held in his hand, and the remaining eight Dao couldn't be used in any way.

Although long Xiaotian, the young leader of Tianji hall, has only high-level cultivation in the secret realm of supernatural power, he has excellent Sabre skills, and his fighting power is no less than that of the strong one in the realm of longevity. He just didn't expect that he could not even cope with a puppet corpse. It's hard to imagine.

"Dragon claw! That's the Shaolin dragon claw! " Among the heroes, finally there was the man who knew the goods and broke the move of the bald man.

How can a puppet corpse make Shaolin's unique dragon claw hand? This is another big news, hit the heads of the heroes.

Everyone is a little confused! Is this a puppet corpse? A puppet corpse who knows Shaolin's unique skills? Or the one that won't die?

"I see. He is a Shaolin monk! It's turned into a puppet corpse! " Mo qingti's brain turned very fast, and suddenly thought of the key to the matter and screamed.

What can Mo qingti think of? Based on Shen Jianxin's understanding of Xuezu and the puppet corpse, how can he not think of it?

It seems that it is not the Shaolin arhat who influenced the blood ancestor, but the blood ancestor directly washed Shaolin and transformed all the great monks into puppet corpses. Moreover, it is also a high-level variety of martial arts in his lifetime.

At this time, the silk of the giant spider web vibrated more and more violently.

One cocoon after another fell from the spider web.

In each cocoon, a bald monk stood up.

All of these monks exude strong hostility and great blood, and each of them is a terrible enemy who can rival the realm of life.

If you think about it carefully, you can see that these blackened Shaolin monks are more than competing for longevity.

At the beginning, they may not be able to fight against those who are fighting for longevity. Just like the one just now, they were blasted out by the old sword devil.

But they are all immortal! In the second half, I'm afraid they can't do anything even if they win the birthday games. What's more, how many birthday games can there be here?

In the twinkling of an eye, dozens of black cocoons fell to the ground, giving birth to dozens of bald men with immortal bodies.

Not to mention, the monks, big and small, who were sitting in front of the cobweb with their knees crossed, actually began to climb to the huge cobweb in silence.

High or low, every time a monk climbed to his corresponding position, there would be countless spiders darting over to surround people and wrap them tightly.

This is a recruitment! Not a few of them are stupid. They can see it at a glance.

It's a terrible situation. The other side is not only unable to fight, but also fighting in a collective way. There are successors to supplement it. How can we fight?

Even the old sword devil frowned tightly, and his sword light flickered around him, as if he was thinking about something.

"They are just controlled by the leader. If the leader is killed, they will run away, not stop their activities." Shen Jianxin said faintly.

It was his words that stopped the old sword demon from taking a chance in time.

The old sword devil's idea is very normal. He can catch the king first. No matter how difficult it is for the younger brother, as long as he knocks out the boss first, the incident will become more than half.

Shen Jianxin is the only one who knows the puppet corpse and Xuezu best. No one dares to listen to him.

"I'll take care of this one! I have some little ideas Shen Jianxin looks as usual, very calm said.

"Can you do it?" The old sword devil crossed his chest and asked anxiously.

Not only he, but most of the people present wanted to ask this question.

If these puppet corpses are all transformed from Shaolin monks, all of them are proficient in martial arts and can't fight to death, what can you do to beat these guys?

Shen Jianxin, no matter how extraordinary, is a young man after all. How long has he been practicing martial arts?

Moreover, he lost all his martial arts not long ago. No one knows how much he has left.

"Cousin, I believe you!" Feng Xin'er came forward silently, stood behind Shen Jianxin and said seriously.

With the girl's blessing, Shen Jianxin is more confident.

In a flash, the first group of blackened Shaolin monks had rushed to the public.