Guarding the Sutra Pavilion for a hundred years, investing in the destiny villain

Chapter 511 The terrifying Ye Wushuang!

"He can't beat him!" After being bored for a long time, Puxian Bodhisattva said with a blushing face. Compared with Ye Wushuang, the Buddhist Dharma summoned by Chu Xun was one less. Not only that, but more importantly, the Dharma of the Great Sun Tathagata was truly magnificent and magnificent. The invincible Dharma Appearance can crush other Dharma Appearances with the help of this Great Sun Tathagata.

In the sky above Huangzhou, Ye Wushuang stood there, his black robe dancing without the wind, his eyes deep and cold, and he said calmly: "How long can this kind of heresy continue?"

Confucian law.

Follow the law.

Observation record.

After all, you can learn from others.

The foundation is weak.

How can I have firm control over myself?

"It's enough in a short time!" Chu Xun's green shirt danced with the wind. There was a strong atmosphere of the desolate state between the sky and the earth. A desolation that swallowed up the world was spreading wantonly. Even the avenues of the world were matching, and the sky appeared. Dark, the falling sun sword rain seems to have lost its color, gray and foggy.

"The unique skills of Huangzhou!" At this point, the spectators were still trembling slightly, staring at the colorless scene on the sky. The methods the two men had used were already so outrageous, but there were still methods left. It's so touching.

"Number nine!"

Jian Qingzhu was also murmuring.

By now.

The methods used by No. 9 were beyond the expectations of many people. Even he was the same. Knowing that No. 9 was born in Huangzhou, he should know the unique skills of Huangzhou. But when he used it now, he realized that it was Huangzhou's unique skills. The core secret knowledge of the state is no longer the ordinary means of the barren state, but belongs to the imperial law.

Look sideways.

Look slowly.

Look at the Palace Master of Huangtian Palace.

The latter nodded, Huangzhou's secret knowledge cannot be easily passed on to others. Even in the Huangtian Palace, there have been no more than three people who can inherit it. They will not be taught to monks outside the Huangtian Palace. But today is different. Chu Xun, who is not a monk in the Huangtian Palace, has already Better, because he represents the entire desolate state, especially in this life-and-death situation, there is no reason to let this kind of unique skill go unlearned.

"Tsk~!"

on the sky.

Gray.

The omnipresent devouring power.

devour everything.

This is desolation.

Great wasteland.

Not only can it devour people's vitality, but even the great avenues of heaven and earth are being absorbed and deprived of their ingredients. Because this method is too unnatural, it seems to be a punishment from heaven, causing disasters in Huangzhou and never coming back in the long years. rise.

at the same time.

Behind Ye Wushuang.

Buddhist Dharma.

The true god of Taoism.

Rushing forward to kill, any of these Dharma and True Gods have heaven-defying means. Even if they are defeated by masters of Dao-level geniuses, they are not far behind, but now they are caught in a melee. The sacrificed means were used to fight together, which should have been earth-shattering, but under the devouring force of Huangtianjue, it formed a filter and transformed all colors.

Just like the crazy gods and Buddhas fighting together, the scene was not grand but extremely shocking. Even the quasi-emperors watching the battle from the outside were touched. For example, the old woman in the academy was asked at this time: "What if one of the two changes?" It’s you, how do you deal with it?”

"You can't judge without feeling the true power!" The old woman shook her head, but this sentence also caused ripples in the people around her. Is this because even the quasi-emperor is not sure to deal with it?

"Ang ho~!"

Ye Wushuang would not just watch the gods and Buddhas he summoned being constantly weakened. He also gradually used his secret knowledge about the Qin Dynasty to create the 'Qin Emperor Tyrant Dragon Art', an out-and-out imperial method. It was owned by the Qin Dynasty, but I don’t know where it was obtained and perfected to become unique to the Qin Dynasty.

A powerful golden dragon raised its head high in the sky. Under the dusty filter, it released a golden aura. After the huge dragon head flew around the sky, it stood up high. The golden vertical pupils released a terrifying power. Pressure, like a golden dragon overlooking the weak ants.

"Buzz!"

at the same time.

Ye Wushuang's eyes flashed with purple fluctuations, which was a terrifying pupil technique. Previously, Dugujue was affected by this technique, and his spirit was as scattered as a walking corpse. Then he was easily crushed and fell into the land of Huangzhou. Now, We still don't know whether they are alive or dead, but the calmness of the people in the East Linzong, presumably no serious problem, only highlights the power of this pupil technique.

"Boom~!"

At the same moment, Chu Xun's consciousness felt a barbaric invasion, as if a powerful purple thunder beam tore through the center of his eyebrows, entered his mind, and released terrible energy. It did not target the body, but tore and destroyed everything related to the consciousness, including memory, and has unimaginable shaking power.

Even though Chu Xun had mastered the 'Yuanshen Stars' and instinctively condensed them into a star barrier to resist the energy spilled from the purple beam, his mind fell into a brief trance and his consciousness became groggy under such a violent impact.

"Roar~!"

The huge golden dragon swooped down to kill him. It would be too naive to simply think that it was the golden dragon. Ye Wushuang's figure was mixed in, but the golden dragon covered him. He did not want to defeat him as easily as he destroyed Dugujue's consciousness. , just to gain a short-term advantage, thereby severely damaging the latter.

"Boom~!"

Unfortunately.

This is just one of the three Chu Xun statues. Even though this one suffered a strong and brief trance, the other two statues did not have any twists and turns. They regained consciousness in an instant. They raised their hands to see a powerful force of devouring and desolation, and even raised their right hands. With one move, the ivy sword enshrined in Donglin Sect's Qi Yun came through the air!

"Tsk~!"

Cut off with a sword.

The sword energy soared into the sky.

Flooded for three thousand miles.

The huge sword light filled every inch of the void, and the golden divine dragon could not help but raise its head and roar, switching from offense to defense. The huge golden body protected Ye Wushuang, and billions of sword lights clanked on the golden dragon's scales. Voice.

"Swordsmanship!"

"Is it just needed?"

The people watching the battle were in a daze. By now, the rest of the people had already been defeated in this confrontation. Even the quasi-emperors did not dare to say that they were safe. The two of them seemed to have endless means, starting from the very beginning with the 'Way of Flames' The "Thunder Avenue", a method that has never been shown before, was used in the subsequent warm-up of boxing, as well as Taoist, Buddhist and Confucian methods.

"Swordsmanship...!" Jian Qingzhu's eyes froze and his mind suddenly sank. He looked at Chu Xun. This brief confrontation had forced Chu Xun to use all his methods, whether it was the avenue that was revealed first or the subsequent ones. Formation Dao, Confucianism, and now swordsmanship, but Ye Wushuang is still able to do it with ease.

Maybe others forgot.

But he.

How could I forget.

This young man in black robe is a well-deserved pride of heaven. Within a year of entering the academy, he defeated the Great Sage in reading, condensed the fruits of Confucianism, and even ranked tenth in the Academy Tower. He left behind the eternal famous saying "The affairs of the world cannot be entered." There is no certain reason for retreating, and the same is true for spiritual practice! ] From then on, Ye Wushuang's ambition for the path of cultivation was revealed.

Now that he has been away from the academy for many years, who dares to say that he does not know Confucian methods, but Confucian methods have never been used from beginning to end, and I heard Dugu Jue once said that it was Ye Wushuang who beheaded the founder of Tianyan Taoism with this black heavy sword. Level, that means Ye Wushuang's sword skills should also be good, but these two have not been shown so far. Besides, aren't there others?

An inexplicable shudder.

flooded my mind.

He suddenly understood.

Why is the Qin Dynasty not in a hurry? Even if Huangzhou defeated the Qin Dynasty army, the Qin Dynasty is still leisurely and leisurely. With such a capable general and the emperor's consort, he can sit back and relax.

And above.

On the sky.

Ye Wushuang stood there sternly in black robes. Facing Chu Xun who was holding a sword, his expression was as calm as ever. He held the power of the dragon roaring and the Nine Heavens lightly in his palm. The sky suddenly turned dark. He said in a cold tone: "It seems You have reached your limit, this battle is over!"

He is very egotistical.

As if everything before was just playing house, as Chu Xun's last trump card 'Sword Dao' was also forced out, he realized that this battle was boring and it was time to end.

Others only thought that these words were too conceited, but their pupils shrank and they suddenly saw dark clouds filling the sky, terrifying purple thunder condensing, and huge hurricanes roaring behind Ye Wushuang. People were horrified: "The Avenue of Thunder, the Avenue of Wind! "

"boom!"

Holding it in his palm, thunder that was even more violent than Chu Xun's previous Thunder Avenue descended from the sky and wrapped around his left arm, while the terrifying hurricane was stepped on by his feet, surrounded by the summoned The huge Dharma images were in fierce conflict. At this moment, he was like the only God in the world.

"Rumble...!" Terrible oppression was everywhere. Chu Xun raised his head, and his eyes were solemn. Not only did he feel these two avenues, but the avenue of nothingness was also constantly squeezing and repelling, and the avenue of time was disrupting itself. Time, these are what he is good at but has not fully used, but now Ye Wushuang uses them one step ahead.

Jian Qingzhu's face turned pale and he couldn't help but ask, "Is this his true strength?" If he asked himself if he was in Chu Xun's position, he would be defeated in just one second!

"Buzz!"

"Zheng!"

The ivy sword trembled.

Emitting a warm blue aura, there are terrifying and subtle sword energy condensed from the deepest part of nothingness. Some are mottled and complicated, and time is also eroding inside. Some are smooth and mirrored, using the void swordsmanship; Some are thick and heavy... The sword intent derived from these avenues condenses and tears the surrounding areas into powder, turning into a sword domain that allows Chu Xun to stand outside the world.

"Tsk~!"

The sword energy is everywhere.

Spin rapidly.

Condensed into a storm of sword energy.

"cut!"

Chu Xun slashed down with his sword, and the majestic sword energy storm raged forward, colliding with the hurricane storm. The entanglement of thunder and various broken ways flashed for an instant, and it became a mess.

Ye Wushuang's body was filled with dazzling divine brilliance. On the sway, his pupils showed indifference. The golden divine dragon was stepped on by his feet. As he pressed it again, there were blazing flames, extreme coldness, and a sudden dimness between heaven and earth. The avenue of light and darkness, as well as the vines extending from the depths of nothingness to bind Chu Xun, belong to the avenue of wood.

"call out!"

Just this one blow.

Onlookers.

Scalp tingling.

Even Chu Xun took a deep breath, looking at Ye Wushuang who suddenly released so many methods, and felt helpless in his heart. Could it be that he really mastered all kinds of ways?

Take a deep breath.

Hold the ivy sword tightly.

Stroke slowly!

Tsk~!

A gorgeous Milky Way condensed mightily, with thousands of water droplets surging in it. To the east of Zonghou Mountain, which had long been enshrined as the holy land of swordsmanship, the entire river was swept forward, and every person in it was swept away. Every drop of water is as pure as the pure sword spirit. If you look carefully, these water droplets condense into the shape of the sword spirit during the crossing.

Looking around, this mighty sword river has more than hundreds of millions of drops, but it turns into billions of sword lights, which makes people breathe quickly and can't help but hold their breath, while the monks of Donglin Sect are hesitant to stare. His eyes widened and he couldn't help but said excitedly: "The Great River Sword Intent, this is Elder Chu's Great River Sword Intent!"

The river is rough.

The sky is surging.

Blessed by Chu Xun's sword intention, it was like a Milky Way descending from the nine heavens, descending here mightily. Every drop of water turned into full sword intention. The extending vines were covered by the water drops before they even approached Chu Xun. The sword was torn apart, the cold path was shattered by the sword's momentum like a broken bamboo, and the flame path could not do anything to this mighty sword river!

Practitioners.

Followers look up.

All amazed.

This crystal clear sword river is really the mighty Milky Way coming from the Nine Heavens. He can't help but say: "I feel that this is just an ordinary sword intention method, but it exerts such power in his hands. People who don't know it still have no idea." The 'imperial way' means!"

"Ok?"

Ye Wushuang frowned slightly. The various avenues and methods he used were shattered under this sword. However, his expression was indifferent and did not waver. Instead, he said calmly: "I will hit Chu with this palm." Ask!"

Exploring the palm that contains many laws.

Press gently.

When the palm of his hand erupted, he felt that the laws of heaven and earth were strongly targeting him and backlashing, but he still pressed the palm down with cold eyes, and used the energy of words and magic to attack the powerful people in the same realm, especially this kind of sure hit. The method was so unnatural that Chu Xun was able to dodge it, but it was impossible to avoid it if he followed it up. To achieve this step, he would have to pay a strong backlash.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood.

A rich spray.

The sky is dyed red.

But it was not from the Great Sage Zhenwu, but from Chu Xun's mouth, blood was pouring from his mouth, his chest was almost penetrated, there was a mark of a slap imprinted on his heart, his internal organs were displaced, there was a burning pain, and his heart and brain fell into a brief shutdown. , the countless water droplets suspended in the air and the sword intent seemed to be frozen in place.

"hiss!"

Others marveled.

Loneliness and complexity appeared on Jian Qingzhu's face. Sure enough, this heaven-defying student who had stayed in Confucianism for a year had finally used Confucianism's teaching methods and practiced it to an extremely advanced level. At the very least, he had mastered Confucianism. Daodao, I just don’t know how it will compare to Chu Xun?

But he laughed at himself in despair. Since Ye Wushuang exploded with all his strength, he has been in a completely crushing state. Do he still need to rely on Confucianism to win? There is a sense of loss in his heart. This kind of feeling has never been realized since he ascended to the Great Sage Realm. The old feeling of powerlessness came to my mind. Facing such an enemy, there was no solution!

King Ye.

Qi Wuhuo.

The Holy Son of Jietian Sect.

These people also fell silent. Even those who were watching could deeply feel the powerlessness. How much pressure should Chu Xun bear on the battlefield? He couldn't help but said in a low voice: "I have a hunch that this battle is going to end!"