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Three hundred and thirty chapters sword seventeen

"Secret!"

The white-clothed monk Xuanzhuang exclaimed, his palms folded together, and a string of snow-white rosary wrapped around his hands and kept turning rapidly. The light from each rosary reflected a Buddha, and the rolling Buddha light immediately covered him tightly.

The Three Yin Demon-Slaying Sword was shattered by Xu Yi's attack. The surprise and fear on the Han Bing's face could hardly be piled up, but he did not forget to open the defensive power of the robe to the extreme, and his whole person was wrapped in it by magic circles formed by light nets.

bite!

With a light sound, the round sword light swept across the audience like a radiant ray.

The Buddha light around the white-clothed monk shattered instantly after supporting the power of the sword light. Xuanzhuang's face was pale and stared at Xu Yi in a daze, and a huge wave broke out in his heart, "When did this kind of monster appear in Xizhou?"

After carrying the sharp edge of the sword light, Han Bing's outstanding velvet made a crisp sound of paper tearing, completely shattering. Then, Han Bing's entire body was swept out by the remaining power of the sword light, and blood and flesh were floating in the air. When he fell to the ground, he barely controlled his body and fell to the ground half-kneel.

No one could survive the many generals under the Korean soldiers under the remaining power of the sword light, even if they were cut into pieces in an instant, the resources exploded all over the ground, and the rolling corpse energy was swallowed by Huang Mei without falling to the ground.

Huang Mei was enjoying the delicious food while eating mountains and chewing the sea, while secretly exclaiming, "Since Young Master Kongxu changed to the Old Demon of Kongxu, his killing ability has increased greatly. It is a joyful congratulation, and it is a joyful congratulation."

"Are you the old demon of emptiness?"

The Han Bing suddenly raised his head and stared at Xu Yi and said.

Xu Yi didn't like this nickname that sounded empty, lonely and cold, so of course he ignored it and stared at Han Bing coldly and said, "Where are the people?"

Seeing that he did not deny, Han Bing immediately confirmed it and said loudly, "Since you can force Zhou Donghai to bring you here, you should know what I am. In the battle of the Three Holy City, you have destroyed Pang Tianze and become a life-and-death enemy with the Pope. Now, if you offend me again, will you be self-defeated from the Zuting Court? In the whole world, no one dares to offend the Pope and the Zuting Court at the same time. I think you have extraordinary abilities. If you are willing to surrender to me, I will ignore past grudges and protect you and give you a title."

Xu Yi laughed to the sky, Huang Kaiyi laughed, and said loudly, "Han Bing, you young master are stupid. Of course, with your wisdom, you must not know what Brother Xu wants. Today is your death." As soon as he shouted, the iron rod in Huang Kai's palm was already raised.

Xu Yi said, "I'll do it, I'll ask Miss Xia's whereabouts and send him on the way."

A trace of madness flashed across the Han Bing's face and sneered, "If you really think that others call you an old demon in emptiness, you are really a demon. The pope's trash can't do anything to you, and you think that I can't kill you, so you can let you see the real world of the ancestral court in Wanzai."

Before the shouting came, the soft light emitted by a golden jade plate in the Korean soldiers' palm had blocked Xu Yi's two sword lights in succession. The next moment, the golden jade plate suddenly exploded, and the sky suddenly filled with light. All the light was centered on the Korean soldiers, forming a huge light. In an instant, the spiritual power of the entire world rushed towards the light gate.

Suddenly, the already dazzling light suddenly exploded, and the whole world trembled. In an instant, the southeastern sky was covered with waves of gold. Looking closely, there were countless golden-armored soldiers, and everyone had expressionless expressions, just like a statue. The lineup appeared, and the whole world suddenly felt a vast and murderous intention.

"Qilin Divine Soldier!"

Xuanzhuang's eyes suddenly lit up, "I just watched the strength of the old demon Kongxu."

Huang Kai sent a voice transmission, "Brother Xu should not be underestimated. These 80,000 Qilin divine weapons are the absolute main force of Zuting's Protectorate in Beiting. The entire Beiting Protectorate's top strength to suppress one side. The 80,000 Qilin soldiers are not very strong, but they all use magic circles to fight, which is extremely powerful."

Before Huang Kai's shouting fell, the 80,000 Qilin Divine Soldiers took action under the attack order of the Korean soldiers.

Although it was a formation soldier, the attack speed was not slow at all. The eight square formations and the southeast formation were first launched, and a vast energy group directly smashed the vacuum and bombarded Xu Yi.

Xu Yi's face was as deep as water, his left palm was horizontal in front of his chest, and he flicked it lightly between his fingers. The Zhuxian Sword suddenly shot out the sword light, and square shapes once again hit the abundant energy ball.

"Strike a stone with an egg, you will be overestimated!"

Han Bing laughed coldly.

Xuanzhuang frowned slightly. He was not as optimistic as Han Bing. He could see that Xu Yi's square shapes suddenly turned into circles, hiding a huge strangeness.

Sure enough, the square sword lights collided with the terrifying energy ball. The next moment, it suddenly turned into circles. The direct energy ball suddenly stagnated in the air and began to rotate in the air.

Han soldier's eyebrows were shocked, "This is impossible!"

Water was about to drip from Xuanzhuang's face, and he murmured, "It's the extreme square and roundness that Master said is approaching the great way?"

"What is the name of this stance of the Lord?"

Xuanzhuang shouted loudly.

Just at the time of his questioning, Xu Yi used the same trick to condense the critical strikes from other square formations.

"Sword Seventeen!"

Xu Yi lightly tapped his fingers, and the sword light of Zhuxian Sword was violent, and the defense was turned into an attack. He was domineering and round, like a scimitar of the Death God, attacking in all directions, forcing the eight square formations of Qilin magic weapons to gather to defend.

"The power of the divine is so powerful that it is rare in this world!"

Xuanzhuang murmured to himself and said anxiously, "Master Han, I have urgent tasks. Should you please me? How could I not fulfill what I promised in White Horse Temple?"

After a flash, Han Bing's face collapsed, "Why, I think I can't stand it anymore? You have to run away first. If I remember correctly, Brother Xuanzhuang is also a disciple of the Holy Monk Ka, a strong man in the corpse, and just Xu Yi, let the Holy Monk act like this ugly thing, and he clamped his tail and wanted to escape?"

Xuanzhuang's face flashed with a blue air, "Well, it's up to you, I'll come to find Mr. Han again."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuanzhuang flashed and retreated suddenly.

Originally, the reason was that the Han soldiers started from White Horse Temple, and the Han soldiers were just taking advantage of the benefits. After the task was completed, Xuanzhuang, the person in charge of the White Horse Temple, found out that the Han soldiers had taken the benefits and rushed back to take them away. But he didn't know that he encountered this incident.

Logically speaking, he had to get the benefits before leaving, but seeing that the old demon of emptiness was so fierce that he could not even suppress the 80,000 Qilin magic weapons. He was in the presence of the situation and was at great risk.

It was not entirely because he cherished his life, but because this matter was assigned by Master Ka, who was only one step away from the Earth Immortal, and Master Ka's supernatural powers in White Horse Temple.

He would never dare to make any mistakes.

When the Han soldiers went to Xuanzhuang, they were really panicked. They thought that he was a dignified Young Master Han, so noble, and he didn't mention his body. Just his cultivation level in the corpse realm, the identity of the Great Protector of the Beiting Protectorate, and every piece proved that he was an existence standing on the top of this world.
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