Chapter 2593 Who Is Yi?

Just as Xuanzhuang heard the news, a barefoot monk walked out of the formation. He was nine feet tall and his body was as majestic as an iron tower. He was none other than Master Nuyun, the most hot-tempered among the monks. He had the cultivation level of a seed.

Then I heard him shout the Buddha's name loudly, "Amitabha, how dare you be so rampant even if you're just a dead man? Let the poor monk come and cross Tan Yue."

Before he finished speaking, a vajra appeared in his palm, and a precious light was born. A sword light flashed in the air, and the seventeen square shapes instantly turned into a circle. The cold dazzling light slaughtered the entire audience.

The precious light emitted from the vajra in the palm of the angry cloud had no time to strike out, so it turned into a defense to protect the whole body. His heart was full of horror. At this point, he finally understood why the leader of the team, Senior Brother Xuanzhuang, Be so serious about it.

After all, the precious light derived from the vajra did not protect Nu Yun. The cold round sword light easily penetrated the treasure light. Nu Yun's cassock exploded and tore apart inch by inch. Then Nu Yun let out a shrill cry of pain, and the entire body was shattered. The person is like a bloody gourd, with countless holes popping up all over his body, and blood gushing out.

"combine!"

Xuanzhuang glanced at Nuyun coldly, shouted loudly, and with a wave of his hand, a yellow clay body in the shape of a Buddha appeared in his palm. The clay body was covered with lines, just like the tendons of the human body.

The clay-embodied Buddha just soared into the air, and all the monks shot out the corpse energy. The billowing corpse energy penetrated easily from the veins and veins.

With a flick of the brush, a majestic Buddha appeared.

The Buddha, who is three feet tall, has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a solemn appearance. He forms the immovable seal with one hand and holds it lightly with the other. He opens and closes his golden mouth and actually spits out a human voice, "I protect all the Buddhas with the supreme Dharma!"

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Xu Yi raised his hand and struck out with a sword.

The sword radiance rounded and shrouded the Buddha. The golden hand raised by the Buddha suddenly pressed down, and the sword radiance dispersed, and the terrifying residual power rolled towards Xu Yi.

"change!"

Xu Yi yelled angrily, his sword light turned into a round shape, and the billowing golden light suddenly turned into a round shape under the guidance of his sword light. Only then did his expression soften. In an instant, the rounded golden light suddenly dissipated and struck him again.

In such a situation, it is not that Sword Seventeen is weak, but that the force struck by the Buddha is too great. Sword Seventeen's guidance technique of turning into a circle reveals the method of using force to transform force, but any method of transforming force has its limits.

No matter how exquisite the method is, it cannot prevent the collapse of the huge mountain and the power of the roar of the sea. It is obvious that the golden light struck by the Buddha has exceeded the limit of the seventeenth sword.

Seeing the golden light breaking through the pull of Jian Shiqi, Xuanzhuang was determined. What he feared most was nothing else but the terror of Xu Yi's weird math sword technique.

Once this method is destroyed, Xu Yi will be nothing more than a dead body.

The billowing golden light was like a giant dragon that wanted to devour everything. No matter how Xu Yi tried to dodge, the golden light would always follow him as if it was spiritual.

Vision could no longer be avoided, Xu Yi shouted loudly, the sword light in his palm rose sharply, and turned into a network of light in the air, like a swallowing mysterious beast. The next moment, all the golden light like a rolling dragon was thrown into the network of light. middle.

With a flick of the brush, two groups of unusual forces came together, like flames igniting gunpowder, and there was a loud bang that soared into the sky.

"This is impossible!"

Xuanzhuang's heart skipped a beat, and he was so shocked that he lost all color. All the monks also widened their eyes. They knew very well that the holy light of the Holy Embryo Buddha could not be dispersed at all.

This huge explosion is undoubtedly subverting their inherent understanding.

"Still too weak."

Xu Yi sighed. According to his assumption, this sword net should be able to easily engulf the golden light, but in the end, it ended up like this again.

"Why does this kid have a back-up plan? I can't see through it. I really can't see through it."

Luang Mei was suddenly confused.

While everyone in the field was thinking about it, the terrifying air wave set off by the huge explosion was also sweeping across the entire place. The surrounding area was wild and crazy, and the air wave easily rolled up a thirty-mile radius into white ground.

Just when Xu Yi was about to activate the Immortal Killing Sword again, the air wave suddenly overturned the cloak of the cloaked man wrapped up by the monks, revealing a beautiful face.

With a flick of the eye, Xu Yi felt that his soul was shattered by this glance. The woman in front of him, without any sparkle, was the Xia Zimo he had been thinking about for a long time.

"No wonder, no wonder that when I saw the jade pendant pattern on Xia Ying's body, I felt familiar. Zimo had a jade pendant back then, and the pattern on it was clearly like this. Zimo, this is Zimo... No, no, if she is Zimo Mo, what happened to the Lian Yunshang that I saw in the Immortal Palace that day? Also, her temperament is completely wrong. This girl's whole body is lifeless, and her sense of vicissitudes is too strong. She must be old..."

In an instant, a storm surged in Xu Yi's mind.

"Tan Yue, you have nothing to do with our White Horse Temple, so why are you fighting here endlessly? If you have a problem with the Korean soldiers, you should go find the Korean soldiers. Why bother to embarrass us. If you want to appreciate my White Horse Temple's clever tricks, You can go to Dongzhou, and I, the Twelve Vajra Saint Monk of White Horse Temple in Dongzhou, will definitely make Tan Yue's wish come true."

After the Holy Embryo Buddha failed to defeat Xu Yi with one blow, Xuanzhuang once again resorted to the method of peace talks, with soft words but hard words, and a moderate degree of offense and defense.

It is precisely because of Xuanzhuang's talent for adaptability that he was appointed as the team leader to coordinate the troops from White Horse Temple and preside over this operation.

Xuanzhuang tried his best to persuade, but Xu Yi had no response at all. He stared at the statue-like "Xia Zimo", speechless.

"Senior Brother Xuanzhuang, this man has clearly fallen into the maze. If we don't take his life now, how long will it take?"

Nu Yun, who endured severe injuries and hurriedly returned to the battle, urgently sent a message.

The fight he had just now with Xu Yi made him feel terrified. Only by having a real fight can he clearly understand how terrifying the guy on the other side is, and that if he stays, he will be in serious trouble.

Xuanzhuang's heart skipped a beat, and he pinched the magic formula in his palm. The immovable seal of the golden Buddha in front of him was suddenly pushed out. In an instant, the spiritual power of the whole world gathered crazily towards the big hand seal, and the vast aura penetrated the heaven and the earth.

boom!

Between heaven and earth, a huge handprint, carrying the terrifying power of destroying everything, covered hundreds of miles, and pressed straight towards Xu Yi.

Xu Yi, who was in a trance, came back to his senses. It was too late to react. Suddenly, he heard a soft chant, and the Zhuxian Sword jumped up automatically. The sword light spurted out for several feet, and the dark sword body instantly lit up. The terrifying thunderbolt's true meaning was not concealed. The ground erupted wantonly, sparks and lightning all the way, stabbing towards the giant palm.

Suddenly, it seemed that the world was shaking, and it was dead silent, as if nothing happened.

The sky seems to be closed, and then it seems to be opening.

Xu Yi, who was pressed into a pit dozens of feet underground, felt the huge sense of destruction when he bounced back up.

With a big move of his hand, the blazing Immortal Killing Sword flew into his hand, and the tip of his tongue gently licked the blood on the corner of his mouth. The killing intent in Xu Yi's heart grew uncontrollably and savagely.

Boundless and wild, a murderous god and devil stood up in the hearts of Xuanzhuang and the monks at the same time.