50. Chapter 50 All things are destroyed and the world is buried

Author: A pot of soup from the sea

Chapter 50 All things are destroyed and the world is buried

The sword knocked out many monks. When the sword light converged, it was the time when the old strength was gone and the new strength was not regenerated. The two strong men attacked and killed them when there was no room between them.

Very good at timing.

The most terrifying thing is the two great masters.

However, Jiang Ming's expression remained unchanged. The sword light reappeared, leaving endless afterimages. The tip of his sword seemed to appear under the fingers in front of him and in front of the palm behind him at the same time, forcing the two strong men to retreat suddenly.

But at this time, four warriors were attacked from all sides at the same time, and their auras exploded, with the power to destroy mountains and mountains. Two of them even appeared above their heads, slashing down with swords in the air.

Fighting in all directions and at high altitude.

Lock up all of Jiang Ming.

"Six peak masters!" Jiang Ming's eyes focused, his swords fought, and his killing sword intent spurted out. In an instant, the dense sword energy forced everyone back.

Even the two great masters who came to attack again retreated.

The messy sword energy strangled dozens of stick monks on the spot.

Compared to the battle with the Vajra Monk, his killing sword intent has not only increased several times, but his cold killing intent can freeze the mind of an innate warrior.

The many powerful men who attacked and killed him paused for a moment, all showing looks of horror.

After the attack by the stick formation, there was an attack by two great masters, and then six peak masters joined forces, and all of them were forced to retreat?

Unbelievable.

How powerful is he?

This is the thought that flashes through everyone's mind.

"Haha!" Jiang Mingke laughed loudly and boldly, turned the long sword back into the sheath, raised his arms and shouted, "This is interesting, come on, let me beat you all to death!"

The blood is boiling and the fighting spirit is high.

This battle made him really interested, so he had no intention of using weapons.

He is ready to kill the enemy with both fists.

"Holy Monk Guangming, I'll kill you first!" Jiang Ming rushed away.

The fist was wrapped with extremely rich Gang Qi, and it suddenly turned red, and the friction with the air directly burned out flames, and the mighty power of the blazing sun also blessed it,

The air was punched through.

The surrounding area also increased by more than twenty degrees in an instant.

Especially the spectators, in a trance, they seemed to see rounds of scorching sun rising behind him, hanging high above their heads, with such power that people dared not look directly at it.

"Big devil, you will be saved today!" Holy Monk Guangming shouted angrily, and golden light erupted from his body, interweaving outside his body, triggering a tide of vitality. As he clapped his hands, dense palms appeared around him.

Swarm down and kill everything.

This is exactly the Thousand-Armed Tathagata Palm.

Each palm print contained an aura of suppression, but Jiang Ming punched it through, and the air flow formed a vortex, shattering all the palm prints.

The fists kept coming.

Saint Monk Guangming's expression changed again, and he used his demon-suppressing hand again, but he couldn't resist Jiang Ming's steps at all.

At this time, the attacks from other powerful men had arrived.

Jiang Ming ignored it at all.

The Gang Qi in the body interweaves and forms a Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram, which removes all the power from the attack.

"One yang begins, two yangs rise, three yangs flourish!"

Jiang Ming punched three times in succession, distorting the air and making the space seem to be penetrated.

His blood is flowing and his blood is flowing through the sky.

Rumble…

With three punches, even if there were other warriors blocking him, Holy Monk Guang Ming was blown away and his blood spilled into the sky. If he faced Jiang Ming alone, he would definitely be blasted.

"Retreat quickly!" Zen Master Pudu shouted, and then shouted violently, "Suppress the demon circle!"

Before Jiang Ming could pursue him, he saw whip shadows coming across the sky. When they struck him, they also formed vortexes, causing him to stagnate, as if he was stuck in a quagmire.

Many strong men came to attack again.

The holy monk Guangming must also retreat completely.

"You want to stop me?" Jiang Ming showed his madness and roared, "It's not enough!"

"The four suns are in the sky, the five suns are shining on the world, and the six suns are burning the mountains, open it for me!"

Rumble…

Three consecutive punches exploded all the power of the Demon Subduing Circle, and the people who were besieging him were pushed back again. One of them, a strong man at the peak of his master's level, could not resist, and his body exploded on the spot.

"Meteor Step, Wind Control Movement!"

As soon as Jiang Ming's feet moved, he rose into the air, like a golden eagle flying in the air. His speed was extremely fast, and he chased after the holy monk Guangming.

"The seven suns boil the sea, the eight suns produce no life, and the nine suns destroy all things!"

Jiang Ming roared loudly, and his strength was pushed to the extreme.

The fiery breath made the air boil, and the power of Nine Yang's artistic conception also caused the surrounding temperature to rise again, rising and twisting, and three punches were fired one after another, which was extremely terrifying.

The aura that destroyed everything made even Lu Yuan's hair stand on end while watching the battle.

The holy monk Guangming, who was more than ten meters away, suddenly suffered from heart palpitations, and the feeling of death made him realize something.

Can't hide.

Can't stop it.

This blow will kill you.

"Then die!" Saint Monk Guangming's face twisted, and he suddenly turned around and faced Jiang Ming directly. He clasped his hands and bowed forward. At this moment, he was extremely pious and filled with endless faith. "I bow to you!"

The fingertips of his clasped hands were aimed at the center of Jiang Ming's eyebrows.

The power in his body was suddenly drained away, and a ray of golden light flew out from his fingertips, condensing the supreme power of Gang Qi and a mysterious spiritual fluctuation.

Bang……

Under the fist, the body of Saint Monk Guangming exploded on the spot.

"Amitabha!" Zen Master Pudu cried out sadly, and then roared, "This demon has been driven by the holy monk Guangming with the intention of dying, and he has used the supreme magical power to cast the light of the demon Buddha. He is at the moment when his mind is lost. Everyone, life and death are at stake.

This blow, take action, take action, give it to me!"

He was so angry that his voice became hoarse.

At this moment, many hidden strong men all rushed over and struck the strongest blow at Jiang Ming.

After seeing his terror and having the opportunity to kill him, how could he still keep him?

If the Grand Master says to kill, just kill him.

Is this human power?

Zhang Laodao should retreat when he sees him.

If you are so strong that you cannot see the end of it, and if you are so strong that it makes people despair, then you should not live.

No one expected that there would be a towering being above them, as powerful as Dalin Temple, who would dare to attack him alone, forcing Saint Monk Guangming to use the forbidden method of death.

It's too scary.

Boom!

The sky exploded and the mountain peaks collapsed.

Even the peak where the thousand-year-old ancient temple sits cannot withstand so many terrifying forces.

A total of more than thirty powerful men above Grandmasters all exploded at this moment, and they were all the pinnacle beings among Grandmasters. With this combined attack, even Zhang Laodao could be easily killed.

Absolutely no one in the world can resist it.

"I actually realized the magical power of spirit and integrated it with the power of Gang Qi, making the power of this attack reach an unpredictable level. It is worthy of being an ancient temple with a thousand years of history, and its profound heritage is shocking. If other great masters face it,

Yes, I'm afraid I'm really going to hate you. What a pity, what a pity, you bumped into me!" Jiang Ming's voice was very fast, echoing around him.

The blow just now was unable to shake his mind at all.

Not to mention that he has the supreme talent of "soul master", but he has comprehended dozens of artistic conceptions and been baptized by Taoism, which has tempered his spiritual will to a level that ordinary people cannot imagine.

Seeing the palm shadow, sword energy, knife light, stick shadow, finger strength and other extremely powerful attacks coming from all directions also brought a lot of pressure to him.

"If I don't resist, even if I'm physically very strong, I'm afraid I will be seriously injured or even die... No, nine times out of ten I won't die!"

Jiang Ming turned his thoughts slightly, his true energy boiled, and the power of the nine artistic conceptions initially merged together. As his body turned, he also punched in each direction.

"Nine suns merge into one to bury heaven and earth!"

With one punch, the world was darkened and everything was in chaos.

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