"Be bold!"

Zhang Hao stood with his hands behind his back, facing the strong wind coming from the Zen staff as if it were nothing.

Behind him, seven white tiger guards roared in unison, leaped out, and slashed at the fat monk with blades of light like snow.

There are a total of eighteen monks who came to Jinxiu Villa with Huizhen. They are known as the "Eighteen Arhats" in the world. Each of them is a master who has stepped into the innate realm and is the leader of the "Xing" generation. The eighteen monks joined forces.

, can form the Eighteen Arhat Formation, the ultimate master with the ability to withstand the peak of innate ability. However, one person was injured by Xue Weihan, and another person was seriously injured by Zhao Fu. Now there are only sixteen people left including the fat monk Xing Ai.

When the sixteen monks saw that Xing Ang was under siege, they couldn't hold it back any longer. Fourteen of them rushed forward, wielding their swords and Zen staffs, and attacked the seven white tiger guards.

The leader of this team of war guards had a cold look in his eyes and shouted softly: "Pan King's battle body, seven kills to one!"

The seven war guards shouted loudly in unison, stamped their feet, and their bodies swelled up like ancient giants, with large black and blue sinews and bulging muscles, giving people an unparalleled sense of oppression.

The seven people waved the white tiger swords, and the sword lights suddenly merged, turning into a sea of ​​sword lights that swallowed everything, and reflected back towards the fifteen monks.

Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!

The sound of breaking gold and iron kept resounding. Unprepared, the Zen staffs and swords in the hands of the fifteen monks were all cut off by the overbearing sword force. Three more people were unable to dodge, and in the middle of their body, the light of the sword flashed past, and blood-red mist sprayed into the air.

After a while, the body split into two pieces fell to the ground.

"What a powerful external force, what a domineering sword technique!" Shangguan Wuming couldn't help but be moved. He looked at Zhang Hao and said in a deep voice: "Does the Master of Haotian Pavilion really want to kill us all in one fell swoop? Aren't you afraid that your loved ones will be hurt and your enemies will be happy?

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Zhang Hao smiled slightly and said: "Mr. Shangguan is joking, both Yun Daxia and you are the pillars of the martial arts world. How dare we be rude? I, the Supervisor Pavilion, act in accordance with the laws of heaven and the laws of the country. We must do what we do.

There are laws to follow, laws must be followed, law enforcement must be strict, and violations of the law must be punished. If there is any violation, we welcome supervision and reporting from all walks of life in the martial arts! We will definitely scrutinize the people of Yunlin Temple and we will not be unjust.

A good person will not let go of a bad person. If there are people who have been deceived, as long as they do it anyway, they must be given a chance to change their ways!"

Shangguan Wuming sighed and said: "Pavilion Master, I have to disagree with you. Yunlin Temple, a famous temple through the ages, is by no means that unbearable. Even if there are one or two small figures, how can the whole temple be implicated? Today, the Scarlet Sun Demon Sect is rampant in the Central Plains.

In addition, the Brahma Sect of the Great Sun came to the west to discuss martial arts, and the martial arts in the Central Plains will never be in chaos again!"

"Brother Shangguan Dao, what you said is wrong. A group of barbarians from the Red Sun Sect and a group of monks from outside the territory of the Great Sun Brahma Sect. They don't know how to live and die. They dare to cause trouble in the world. With me in the Supervisory Pavilion, they are really asking for their own death!"

A gray-clothed Taoist floated in, came to Zhang Hao, bowed and said: "See the Pavilion Master."

"Kong Mingzi!" Shangguan Wuming glanced at this Taoist and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

Ninety-nine percent of the heroes in Kong Mingzi's hall are unaware of this, but Shangguan Wuming knows that he is the current leader of the Tianxie Sect, the secret sect of the Demon Sect. His martial arts skills are so high that he is considered to be one of the few under the master. He has reached the level of extraordinary martial arts.

The ultimate situation is very difficult to deal with.

Wentian Pavilion and the Demon Sect were enemies for a long time. When the Demon Sect wreaked havoc in the world, the hero Zhuo Yunfeng appeared and slew all the evil spirits with a heavenly sword. In his later years, he established the Wentian Pavilion lineage, doing good and eradicating evil from generation to generation, becoming

Holy land of martial arts.

When Shangguan Wuming was wandering around the world in his early years, descendants from various demon sects naturally came to visit him. This Kong Mingzi was his defeated general in the past.

Kong Mingzi's eyes were shining with purple light, and she had a childlike face, as if she was a master.

"Brother Shangguan Dao, it's been a long time!" Kong Mingzi looked at Shangguan Wuming, with a mysterious smile on his lips.

A divine light flashed in Shangguan Wuming's eyes, and an inexplicable coercion suddenly appeared in his thin body, like the infinite sky, overwhelming and unstoppable. He said slowly: "It seems that the Demon Sect is really going to join the world in a big way?"

Hiss!

Kong Mingzi seemed to be unable to bear the pressure, her body swayed slightly, and her face turned green and white.

"The master's method, the magical effect of knowing the gods!" Zhang Hao's eyes moved and he said slightly to himself.

In any world, including the world of Kunxu, martial arts practice follows the steps of refining Qi and transforming Qi into God. The innate is Qi refining, and the master is the god.

The realm of transformation into gods is divided into yin gods and yang gods.

The realm of Yin Shen is to open the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows, condense one's own consciousness, and control the whole body without leakage, with perfect essence and no stain.

Once you reach this point in martial arts, you are a master!

As for the realm of Yangshen, it is to open up the innate spirit of human beings and see the true nature of nature, which is so mysterious that it is difficult to explain.

The warriors of Yang Shen unite with heaven and earth, interact with heaven and man, exert their vitality, and move the heavens with their thoughts. All kinds of supernatural powers have begun to surpass the imagination of the mortal world.

Although the master who condenses the spirit of consciousness is not as extraordinary as the great master of Yang Shen, he can also develop the potential of the physical body to the extreme, and can defeat thousands of troops. He also has the magical function of spiritual consciousness, can see into every detail, defend the enemy mentally, and hurt people with his aura!

Shangguan Wuming is one of the three great masters in the martial arts world in the Central Plains. The invisible power of his consciousness alone is enough to suppress any martial artist under the master. The slightest move can make Kong Mingzi fall into the abyss and find it difficult to support him!

Naturally, Zhang Hao couldn't just watch Kong Mingzi's frustration and ignore it. Wouldn't it be embarrassing for him, the supervisor of the Pavilion, to be embarrassed?

If it were a real sword and a spear, it would be impossible for him, a fake immortal who had just glimpsed the innate nature, to defeat a grandmaster, even if what he cultivated was the true method of the Emperor Tian Wuji Dao that was said to point directly to the ultimate realm of the Dao!

But when it comes to the wonderful use of spiritual consciousness, how can the indigenous warriors in this world compare to the hundreds of millions of years of accumulation in the Kunxu world and the subtlety and mystery of the true method of Emperor Tianwuji?

Zhang Hao smiled softly, the golden light in his eyes suddenly became brighter, and the whole person became blurry, Haoran, like the master between heaven and earth, the supreme avenue, the mysterious spiritual power manifested the towering nine heavens, billions of immortal gods

, all the gods, Buddhas, demons, dragons and demons, the vast and endless world, severely impacted Shangguan Wuming’s spiritual momentum!

This is the essence of the Mystical Technique in the True Dharma of Huangtian Wuji Dao. The Holy Dharma of the High Emperor God in the Mysterious Sky. In one thought, it is like the Emperor of Heaven descending from the dust, exerting pressure for eternity!

Zhang Hao said with a smile at the same time: "Mr. Shangguan, Taoist Master Kong Ming has surrendered to the imperial court and is one of the four elders of our Supervisory Pavilion. How can he say that he was born in the past?"

boom!

Like a volcano erupting, like a comet hitting the ground, in the invisible realm, inexplicable power explodes, sweeping across the sky and the earth!

Shangguan Wuming's body moved, and the power of consciousness that suppressed Kong Mingzi was immediately defeated. However, in the sea of ​​consciousness between his eyebrows, there was a sharp sword intention that trembled slightly, as if he was eager to try.

"Um?"

Shangguan Wuming calmed down, nodded slightly, and said with an inexplicable expression: "The master of the pavilion is indeed a man of heaven and man. I admire him very much, but I still hope that the master of the pavilion can restrain your subordinates well, otherwise it may not be a blessing!"
Chapter completed!