The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 184
Nine sword lights lit up, facing the golden Buddha's palm that fell down.

Under the blatantly pressed golden palm, amidst the golden Buddha light that lit up half the sky, the nine sword lights were faint and undetectable, and the black and red mottled brilliance made it difficult to ignore their existence, but every sword Light, but condensed to the extreme, pure to the extreme, is the sword in which Li Li's energy and energy are all concentrated!
Everyone can feel the fierce killing intent and the supreme sword intent that advances but never retreats contained in each sword light!
Every single stroke of this kind of sword light is no worse than the sword that Mo Li just entered the innate realm just now, but at this moment, there are a total of nine strokes!
It's not that one person made nine swords, but nine people made one sword each!
In the eyes of all the martial arts masters present who have stepped into the comprehension of sword intent, they can clearly see the figure wielding this sword light from under the big Buddha and from the black and red mottled sword light. There are nine, nine Don't leave!

Their appearances and expressions are generally the same, all of them are very solemn, with murderous intent in their eyes, and the long swords in their hands are shaking, and the place they are striking is also the same!
In the rivers and lakes, there are many masters who can clone phantoms and hide the real ones under false pretences. It is difficult to divide the nine phantoms, but it is not impossible for no one to do it. However, it is to confuse the enemy, so that they can hand out a killing sword!
However, in the face of this giant golden Buddha sitting in the sky, what is the phantom, it is impossible to defeat the opponent, but it is a waste of energy!
It is absolutely impossible for the majestic sword god to do such an irrational action. There is only one explanation, that is, all the nine swords are true!
At this thought, everyone turned pale with shock, how can there be such martial arts in this world? !
Just when these masters were inexplicably shocked, the nine sword lights met the golden Buddha's palm. The black and red mottled rays of light were extremely fierce and cold, and they sank into the golden Buddha's palm with one blow!
The duel between the two forces, which can be called the most powerful force in the world, revealed the winner in this instant, but it was seen that the sword light broke through the golden Buddha light with difficulty, and slashed on the golden Buddha palm. The air burst out like a rain of swords, and the jingling sound was endless, cutting the golden Buddha's light into pieces abruptly, and landed on the mark made by the previous sword, cutting the long and narrow sword mark deep again. many!
At this point, this sword light completely exhausted its power, and then disappeared without a trace. However, there are still eight sword lights like this. At the moment when the power of the sword light was exhausted just now, they were almost indistinguishable He arrived in front of the Buddha's palm, in front of that sword mark, and landed on it!

"No!"

Basiba, who was manipulating the Golden Buddha, suddenly yelled, his voice full of horror and fear.

The moment he touched the other sword lights, he suddenly discovered that all of these eight sword lights were real, and their power was exactly the same as the first one. How could this be possible? !
Li Li, who has just entered the innate realm, can still deal with him, but nine, even in his heyday, may not have a chance of winning!
But by this time, it's too late to regret!

Eight sword lights landed on the golden Buddha's palm in no particular order, one sword after another. It can be seen that with the explosion of black and red sword lights, the golden Buddha's light continued to annihilate, and the Buddha's palm was split abruptly. It opened, and then the sword light fell on the golden Buddha along the palm of his hand!
The extremely condensed and pure sword light, in the inconceivable eyes of everyone, smashed the arm of the golden Buddha statue, smashed the body of the golden Buddha statue, and finally, with the last sword light sinking in, Even the head of the golden Buddha was smashed into pieces, and the whole Buddha turned into a shower of light, shining across the southern peak of Mount Hua in the blazing Buddha light!
However, after the ultimate brilliance, it completely disappeared.

As the dazzling golden Buddha's light dissipated, the entire southern peak of Mount Hua returned to calm.

There is no golden Buddha, no sword intent, only a round of bright moon hanging high in the sky, sprinkled with silvery light, illuminating the earth transparently.

Under the moonlight, the two stood separately.

A person dressed in white as snow, with handsome facial features and a strange charm all over his body, is exactly the Living Buddha Basiba.

Except for the tattered white monk's robe, he was the same as when he came, with no scars on his body, and his demeanor and demeanor were still transcendent, pure and compassionate, full of Zen.

As for the other person, the blue shirt moved with the wind, but it was stained with countless blood stains. His eyes, nose, corners of his mouth, ears, and many vital points all over his body had blood dripping slowly. However, he still stood upright, pointing at the Ziwu sword obliquely in his hand, his brows were full of heroic spirit, as soon as he entered the Zhenwu Square back then, he raised his sword and challenged the young men in green shirts who were the heads of all the sects!
Who wins? !
Qunhao present looked at the two people in the field, and murmured in their hearts.

It's no wonder they couldn't understand it. Judging from the fight just now, it was clear that the sword light pierced the sky and cut the golden giant Buddha into pieces. However, at this moment, the dying person was the owner of that sword light!
"What kind of martial arts is this?"

Ba Siba suddenly spoke, his voice was no longer calm, but contained unwillingness and pain.

"Nine Yin Scriptures, Spiral Nine Shadows."

Mo Li replied in a weak tone.

Anyone could tell that this peerless swordsman, who had just shown his might just now, had exhausted all his energy.

"Nine Yin Scriptures, what a Nine Yin Scriptures, the Taoist sect of the Central Plains, there are really strange people and strangers, emerging endlessly!"

Ba Siba praised, and laughed loudly, the smile seemed to be relief, joy, pain, regret, the emotions were so complicated that people couldn't tell the truth at the moment.

After laughing, he said again: "The old monk was not defeated by your Central Plains martial arts, but by my Tibetan Dharma Protector. Without the help of Dragon and Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, you would definitely not be able to defeat me today. Are you right?"

Mo Li looked at him calmly, and said flatly, "You lost."

Ba Siba's expression changed suddenly.

"I lost...I lost..."

He muttered to himself, his facial features gradually became distorted, and he no longer had the appearance of a pure, compassionate and peaceful eminent monk, only pain and loneliness!

"No, I am undefeated, I am undefeated, the old monk is invincible in the world, even Zhang Sanfeng can't do anything about it, how could he lose, how could he lose..."

He raised his hands high, as if he was asking the sky, his expression was almost crazy.

However, Li Li ignored him at all, just shook his head slightly, put his long sword back into its sheath, turned around, and walked slowly down the mountain.

He was just an old monk who dared not admit his failure when he was dying, how could he deserve his attention?
He came down the mountain step by step. The white-clothed monk who came out of the mountain twice and couldn't breathe due to the pressure of the Taoist sect was in a state of madness, his voice became smaller and smaller, until his whole body froze and fell down. It fell to the ground without making a sound.

"Hey, this old monk is also a generation of Living Buddha, so he doesn't have much bearing." The short elder of the Huashan School said disdainfully.

Elder Gao smiled and said: "He has won all his life and been invincible all his life, and it is not uncommon for him to be defeated suddenly by a junior.

No one paid any attention to the living Buddha Ba Siba who fell to the ground.

The losers are no longer worthy of attention, even if they were once number one in the world.

All eyes were focused on the blood-stained figure walking down the mountain slowly.

It was Ba Siba who lost, and Ba Siba himself admitted that he was defeated!

All the heroes present were shocked inexplicably. Ba Siba, the living Buddha who lived for more than a hundred years, even Zhang Sanfeng had nothing to do with him, died on Mount Hua, at the hands of this third-generation disciple of the Wudang sect!

This is the new number one in the world!

Sword God Mo Li, at this moment, is the real Sword God!

The gangsters thought of the young man's many achievements since his debut, and thought of the young man's age, which is only twenty, and couldn't help feeling even more sad.

The number one in the world at the age of [-] has still defeated the number one in the world who is living Buddha Bhasba, and he is afraid that he will remain invincible for decades!

Wudang, what a blessing!
"Li'er..."

Song Yuanqiao watched his disciples slowly descending the mountain with complicated eyes, feeling as if he was in a dream.

Ba Siba was killed so easily?
If the realm is not enough, you will step into the innate, and if one sword is not enough, you will use nine swords!

Sitting for three years is just for this moment, my disciples are really well prepared!
Thinking of the moment when Zhang Sanfeng was forced to ascend three years ago, thinking of the time when Basiba survived with the secret method of empowerment, and the moment when he was discussing the classics and discussing the victory of Wuyi, Song Yuanqiao, a man who was nearly fifty years old, couldn't help but reddened his eyes. up.

Who knows the pressure he is under?
Zhang Sanfeng soared, and Wudang's reputation was at its peak, but without Zhang Sanfeng's greatest background, the most outstanding disciple under his sect was still missing, and only relying on the Seven Heroes to maintain it, the big enemy Ba Siba was still alive in the world, it's hard to say One day, I went to Wudang for a walk, and Song Yuanqiao's life can be imagined.

Well, it's all over.

"Go, pick up Li'er, let's go back to the mountain!"

Song Yuanqiao shouted loudly, and the Seven Heroes responded in unison, and they all stepped up the mountain together, heading towards Mo Li.

Li Li looked at the group of elders who were coming towards him, a smile appeared on his pale face, but the corners of his mouth twitched, implicating the injury, he just felt as if his whole body was being torn apart, and every part of his body was not painless. The smile immediately turned into pain.

It is not easy to kill Ba Siba.

For more than a hundred years of hard work, Zhang Sanfeng slashed him twice. His physical injuries were not healed, and he was forced to transform into a physical body. It's not that a person like Li Li who has just stepped into the innate realm can do nothing.

Naturally, Mo Li would not fail to guess. Fortunately, in addition to Wudang martial arts, he also practiced the fragments of the Nine Yin Manual, and also practiced the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu of the Esoteric School.

The former's spiral nine shadows can be divided into phantoms, virtual and real, and constantly changing. Li Li could have three real bodies and six fake bodies before, and his physical body would not be able to handle any more.

Coincidentally, this Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu is an external kung fu method that goes through three rounds and seven meridians and finds a different way. After three years of intensive study, he has cultivated this kung fu to the eleventh level.

The physical body of the eleventh level is barely enough to split into nine real bodies, and the nine innate realms Li Li together with the sword, even Ba Siba in the heyday has to retreat, let alone the current Ba Siba?

Caught off guard, Li Li's sword intent broke through the defense, severely wounded his spirit, and killed him.

So until his death, he did not admit that he was defeated by Li Li, but said that he was defeated by the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu.

But this statement is undoubtedly extremely ridiculous. Just relying on the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, one can kill this old monk even if he has cultivated to the thirteenth stage of perfection.
"Li'er, are you in serious trouble?!"

The Seven Heroes went up the mountain and surrounded Mo Li, Yin Liting asked with concern: "Just now Ba Siba said that your life is not long, is it true or not?"

"I didn't...cough cough..."

Before Mo Li could say a word, he just coughed lightly. He covered his mouth with his hand, but blood kept coming out from between his palms, which couldn't be stopped no matter what.

"Li'er!" "Li'er!"...

Everyone in Wudang came over emotionally, but Mo Li felt that the world was spinning in front of him, and his body lost half of his strength. He could no longer hold the long sword, and even if it fell to the ground, his whole body became limp immediately. Fall towards the ground.

This accident stunned all the heroes on the mountain.

No one expected that Li Li, the sword god who had just revealed his divine power and defeated Basiba, the current living Buddha, would look like he was about to die in a blink of an eye.

Could it be that this newly born No. [-] in the world suffered some incurable wound in the fight just now?

Although there were many people who cared about Li Li, there were even more people who hated him. At this moment, they all looked at the fallen figure with different expressions and their own calculations.

Everyone wants to be number one in the world, and no one wants to have an irresistible number one in the world on top of their heads, or a number one in the world like Li Li who has stepped into the innate realm!

The members of the Demon Cult occupied a corner, and King Yinye's eyes flickered, and he said, "Father, this is the perfect time to make a move!"

After killing Li Li, who else in the world can stop their Mingjiao? !
However, Yin Tianzheng looked at Qixia solemnly for a long time, finally shook his head, and said: "Don't be impulsive, since Ba Siba said that he has a few days to live, then it must be so, let's just wait."

"But in case..."

"No but, who can break through the real martial arts formation?!"

Yin Tianzheng interrupted angrily.

True Martial Seven Intersection Formation!
There was a look of fear on Yin Yewang's face. The power of this formation has been spread all over the world with several battles. Their Mingjiao has many masters, and it is absolutely difficult to break through this formation, and even if it breaks , himself is also seriously injured, the loss outweighs the gain.

The people of the Ming Cult are so afraid, and the masters of other factions dare not try the power of the Zhenwu Seven-section Formation, they can only sit on the sidelines and watch the development of the situation.

"Li'er..."

Song Yuanqiao put his arms around his disciples, the tears in his eyes finally couldn't help falling down, his face was full of pain.

Li Li wanted to raise his hand to wipe Song Yuanqiao, but in the end he had no strength at all, he forced a smile, and said weakly: "Master, don't panic, disciple...the disciple can't leave at this moment. "

He entered the Xiantian realm by force, and all the meridians and acupoints in his body were severely injured, and he performed martial arts such as the Spiral Nine Shadows, which put a heavy burden on the physical body. Well, with such a serious injury, he can last at least three or two months.

"How can I save you?!"

Song Yuanqiao asked anxiously.

Li Li shook his head lightly, and said, "Master, you don't need to waste your efforts, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he passed out suddenly...

(End of this chapter)