Two Realms: I use martial arts to ask for longevity

Chapter 483: Void Forbidden Technique + Kill All

"coming!"

The shouting had stopped long ago.

Obviously, people outside the city had long discovered that the incense and wishes of all living beings gathered on the Muni Pearl had become extremely thin.

After losing scruples.

The siege was launched immediately.

But why didn't they cut down trees or pile up earth, but instead?

"It was the cavalry that attacked the city. Could it be that he thought that our city was just a small one and could not withstand a single blow? He is so arrogant and ignorant..."

County Magistrate Hu Guangyu burst out laughing and pointed at the soldiers outside the city. As he laughed, his voice became lower.

Because he found that the general Lian Zhenshan behind him did not smile.

Even Tang Yuanqing from the Tang family didn't laugh.

Old Monk Xuanshan didn't even laugh.

Instead, he frowned, as if facing a powerful enemy.

"What's wrong with you? Do you really think he can ride a horse and knock down the city headfirst?"

Hu Guangyu didn't understand.

That day, Zhou Ping'an rushed into the city, taking a blow from the Muni Pearl with half of his body broken. Despite this injury, he brazenly killed the Buddhist disciple Li Yuangang and escaped unscathed. At that time, Hu Guangyu was enjoying the boundless scenery by having sex with his new concubine in broad daylight.

Naturally, he had never seen Zhou Ping'an's majestic and fierce appearance.

However, in the past few days, Zhou Pingan was seen appearing outside from time to time.

Seeing that the other person was gentle and elegant, and had no more arms or legs than others, he looked just like that.

Although I took it 100% seriously and told myself that I should not underestimate that tough guy who was able to win consecutive battles in just a few months and come to me.

However, Hu Guangyu, who was a direct disciple of the abbot of Brahma Temple, still felt in his heart that his uncle and others were making a fuss out of nothing.

In the final analysis, he is nothing more than a warrior who has not even broken through the Zhenwu form refining technique. No matter how strong he is, there are limits to his strength.

"boom……"

Just thought of this.

There was darkness before his eyes.

The scorching sun in the sky seemed to be swallowed up by the heavenly dog ​​in an instant. No light could be seen, and no human figures could be seen around.

Hu Guangyu could only hear the sound of the sea waves crashing against the shore, and the endless waves rushed towards him, as if the deep sea waves were turning into raging waves before his eyes...

He was slightly startled and could no longer stand still. He did not care about the military formation behind him and leaped backwards dozens of feet away.

Completely subconscious move.

"It is Kunpeng's magical skill, covering the sky and the sea. Be careful to guard the city walls and the army is in formation."

Lian Zhenshan beside him also couldn't see clearly, and also felt the boundless pressure like a mountain and a sea, bombarding him heavily.

He knew that it was all an illusion, and as long as he didn't take it seriously in his heart, it wasn't real.

Feeling the panic rising in the hearts of tens of thousands of soldiers who shared his thoughts, Lian Zhenshan shouted, "Hold steady, front row, raise your shields, raise your spears..."

As he shouted, a bright light appeared behind him, rising like a small sun, emitting infinite light and breaking through the fog...

Then, a huge sword that was a hundred feet long was seen, wrapped in green waves, whistling and slashing down.

As the sword wave fell, the air around exploded, and the city gates and even the city walls were like sand piles, which were swept away by the sword wind and exploded into powder all over the sky.

A huge force hits.

Hundreds of soldiers in the front row were like water drops splashing in the sea, splashing in all directions.

While still in mid-air, his armor exploded and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Lian Zhenshan screamed in pain, holding the gun with both hands to block the attack, layers of golden scales appeared in front of him, and the murderous aura was like a wall.

But it couldn't stop this momentum at all.

He only felt his arms become extremely heavy and extremely fragile, as if they were holding up a huge mountain. Boom—

Both the man and the horse had slid ten feet away.

By the time he came to his senses, the horse under him had exploded into a bloody mess.

His arms were shaking and twitching wildly, and he could hardly even lift the gun in his hands.

"How can the Kunpeng divine skill of Yunshui Sect be so powerful?"

Lian Zhenshan looked at the devastation before his eyes. The military spirit of 30,000 soldiers was gathered together, but they could not withstand even a blow from the enemy. Their morale was low and they lost all their fighting spirit.

I secretly thought it was terrible.

When a large army charges into battle, it is not like an ordinary duel in the martial arts world. They can move around and avoid the strong and attack the weak.

The two sides lined up to confront each other.

Strong is strong, weak is weak, there is no room for falsehood.

At this moment, he finally understood how miserable the death of the Buddhist disciple Li Yuangang was.

He was still laughing at himself. The enemy threw away their weapons and even their troops, and only knew how to escape madly, which made the leading general lose face.

At this moment, he also wanted to abandon these 30,000 troops and turn around and run away.

Unfortunately, someone was watching.

Yes, someone is watching, so there is still hope. It is not impossible to kill him.

Lian Zhenshan forced himself to pull himself together and calm down his almost collapsed mentality.

In his eyes, he could already see three thousand cavalrymen charging towards him like a black tide.

The leader was wearing green armor and a jade crown, holding a three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand. He and his horse seemed to be riding the wind and had already rushed in front of him.

A ray of white light flashed in the air and hit the head of the blue-armored knight.

The further it falls, the bigger it becomes.

Until it turns into a brilliant sun.

"Again?"

Zhou Ping'an raised his head.

Looking at the Muni Pearl falling from the sky, his eyes were cold.

When he saw the bead, he felt the pain in his bones again...

The last time I was hit by a series of precious beads, and with the blessing of a huge amount of incense and vows, it was no less than being hit by a mountain directly. The feeling was quite painful.

He knew that although these magical instruments, which had been refined by the power of Buddha and imitated powerful magic weapons, were not of very high level, they all had some unique uses.

Just like this bead.

The first is heavy, broken...

Then there is mental repression.

While making people feel that they cannot be enemies, it will also tightly lock the breath of their souls.

Once the orb is sacrificed, it is generally extremely difficult to dodge it.

Just like now, the pearly light flashed and hit my body.

It’s as fast as light. How can we avoid it?
Therefore, Zhou Ping'an never thought about hiding.

He took a deep breath.

The sun's body orifices were operating at the same time, and there seemed to be an arc of light outside the body, bulging outwards.

A punch was thrown out, and a scorching sun rose up as well.

boom……

A huge impact of tens of millions of pounds.

A round of black light exploded from the tip of Zhou Ping'an's fist, sweeping in all directions. His body sank slightly, the bones of the horse under him were broken into pieces, and his feet stepped into the ground, sinking to his knees.

However, the shining Muni Pearl did not work this time.

The bead made a scream, bounced back and flew backwards uncontrollably.

The old monk Xuanshan stretched out his hands and made a seal, and his body leaned back, his white beard flying wildly, and he almost fell headfirst from the roof.

The beads are connected to the spirit.

He felt as if he was hit on the forehead by a huge hammer, and felt a sharp pain and buzzing in his head.

My thinking almost stopped.

"Void Slash!"

Zhou Ping'an's body seemed to be swaying forward, but also seemed to be standing still.

The light green sword in his hand turned into a full moon, making it difficult to see whether he had drawn the sword or not.

In front of him, Lian Zhenshan sensed the danger and thrust out with his spear.

When the spear was halfway through, there was a sound of wind passing by, and the next moment, the head had rolled off the neck.

Not far behind him.

Hu Guangyu clasped his palms together, and circles of light appeared on the edges of his palms, like a mirror reflecting a ray of green knife light.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief.

The circle of light in front of the palm has been split into two.

His forehead was also split into two.

First a line of blood appeared.

Then, his entire big, round body fell to the sides.

But I don't know when it was cut by a knife.

The remaining two pieces of the body were glued together, and finally the Round Light Palm was used.

Sadly, it no longer has any effect.

"Invincible."

Tang Yuanqing, who was hiding in the crowd, and the old monk Xuanshan, who was standing on the roof, saw it all at a glance.

The sword that Zhou Ping'an had used to break the city was an immeasurable heavy sword move that was a fusion of Kunpeng's four magical skills, Covering the Sky and Covering the Sea. It could not only cover the sky and the sun, but also stir up the power of a thousand-foot-high sea tide. It was impossible to block it, and it was extremely dangerous.

When attacking a strong position, he would use this heavy sword technique. Anyone who was not as strong or as powerful as him would be unable to stop him from charging forward.

The next move he made was the Sky-breaking Sword Technique which was a fusion of Kunpeng's four magical skills: Controlling the Wind and Splitting the Sky.

It blends into the wind and is invincible.

It was so fast that it was indescribable. You couldn't even see it. Lian Zhenshan and Hu Guangyu didn't even know how they died.

"If you don't do it now, when will you do it?"

Old Monk Xuanshan stretched out his hand to call back the Muni Pearl, but found that the light on the pearl had dimmed, and it was obvious that its spirituality had been greatly lost. While he felt distressed, a trace of fear also rose in his heart.

Even this powerful Buddhist weapon cannot hurt his body. This battle is likely to be disastrous.

"Master Xuanshan, don't worry. I am just a reckless man. Look at my magical power."

Tang Yuanqing in the crowd had a faint smile on his face, and with one step, he was already in front of Zhou Pingan.

"Feast!"

He opened his mouth and shouted a word. The void in all directions trembled slightly.

Countless blood beads rose up and turned green.

hum...

A strange force enveloped the area hundreds of feet in front of the city.

Just in time, Zhou Ping'an was covered.

Zhou Ping'an had already discovered this person's whereabouts with the corner of his eye using his spiritual tentacles. He controlled the wind and energy with his sword, slashing down with the wind, splitting the void. Just as he slashed at the top of his head, he heard the other person speak.

Then, he was surprised to find that the blade bounced out from the wind, and the intention of cutting through the void quietly disappeared.

At the same time, his sword intent became blank and his mental strength suddenly became silent.

The most outrageous thing is that his body has become extremely heavy, and his blood, energy, and starlight seem to have never existed.

“Boom…”

There were huge figures on both sides, one holding a knife, the other wielding a sword, like two elephants, dancing lightly and floating over like two feathers. Their moves were strange, fast and flexible, crisscrossing in a cross, blocking his escape direction.

The sword moves with great force and power.

The sword's moves were sinister and mysterious, attacking from all directions of the body like a poisonous snake.

Ban mental power, ban spiritual energy, ban blood...

It even imprisoned my star energy.

"What secret method is this?"

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Chapter 540: Kill Them All

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Zhou Ping'an was very surprised, but to be on the safe side, he did not charge forward and continue to attack the middle-aged scholar with the fan. Instead, he brandished his sword at both sides, blocking the sword and the knife, and retreated to relieve the force.

This was the first time they had retreated since they had stormed the city.

"Haha, you've been hit by my Jade Blood Washing Blue Sky Magical Technique. Within half an incense stick of time, your body will be like that of an ordinary person. How can you resist Tang San and Tang Jiu's Yin-Yang swords?"

"Master Xuanshan, to avoid any more trouble, why don't we attack together and kill this beast!"

Tang Yuanqing's face began to turn blue.

Although he was still smiling happily, there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

He found that the attack of Tang San and Tang Jiu was like two divine elephants, stomping on the ground and shaking the mountains.

Swinging the sword, even the sky seemed to be cut in half.

The power of the physical body was exerted to the fullest extent. Even a master of the Zhenwu Dharma Realm might not be able to completely block the attack of such pure force.

However, the attack did not have much effect on Zhou Ping'an.

He used his long sword to slash left and right, turning the sword into a circle and blocking them all.

The battle situation before them was like a colorful dance performed by three people...

There was a lot of clanging and fighting, but no blood was seen.

It was as if their power advantage didn't exist at all.

If this goes on, Zhou Ping'an may not be hurt in even an hour, let alone half an incense stick.

"This sword technique is almost as good as the Tao, and his strength doesn't seem to be at a disadvantage. No, he is stalling for time."

Monk Xuanshan and Tang Yuanqing discovered this at the same time.

I was very anxious at the moment.

Especially when they saw three thousand cavalrymen and tens of thousands of infantrymen rumbling into the city from the city gate, forming a large battle formation, and the military spirit gathered like a tide, attacking the area within a hundred feet...

The two of them no longer cared about anything else. Monk Xuanshan swung the Amitabha Pestle in his hand, which created thousands of golden lights and smashed forward.

Tang Yuanqing tried hard to maintain the magic technique of washing the sky with blood. The colors behind him changed from green to red, and his eyes were so red that they seemed to be dripping blood.

He clearly felt that he was losing some control.

“The Prison Subduing Demon Body. This person must have cultivated the Prison Subduing Demon Body. His power is incredible, and his body is strong and difficult to injure.”

At this time, Tang Yuanqing finally understood.

Zhou Ping'an's real back-up plan is not how powerful his internal energy is, or how sharp his sword skills and sword intentions are.

His biggest secret is actually his strong body.

In the whole world, only the body cultivated through the Prison Subduing Demon Sutra can be fearless of the demonic bloodlines of Tang San and Tang Jiu.

Moreover, in terms of sturdiness and strength, it is even superior.

He used the magic technique of Cleansing the Sky with Green Blood to seal his blood, qi, and even his mental strength.

If he were just a Qi-refining cultivator, he would now be like a fish on a chopping board, to be slaughtered at will.

But if one wants to deal with a cultivator who practices physical cultivation, this approach is exactly what they want.

It cannot be said that there is no impact at all.

All we can say is that the impact is so small that it can basically be ignored.

"Good eyesight, but it's too late."

Zhou Pingan chuckled.

His body twisted like a piece of paper and slipped out from the gap between the swords and knives.

It had already passed by Monk Xuanshan's side, and the knife touched Tang Yuanqing's chest.

This move was strange and mysterious. It shrunk the distance into an inch and the sword came out silently. It seemed that there was no power, but Tang Yuanqing felt that his pores were exploding. The jade folding fan in his hand stood upside down and turned into a steel wall.

Snapped……

In the light sound.

The folding fan was still there, but his arms were blown by the wind and turned into sand.

The sword flashed.

The head has already flown off.

"Melee combat is a difficult problem after all. You can use a folding fan to block my blade. How can you think of that?"

Zhou Pingan sneered.

When one enters the third realm of subtlety, one does not need the control of qi, nor does one need qi and blood energy, and even does not need mental strength.

As long as you master it, it can illuminate your heart.

He clearly saw three huge red dots appearing on Tang Yuanqing's body, making it difficult to miss them.

In real close combat, the easiest person to kill is Tang Yuanqing.

No matter how profound his magic power is or how mysterious his supernatural powers are, his body cannot withstand the force of a sword.

The reason why his body did not collapse into blood sand along with his arms was that his foundation was too solid and he had consumed enough spiritual medicine.

Tang San and Tang Jiu howled and rushed over madly.

He had only rushed halfway when his vision began to roll. Sometimes he could see the sky, sometimes he could see the earth, and he saw countless soldiers looking at him with wide eyes.

Everything went dark before my eyes and I couldn’t see clearly anymore.

Old Monk Xuanshan said nothing, but the half-broken Muni Pearl in his arms was flashing with light, and he and the treasure rushed into the sky.

When he saw Tang Yuanqing's arms being shattered and his head being chopped off by a single blow, he realized that the game was over. If he didn't run away, he would probably lose his life here.

Sure enough, as Tang Yuanqing was beheaded, Zhou Ping'an's sword spirit, qi and blood were all restored.

The knife flashed and became more than ten times faster.

It turned into a breezy wind and slashed the necks of the two brothers Tang San and Tang Jiu, chopping off their heads.

The knife light turned slightly and was about to chop again.

He flew up and turned into a streak of white light, escaping quickly, his frightened heart slightly calmed down.

Looking back, he saw three bodies slowly falling down. In the distance was the dark mass of Ping An's army, and inside the city was the panicked Zhao Shan's army. The only person he could not see was Zhou Ping'an himself.

"not good."

If you can't see a person, it's certainly not because he doesn't exist.

But...

Old Monk Xuanshan suddenly remembered a body movement technique of the Yunshui Sect.

My heart was shaking wildly.

The Amitabha pestle is placed in front of the neck.

He opened his mouth and shouted out the Buddhist name.

The sound waves were like a dragon's roar, scattering in all directions.

A translucent figure appeared in the void before his eyes.

A long knife has already touched the center of his eyebrows.

"Duh..."

The old monk reacted very quickly.

There was a flash of pain in my eyes...

The Muni Pearl hanging above his head exploded with his thoughts.

A huge circle of white light exploded, creating a black hole in the sky.

Count the airflow and suck the gust of wind back.

During the Zhou period, there was infinite white light, vibrating in all directions.

In the vast Buddha light, a figure quietly disappeared and fled towards the mountains and forests outside the city.

It hasn't fallen to the treetops yet.

The old monk's body shook, and a flash of blood burst out from his orange-yellow robes.

He looked down at his heart, and saw a bloody long knife suddenly appear in the empty void.

Then, I saw a bloody hand, with five slender, white and steady fingers.

"Good sword skills."

Blood spurted out of Monk Xuanshan's mouth.

This knife pierced his heart and also severed his spirit. Even the Demon-Subduing Kasaya Skill that he had practiced for more than 130 years was completely destroyed.

Sky-Splitting Slash, one of Kunpeng's four magical skills, has been cultivated to this level, so it should be not far from perfection.

I heard that after reaching perfection, one can completely cut off delusion, kill people through the air, and even an indestructible body cannot block a single blow.

What virtue or merit have I possessed to deserve dying under this knife? Even if I were to meet the Buddha, it wouldn't be shameful at all.

Unfortunately, Zhaoshan County was lost after being held by him for less than five days.

It is estimated that the people in the temple have not made up their minds yet to mobilize all the people from the paradise, and they still think that Zhou Pingan can be destroyed with a wave of their hands.

Too much wrong information...

I just hope that they can react sooner rather than being caught off guard.

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(End of this chapter)