Wanhua Immortal Road

Chapter 264: Divine Fire Dragon Profound Slash

"Amitabha." Facing the danger, Fa Xiang did not mess around, and whispered the Buddha's name, and a burst of Buddha's light flashed on his body, unexpectedly resisting Li Xiuxian's five thunder palms!

"This monk is really not simple!" Li Xiuxian sighed secretly.

A purple sword glow shot out from the Purple Prison Lightning Sword in his hand, and went straight to Faxiang.

"Crack!" The Buddhist beads in Fa Xiang's hand burst, and 36 Buddhist beads protected the surroundings of Fa Xiang. These 36 Buddhist beads spun rapidly, and the sword light that Li Xiuxian cut out was offset by these 36 Buddhist beads.

Suddenly, two of the 36 Buddhist beads rushed towards Li Xiuxian.

Li Xiuxian was shocked, and hastily swung the Purple Prison Lightning Sword to block it.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

The two Buddhist beads were cut by the Purple Prison Lightning Sword so that not only did they not have a trace of scars, but they forced Li Xiuxian back a few steps.

The huge impact made Li Xiuxian's energy and blood stagnant for a while, and his face was extremely ugly.

"What's going on? His strength should be more than that?" Li Feiyu looked at Li Xiuxian in confusion.

Li Xiuxian is also suffering and can't tell. Although he has cultivated the innate sword energy, he needs to spend three layers of spiritual power to protect his dantian. It was so difficult to catch the blows.

"The almsgiver, why should you be obsessed with your obsession and leave here? The poor monk can spare your life, Amitabha." Faxiang looked at Li Xiuxian with pity.

Li Xiuxian sneered, and a ray of light from the Purple Jade Lightning Sword slashed out.

"Amitabha, then don't blame the poor monk for being cruel and ruthless!" Faxiang sighed slightly, the Buddha's light flashed on his palm, and he caught Li Xiuxian's sword light with his bare hands.

"Bang!" The purple sword glow shattered in Faxiang's hands, and Faxiang stepped over, and a golden light with the word ten thousand characters descended from the sky. It seemed that this posture was going to crush Li Xiuxian to death.

"This bald donkey is ruthless enough!" Li Feiyu frowned.

Li Xiuxian took a step back: "Three flowers in one!"

The three purple sword flowers merged into one under the pressure of the golden light of the ten thousand words, resisting this golden ten thousand word light.

A strange look flashed in Faxiang's eyes. Although Li Xiuxian's cultivation was not as good as his, the subtlety of the sword tactics was astonishing.

But if Fa Xiang knew that Li Xiuxian was only relying on [-]% of his strength to deal with him, he would be shocked.

"Three flowers gather in a cauldron!" The sword formula in Li Xiuxian's hand changed.

I saw the three purple flowers separated again, and the purple filaments among the three flowers tightly bound the golden light of the ten thousand characters. No matter how the magic is driven, the golden light of the ten thousand characters can never escape the encirclement and suppression of these purple filaments.

"What a powerful sword art!" Faxiang sighed secretly, and the 36 beads blasted towards the purple three flowers without reservation.

"It's you who's waiting!" Li Xiuxian yelled, and countless filaments appeared from the three purple flowers in an instant, forming a purple net, and wrapped 36 Buddhist beads in it at once.

Faxiang's face changed, and under his control, 36 Buddhist beads slammed left and right in the net, but they were all stopped by the purple filaments!

Li Xiuxian seemed to easily intercept the 36 Buddhist beads of Faxiang, but it was extremely difficult. The 36 Buddhist beads of Faxiang were not ordinary things, and every collision made Li Xiuxian's blood boil.

"Bang bang bang!" All of a sudden, hundreds of thunder beads exploded around the Faxiang, and a golden iron whip hit the Faxiang.

The Five Thunder God Whip, this is exactly the Five Thunder God Whip among Li Xiuxian's many ancient treasures.

"Turning the sword into silk, I never imagined that the benefactor's cultivation on the way of the sword is so superb!" Amidst the sound of countless explosions, a golden phantom wrapped the dharma inside, just now hundreds of thunder beads plus five thunder god whips His full blow did not hurt him at all.

"Fudo Mingwang Jue." Li Xiuxian frowned involuntarily.

This Arhat Temple has mastered such defensive supernatural powers, it can be said that it is even more difficult to break the main body of this King Ming who hurt the Dharma.

"Ice spirit and cold fire!" Li Xiuxian changed the formula in his hand, and instantly a large number of dark white flames surrounded this King Ming.

Now that the fact that he has the four kinds of spiritual fires has been exposed, Li Xiuxian will not hide it. In addition to the innate sword energy, these four kinds of spiritual fires are also Li Xiuxian's hole cards.

"Bing Ling Leng Huo!" Fa Xiang couldn't help laughing, and then ignored the flames, sitting cross-legged on the ground, chanting a series of strange scriptures, under the blessing of these scriptures, the phantom of Fudo Mingwang Even more solid, the dark white Bingling Lenghuo was blocked by a beam of Buddha light when it approached King Ming.

"The Fudo Myoko of this dharma form has already cultivated to the deepest level, and it is not easy to break through this Fudo Myoko." Master Xuanhuo sighed slightly.

"Go!" Seeing Bingling Lenghuo returning in vain, Li Xiuxian flicked his finger, and a crimson flame instantly melted into Bingling Lenghuo.

King Ming's pressure increased greatly, and the golden light gradually disappeared, but King Ming Xuying pushed out with his palm, and the two flames were actually shaken apart!
"Explosion!" Li Xiuxian roared.

"Boom!" In an instant, two pillars of fire rose from the arena. The power of the heaven and earth spirit fire is already infinite. Open mountains and crack rocks.

"Bang!" Ming Wang Xuying became extremely damaged under this explosion, and a purple gold bowl protected the Dharma image, blocking the terrifying explosion.

"Amitabha, the benefactor gathers the four kinds of spiritual fires in one body, and steals the creation of the heaven and the earth, which can be described as a heinous crime!" Faxiang said.

Although the explosion destroyed King Ming's phantom, it still did not cause damage to Faxiang.

"Amitabha." The purple gold bowl protecting the Dharma figure was several times larger, and it covered Li Xiuxian.

At the same time, Sanhua's sword silk couldn't stop the 36 beads, they rushed away and rushed towards Li Xiuxian.

"Shenhuo Clone!" Li Xiuxian shouted in a low voice.

In an instant, the four divine fire clones surrounded Li Xiuxian in the center, and four different flames shot up into the sky.

The divine fire avatar is condensed from pure flames, and under the control of the flames, it is even better than Li Xiuxian.

I saw the four pillars of fire facing the purple gold bowl, under the resistance of the four flames, the purple gold bowl couldn't move forward.

"Thunderstorm!" A series of thunder beads shot out from the five thunder god whips, forming a thunderstorm area around Li Xiuxian. As soon as these beads broke into the thunderstorm area, they were surrounded by countless thunder and lightning.

"Third turn of Xuan Gong! Wuhe Qizhen!" Li Xiuxian's momentum changed suddenly.

I saw the four divine fire avatars standing behind Li Xiuxian in twos, the control of the four flames fell into Li Xiuxian's hands in an instant, and the magic formula in Li Xiuxian's hand was flying up and down, and the four flames were under the control of Li Xiuxian. Gradually blend together.

"Fusion of spiritual fire!" Faxiang's face changed drastically, and he didn't dare to slack off any more. A golden light with ten thousand characters pressed down on the purple gold bowl, and the purple gold bowl was full of Buddha's light.

The four spirit fires finally merged completely at this moment!

"Boom!" The four-color spiritual fire shot up into the sky, instantly submerging the purple gold bowl.

Dharma Xiang completely lost contact with Zijin Bowl.

"Shenhuo on the way, Shenhuo Longxuan Zhan!"

Li Xiuxian threw the Purple Prison Lightning Sword in his hand, and the four-color spiritual fire transformed into a fire dragon, which swallowed the Purple Prison Lightning Sword in one gulp.

In the four-color spiritual fire, there was a thunderous sound!
"He has studied Shenhuo Shangdao so thoroughly!" Master Xuanhuo couldn't help admiring.

"Shenhuo Shangdao" is a very remarkable skill, which records all kinds of powerful supernatural powers, but they are extremely difficult to master, but Li Xiuxian gave him another surprise after mastering the Shenhuo avatar, Shenhuo Longxuan Zhan !
"Fudo Mingwang!" The dharma image re-condensed a phantom of Mingwang, and not only that, a cassock of purple and gold thread was draped around his body.

"Boom!" King Fudo Ming took the initiative to attack, and the phantom of King Ming bombarded the Shenlong.

In an instant, the flames raged, and the four-colored flames of the divine fire dragon Xuanzhan chopped down, with the purple prison thunder sword as the core, and the huge sword light slashed down at Fudo Mingwang.

"Crack!" Fudoming King started from the head, and was split by the divine fire dragon Xuanzhan, all the way down.

"Ding!" A burst of red light flashed on Faxiang's cassock of purple and gold threads, unexpectedly blocking the divine fire dragon Xuanzhan back.

"Pfft!" But Shenhuo Longxuan Zhan exerted tremendous power, and Fa Xiang was shocked to vomit blood.

Arhat Temple host Qingyuan was shocked: "Arhat Temple admit defeat!"

The monk who guarded the arena nodded, "Li Xiuxian wins!"

Seeing that he won, Li Xiuxian didn't make things difficult for this figure, after all, the two had no grudges in the past and now, there is no need for Li Xiuxian to kill this figure.

After taking back the four divine fire avatars, Li Xiuxian jumped off the ring, leaving only Faxiang unconscious on the ring.

Although the cassock with purple and gold thread blocked the Divine Fire Dragon Xuan Zhan, it also seriously injured Fa Xiang. This was almost a blow from Li Xiuxian with all his strength, and there were very few people at the same level who could take it.

Three rounds of Xuan Gong, divine fire clone, five-in-one formation, four-color spiritual fire, it is only reasonable that the combination of these moves can have such power.

"Congratulations, congratulations!" Master Zijing laughed.

Master Xuanhuo couldn't help showing a smile on his face. This time, two people from the Pill Spirit Sect entered the top five, which can be said to be the most among all sects. Even if they lose all next, they will still occupy at least four or five places. It is almost the best achievement of Dan Lingzong in these years, how can this not make him happy.

Compared with Xuanhuo Daoist's radiant face, Jian Lingzi's complexion can be said to be extremely gloomy. As the largest faction in Qingzhou, except for one Yu Wenxiao, five people entered the fifth round, which is already shameful enough.

Now Jian Lingzi has put all his hopes on Yu Wenxiao, if Yu Wenxiao wins No. A championship is a sure thing.

Even though Wei Sheng from the Pill Spirit Sect and Jian Chen from the Yujian Sect came aggressively, these people may not be Yu Wenxiao's opponents, and the remaining Li Xiuxian is not in the eyes of Jian Lingzi.

(End of this chapter)