Monkey King's Infinite Devour

Chapter 90 The Sword Dream Who Doesn’t Know Sword Moves, Cuts Everything

Chapter 90 The Sword Dream Who Doesn’t Know Sword Moves, Cuts Everything

In the sky above Lingshan, the golden lotus is getting bigger and bigger, gradually, it looks like a big mountain, and the pressure makes people breathless.

Sun Xiaosheng didn't draw out his sword, the tornado behind him hit the lotus directly.

"Bang~"

There was a muffled loud noise in the air, followed by bursts of grinding teeth.

The Lingshan disciples, or the disciples of Bodhi's outer sect, couldn't stand it anymore, and directly covered their ears.

But even if he covered his ears, he couldn't stop the ear-piercing roar.

"Everyone retreat!" Maitreya shouted, and with a wave of one hand, all the Lingshan disciples were moved to other places, but the outer disciples who did not help Bodhi were the only ones.

Sun Xiaosheng frowned, and once again used his space magic power, completely enveloping those outer disciples.

"Brother, don't be distracted by us, as long as we defeat the latter!"

"That's right, brother, we and Lingshan are rivals to begin with, they won't care about our lives, but we can't drag you down."

Sun Xiaosheng shook his head: "Shut up, you are my junior brother, and I have the responsibility to protect you."

All the outer disciples were stunned.

It turns out that in the eyes of the pro-disciples, they are not trash with low talent. It turns out that the pro-disciple has always regarded them as junior brothers who need to be taken care of, and has not looked down on them.

For a moment, the eyes of these outer disciples were a little confused.

"Brother, with your words, it's worth it."

Then these outer doors forcibly stared at the pressure of the tinnitus, and rushed out with all strength.

Sun Xiaosheng was expressionless, but when he saw his junior brother, there were blood stains on his ears.

"You're distracted."

Jin Chanzi suddenly came in front of Sun Xiaosheng, and pointed at Sun Xiaosheng's forehead.

Then a golden light flashed.

"Bang~"

Sun Xiaosheng's figure flew out directly, smashing mountains one after another.

He flew horizontally, and wherever he passed, the air flowed backwards, the ground rolled backwards, and the lake water directly rolled up a long barrel.

Jin Chanzi didn't stop, his figure flickered in the air one after another, caught up with Sun Xiaosheng who was flying horizontally, spread his hands, and threw a golden lotus flower towards Sun Xiaosheng again.

"Brush~"

Sun Xiaosheng adjusted his figure, and directly cut out a sword energy.

A silver-white semicircle goes directly towards the lotus.

"Pfft~"

With a crisp sound, the lotus flower shattered, along with the sword energy.

Sun Xiaosheng straightened his body, stopped in the air, and then did not talk nonsense, and directly made a horizontal chop.

There was no sword energy, no fluctuations in this blow, as if Sun Xiaosheng was chopping the air.

But Jin Chanzi was shocked, and moved out directly.

"Pfft~"

As soon as the golden cicada moved out, all the hilltops with a radius of a hundred miles flew up, and countless cross-sections were exposed on the mountain, which was very smooth.

"It's just a simple sweep, is this the scene?" All the people watching from Lingshan fell silent.

Why do they always have a feeling that Jin Chanzi can't defeat the latter?
"Amazing~" Jin Chanzi praised with a trace of cold sweat hanging from the back of his bald head.

Sun Xiaosheng glanced at Jin Chanzi: "Take out all your strength, otherwise you won't be able to beat me."

Jin Chanzi smiled: "You can think about it, I have now awakened to the realm of the fairy king."

Sun Xiaosheng didn't say much anymore, and once again separated from the air, he stabbed at Jin Chanzi with his sword.

The latter clasped his hands together, the golden light flourished, and then a huge lotus flower wrapped his petite body.

"Buzz~"

When the lotus first appeared, there was a recess in front of it, carefully observing, it was the shape of the sword tip in Sun Xiaosheng's hand.

The lotus hummed, and the dent continued to deepen.

Jin Chanzi frowned, he should have used the power of Xianjun now, why he still couldn't stop the advance of this thorn.

Are you really a fragile flower?
Jin Chanzi had no choice but to turn the lotus, directly transferring the power from that time to another place.

There was another roar, the earth cracked, and all the mountains appeared in a semicircle shape, with an unreachable sky drop in the middle.

Sun Xiaosheng appeared muran in front of Jin Chanzi, and the sword in his hand fell directly on top of Jin Chanzi's head.

"Dangling~" The lotus turned again, blocking Sun Xiaosheng's sword again.

Sun Xiaosheng felt his hands go numb, and he almost didn't hold the sword in his hand.

But Jin Chanzi didn't feel well either, he felt as if he was sitting inside the Golden Bell, someone bumped him from the outside, and he felt a little stunned by the shock, almost losing his stability.

"Holy Lotus Falling~" Jin Chanzi shouted dully, and then the lotus disintegrated, and all the petals formed sharp swords and cut towards Sun Xiaosheng's body.

Sun Xiaosheng was also helpless, and kept using his sword to resist the lotus petals that were flying towards him.

"Dangdangdang~" There were bursts of metal interweaving sounds.

Sun Xiaosheng was temporarily trapped by the latter.

Jin Chanzi breathed a sigh of relief, and had to say that Sun Xiaosheng was the second most difficult person to deal with in the same realm, besides Erlang Shen.

Seeing that Sun Xiaosheng was still trembling with his own lotus petals, Jin Chanzi smiled.

"You will not be able to chop my lotus in the end."

After finishing speaking, Jin Chazi clasped his palms together again, recited a few times silently, and slowly moved forward with one hand, and then spread his palms out.

Pieces of golden lotus petals kept flying from his hands.

Sun Xiaosheng only felt that there were more and more flower petals he had to face.

Moreover, each petal is like a magical power.

But now, what Yan Ran has to face is that there are not many three thousand and six hundred supernatural powers.

Sun Xiaosheng's expression was neither sad nor happy.

Three thousand six hundred magical powers?
He, Sun Xiaosheng, only relied on a sword in his hand, and he was confident that he could break through basic sword moves.

Immediately, the sword in Sun Xiaosheng's hand became faster and faster.

Gradually, Sun Xiaosheng's arm and sword disappeared, that's because the speed was too fast, only afterimages could be seen.

The sword also turned into streaks of silver light, constantly surrounding Sun Xiaosheng's body.

It's just that although Sun Xiaosheng is fast, the speed of the flying petals is also very fast, and there are many of them.

In an instant, Sun Xiaosheng was surrounded by countless petals, and a giant ball formed of golden petals appeared in the air.

"It's over." Jin Chanzi clasped his hands together and slightly saluted the ball.

"Three thousand lotus flowers, one after another lotus, one after another, if you can't let go of the obsession in your heart, you won't be able to get out."

Jin Chanzi's voice floated in the air.

Below, the disciples of Lingshan were quiet for a moment, and then they all boiled.

"Hahaha, although this traveler is good, he was defeated in the end."

Some people even looked at those outer disciples of Bodhi, and were a little provocative: "How about it, the brother who you thought was invincible, now that he is defeated, can he still come out madly?"

Bodhi's outer doors, looking at the giant ball in the sky, clenched their fists tightly.

"Brother, I won't lose!" Their eyes were a little red, but their voices were firm.

"Hahaha, you won't lose, the truth is right in front of you, don't you accept it?"

In the sky, Tathagata, Guanyin, and Maitreya are together.

At this time, Maitreya really laughed again: "Bodhi's personal transmission is still a bit inferior."

Tathagata also nodded: "Facing the awakened Jin Chanzi, he didn't lose a lot."

Jin Chanzi's move is tantamount to forming a net with three thousand ways, which is seamless, not only that, but if the net is forcibly broken, the final end will be death.

This supernatural power, not to mention his Sun Xiaosheng, if Jin Chanzi is a semi-holy, even he Tathagata can't get it out.

It's just that Avalokitesvara faintly feels something is wrong.

Because, Sun Xiaosheng has been using the sword from the beginning until now, but he used the sword with his physical strength. It is obvious that the latter is the cultivation base of a god, but why not use mana?
Avalokitesvara believes that if Sun Xiaosheng uses his own magic power, coupled with the realm of Jianmeng, the power, Avalokitesvara is a bit unimaginable.

Therefore, after an inference, he didn't think that Sun Xiaosheng was really defeated.

Then Avalokitesvara looked at Tathagata and Maitreya, frowning a little.

It is impossible for them not to see it, but what is the purpose of deceiving themselves so much?
Mu Ran, Jin Chanzi who turned to leave paused for a moment, and looked at the petals forming a ball in the air with some horror.

"When~"

There was a sound of metal interweaving, Lingshan was quiet, and then looked at the golden ball.

"Dang~dang~" came two voices again.

Lingshan was dead silent.

Then, the sound became clearer and denser.

At the end, everyone saw that the ball in the air was disintegrating and scattering.

Pieces of petals were flying, like countless bombs, bombarding the mountains in the distance.

The eggplant is getting smaller and smaller, and the internal situation is becoming more and more clear.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw the silver sword light, as time passed.

Everyone saw the sword, then saw Sun Xiaosheng, and then, they saw Sun Xiaosheng splitting away the last few petals around him.

During the reception, Sun Xiaosheng stood proudly in the air, like an emperor in the dust.

Maitreya: "..."

Tathagata: "..."

All Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and monks in Lingshan: "..."

"The competition is not over yet, where do you want to go?" Sun Xiaosheng looked at Jin Jinchanzi blankly.

The latter's complexion gradually became dark.

"Three thousand petals!"

He didn't say much, and the petals scattered in the mountains, rivers, and the earth flew up again.

Sun Xiaosheng looked mocking.

"The same move?"

Then looking at the [-] petals swarming again, Sun Xiaosheng didn't even look at them, and the sword in his hand circled around his body.

"pat~"

With a crisp sound, the sword in Sun Xiaosheng's hand cracked.

Then there were continuous crisp sounds, and finally there was a roar, and the sword in Sun Xiaosheng's hand exploded.

The shattered sword fell from the sky.

A gust of wind blows.

The sword that shattered in the air turned into dust and dissipated.

"The sword is broken, should I lose this time?"

All the people in Lingshan asked themselves a little unconfidently.

However, they saw that all the three thousand petals were suddenly frozen within thirty miles of Sun Xiaosheng.

"So what about the Three Thousand Ways? I don't know sword moves, but I can still crush your petals." Sun Xiaosheng laughed.

Then he waved slightly with one hand, and the three thousand petals turned into puffs of smoke and disappeared between the sky and the earth.

Seeing this, Sun Xiaosheng smiled again: "Petals, after all, are petals!"

(End of this chapter)