Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

Ever since becoming the Wuque Grandmaster, Song Xuan has been practicing martial arts and refining his natal immortal sword. He has been preparing for so long, isn't it just for a chance to clash with the Grandmaster?

He needs to fight with the Grand Master to verify what stage his martial arts have reached, what level his strength is in this world, and how much gap there is between him and the Grand Master.

Not to mention that the Sweeping Monk said that Yao Yue was a heretic, which gave him a reason to start a war. Even if this did not happen, Song Xuan would still find a suitable reason to fight.

As he just said, the opportunity is really rare.

He is the kind of person who always worries about defeat before he thinks about victory. At this moment, besides him, Victoria Song and Yao Yue are both here. If he really can't win, at least he can resort to a group fight. He can't say that he can win, but it shouldn't be a problem for him to protect himself in front of the grandmaster.

Not only that, the inspection team has already arrived in Kaifeng. If nothing unexpected happens, Dad Song Yuanshan is within a few hundred miles of this area.

Even if the three of them are defeated, at least they have their father to support them at any time.

From the very beginning, our side has been in an invincible position. If we don’t fight the Sweeping Monk now, when will we do so?

"Empty!"

Song Xuan stepped into the air, his momentum bursting out. With his movement, violent winds howled between heaven and earth, shredding the heavy clouds around him. Cyclones gathered into tornadoes, swallowing up the surrounding air currents. It looked as if the sky was collapsing.

Xuan Ji and others retreated frantically, and many of them cried out in horror as they retreated.

"The sky is falling!"

"Run away!"

"The Grand Master is about to take action!"

The Grand Master is the one standing at the top of the food chain in this world. Having touched the stage of laws, they can be called gods walking among the people.

The battle between powerful beings of this level can be called a war between gods. If you are caught in it, the aftermath of the battle alone can crush you into pieces!

The Sweeping Monk's expression changed. He glanced at the tornado vortex surrounding Song Xuan, then clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, what do you mean, Taoist Priest?"

Song Xuan flicked his whisk and said indifferently, "Let's fight!"

Chapter 381 Being beaten for the first time!

The Sweeping Monk was confused.

Could it be that I have been meditating in the temple for too long, and the outside world is developing too fast, so I can no longer keep up with the thinking?

After a moment of hesitation, the Sweeping Monk nodded, "Alright, since the Taoist priest is so willing, then I will have a fight with him!"

He didn't care why Song Xuan wanted to fight with him. Maybe his words just now made the other party uncomfortable, or maybe this little Taoist priest with a bad temper just didn't get along with him, an old Shaolin monk.

After all, a sentence like "Bald donkey, how dare you snatch my nun from this poor Taoist?" can stir up all kinds of grudges and hatreds in the martial arts world. Do monks and Taoists need a reason to fight?

The dispute between Buddhism and Taoism has never ceased, it is just laid out in the open today!

Glancing at the people in Juxian Manor, the Sweeping Monk's gaze fell on a mountain range in the distance and said, "This place is not suitable for fighting. I will wait for you over there!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Sweeping Monk took a step forward, ripples appeared in the air, and when the wind blew, his figure dissipated like foam, and he disappeared into the sky.

Song Xuan smiled slightly, and just as he was about to catch up, Song Qian's voice suddenly came, "Brother, can you do it alone? Don't be so stubborn!"

Song Xuan smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm not the type to save face and suffer in vain. When I need you to take action, I will notify you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot and turned into a rainbow.

Below, Xuan Ji, Xuan Nan, Xiao Feng and others looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Still fighting?"

Someone asked.

"Fight! A duel between Grandmasters, a once-in-a-century event! Hurry, hurry up and catch up to see it!"

"The decisive battle between the Buddhist monks and the Taoist laymen is a rare event that only happens once in a thousand years. Don't miss it!"

Looking at the crowd rushing towards the mountains a hundred miles away, Xiao Feng breathed a sigh of relief. The moment the Sweeping Monk showed up, he felt suppressed as if he was trapped in a swamp, and he had the illusion that he would explode and die at any time.

The gap between a Grand Master and a Grand Master is too big.

Without reaching the realm of Grandmaster, even if he superimposed the power of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to the extreme, he would probably not be able to defeat the opponent in one round!

......

On the top of the mountain, Song Xuan and the Sweeping Monk stood in mid-air, looking at each other.

Dozens of miles away, some martial arts masters were hiding in the distance and watching, each of them was so excited that they could hardly control themselves.

"Donor, please!"

At this moment, the Sweeping Monk clasped his hands together and smiled, then stretched out a hand and slowly pressed it down.

A palm was extended, and Buddha's light emerged. The palm shining with golden Buddha's light quickly grew larger in the void, as if it was a Buddha's hand reaching out from the sky, fiddling with the sun, moon, stars, and covering the sky.

"Fuck!"

The onlookers were horrified and fled. The golden Buddha's hand was too huge, covering the sky and the sun and an area of ​​hundreds of miles. If they didn't run, they would definitely be affected by the onlookers.

"This palm strike can destroy an entire city in one move!"

A hundred miles away, Lian Xing looked at the Buddha's light filling the sky and sighed, "No wonder the Grandmaster is known for building a nation on his own. Without a Grandmaster of the same rank to stop him, he could destroy a city with just one palm. Who could stand that?"

Song Qian and Yao Yue didn't say anything, just stared at the battlefield. They were ready to take action if necessary.

Facing the power of the Sweeping Monk's palm, Song Xuan was also in a heavy mood.

It has to be said that when martial arts and the laws of heaven and earth are combined, the power is truly terrifying. When one reaches the level of a grandmaster, he can overturn the seas and rivers with a wave of his hands. He can be called a walking human nuclear weapon, and an instant-release nuclear weapon at that.

In this light, it was not unfair that the alien race was driven out of this world hundreds of years ago!

The Sweeping Monk covered the sky and the earth with one palm. Song Xuanling clenched his fist in the air, and his five fingers grabbed the air like sharp swords. In an instant, the void seemed to become a piece of thin paper, and five very obvious scratches appeared with a slight pull.

But above Song Xuan's five fingers, red sword light flashed, and there was even a faint flash of lightning. After grabbing, he raised his palm into a sword and slashed in the air.

boom!

The roar of the sword resounded through heaven and earth.

In the eyes of the onlookers, they saw thousands of red sword beams accompanied by the crackling sound of thunder and lightning between heaven and earth. In a moment, they all hit the same place on the golden Buddha's palm almost at the same time.

scoff!

A tearing sound was heard, like an inflatable doll with a leak. Hiss~ Hiss~ The golden Buddha's palm that covered an area of ​​100 miles seemed to have lost its power and gradually dissipated in the void.

"The sword energy is as powerful as a startled wild goose, breaking through the surface with a single point..." The Sweeping Monk put away his palm and did not continue to attack. He looked at Song Xuan and said, "Master, are you a sword cultivator?"

"I guess so!" Song Xuan nodded with a smile.

The Sweeping Monk's face grew solemn. Even among the Grandmasters, sword cultivators with high burst damage and high lethality were definitely the most troublesome.

Although the move I just made was a test, if other grandmasters were to deal with it, they would also need some means.

However, facing the sword cultivator's method of using a point to break the surface and a large-scale attack, it is easiest to be broken because the power is too dispersed and not condensed enough!

call out!

After the brief probing, Song Xuan took the initiative. His body transformed into a streak of sword light, and the cold, sharp sword energy radiated from him, overwhelming the entire sky and earth, instantly engulfing the Sweeping Monk's position.

The sweeping monk had a calm expression, formed a Dharma seal with his hands, and shouted softly: "Acalanatha!"

Keng!

Fire splashed everywhere, and the long sword energy that Song Xuan released was blocked by a golden light shield. It hit the light shield, making a puffing sound of metal collision.

At the same time, a finger pointed out from the sky full of sword light. The golden Buddha finger was surrounded by the breath of law, which shattered the protective sword energy in front of Song Xuan and pointed at his chest.

boom!

Blood splattered on Song Xuan's chest, and his body flew backwards. With a bang, he shattered a mountain.

Amidst flying sand and gravel, Song Xuan emerged from the rubble and waved to Song Qian and Yao Yue who were rushing towards him from a distance, signaling them to step back.

At the same time, the flesh and blood on his chest, which had half collapsed, seemed to come alive. Within a few breaths, the injury was restored to its original state. His skin was smooth and faintly glowed with divine light, as if he had never been injured at all.

"Derived from flesh and blood... What a strong body the donor has!"

The Sweeping Monk's eyes were extremely solemn. The Nirvana Finger he had just used was a unique skill he created by combining Buddhism and laws. Although it was not as powerful as the previous one, its power was more condensed and concentrated. Its penetrating power and lethality were his strongest moves.

This move was indeed powerful. It directly crushed Song Xuan's protective sword energy and even injured his physical body. However, in the end, the opponent's physical body recovered in an instant. Even he was dumbfounded by the strength of his physical body.

As a sword cultivator, what's the point of making your body so powerful instead of tempering your sword energy and honing your sword intent?

If you like to cultivate your body, why not come to my Buddhist sect to cultivate the golden body of Arhat?

Chapter 382 Are you the destiny of this generation?

With a wave of his sleeves, he dispersed the dust around him. There was no anger on Song Xuan's face at being beaten.

On the contrary, he was in a good mood.

Since crossing into this world, this was the first time that he was at a disadvantage in a head-on fight. After being beaten, the life essence gushing out from every acupoint in his body made him very excited.

The world is a big universe, and the human body is a small universe. Every acupoint in the body can be called a star.

When the acupoints are condensed and developed to the extreme, theoretically, a god can be born in each acupoint.

If the acupoints in his body were developed to the extreme, and gods were born from them, then he, Song Xuan, would be comparable to the innate gods and demons.

This was Song Xuan's plan for his future physical body. After being hit, the Danzhong point on his chest was beating faintly, as if his potential had been stimulated.

"happy!"

Song Xuan laughed heartily, "Master, I'm going to get serious now, so you better be careful!"

"Amitabha!"

The Sweeping Monk did not dare to be careless, and also put his hands together, and the martial arts field swept and spread out with a bang.

Once the domain appears, it means that he has also used his true ability.

In his own domain, unless a grandmaster who also has a domain cancels him out, the grandmaster is a god, irresistible and invincible!

After just two exchanges, the Sweeping Monk had already noticed it.

Song Xuan is not a grandmaster, because although his moves just now were powerful, they were not supported by the power of law, which also means that the opponent has no martial arts field.

In that case, there is no need to be polite. Once the domain is released, I want to see how you will respond!

At this moment, Song Xuan felt as heavy as a mountain. The endless gravity from all directions was like countless arms dragging his body, making it impossible for him to use even 10% of his full potential.

"The Earth Realm?"

Song Xuan had a clear understanding. Just as Grandpa Yaoyue's domain was the domain of fire, the martial arts domain of the Sweeping Monk in front of him, which was a combination of Buddhist teachings and laws, was the domain of earth. It used the gravity of the earth to oppress the enemy, making it impossible for them to move.

Song Xuan did not dare to be careless. With a thought, a dark green sword light emerged from between his eyebrows. Within the sword light, a light green three-foot-long sword floated quietly in front of his eyes.

This is his natal immortal sword, which he forged by melting various divine materials and tempering with the fire of his primordial spirit.

Raising his hand to grasp the hilt of the sword, Song Xuan had the illusion that he was holding the sun, moon and stars. At this moment, his sword heart was clear, and everything in the world turned into a sword in his eyes.

"I use Xuantian as my Taoist name. From now on, you will be called Xuantian Sword!"

Muttering to himself, Song Xuan gripped the long sword in his hand, a gleam in his eyes, like a child who was just learning sword, he slashed out with the sword slowly and clumsily.

It was ordinary, without any fluctuation of sword energy, but the Sweeping Monk showed a look of panic. His figure flashed and disappeared on the spot. When he appeared again, he was already in the opposite direction.

Wow!

The heaven and earth seemed to be cut in half by this sword.

The sound of a mirror being broken was heard, and Song Xuan felt his whole body relax. The endless gravity around him dissipated, and the originally stagnant world and all things became alive again at this moment.

"What move did you just use?"

The Sweeping Monk was shocked and confused. In his entire life, this was the first time he had seen this type of attack. In this world, there were actually people who could break through the realm of martial arts with swordsmanship!

This matter was beyond his understanding!

"Sword Dao magic, cut off the water flow!"

Song Xuan smiled. "This is a magical power I created specifically to break through the realm of Grandmaster martial arts. Oh, and my Taoist partner gave it the name. How about it? It sounds nice, right?"

Cut off the water flow?

The Sweeping Monk was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

You're crazy. We're fighting. Who has time to care whether the names of your moves are nice or not?

At this moment, he was more concerned about the four words "sword power". After a little thought, a look of realization appeared on his face.

"No wonder, you are not a Grandmaster, without the power of the law, but you are so ridiculously strong."