Fahai was confident that he could defeat them one by one, and finally accepted the sword!

The Buddha Beads spontaneously protected Fahai's body. The whistling wind passed through the hollow beads holes, but what came out was the faint chanting of Zen.

As the beads rotated faster and faster, a towering Bodhi tree appeared faintly behind Fahai, and the dragon elephant cassock floated up. Fahai held a Zen staff in one hand, pointed the head of the staff diagonally at the ground, and narrowed his eyes:

"bring it on!"

Four raging sword lights as bright as the stars, like roaring dragons, are coming to kill in an instant!

The PoWu Buddha bead guarding the outermost part was the first to receive the force. The towering Bodhi tree branches and leaves shook off, and countless broken branches and leaves grew and disappeared on the crown of the tree. After only half a breath, I heard a ringing in my ears.

There was a continuous popping sound.

Fa Hai was completely fearless, and there was no trace of distress on his face. He held the staff in both hands and rose into the sky, taking the initiative to catch the sword light that had stopped for a moment after breaking through the Po-Wu Buddha Pearl.

With a heavy stroke of the staff, the entire underground river, which was huge and boundless, was shaken by the huge hidden force at the moment of contact. The river water was turbulent, and the countless water-proof beads embedded in the stone wall above the head shattered into powder.

This Zen stick was only much more powerful than the one that hit the nine dragon kings at the edge of the pool before. However, after this tit-for-tat collision, Fahai felt that he could hardly hold the Zen stick.

A ray of sword energy disintegrated. The statues of Vajra King all around were holding a long sword as bright as autumn water in their hands with wide-eyed eyes. After a mournful cry, it broke into countless fragments, like inconspicuous pieces.

The gravel fell into the underground river at your feet.

After the famous sword collapsed, countless strands of sword intent were emitted in the sword formation, and were successively absorbed by the other three long swords. The power of the Immortal Sword Formation did not decrease but increased after destroying one sword!

Just when Fa Hai's energy was about to expire, another long sword as bright as autumn water fell down.

The young monk with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth had a stern look on his face and threw out his Zen staff.

The left hand reversed the Five Elements Life and Death Palm, and the right palm struck out the Li Chen Wan Knife. Two of the Jinshan Temple's century-old mountain-holding skills merged into one, and the huge mountain-like qi machine combined vertically and horizontally, directly forcing the river under Fahai into a

There was a vacuum area.

It was only at this moment that the Zen staff that came out from the distance hit the bottom of the water heavily. The entire river seemed to be swaying, and water splashed into the sky like an explosion.

Fahai was standing at the bottom of the wet and slippery river bed. At this time, his Zen staff was knocked down into the water far away. Although he could summon it with Qi, it was too late.

Now there is only one dragon-elephant cassock left on Fa Hai to protect him. Under the influence of the qi machine, the dragon-elephant beast embroidered on the cassock seems to come alive, and there are virtual images standing on the left and right of Fa Hai.

And out.

The water dragon is the most powerful, and the land elephant is the most powerful!

Fahai looked up to the sky and stared directly at the third sword that fell from above. He raised his palms and the free dragon elephant followed, merging fiercely in the air!

The huge phantom of the dragon elephant and Fa Hai's palm locked tightly with the long sword that was stabbing his eyebrows. The two had just connected, and the surrounding underground river water had begun to gradually recover, and it quickly began to flow again.

expands to both sides.

Under this huge pressure, Fahai had no time to take a closer look at how huge the remaining power was generated by this strike. The palm of his hand that was tightly holding the long sword was scratched by the sword's edge, and traces of blood were flowing out from it, bit by bit.

The drops fell to the river bed at my feet.

"Boom!"

Fa Hai could only hold on below for a few breaths, before being blasted into the ground by the boundless power and sword energy carried by the long sword. The earth and rocks cracked and shook, and the river water in the river had not changed its flow for millions of years.

At this time, there were signs of backflow.

Fa Hai was hit by this sword and was driven hundreds of meters underground. He felt that what he was fighting was a long sword, and he was clearly wrestling with a dragon!

Finally, just after the dragon-elephant shadows on Fahai's body disappeared one after another, the majestic sword intent in this long sword was exhausted by him.

At this moment, Fahai's naked upper body was dripping with blood, and there were rolled flesh and blood cut open by sharp objects everywhere. The blood and sweat gathered in one place on his body, and the irritated wounds caused a burning pain.

But even in such a miserable state, the fighting spirit in Fahai's eyes remained undiminished. He looked up at the hole above his head, which was so deep that he could hardly see the end, as if he was waiting for something.

Not far away, the Qingtian Zen Staff lying quietly in the dark river seemed to have been summoned by something. The tin ring began to tremble violently. In an instant, the Zen Staff seemed to be channeled and turned into an agile and agile thing like a swimming fish.

The Zen rods began to stir crazily around the big hole where Fa Hai was nailed into the ground.

A bolt of lightning fell from mid-air, and the speed was already beyond the scope of recognition by the naked eye. Even if Fahai, who had been paying close attention below, could only see a ray of light that looked like lightning coming from the sky.

fall.

The last immortal sword, I want to see which one of the four swords of Zhu Xian the King of Zhenjiang got!

Fa Hai's face was cold and solemn, and the white hair between his eyebrows was bright red. This was the result of him operating the magic power in his body to the limit!

"The mighty heavenly dragon, the World Honored Ksitigarbha!"

"Prajna Buddhas, (ng) ma (n) bi (mi) ( hng)!"

Even though he is as solemn and solemn as the Buddha, Fa Hai can't help but show a trace of anger and ferociousness when he uses the Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha Sutra with all his strength and delivers his ultimate punch!

The moment Fahai's iron fist connected with the light of the sword, the Qingtian Zen staff that had been rotating around the outside also let out a long groan. Fully half of the majestic river water in the entire river was rotated by it, directly moving in the direction of the river.

A huge waterspout formed around Fahai!

The last gleaming fairy sword directly pierced Fahai's fist, but he clutched the blade of the fairy sword tightly with both hands without caring, his eyes were scarlet and filled with a crazy smile:

"caught you!"

The sword began to struggle and swing back and forth in his hand, as if the sword had a spirit and was unwilling to be controlled by the enemy.

Fahai's closed fist was almost split in half by the fairy sword, and his whole face turned white with pain. Not only did he never let go of the crazy fairy sword, but he was still carrying it towards his head.

At the same time, the waterspout stirred by the Qingtian Zen Staff has taken shape, and most of the water-proof formation on the stone wall above the head has been damaged by Fahai's successive battles with the Zhuxian Sword Formation. The rushing water below was originally suppressed.

, began to rise out of control.

It doesn't matter, Fa Hai traveled thousands of miles to come to the tomb of King Zhenjiang just for this fairy sword. It doesn't matter if the entire underground palace is destroyed!

Fahai gritted his teeth and controlled the fairy sword in his palm to push forward. Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, Fahai finally saw clearly the name of the fairy sword that had been hidden deep under the underground palace by King Zhenjiang.

Absolutely immortal.

It's really amazing. With such a huge killing formation, even if the mana is as powerful as the sea of ​​​​fa, he can't help but lose troops and generals (magical weapons) one after another.

Except for the purple golden bowl, which was an important item that could not be easily left Youzhou, the remaining items were almost completely damaged in this battle.

Even after paying such a huge price, after absorbing all the divine sword energy from three famous swords in the sword formation, this immortal sword became like a giant dragon, unruly and unwilling to fight.

He was accepted by Fahai with peace of mind.

The unimaginable surge of sword energy in the sword body came one after another like the sea. Fahai used the last great power of the Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha Sutra at the bottom of the box, and used his whole body of mana as a cover to send it to the river bed.

He had already exhausted all his strength, trying to bring this stubborn sword to the ground and out of the underground palace, but with Fahai's current breathing machine, it was impossible to do it!

However, Fahai had already anticipated this. He and his sword had just rushed out of the big hole in the ground and plunged directly into the waterspout rolled up by the Zen staff.

Being in the huge current, even Fa Hai was caught off guard and couldn't control his body, so he could only move with the general trend.

Taking advantage of the momentum of the waterspout rushing towards the stone wall above his head, Fahai took the opportunity to take a breath, then resolutely grabbed the Immortal Sword in his hand, and together with the tornado carried by the Zen staff, rushed upward with all his strength.

In the huge and wide river, the shouts of the Dharma Sea's Great Power, Ksitigarbha's Original Vow Sutra, began to sound continuously.

"Maniba!"

"Maniba!"

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.......

As the large water shielding formation above the head was continuously destroyed, the water flow in the river that had been suppressed for hundreds of years was finally released. Wild water waves hit the rock wall, and the entire underground space at the bottom of the river was undergoing a shocking change.

The earth began to shake.

The water level continues to rise and surge, making the waterspout carried by the Zen staff more and more powerful. Therefore, Fahai is able to bring the Juexian Sword out of the underground palace more calmly. Whenever the breath machine he is running begins to be unable to continue,

When the Juexian Sword gradually began to lose its ability to suppress the vibrations, the waterspouts that had been surrounding him were able to surround him at just the right time, tightly wrapping the Juexian Sword and struggling to escape.

While Fahai was taking advantage of the duel between the Juexian Sword and the Waterspout, he quickly used the Ksitigarbha's Original Wish Sutra to regain his breath. With renewed strength, he grabbed the Juexian and flew upwards with a rumble.

After repeating this three times, Fahai finally grabbed the sword and rushed to the ground in Zhangjiacun!

After the waterspout brought with it rushed out of the ground, because the hole was too narrow, the effect on the Absolute Immortal Sword had long been infinite, and Fahai could hardly hold the piercing palm.

The immortal sword passed by. In order to prevent his hand from being broken in half by the violent Juexian sword, he threw the Juexian sword out and yelled at Xiao An, who was already stunned:

"Let's see if we can stop it!"

At this time, in Zhangjiacun, due to the collapse of the huge underground river, the entire village ground sank into the ground. Countless turbid river water gushes out from the ground, accompanied by various strange fish.

In the blink of an eye, this place turned into a country.

Xiao An, who was hovering in the air, had been ready to take action at any time when the ground in Zhangjia Village began to collapse. However, when Fahai went down, the white monk's robes were floating, like a god, but at this moment, the goodbye was gone.

The close-fitting dragon-elephant cassock was full of holes, and the monk's robe was even worse. It barely covered the lower body. There were bloody wounds all over the body. In some places, they were even damaged due to being soaked in the river water for a long time.

It had begun to turn white, and Xiao An could not help but be stunned for a moment when he saw such a savage image. Then he came back to his senses when he heard his young master's cry, and Yu Jian chased after the powerful-looking Juexian Sword.

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Xiao An can be considered a humble servant, and he understands the principle of lion fighting rabbit best. After hearing the greeting, he made a move with a mixture of red and white sword energy. In the Jiejiao, the four swords of Zhu Xian are one with each other, but they are different from each other.

There is a subtle connection, so Xiao An attracted the attention of this fairy sword.

With a sweeping sweep in the air, he rushed towards Xiao An. Fahai naturally knew the power of this immortal sword. How could Xiao An, who had not even cultivated the Dharma form, be able to withstand it? When he saw his sword energy, he shouted:

"Don't force yourself!"

Although Fahai reacted quickly, both swordsmanships were the best in the world. Their attack speed was as fast as a lightning meteor. Before he finished speaking, Xiaoan connected with the Immortal Sword!
To be continued...