Chapter 16: A thousand-year-old temple destroyed in one day

Wuwo didn't talk nonsense anymore, he held his fingers with his left hand, and struck the two of them with the Vajra Demon Subduing Palm of his right hand.

"Haha," Bai Haotian laughed loudly, and the long sword flew out from his back instantly, "Old monk, let you try the Nine Swords of Dumo taught to me by the leader."

Liansheng also drew out his long sword and shouted softly, "Evil-repelling sword technique."

Sword energy suddenly shot up in the sky, and the sound of shattering resounded for hundreds of miles around. The three of them flew higher and higher, mainly due to Wu-I's active pulling. He knew that if the three of them fought below, the entire Jinshan Temple would be destroyed by the aftermath. once.

The people in Jinshan Temple below are still resisting desperately. They know that as long as they take charge of the demon sect's Liansheng and Bai Haotian, their hands will be free, and the crisis in Jinshan Temple will be over. Otherwise, they wouldn't dare to think about it.

There was an open space not far away that was wiped out by the aftermath of the fight for several miles. Several people were surrounding a two-meter-tall monk and attacking him. The monk was covered in blood, like a King Kong from hell. He was going all out with every move, shattering the space. Constant yelling.

It's a pity that no matter how hard he attacks, he can't break through the siege, because he is surrounded by the top combat power of the Demon Sect, including the master of Xuanwu Hall, the master of Suzaku Hall, the second protector, and the fourth protector. There are three Martial Emperors at the peak and one Martial Queen. .

If outsiders saw it, they would be shocked and speechless. The lawless holy monk who was second on the list had been severely injured and could not stand still. After being continuously besieged by four masters of the same level for half an hour, he was exhausted, his internal organs had begun to break, and blood was constantly seeping from the corners of his mouth.

"Unfortunately, monk, you are helpless. I think you should commit suicide and keep your body intact."

Unable to spit out a mouthful of blood, he said, "Bah, demon sect monsters, sooner or later you will be destroyed."

Tens of thousands of meters above the Jinshan Temple, the space was constantly distorted. The three people inside kept attacking. A Zen staff turned into a golden dragon and kept spitting out golden light towards the two people, but was directly blocked by the sword energy of two long swords.

Wuwo listened to the shouts of killing and the screams of the monks below, and his heart sank to the bottom. He wished he could go down there and kill all the demon cult monsters now, but looking at the two men holding swords in front of him, he began to despair.

Both of them had clearly just broken through to the early stage of the Martial Emperor. One relied on his weird swordsmanship and was so fast that even he, the middle Martial Emperor, could hardly see clearly. The other's swordsmanship was not fast or even surprisingly slow, but every move seemed to be predictable. His actions are the same. The swordsmanship is even more upright, as if he is subduing demons and exterminating demons, leaving Wu-Se presided over a speechless moment, wondering whether he is a demon from the demon sect or the opponent is a demon from the demon sect.

The flying dragon transformed from the Zen staff began to gradually become sluggish, and some cracks appeared on its body, obviously reaching the edge of the limit. The flying dragon raised its head to the sky and let out a last golden light with a long roar. The sound was full of sadness, and its body was directly broken into flying ash. Selflessness is even more vomiting blood.

"Wuwo, today next year will be the anniversary of your death," Liansheng said solemnly, and stabbed him with a sword. This sword had no other messy power, but only the purest power.

Wuwo took a strong breath, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and his whole body showed a solemn look. The endless vitality of heaven and earth burst out around him, and was continuously sucked into Wuwo's ​​body. With a palm strike, a golden Buddha appeared in the sky.

This is a secret method not taught by Jinshan Temple. The "Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong" can only be practiced by presiding over it. It is a god-level method. Although it is powerful, it requires very high cultivation. For thousands of years, almost no one has been able to use it. .

Selflessness has reached the end of his strength. He can only use secret techniques to activate his skills, hoping to kill two people with one blow, so that Jinshan Temple can have hope of survival. However, the consequence is that no matter whether he succeeds or not, he will not be able to survive. .

Liansheng and Bai Haotian both saw that Wuwo was desperate. They all shouted loudly,

"The sword cuts the yin and yang,"

"Breaking Palm"

The sky was changing, and the sound of thunder rang out in the clear sky. Everyone fighting below stopped and looked up at the sky. Their intuition told them that an unimaginable encounter had taken place there.

Wuwo clasped his hands together, with a peaceful face, and a long sword stuck in his chest. He slowly sat cross-legged and slowly fell downwards. The aura on his body gradually faded until it disappeared.

Liansheng and Bai Haotian also looked pale. The consumption just now was really too much for them. Bai Haotian was vomiting blood and there was a palm print on his chest.

"Guardian Bai, why." Liansheng looked at Bai Haotian with a puzzled look.

It turned out that in the fight just now, the two of them tried their best with their swordsmanship but still could not block the attack. At the critical moment, Bai Haotian stood in front of Liansheng and withstood all the attacks. Liansheng also seized the opportunity to kill Wuwo with one sword.

"There is no reason. You, Liansheng, are still young. There are still many things in the Demon Sect that you need to rush ahead of. Besides, I am not dead."

Liansheng took a deep look at Bai Haotian, as if he got to know Bai Haotian again at this moment.

Everyone below looked up at the sky and saw a figure sitting cross-legged falling down with a long sword stuck in his body.

"It's the host, how is that possible?" The monks below cried out in grief.

The leader of the Jinshan Hall cried out in grief, "You demon sect, kill me, the abbot of Jinshan Temple, and massacre the monks of Jinshan Temple. Fight with them. I will defend the majesty of Jinshan Temple to the death."

"Swear to the death to defend the majesty of Jinshan Temple."

"Swear to the death to defend the majesty of Jinshan Temple."

All the monks of Jinshan Temple shouted, their voices full of sadness and determination, and they rushed towards the demon sect fearlessly. For a while, they actually suppressed the demon sect, but the strength of the two sides was still too different. Many demon sect leaders took action, bullying the weak, and the screams became less and less.

Half an hour later, there was no sound of shouting and killing in the entire Jinshan Temple. There was no standing figure. The mountains were full of monks' corpses. The thousand-year-old temple was like hell.

From the beginning of the demon sect's attack on the mountain to the destruction of the entire Jinshan Temple, it took less than two hours, and the top power of this continent completely disappeared.

Because the demon sect set up a soundproof formation around Jinshan Temple when it attacked the mountain, even though the blood was flowing like a river in Jinshan Temple and the shouting and killing was soaring. But the people at the foot of the mountain could not notice anything at all, but saw that there was more fog in the direction of Jinshan Temple than usual.

It was not until the Demon Cult retreated and took away the formation that the fog gradually dissipated, and the strong smell of blood in the air slowly floated out and slowly drifted down the mountain.

"What's going on? Why is there such a strong smell of blood coming from Jinshan Temple?"

"Did someone cause trouble in Jinshan Temple and get killed? That wouldn't be such a strong smell of blood."

"How is that possible? Who dares to cause trouble in Jinshan Temple? Isn't that asking for death? The Wuwo Abbot of Jinshan Temple is a figure on the Heavenly Ranking."