I don’t think so at first battle, but I only realize the danger after a long battle.

In the violent attack of the Buddha, Bai Xingjian gradually fell into a disadvantage, and the pure and flawless aura was soaked with murderous aura, just like a drop of blood ink falling on rice paper, spreading around.

Haoran suppresses demons, and the demons are extremely prosperous, and they also swallow Haoran. This should be the case with the cycle of cause and effect.

However, although ordinary demon cultivators can suppress Confucian monks in their power and realm, they must use their own killing nature. The dirty and vast aura of demonic energy is difficult to ascend to heaven.

Especially a great scholar like Bai Xingjian, who has refined a mouthful of great energy, has become pure and almost at the point where all laws are invincible.

"You are actually a Shura Taoist man!"

Bai Xingjian exclaimed in surprise, and the demon cultivator is also difficult to tolerate. The demonic Shura killed for the sake of killing, and everyone was able to kill him.

Futu smiled hideously, shaped like a wild beast, like a madman, and fisted out, the murderous aura condensed as the essence, captivating the heart, the legs broke through the wind, and the demonic aura was like stormy waves, beating the river bank, cold and cold, touching the heart.

Under the violent attack of the Buddha, Bai Xingjian was already unbearable, but the insult to injury has always happened since ancient times.

A figure rushed to the top of the city, and his body was like a ghost. In just one breath, he sneaked behind Bai Xingjian. The blade lit up, and the cold light was revealed, silently slashing through the air, slashing towards Bai Xingjian's back.

Bai Xingjian felt a chill coming from behind, and the sound of cracking silk sounded, and the sword energy had already cut through the Confucian robes.

"Haoran Tiangang!"

Bai Xingjian shouted loudly, and the noble energy condensed the innate energy, which was indestructible. The sword light was forced to stop in the air, revealing the figure of Yelu Guanyinnu.

When Yelu Guanyinnu succeeded in the sneak attack, Futu also took action. He stepped on his feet and the city wall collapsed instantly. Futu's body was so fast that it appeared in front of Bai Xingjian like a jump in space, and he used his punches to destroy mountains and break mountains.

This punch was extremely fierce, and the power of this punch was terrifying. This unreasonable punch directly smashed Bai Xingjian's Haoran Tiangang and landed on Bai Xingjian's chest. The power was still strong, ruthlessly destroying Bai Xingjian's meridians.

The aftermath of the boxing force vibrated backwards, and the fist wind came backwards, like a wave that swept out later. Yelu Guanyinnu was not spared.

Bai Xingjian and Yelu Guanyinnu flew out at the same time and smashed them hard on the top of the city.

Yelu Guanyinnu struggled to get up and actually vomited a mouthful of blood, and his breath was instantly depressed.

She fought with Jian Meng, but was accidentally injured by the sword energy of Xin Jian, which made Jian Meng escape. In order to make the merits, Yelu Guanyinnu did not erase the sword energy of his heart. After a little suppression, he went to the city to assist Futu in killing Bai Xingjian.

Unexpectedly, the Buddha did not distinguish between enemies and us, and he severely injured Bai Xingjian with one punch, which also hurt Yelu Guanyinnu. The sword energy of the heart sword took the opportunity to be in chaos, which made Yelu Guanyinnu lose seven or eight points of combat power, and it was difficult for him to intervene in this battle.

"eventful!"

Futu sneered. Without Yelu Guanyinnu's intervention, he could still suppress Bai Xingjian alone.

Futu is a prince of the Great Wei, and his status is extremely noble. Yelu Guanyinnu dared not speak out, so he could only speak out with grievance: "Your Highness of the King of Shu is worried that the night is long and there are many dreams, so he ordered me to help the devil's marquis to suppress the demons."

"It turns out that it's not your own decision, but Lu Xuanlou can't trust me, so he blamed you for your mistake."

Futu said, "But that's the case. You have no combat power anymore. Let's see how this marquis is doing?"

Bai Xingjian was not a match for Futu. He was seriously injured at this moment, his chest collapsed, and his blood stained the Confucian robe with red breath, and his breath was particularly disordered. How could he be a match for Futu?

However, at this moment, Bai Xingjian did not care about his life or death, but was concerned about Jian Meng's safety and asked nervously: "Where is Miss Jian Meng?"

"Of course I'm dead!"

Before Yelu Guanyinnu could reply, a voice came from a distance. Lu Xuanlou arrived leisurely, landed on the city tower, threw out the broken sword in his hand, and pierced into the city wall walking path under Bai Xingjian's feet.

When he picked up the broken sword, Bai Xingjian suddenly fell to his side. This sword belongs to Jian Meng. The sword is like life for the sword cultivator. Seeing this broken sword, Bai Xingjian also knows that there is a lot of good fortune in Jian Meng.

"Lu Xuanlou, for thousands of years, there have been few amazing women in the East Wilderness. A stunning woman like Jian Meng shouldn't die in this war!"

Bai Xingjian's voice was sad, Jian Meng's death was really sad!

Lu Xuanlou sighed and said, "Yes, such a stunning woman shouldn't die, but she is not from me, Wei!"

Bai Xingjian said bitterly: "The amazing man and woman are about to die if they are not from Wei. How can this be the reason in the world? Shouldn't the Wei people be so arrogant?"

"I allow stunning men and women not to join the Wei people, but I do not allow stunning men and women to become enemies of the Wei people."

Lu Xuanlou said with Youyou: "It's the opponent. The more amazing a person is, the more he should be killed."

"There is a lot of noise here, and it is inevitable that people will attract attention. I won't say much to my senior. Do you have any last words?"

Bai Xingjian said loudly: "The Wei people cannot get these towering rivers and mountains!"

Lu Xuanlou slowly retreated, looking at the devastated and fragmented Fanyang City Tower, he couldn't stop shaking his head.

"Fanyang, a thousand-year-old ancient city, a military-owned land, is so bad. The city is only thirty feet high and the city is only 5 or 6 feet thick. However, the battle between several Nirvana warriors made this place a ruin. Born in distress and died in peace, the people of Chu really didn't care!"

Lu Xuanlou smiled and said, "And my Great Wei cities are all hundreds of feet high and dozens of feet deep. They are carved into the formations. Even if the Nirvana warrior takes all his strength, it will be difficult to destroy the city. My Great Wei has put his heart into it."

"There will always be someone who gets this towering river and mountains. If it weren't for my Great Wei, it would never be your Chu people."

Bai Xingjian sneered and said, "Why is the belonging of the world in the high walls of the city?"

"Is it just a matter of white-heartedness to win the world without the advantage of military wars, and to defend the world without the high city and thick walls? "

Lu Xuanlou sneered and said, "The Confucian leader often ruins the country, but Bai Xiang can do it, but he cannot do it, and it will cause the Eastern Wilderness to miss the Great Wei. Even if there are all kinds of right and wrong, the Great Wei will dominate the world, and we will never be wrong."

The Buddha shot out, and the demonic energy in his body spread, rendering the sky in half a day into black, turning into a Shura Dharma body of a hundred feet in size, in a glaring look.

The Buddha not only had to hammer Bai Xingjian, but also razed the city to the ground.

"presumptuous!"

A loud shout sounded, and a snow-white sword light came from the sky. Above the sword light, there was a middle-aged man in white, extraordinary.

"White-clothed Sword Sect!"

Lu Xuanlou spoke solemnly. There was no possibility of anything here that the sky was everywhere, but Lu Xuanlou did not expect that the strong man from the Immortal Sect would come so quickly.

"A Nirvana Sword Cultivator is too underestimating me."

Futu sneered, and Shura Dharma Xiang followed, punching at the sword light and punching Bai Xingjian.

"Although you are a new marquis, you are also a king of the Great Wei, even the king of the Great Wei. How could we take it lightly?"

The true king of Zixuan of Dongxuan Sect showed his body and stood in front of Bai Xingjian. A purple formation rose from the soles of his feet, swelling in the wind, and in a blink of an eye, protecting the city tower tightly.

"It's a waste!"
Chapter completed!