Legend of the Swordking Chapter 899: Assault on Yin Yang Temple
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One day later, Lin Muzhao and I entered the Shenye World for five days, and our injuries were all healed. The cultivation base was better than before, especially Lin Muzhao, with a pair of beautiful eyes with a kind of otherworldly fairy charm. In the first battle of the sage, he stepped into the fifth-centered method of Tianfeng Ancient Classic, Tianfeng Nostalgia, and closely followed Li Qingyin's footwork.
As for me, the biggest benefit is the polishing of the flesh and the rules. I have fought against the sages and defeated several peaks and semi-sages in the Qingshu Broken World. It can be said that it is difficult to have an opponent under the Holy Realm. Unless it is the top ten of the semi-holy list.
The battleship of breaking the world slowly descended to the Bailu Academy. Outside the gate, the two holy palace masters, Xiao Yi and Yun Nishang, and the thirty-six inner courtyard masters all arrived together, and respectfully said: "Gloriously welcome the master !"
Shangguan Ziyi flew off the battleship and nodded: "No gift, when will the army of the Ministry of War arrive?"
Xiao Yi said: "I will arrive in half an hour, Senior Sister Master, I have gathered all the disciples above the King Realm, and all follow the Master to march."
"Well, they should really sharpen it."
Shangguan Ziyi looked at the palms with wonderful eyes, and said: "As soon as the army of the Ministry of War arrives, immediately set off. Besides, when will the people from Tianfeng Academy arrive?"
Before the words fell, a crowd of people floated in the billowing mist over the sky. It was Shangguan Nanfeng in a blue skirt, and Li Qingyin, Zhou Hanwen, Li Chengze and others followed. When I saw Li Qingyin, She also looked at me, and a sound transmission floated into my ears: "Are you okay?"
I replied: "Well, the people in Yin Yang Temple can't help me."
"Huh, I'm still stiff, I have already received the news that you and Senior Sister Mu Zhao were seriously injured in the battle of Qingshu Broken World. If Senior Uncle Ziyi and Sister Xuanyin arrived in time, the consequences would be disastrous. In the future...can't take this risk anymore."
"We can't be blamed for this, we can only be blamed for being targeted by the people of Yin Yang Temple."
A ray of indifferent murderous intent flashed from her beautiful eyes, saying: "So, this time, the Yin Yang Temple must be completely wiped out, and they must not be rekindled in the ashes."
"Hmm."
This time the two academies have joined forces with the Ministry of War, and it can be described as a huge momentum. All the masters have almost come out. As for the academy, there are two old monster-level evildoers guarded by the old masters, and absolutely no one dares to go up the mountain.
Not long after, the people from the Ministry of War also arrived, led by the Lord of the City of Zhongzhou City, and among the billowing clouds, Fan Qingyan wore a soft armor and a symbol of the Imperial Ministry of War. It is said that she is a saint possessing The power of strength is unfathomable. In addition, there are two generals who have mobilized the Ministry of War, both of whom are saints, plus the cousin Bu Xuanyin who controls the city defense army, this battle can be described as a master.
Two titled sword saints, as many as ten saints, plus countless semi-holy, primordial spiritual realm, and super-spirit realm powerhouses played together. The Yin Yang Temple has been a wicked gate for many years and has been standing proudly on the upper realm. This time it has gone wrong. , I'm afraid it will be overwhelming.
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"Little Ziyi girl!"
On the mountain, a vague voice came from outside the sword pavilion. It came from the voice of an old courtyard master: "Dao Xuan Sheng has some methods, do we need two old bones to do it?"
Shangguan Ziyi respectfully said: "No need for Master, Senior Sister Nanfeng and I can deal with it by ourselves."
Shangguan Nanfeng also smiled and said: "Senior Uncle, don't worry, Junior Sister Ziyi and I are already titled sword saints. There is more than enough to deal with a titled saint, please don't worry."
"It's so good, old ghost, let's continue playing chess, eh? Did you steal my chess piece?"
Everyone couldn't help laughing. The two old academies are like two old and unreliable, but they are also the deepest existence of the two major academies. With them, no one in the upper realm dared to move the academy.
"Sister, shall we go?" Shangguan Ziyi said.
"Okay, let's go!"
Suddenly, purple thunders surged in the palm of Shangguan Nanfeng's palm, forming a purple thunder storm in the area tens of meters in front, and the rules of the holy path surged, and in a blink of an eye opened a world. In front of you, there is an ancient mountain in the shape of a trident, full of majesty, and there are groups of buildings on the ancient mountain, swaying the flag of the Yin Yang Temple.
"Three Blades Mountain?"
Lin Muzhao stunned slightly, and the corner of his mouth smiled and said: "I didn't expect Master Nanfeng to have such a means to directly open the space tunnel between here and the main hall of Yin Yang Hall."
On the side, Li Qingyin smiled and said, "Senior sister, if this is not the case, I am afraid that the evil monks in the Yin Yang Temple will run away."
"Offensive!"
The two great sword sages flew into this halo together, and their figures turned into a rainbow light and smashed towards the top of the Three Blades Mountain, and the saints such as Fan Qingyan, Xiao Yi, Yun Nishang, etc. also whizzed together. After going, the whole body was wrapped in holy energy and rushed into the transmission force. The mist was rolling and flowing. The two large academies and the soldiers rushed in one after another. The three of us were also in the crowd, attacking Sanblade Mountain together.
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"Swipe--"
Entering the magic circle, the whole person instantly appeared under the mountains of the main hall of Yin Yang Temple, a million miles away, and saw two sword masters standing in the air, the magic phase soaring to the sky, the white deer sword and the sky wind sword were all swung together, and they immediately sacrificed Two sword intents that ruined the heavens and the earth blasted towards the Three Blades Mountain, and rumblingly hit the mountain guard formation on the outer layer of the Three Blades Mountain, making a loud thunder-like sound.
With only six swords, the guardian formation began to collapse.
Opening the eyes of the Swordsman God, it is clear that the countless Yin Yang Temple disciples on the mountain are at a loss. Facing the power of the two sword masters is like facing the power of the sky, which is not what they can contend.
At this moment, a ray of light on the mountain peaked and filled the world in front of you in a blink of an eye. The ray of light became more and more blazing, like a round sun, and a magnificent and peerless Taoist came out of the blazing light. Long-distance running in gray, it looks like a fairy wind, a pair of eyes reveals the rules of heaven and earth, a crane-haired childlike face, holding a rusty ancient sword in hand, and smiling: "Southwind Sword Saint, Purple Sword Saint, yes Which little boy who doesn't open his eyes provokes the two, why do you want to attack my Yin and Yang Hall so much?"
"Dao Xuan, you know why you ask."
Shangguan Ziyi’s beautiful eyes are like water, and he faintly said: "Your inheritor of Yin Yang Temple, Duan Yuan, led a group of Inner Sect elders to intercept and kill my two disciples Lin Muzhao and Bu Yixuan in the market world. Is this possible? Do you dare to say you don't know?"
The Taoist Profound Sage smiled at the corner of his mouth: "I know, but at the Shazhou Baimei Banquet, didn't the respected disciple Bu Yixuan also penetrate Duan Yuan's sea of qi? These things are just some of the young people. You come and I am going, how can you get involved in yourselves as saints? So... it would be too elder to lose."
Shangguan Zi Yi squinted his eyes and smiled: "If only Duan Yuan intercepted Lin Muzhao and Bu Yixuan, it would be fine, but your Yin Yang Temple also sent a saint named Jia Yi to join the battle. You should know it too, right?"
"Oh? I don't know this old way. Didn't Jia Yi stay in the mountain gate all the time?"
"I don't know?"
Shangguan Ziyi smiled slightly, her palms opened, and a group of radiant mysterious world appeared in her palms, nothing else, it was Jia Yi's holy ruins!
The Holy Ruins, which carries most of the power and understanding of the rules of a saint, can be said to carry the essence of a saint. In the upper realm, the saint ruins are the most precious treasure. Once they can be refined, they can often achieve a The newly-born saint, but it was obvious that Jia Yi’s Saint Ruins Shangguan Zi Yi didn’t look up to him, he suddenly threw the saint ruins out, and whispered: "Look if it’s Jia Yi from your Yin Yang Temple!"
"Boom——"
"You..." The Taoist Profound Sage was shocked and hurriedly supported the saint ruins with both hands, but this blow contained Shangguan Ziyi's kendo power, and immediately blasted the Tao Profound Sage into the ancient mountains behind him. Dozens of green peaks collapsed one after another, and there were countless deaths and injuries among the disciples of the Yin Yang Temple. Amidst the falling rocks and the collapse of the mountain, the Taoist Profound Sage's law rose again, his eyes cold: "Shangguan Ziyi, even though you are a titled sword saint, But you have done too much. Jia Yi is a saint recognized by the upper world. How can you kill at will?"
"Have you done it?"
Shangguan Ziyi smiled and said: "As a saint, Jia Yi actually shot my two beloved disciples. Isn’t this too much? Moreover, this time I will not only overdo it, but also I want to do everything right. Today, I will completely erase the three words Yin Yang Temple from the upper realm!"
"Kill my Yin Yang Temple? Do you have this ability?"
The Taoist Profound Sage was furious, his palms were raised slightly, and two yin and yang fish patterns soaring to the sky suddenly rose. The power was violent, and the nine-day thunder was triggered. Even if the pressure formed before taking a shot was enough to make me, Lin Muzhao and Li The complexion of younger generations like Qingyin turned pale, and as for Tantai Yao, Feng Qingyi, Gu Wei, Zhao Hao and others, they stepped back hundreds of feet to avoid the power of the saint.
"Dao Xuan!"
Shangguan Zi changed his hand to hold the White Deer Sword, and his kendo spirit was gushing, and his body rose into the sky, saying: "I will fight you alone. If you win, let you go. If you lose, you will get your neck. Get killed!"
"The old way has this intention!"
The Taoist Profound Sage roared, and the scroll went to the sky with layers of flames, and fought with the White Deer Sword Sage. Suddenly the sky and the terrifying sword intent swayed, the battle between the two titled saints was beyond Ordinary people's imagination, their every move seems to be able to arouse the power of heaven, and the mastery of rules and power has long been extraordinary and holy!
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Shangguan Nanfeng held the Tianfeng Sword in his hand, the blade lightly pointed at Sanbian Mountain, and said: "The supreme saint, are you willing to fight with me?"
The supreme saint wore a red dress, and his enchanting figure was looming under the skirt. The straight peaks and the curves of the slender waist and jade buttocks made people uncontrollably imaginative, plus a fascinating face. Jie didn't know how many righteous saints had fallen under her pomegranate skirt. At this time, she obviously realized that the bad situation could not be aggravated, and nodded and said: "Rou Jueyi is effective and loyal to the Yin and Yang Temple, since that is the case... Let's live and die with the Yin and Yang Temple! "
Two figures rushed to the other direction of the sky.
In the air, the decisive battle between the two titled sword saints and the two titled saints was fascinating, until the city lord of Zhongzhou, Fan Qingyan, gave an order to attack the mountain.
There are still three saints in the Yinyang Hall, but they are not a concern. They are led away by the saints such as Fan Qingyan, Xiao Yi, Ouyang Fu, Qu Yeliang, etc., to catch each other and kill each other.