Martial Arts: 3000 Net Sword Slaves At The Start

Chapter 22 Buddhist Martial Arts (For Collection, For Flowers)

"kill!"

Han Xuanming yelled and flew into the air, and Sword Ray pierced the sky at an incredible angle.

This sword, as swift as lightning and as fierce as thunder, split the long sword in Hao Yilin's hand, and slashed on his chest.

"puff!"

Hao Yilin was severely injured, his whole body trembled, and then he shot backwards, vomited blood in the air, and hit the ground hard.

The Killing intent of the Heartbroken Sword was too heavy, like a moss attached to a bone, accompanied by Han Xuanming's Sword Qi, it penetrated deep into Hao Yilin's body.

This Killing intent and Sword Qi combined into one, wandering through Hao Yilin's body, wantonly tearing apart the Meridians all over his body.

Many remaining Daoists in Xuanzhen Dao saw their senior brother was injured, and stepped forward one after another.

At this moment, Han Xuanming was like a madman, with disheveled hair.

He had a violent temper before, and he was extremely violent when he killed.

Now under the influence of the Heartbroken Sword Killing intent, he lost his mind even more.

This is a sign that the Xuanming sword is devouring the master. If he cannot control this killing intent, Han Xuanming will completely become a puppet of the sword!

The previous 18 swordsmen were all invaded by the Killing intent, unable to extricate themselves, and finally killed crazily and died of exhaustion.

Only Li Xiaoran, who withstood the torture of many Killing intents, turned it into his own use, and his strength greatly increased.

"kill!"

There is nothing else in Han Xuanming's eyes, no distracting thoughts in his mind, only endless killing intent.

He won't stop until he kills everyone he sees in front of him.

"Clang!"

A swipe of Sword Ray slashed across, splashing bloody flowers.

Accompanied by a series of screams, Han Xuanming killed all the Xuanzhen Taoists.

Corpses lay all over the ground, blood flowed like rivers, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

"Han Xuanming, if you dare to kill someone from my Xuanzhen way, I will not let you go!"

Hao Yilin got up from the ground, his eyes were about to burst, "With you as a mere Great Master, there will be no place for you in the world from now on!"

Facing Hao Yilin's threatening words, Han Xuanming didn't change his face, as if he didn't hear it.

He came in front of Hao Yilin, and the two looked at each other.

Seeing these red eyes, Hao Yilin's body trembled, and his whole body was cold.

Inside, he didn't see fear, fear, or panic, but only ruthlessness, indifference, and killing intent.

Han Xuanming raised his hand, and the Heartbroken Sword pierced the sky and passed over Hao Yilin's neck.

"you!"

Hao Yilin covered his neck and stared wide-eyed, and fell on his back unwillingly.

So far, this well-known master of Xuanzhen Dao on Rivers and Lakes has returned to heaven!

"Roar!"

After killing Hao Yilin, Han Xuanming raised his head and glared at Kuxu in Jingchanyuan.

At this moment, his face was distorted, his throat was hoarse, and he let out a low growl that was not like a human beast.

Seeing this, Kuxu's expression changed drastically, "Stop it quickly, Donor Han! Don't let the Killing intent affect your mind!"

Kuxu is well-informed, so he can naturally see that Han Xuanming was affected by the heart-broken sword at this moment, so he became like this.

After finishing speaking, Kuxu turned his head to look at Nangong Ye, and prayed: "Now that many benefactors of Xuanzhen Dao have been killed, Mr. Ye should have vented his anger, right? How about letting everyone in Jingchanyuan go."

"Young Master Ye, you should know that saving someone's life is better than building a seventh-level pagoda. You have to forgive people and forgive them. Don't do any more crimes. Everyone in Jingchanyuan will be grateful to Young Master Ye for his mercy today."

Hearing this, Nangong Ye smiled slightly, "Kuxu, it's useless for you to say that to me, you can leave as you want, when have I ever stopped you? If you want to survive, as long as you kill Han Xuanming."

"Now he is not considered my snare, even if you kill him, I will not care!"

Looking at the murderous Han Xuanming, Nangong Ye didn't see any waves in his eyes.

If he couldn't even survive the impact of the first Killing intent, then Han Xuanming wouldn't be worth living.

There are countless swordsmen in the world, but he can always find the real heartbroken sword master!

Kuxu clasped his hands together and said, "Young Master Ye, what you said can be counted?"

Nangong Ye said: "What I say, naturally counts."

Kuxu nodded, "The poor monk will offend him!"

After finishing speaking, Kuxu leaped forward like lightning, and landed with a wave of his palm.

This palm is ordinary, without any change, but it seems to be full of changes. No matter where Han Xuanming jumps, he can't escape the control of the palm.

"Bo Ruo Zen palm, Buddhist martial arts also have merits."

Seeing Kuxu's attack, Nangong Ye nodded secretly.

As the leader of Buddhism, Jingchanyuan has been established for an unknown number of years.

Although some of them declined several times, they all rose again later.

As the top five palm techniques in Buddhism, this Boruo Zen palm is powerful enough to break mountains and crack rocks!

"Clang!"

Kuxu's fleshy palm is as hard as gold and stone, when it hit the heartbroken sword, it was like a sword colliding.

Han Xuanming was shaken back by a palm, and his right hand holding the sword trembled slightly, a little out of strength.

"Han benefactor, if you don't wake up soon, don't blame the poor monk for being merciless."

After saying that, Kuxu's palm gesture resumed.

He clasped his palms in circles and swiped across in front of him.

After the palm passed by, afterimages were left behind.

Two palms are divided into four, four into eight, eighth into sixteen

Soon, it turned into dense palms all over the sky.

This is the Tathagata Palm of Thousand Hands of Buddhist Martial Arts. In terms of attacking momentum, its power is still higher than Bo Ruo Zen Palm!

When Han Xuanming saw Kuxu's attack, he advanced instead of retreating.

The Killing intent flowed out of the Heartbroken Sword continuously, making Han Xuanming's strength greatly improved.

"kill!"

Han Xuanming poured out a word, and the murderous aura broke out again.

The whole person shot out like a bolt of lightning.

"Amitabha!"

Kuxu chanted the Buddha's name lightly, and the infinite palm shadow was shot out in an instant.

For a moment, the sky was filled with huge golden palms.

The shadow of the palm fell like heavy rain, hitting Han Xuanming.

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