The Era of National Martial Arts in the City

Chapter 80: A Selfless Man!

Destroy the heavens and the earth, sword twenty-three.

Of course, everyone did not know the name of this sword move, but if they did, they would definitely nod in agreement, and only destroying the heavens and the earth could be worthy of this amazing move.

At this time, Xu Xiaoran’s sword move had truly unfolded, and its power could only be described as terrifying.

As for the Heavenly Monk, he stood still, and just by looking at the terrified expression on his face, he could tell his situation.

However, at this time, no one laughed at the Heavenly Monk, although as a famous person for many years and a master of the founding sect, it was really not a brilliant thing to lose to a young man like Xu Xiaoran without even blocking a move.

However, everyone in the field knew how terrifying Xu Xiaoran’s sword technique was, and they had experienced that kind of encounter, which was a feeling that could be said to be desperate.

Moreover, it was still the aftermath of the sword momentum, but the Heavenly Monk was completely locked in the sword move.

Therefore, everyone knew very well that the heavenly monk could not block the sword momentum, and they did not have any ridicule emotions, some were just the sadness of the rabbit dead fox.

In the rivers and lakes, this is the case, even if you are full of spirit today and invincible for a while, it is difficult to guarantee that you will not die under the sword of another master tomorrow.

Speaking of which, the fact that the Heavenly Monk could die under such a stunning sword move was still an enviable thing for some people.

In this case, everyone can see that with this trend, the Heavenly Monk no longer has the slightest possibility of survival.

It is not that the people of the Buddhist sect do not want to come to the rescue, but they are powerless.

The three old monks naturally had the strength to save each other, but Zhang Sanfeng and the others obviously would not allow them to make a move.

The rest of the people, although there are still strong people of the Great Grandmaster, but look at the situation of the Heavenly Monk, you can know that he can be regarded as the peak Grand Master, and there is still no trace of resistance, these Great Grandmasters do not have the confidence to block Xu Xiaoran’s supreme sword.

Moreover, these great masters, strictly speaking, are not the monks of the meditation monastery, and it is naturally okay to help in normal times, but they will not fight for their own lives.

As for the other people in the field, the lives of the heavenly monks had nothing to do with them, and besides, they were not fools, and the power of this sword technique could be said to have completely exceeded their imagination.

So for a while, the audience just kept echoing words of pleading, hoping to use words to move Xu Xiaoran and save the life of the heavenly monk.

However, Xu Xiaoran did not make the slightest response, and the eyes of the dragon in the air appeared indifferent, without a trace of emotion.

And the surrounding sword qi is also becoming more and more cold, and cracks have begun to appear on the skin of the heavenly monk, and the whole person seems to be cracking inch by inch.

“Shhhh

Anxious, shocked, painful, and all kinds of expressions appeared on the faces of the Buddhist monks.

They knew that either Xu Xiaoran didn’t want to show mercy at all, or he was completely immersed in the sword art at this time and couldn’t hear any sounds from the outside world.

However, this result does not make the slightest difference for Buddhists, especially those who meditate meditation.

“Alas! The Heavenly Monk is falling! A sigh rang out from the field.

It doesn’t matter if it’s hostile or not, and it doesn’t matter what the perception of the Heavenly Monk or his sect is.

After all, this is a peak grandmaster powerhouse, a big school pioneer, such a strong person falls, whether it is friend or foe, will show a trace of respect, is a salute, has been a farewell.

“Amitabha!” All the monks chanted the Buddha trumpet at the same time, and even some unrelated people silently chanted in their hearts.

The people who meditated on the meditation monastery and the Cihang meditation institute took the initiative to close their eyes.

This is how the battle would have ended.

But at this moment, a sudden loud drink alarmed everyone.

A burly old man with a fierce appearance suddenly fell from the sky and landed between the two, and a loud drink came from his mouth:

“Where is Xu Xiaoran? Get me out! ”

The rolling sound wave surged out, and judging from the breath, it could be known that this was a strong man of a great grandmaster.

But everyone was not shocked in the slightest, looking at the old man’s eyes as if he was looking at a fool, and his eyes revealed a strong sympathy.

The old man naturally felt strange, but before he could ask aloud, his complexion changed abruptly, and his ugly and vicious face instantly turned miserable.

The old man should have just arrived, perhaps he had heard the news, and listening to his tone, he could tell that he might be Xu Xiaoran’s enemy, but he didn’t know the situation at all.

The place where he stayed was between the dragon and the heavenly monk incarnated by Xu Xiaoran, and this place could be said to be the most dangerous place in the whole scene at this time.

The old man must be in shape, and as soon as he wanted to speak again, he felt a monstrous sword intent attack.

“Not good!”

At this time, even if he is stupid, he can feel that something is wrong, and he is sad that everyone will look at him with that kind of gaze just now, but at this time, he does not have the mood and time to pursue it.

This sword intent is too terrifying, he has been traversing the rivers and lakes for decades, and has experienced countless bitter battles, but he has never seen such a fierce and terrifying sword intent.

The old man immediately wanted to leave, but his body was locked by an invisible force, and he couldn’t move at all.

“Roar————”

Perhaps it was the old man’s fierce will to survive that broke out, or perhaps the sword light came, and the lock on his surrounding body finally eased a little.

The old man’s hands got rid of the restraints, and he immediately roared wildly, and at the same time pushed forward, and two giant palm shadows suddenly appeared, striking towards the sword light in front of him.

“Mighty Vajra Palm?”

Someone in the audience suddenly exclaimed, this old man used Shaolin’s powerful Vajra palm.

Then countless eyes were looking at the Shaolin side, and there was a trace of admiration.

The Shaolin monks naturally understood the meaning of this admiration – “I’ll go, you Shaolin is really interesting, this is sacrificing the life of a great grandmaster to save the heavenly monks!” ”

Just as everyone looked at Shaolin suspiciously, a miserable roar came.

“No————”

The rain of blood in the sky sprang down, and the powerful Vajra palm that the old man shot did not block the sword light, but collapsed with a touch, followed by an unmatched might, completely enveloping the old man.

Almost instantly, a great grandmaster who was enough to traverse the martial arts was swept into pieces by the endless sword qi.

“Uh… What did this man come from, so sacrificing himself to save others? Someone in the audience murmured, because just now from the surprised expressions of the monks of the entire Shaolin Temple, it could be seen that this old man was most likely not from Shaolin.

“……”

Everyone was speechless, and the act of rushing to give people’s heads was really insightful.

However, the monks who meditated on the monastery all recited the scriptures for this person in their hearts.

Because he was mixed by the old man, he blocked half of Xu Xiaoran’s sword momentum with his life, giving the Heavenly Monk a glimmer of life.

At this time, the heavenly monk was finally freed from the state of restraint, followed by a wild roar, almost desperately urging the power in his body.

“Boom ————”

The earth-shattering explosion sounded in the field, and then a miserable figure, like a kite with a broken line, slowly floated down.

“Brush brush brush”

Several figures flew out and quickly caught the person.

The person who fell was the Heavenly Monk, although there was a thunderous old man who sacrificed himself to save others and blocked half of the sword momentum, but the situation of the Heavenly Monk was also miserable, one left arm was broken at the root, and a fist-sized hole in the chest was pierced by sword qi, and there was no intact place under the body, it can be said that only the last breath was left to hang his life.