Divine Monk Jue Xin became the only focus between heaven and earth. Under the gaze of countless people, he walked towards the North City Gate step by step in the sky.

As he got closer and closer to the North City Gate, the dignitaries in the city also saw him, all of them were shocked and got up one after another, unable to keep calm.

This is a world of martial arts, but Dajing people's cognition of martial arts is still at the stage where spiritual consciousness is the ultimate master, and they have never seen a martial artist who can walk at high altitudes.

"Is this a god..."

Unlucky Buddha stood behind Jiang Yu, muttering to himself with a complicated expression.

The level of the Mahayana Dragon Tower is very impressive, and different statuses understand different things. The Unlucky Buddha has only recently learned of the existence of the gods, but it is not clear how strong the gods are.

The same is true for Jiang Yu, the emperor stared blankly at the Divine Monk Jue Xin.

He suddenly felt that the mighty immortal master of longevity might not be able to win.

It's not just him who thinks this way, everyone who has witnessed the Divine Monk Jue Xin has such thoughts, Immortal Master Changsheng has never shown the ability to walk in the sky.

On the mountainside of Longqi Mountain, Ling Xiao couldn't help turning his head to look at Arakawa and asked, "Can Master win him? This is a life-and-death battle."

Arakawa has been in the arena for several years, and he has seen many masters, and he has never seen such ability. He has no bottom, but he is full of confidence in Jiang Changsheng, and said solemnly: "I believe in Master, Master is the strongest."

Meng Qiushuang, Qingku, Wanli, Mingyue and the others frowned, but they did not question Jiang Changsheng, they just waited patiently.

Looking from Longqi Mountain, one after another silhouettes jumped up from the city and landed on the eaves. Looking around, there were figures on the eaves of the whole city. The warriors jumped up, and the ordinary people leaned on the ladder. war.

Many people from Baiyiwei, Tianwujian, and the Imperial Army also fell on the eaves to watch the battle. Hua Jianxin was also there. She looked at the figure of the godly monk, and subconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword at her waist.

Just by appearing on the stage, it makes people feel that he has won.

Under the watchful eyes of all the people, the Divine Monk Jue Xin landed on the top of the northern city gate. He stood upright and waited for the immortal master Changsheng to come.

Longqiguan Mountain, in the courtyard.

Jiang Changsheng stood up, moved his muscles and bones, Wangchen ran back to the yard, and said nervously: "Daoist, that **** and monk can fly into the sky, don't be careless."

Bai Qi hummed: "Rare and strange, flying is the symbol of the realm of gods and humans."

Bailong raised the snake's body, pushed the snake's head out of the branches of the Earth Spirit Tree, and looked at the North City Gate from afar.

Wangchen had heard Bai Qi spit out words before, so he was not surprised, just looked at Jiang Changsheng.

Jiang Changsheng smiled and said, "Isn't it just flying? I can too. I forgot how I survived the calamity? Usually I'm just too lazy to fly."

This is the truth, wrapping the body with spiritual power can make it easy to fly, but he thinks it is not as handsome as Yu Jian Fei.

Wangchen breathed a sigh of relief, no longer reminded, turned and left, ready to watch the battle.

The Taihang sword on Jiang Changsheng's waist suddenly came out of its sheath, he jumped up and stepped on the sword, his style was compelling.

Bai Qi jumped out of the yard, came to the edge of the cliff, and looked at the north gate below.

After the Divine Monk Jue Xin arrived, most people's eyes fell on Longqi Mountain, expecting Immortal Master Changsheng to appear.

Naturally, they are more interested in the immortal master of longevity, after all, the immortal master of longevity is from the capital.

Seeing Jiang Changsheng appearing, the Unlucky Buddha behind Jiang Yu sneered and said, "One walks straight into the sky, and the other needs to step on the sword. The level of the realm is clear at a glance."

Jiang Yu didn't answer, he also felt the same way.

Jiang Changsheng quickly flew to the top of the city, jumped down gently, and landed firmly on the eaves of the city. The Taihang Sword bypassed an arc and flew into his scabbard accurately.

This method also saw many warriors excited.

"The art of mastering the sword, I didn't expect that there are such swordsmen in today's martial arts."

"The Immortal Master Changsheng is not a swordsman."

"Today, I can finally appreciate the magic of martial arts mythology."

"The martial arts mythology is indeed powerful, but it is still slightly inferior to the grandmaster."

"Tiangang Taoist, the leader of the five great masters, died in the hero's tomb. If the monk of the absolute heart can win, then he is the strongest master, the real martial arts myth."

Inside and outside the city, all corners of the world, nobles, and ordinary people are discussing the outcome of the two peerless masters.

Divine Monk Jue Xin opened his eyes, his eyes fell on Jiang Changsheng, he said, "Immortal Master Changsheng is really young."

Jiang Changsheng chuckled, "I'm almost fifty years old, not too young."

Divine Monk Jue Xin was indifferent, and said: "Today's battle is the last battle of the poor monk's life. If the poor monk dies, he will enter the hero's tomb and promote the prestige of Longqiguan. If the immortal master dies, the poor monk will not live long. I'll follow you soon."

Jiang Changsheng shook his head and said, "God monk, do you see what you're saying is human?"

Divine Monk Jue Xin's eyes narrowed, and he spoke again, but this time he used lip language.

He said that he had come for the sake of Fuchu.

The existence of Jiang Changsheng has become the biggest obstacle to Fu Chu.

Jiang Changsheng was not surprised after seeing it, but calmly said: "Then let's take action, there are quite a lot of people, don't make the spectators wait for a long time."

"The poor monk will come to experience the power of today's martial arts mythology!"

Divine Monk Jue Xin said in a deep voice, he put his palms together, the Buddha's light behind him soared, the looming Buddha statue followed, and his body began to linger with infuriating energy, which was actually bloody.

Jiang Changsheng raised his eyebrows, and at a glance he could see that the other party was burning blood and forcibly improving his skills.

If it goes on like this, even if he wins, the Divine Monk of Desolate Heart will not be able to survive today.

This old guy is really fighting.

Even in the realm of the gods, the godly monk of the absolute heart does not intend to take it lightly, but to burn out his lifespan and hit the strongest blow.

The sky is like dusk, and a strong wind blows between the heaven and the earth, ravaging the mountains and forests outside the city, blowing the robes of the spectators on the eaves, and a great pressure enveloped the whole city, even ordinary people can feel the oppression, chest tightness suffer.

The world changes color!

The rolling thunderclouds suddenly gathered, violently surging, and were ready to go.

Jiang Changsheng did not take action, but stared curiously at Divine Monk Jue Xin.

The phantom-like Buddha statue behind him suddenly rose up, reaching a height of a hundred meters. The golden light was dazzling, the figure was burly, and the aura was powerful. His face was like an Arhat who subdued demons, and he glared at Jiang Changsheng.

This scene made everyone's eyes widen.

An old beggar outside the city trembled and murmured: "Treading the sky, the true energy is concentrated, it has surpassed the master, and has reached the realm of extraordinary people."

All the warriors were shocked, and looked at the Divine Monk of Jue Xin with fanatical and awe.

The way of martial arts can be so powerful!

There was a raging flame in their hearts.

At this moment, the hundred-zhang-tall Arhat Golden Buddha suddenly shrank and penetrated into the body of the Juexin Divine Monk. The emaciated and old body of the Juexin Divine Monk suddenly became strong.

In an instant, he was nearly three meters tall, with a domineering posture. I saw him slowly raise his arms, and two golden Buddha arms condensed on his back, which were extremely dazzling, as if the Buddha's light was shining behind him.

At this moment, the image of the godly monk completely surpassed the mortal body, and the emperor Jiang Yu stood up, his eyes widened.

On the cliff, Bai Qi was stunned and said with emotion: "This scene is not simple, this **** is too strong..."

That terrifying sense of oppression reminded him of the god-man of the Donglin Dynasty, and he was not weak at all.

"This realm is above the master and the realm of gods and men. The poor monks use flesh and blood to open the realm of gods and men in the thirteen states. The world's warriors are optimistic. This is the realm of gods and men. The realm that he must pursue in his life!"

The voice of the godly monk resounded under the sky, no matter inside or outside the city, everyone could hear it, as if the **** of thunder was roaring, shocking people.

Divine Monk Jue Xin raised his right arm, and the golden arm behind him pulled back, making a gesture of about to wave his palm.

With a single step, the divine energy reached its peak!

He stared at Jiang Changsheng coldly, and said, "Isn't the immortal master still working?"

Jiang Changsheng pinned the Qilin Fuchen to his waist, pulled out the Taihang sword again, and said with a smile: "Then I will use the unique skill of Longqiguan, Taiqing swordsmanship, to come to the God of War."

"Why not use the Miao Zong Dharma?"

"We should let the world see Long Qiguan's swordsmanship."

Jiang Changsheng smiled lightly, followed by raising his sword, pointing at the godly monk.

Divine Monk Jue Xin laughed loudly, his face turned hideous, his qi and blood had burned to the extreme, and he couldn't wait any longer.

Under everyone's nervous expressions, the Divine Monk Jue Xin roared angrily, and swung out his right palm with the power of Wan Jun, and the golden arm behind his back did the same. As soon as his palms came out, thunder exploded, and a white piece of training fell at the same time, causing the heaven and the earth to fall. eclipsed.

"Buddha shakes the mountains and rivers!"

rumbling—

The city head under the two of them instantly turned into dust and exploded, and the world-destroying palm wind blew many people to the ground.

Jiang Changsheng faced the vast power of the gods, his right hand suddenly loosened, the palm pushed forward, and the Taihang sword turned into a sword light and shot out.

call out!

This sword light shone between the heavens and the earth, the thunder stopped abruptly, and everyone was shaken to close their eyes subconsciously. When they opened their eyes again, the palm wind on the city head was scattered, and the sky was in the direction of Jiang Changsheng's sword. On the center line, the sea of ​​clouds surged towards both sides, and the length of the sky did not know the end, as if the sky had been split in half, which was extremely shocking.

The Divine Monk Jue Xin stood in midair with his palms swiping. A sword pierced his chest and was embedded in his golden body. His whole body was trembling and his eyes were full of disbelief.

He stared at Jiang Changsheng closely, the golden color on his body slowly faded, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Taiqing swordsmanship... Where does it come from..."

Jiang Changsheng's right hand clenched slightly, and with a puff, the Taihang Sword broke away from the body of the Juexin monk, blood spilled into the sky, and the sword hilt flew into Jiang Changsheng's palm.

"It was created by me. Although you are a god, my Taiqing swordsmanship specializes in slaying gods."

Jiang Changsheng's voice was unusually indifferent~lightnovelpub.net~ He shook his sword gently, used his spiritual power to disperse the blood on the blade, and put the sword into the scabbard.

Divine Monk Jue Xin's eyes lost all vigour, and his body quickly withered, turning into his old and weak figure, and he followed him down.

Jiang Changsheng raised his hand and sucked the corpse of Divine Monk Juexin from the air. He took advantage of the situation and grabbed Divine Monk Juexin's belt, turned around and flew towards Longqi Mountain with his body.

Heaven and earth are silent, and there is no sound.

Everyone was still in a sluggish state, and only woke up when they saw Jiang Changsheng flying towards Longqiguan with the corpse of Divine Monk Jue Xin.

"My God! The Absolute Heart Monk has been defeated?"

"How is it possible? Just lost like this?"

"How could such a terrifying palm be broken by a sword? Even if we were far apart just now, this old man felt suffocated!"

"What kind of swordsmanship is that? Did the people in front hear clearly?"

"It's Taiqing swordsmanship! The Immortal Master said that this sword is designed to slay gods and people, sigh—Wulin mythology is truly invincible in the world!"

Outside the city, a large number of gangsters knelt down. Some were frightened, and some were shocked. They involuntarily wanted to bow down. Everyone knelt down and worshipped the direction of Longqiguan.

The northern city gate has been reduced to ruins, and this scene was seen by most of the people in the city, which shocked them as well.

There was a scholar standing in the attic, his eyes were dull, he swallowed his saliva and said with emotion: "Taiqing kills the gods with one sword, the ghosts tremble and the world is shocked, all the martial artists in the world kowtow, welcome the gods..."

"The best martial arts of the world..."

Arakawa's excited and loud voice came from Longqi Mountain:

"Send the Spiritual Monk into the Hero's Tomb!"

This sound echoed for a long time, making everyone feel the arrogance of the martial arts myth.