Hang Chi said: „This poor monk, although the intelligence is dull-witted, but cherishes Great Dao, but in front of Great Dao, all living things is the ants, really does not have any to be worth showing off the place.”
„, Serious, is really senseless, good, we start!” Xiao Moxian was saying, her back black phoenix both wings suddenly extends, on the face also reappears principle rune, her once more turned into the phoenix real body.
Before by the wings that Lin Ming pierced, now fully restored, thus it can be seen the great strength of phoenix real body, the resiliency compared Lin Ming not be inferior in any aspects.
„Phoenix real feather, 9900 swords!”
Xiao Moxian suddenly scolds one tenderly, side her, Murderous Qi, black feather unceasing flying on her both wings shoots turbulently, transforms the infinite sword forest!
This each black feather long sword, has one zhang (3.33 m) length, black light is dense, chilly weather.
The plume feather of both wings, transforms the long sword! Looks, is the dazzling cold glow, the straight thrust will of the people!
„powerful Murderous Qi, before this move of Xiao Moxian, useless!”
„Hits with Lin Ming, has projected on that degree, Xiao Moxian really also had to keep the hand, does not keep the hand, but many styles she does not have uses with enough time!”
„Phoenix feather originally is refines the weapon exceedingly good material, Xiao Moxian transforms weapon by own plume feather, this move, the might is very strong, decides however kills the rank certainly!”
The Xiao Moxian talent achieves Peak, the style are too many, principle comprehension is also very rich, with a Lin Ming war, she has too many styles with enough time not to use, is only several intense collisions, directly defeated.
Naturally, these styles use, Xiao Moxian has no way to win, the great strength of Lin Ming, came from the principle high suppression.
„!”
The swords of 9900 phoenix feathers, the complete thorn to Hang Chi, facing the woods cold sword forest, Hang Chi is without turning a hair, his form moves, is similar to a skidding leopard cat same departs, he displays „leopard cat turns wall” movement.
This set of movement name even though is vulgar, actually the quality is extremely high, is displayed by Hang Chi, is superb, lasings sword light, completely by his avoided.
„Arhat stick!”
The long stick in Hang Chi hand transforms the infinite stick shade, the sword light that phoenix feathers transform was destroyed by him completely.
Hang Chi movement, succinct simple, but actually like the passing clouds and flowing water, to the human smooth an incomparably harmonious feeling, visits him to leave the move, simply is enjoyment.
But at this time, a Xiao Moxian style revolution, in the sky, presented the big piece hot cloud, the infinite black flame falls in torrents, attacks with the swords of 9900 phoenix feathers together to Hang Chi.
On after the sword of phoenix feather has ignited the black flame, the trim world is piece of killing intent.
The phoenix is really hot and fusion of sword of phoenix feather, promoted to pursue the Heavenly Dao situation the principle of Xiao Moxian style directly highly.
Facing such strikes, eventually no longer is Hang Chi, passes the back fist to resist with the arhat stick.
Hang Chi looks a dignified color, his whole body loose frock ballooning gets up suddenly, the both arms extend horizontally, side him, golden Sanskrit talisman seal reappears, brilliance pasts, dazzling!
Dark, as if there is long Buddha sound to past in the sky, Hang Chi eventually used the real skill, was Supreme Divine Martial Might of Mount Putuo.
„The plate of Samsara!”
Hang Chi grasps the long stick empty to draw full moon in the sky, after long stick, leaves behind the light golden path in void, this golden path has composed round finally, in contained six rounds golden light ring, in each round light ring, has the golden illusory image. In the middle of them has Blood Demon, has hungry ghost, has the domestic animal, the fishy slave, has humanity, has Heavenly God.
Sees this round, in the Lin Ming heart one dull, these six, where he as if have seen!