Li Xiuyuan thought to himself. This was the encirclement move of the four Holy Monks. No wonder Shi Zhixuan could escape in a sorry state. He was indeed extraordinary. Adding on the fact that Kong was eyeing him like a tiger, it could be said that this was the most difficult battle he had ever fought since he transmigrated.
The corners of Li Xiuyuan's mouth curled up. He focused his gaze and swept his gaze over. Suddenly, he activated the Phantom Body Movement Technique. Four figures flew out at the same time. With the speed of the naked eye, it was impossible to tell if they were real or fake.
In the next moment, four Li Xiuyuan's suddenly appeared. The Demon God Sword in his hand was displayed, and four sword auras that were dozens of meters long slashed at the four of them almost at the same time.
Weng!
When the four holy monks saw this, they shouted,"Vajra Subduing Devil!”
In an instant, the four of them stood on the ground like Vajra. Their bodies were as one as they emitted an incomparably dense aura.
Vajra was the protector of the Buddha, meaning that his body was as indestructible as Vajra. It had supreme majesty and could subdue demons.
"Rumble!"
A dull thundering sound came, and the four holy monks breathed a sigh of relief almost at the same time. They were afraid that the other party's Sword Qi would break the array.
Li Xiuyuan thought to himself that it was amazing. The four of them practiced the same cultivation method. In addition to decades of interaction, their minds were one. If his sword qi slashed at anyone, the other three would attack.
Even if his martial arts were stronger than the four of them, if he did not use some of his true skills, it would be difficult for him to break this array. Shi Zhixuan's defeat was not unjustified.
Li Xiuyuan let out a long breath and said coldly,"Thirteen Life-Seizing Swords!"
The long sword in his hand turned and suddenly emitted a dazzling light. It was as bright as the sun, as fast as lightning, and as aggressive as fire and water.
Boundless killing intent erupted in an instant and merged into the seemingly endless sword light. The earth and sky seemed to be stained with blood in an instant, filled with endless killing intent.
The human heart and sword will, the sword heart and human will, were almost flawlessly fused together at this moment. This was the killing intent that surged out of the human heart and was also the unique killing intent of the Life-Taking Thirteen Swords.
It was as if this sword art had been created to bring endless killing intent, death, and pain to the world. In the Great Tang, no other sword art possessed such terrifying and pure killing intent.
Weng!
The cold sword qi penetrated his bones and the cold killing intent froze his soul!
The four holy monks were shocked, as if there was a chill in the depths of their souls. In an instant, they felt that this sword was difficult to block, but they were still in harmony with it.
Bang!
Accompanied by the violent collision of the array, a huge gap was opened in the bronze bell that was enveloped by the four of them. Was this not the end?
If one were to say that the Life-Taking Thirteen Swords were like a flower!
When this flower was first planted, there was nothing. However, when it slowly grew, it had branches and leaves, and flowers.
The first 13 sword strikes were just the roots of the flower, and the 14th sword strike was just the leaves of the flower. However, when the 15th transformation occurred, the flower would bloom, and the 15th sword strike would become the true flower.
Weng!
Sharp sword qi surged, and endless killing intent surged.
With a swoosh, the sword struck out. The world seemed to be divided into Yin and Yang by this sword, and a terrifying change occurred!
Li Xiuyuan used the fourteenth transformation of the Thirteen Life-Seizing Swords again.
A cold death intent filled the sword body. With Li Xiuyuan as the center, the vegetation within a radius of 100 feet withered and died.
Boom!
The Vajra Demon Subduing Array of the four holy monks could no longer suppress Li Xiuyuan. It was instantly broken by the sword, and their bodies fell almost at the same time.
At the same time, Monk Liaokong held the huge bronze bell in his hand and struck out with his palm. It seemed to have locked all the space in all directions, making Li Xiuyuan only able to withstand his unparalleled Buddhist power. His martial arts were stronger than the four holy monks.
The 15th variation was the last move that Li Xiuyuan had comprehended from the Life-Seizing Sword Technique.
The sword finally struck.
The void was vast, dead silent, and chaotic. The five people present were all enveloped by the sword intent. Just by looking at the changes in the sword technique, they immediately felt unable to move, as if their lives had been frozen.
I have a mouth but I can't speak.
I can't hear.
I can't see.
He couldn't think, think, or think. All his thoughts stopped, and only an indescribable fear appeared.
The only thing left between heaven and earth was the ethereal sword light. It slashed at Zen Master Kong in a way that mortals could not think or understand.
The moment it touched, it disappeared and the sword light disappeared.
Weng!
Liaokong only felt threads of all-pervasive, soft sword qi from the golden bell in his hand. It was like a lingering thread of love as it passed through the bronze bell. Immediately, a violent gust of wind crashed into the bronze bell, and the huge bronze bell caved in in a strange arc.
These two completely different kinds of true qi mixed together and exploded with a bang, causing the Buddhist True Qi that he had cultivated for decades to collapse.
Boom!
The huge bronze bell immediately shattered into pieces. The four holy monks on the scene were not spared. There was no trace of flesh on their bodies, only a layer of dried skin covering the dried bones.
Whoosh!
It was not an exaggeration to call the 15 Life-Seizing Swords Demonic Swords. No wonder Yan Shisan could not control the sword and committed suicide. If it was not for Li Xiuyuan, the other Grandmaster-level masters would not have been able to use this sword.
Li Xiuyuan's expression turned serious. The crowd on the scene naturally had no time to care about him. At this moment, they did not even know that five people had died.
Li Xiuyuan came over with his sword. His figure was like a phantom as he teleported over. Ning Daoqi, who was fighting fiercely with Shi Zhixuan, suddenly felt a murderous aura enveloping him. He was shocked.
(PS: Second update, ah! And some flowers!)
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