A dazzling red flame suddenly flashed through the air, lighting up half of the sky, forming a majestic and domineering terrifying sword energy that was twenty feet long, showing its madness and slashing down in anger!

In the blink of an eye, the ferocious sword energy was forced into the range of three feet, and the strong murderous aura surged in. The King of Purple Clothes Sutra was not afraid, he let out a long roar, and his inner energy was shaken. Two sutras suddenly floated out from the grass basket, and his blood-red palms

, and slapped the two scrolls of scriptures floating down respectively!

With a sound of "wave", all the black characters in the two volumes of scriptures were seen, swarming out like angry waves, erupting like a river bursting its embankment, blasting towards the twenty-foot sword energy.

A volume of Prajna Demonic Sutra is 266 words long, which forced Guan Yutian, Ice Emperor and others to go all out and still resulted in heavy casualties.

These two volumes of the Prajna Demonic Sutra are 532 words in total. They are already the twelfth level of terrifying power of the Sutra and No Way technique. They have the power of gods and ghosts to ward off changes!

The Ice King, Goddess Mother and others who were nearest all anticipated something bad and immediately retreated.

"Long!!"

The two peerless powers collided head-on for the first time under the shocked eyes. The loud noise that erupted was like a sky thunder exploding, as if the sky was shattering and the earth was cracking, shaking the soil on the ground.

Corpses suddenly broke off the ground, flew into the sky and exploded.

Various trees made a crunching sound as if they were overwhelmed, and twisted like crazy. A strong wind passed through the branches and leaves, making a roaring roar.

Amid the shocked and expectant gazes, five hundred and thirty-two black characters were blown away by the sword energy as thick as a bridge in the chaotic battlefield.

However, the sword energy was on the verge of dissipation, and was defeated by the Zen King Ziyi Jingwang's Zen staff.

The hands of the Purple Sutra King holding the Zen staff trembled violently, and he staggered and retreated repeatedly. He felt that the shaking Zen staff in his hands was like a ferocious rolling python about to fly out, and the tiger's mouth was about to burst.

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At this moment, he truly understood how powerful the main force of Black Wind Village was rumored to be.

Even he couldn't bear this brutal and terrifying power.

He yelled angrily and kicked his foot into the ground to stand firm. The soil exploded. He didn't dare to neglect. He put his palms together and was about to activate his unique invisible air wall to protect his body. However...

"boom!"

A golden figure as tall as a mountain fell down as fast as a meteorite.

Just after landing, the ground sank with a bang.

A vague phantom rushed towards him quickly and brutally against the shock wave. In the muscular arms, the red sword wrapped in the heat wave like a flame and slashed violently.

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Chapter completed!