Chapter 239: 4 swords in one! (One)

   On the peak of the mountain, Li Xiandao stood proudly, his body full of sword like a rainbow, pointing to the big cave in the sky.
  Nine Heavens are not allowed to come down!
   This scene shocked everyone at Dalin Temple!
   The magic frog looked blankly, just worried about it, and felt undoubtedly losing, but now, it just feels confused, is it too powerful?
   "Since the master said that people in the sky will not come, it will not come." The monk Tianxin smiled, he believed in Li Xiandao's words.
   "Yes, the master's words are the most reasonable sayings." Tian Guangming also nodded, agreeing with Tian Guangming's words.
   "The host is too powerful." Li Wuya said with emotion.
   The magic frog nodded and realized the horror of Li Xiandao for the first time.
  One person blocks one day!
   Li Xiandao stood hand in hand, looking at the huge hole, his eyes indifferent.
   "Bold monk in the lower realm, dare to kill me at Dalin Temple!" In the cave, rumblings came and anger was unstoppable, accusing Li Xiandao.
  Li Xiandao was on a solitary peak, surrounded by the sea of ​​clouds, and said indifferently: "I said, you are not allowed to go down!"
   "You, a nether monk, dare to say such big words, it makes people laugh out of their teeth, naively ridiculous!" came a sneer, very disdainful.
  The people in the Dalin Temple in Jiutian didn't take Li Xiandao's eyes at all.
   Li Xiandao was not angry, calmly said: "As many people as you come down today, how many people will die!"
   "Crazy!"
   "Buddha is now in the lower realm to overdo you!" A furious voice sounded, and a monk flew down in the huge cave.
   A huge monk, holding a long stick, waving between them, and killed him towards Li Xiandao.
   "I said, don't allow it to come down!" Li Xiandao's eyes flashed sharply, his body condensed and turned into a sword!
   This sword came out, and suddenly there was a kind of illusion of collapse.
  Boom!
   The monk who washed down from Jiutian Mountain only felt that his eyes were white, and then the endless sky and earth shattered, and the sun, moon and stars were all smashed down, which is unbelievable.
   This shock is terrifying and trembling!
   "No... so the monks in the lower realm can have such a terrible Tao Yun comprehension?" The huge monk Jian roared in horror, unbelievable, and even tried to avoid it.
   But to no avail!
  Li Xiandao cuts his head directly with a sword, which is the same as the death method of the nether monk before.
   Between heaven and earth, there is silence!
   At this moment, even the top of Dalin Temple in Jiutian was shocked.
  This sword of Li Xiandao has surpassed the 33-step comprehension of the legend.
   reached an unfathomable level.
  In Dalin Temple, several generations of abbots turned pale, as if they had seen a ghost. Successive seniors were killed by Li Xiandao one after another. Their hope had just ignited, and then they were extinguished by Li Xiandao.
  On the solitary peak, Li Xiandao stood tall, and the sun and the moon surrendered to him at this moment.
   "I said, not allowed to come down, why don't you just listen?" Li Xiandao shook his head, regretfully.
   "The sword you just made is not a move in ten places!" the top of Dalin Temple in Jiutian asked angrily.
  Li Xiandao raised his head, the dark golden mask was a bit noble and evil in the sun, he said: "I understand countless Daoyun, and through the countless Daoyun, I have innovated four swords!"
   "Covering the sea, Lihuo, Yunshan, Bengtian!"
   "Is that the sword just collapsed, killing you people in the lower realm, is it easy?" Li Xiandao asked softly.
   "How can Dao Yun in the lower realm be so thick?" The monks of Dalin Temple in Jiutian didn't believe it at all.
   "Don't believe it?" Li Xiandao chuckled and said, "Since this is the case, then try my remaining three swords!"
  Boom!
   A sword gas beside Li Xiandao suddenly burst out, like a drop of water, hiding a sea, and in an instant, he shocked into the cave of Tianshan!
   Rumble!
   The sword gas exploded, and a sea hit the channel.
   Click Click!
   The channel was vaguely unstable, and it seemed that those who were hit by Li Xiandao would collapse.
"How dare you dare to ruin my Dalin Temple's lower boundary passage?" Gao Tiantian, an angry voice erupted, and then a projection fell, with infinite momentum, turned into a golden Buddha, and punched hard. Down.
   This monk is going to kill Li Xiandao.
  The lower bound channel of Dalin Temple can't be destroyed. Once destroyed, the lower bound Dalin Temple and the upper bound lost contact, then their plan to lay out 10,000 years will be completely destroyed.
  Li Xiandao's face became serious. This is a master. He is the real high-level of Dalin Temple. His strength is too large to come down.
   "If you don't come, I can still cut you." Li Xiandao coldly said that the high-level of Dalin Temple was so angry that the projection would kill him and protect Dalin Temple. Then Li Xiandao would not let him do what he wanted.
  Dalin Temple, I'm destroyed!
kill!
  Li Xian Dao is like a sword. His true energy and Dao Yun are all turned into a blow. He and man are united in nature, and a sword is pointed out.
  Boom!
  Boom!
  Boom!
  Boom!
   Four long swords flew out.
   Cover the sea! Leave the fire! Yunshan! Bengtian!
  The four swords are the comprehension of Li Xiandao himself, and he is the Taoist rhythm of Taoism, Zhao Wuji, Jianshen and Zhong Baisheng, which is a mixture of them.
  The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, the four swords go hand in hand, each has its own powerful ability.
   "Your four swords are still tender in my eyes!" The Buddha's golden body said coldly, like a person who doesn't show mercy, the instant is the "Golden Handprint".
   This slap was shot, shaking the world, buzzing, echoing around, producing ripples, and it was very scary.
   Under this slap, the speed of the four swords was blocked, and they held up against this slap.
   Rumble!
   The horrible sword spirit carried by the four swords is like a giant axe.
   And the momentum of this slap is like a high mountain.
   The axe splits the mountain, and the momentum agitates each other.
  Heaven~EbookFREE.me~ Clouds and mist collapsed, wind and thunder swayed, and countless visions were born.
   Behind the four swords, there is the sea raging, the fire is burning, the Yunshan suppression, and the sky is falling apart...
  After the golden slap, there was only one Buddha, who sat down with his eyes closed, unhappy or sad.
   "You can't stop me, Nether Monk."
"Although this passage has limited repairs, you can prevail, but remember, I am not at Dalin Temple you can provoke!" The cold road on the upper level of Dalin Temple in the upper boundary, now tied with Li Xiandao, is enough. He involved Li Xiandao, and the other Dalin Temple people came down.
   Next time, thirty-three people at once!
   When Li Xiandao saw this scene, he saw intent in his eyes, and said, "I said no lower bounds. If you don't listen, don't blame me."
   Four swords in one!
   Cover the sea, Lihuo, Yunshan, Bengtian!
   These are the four swords comprehended by Li Xiandao. They are played separately and they are all peerless sword moves.
  Once put together, it is invincible!
  Boom!
  The moment the four swords were united, a sword of hundreds of feet swept across the sky.
  In an instant, 33 light heads were cut off by Li Xiandao.