Chapter 2409: Shura Road

Xiu Wujian's fame swordsmanship was so fragile in front of Zhang Xing, and he had both fear and unwillingness in his heart at this time.
He didn't expect that Zhang Xing was so powerful, he could easily break his kendo without using the Heavenly Halberd.
You know, he used his full strength without reservation, and the power of Xeon Kendo was no worse than that of Yellow Python.
He wanted to come, even if this blow couldn't kill Zhang Xing, it would still hurt him.
But the result made him pale in shock.
But he hasn't lost yet, and he doesn't admit defeat!
Zhang Xing just broke his kendo.
"Zhang Xing, you are truly extraordinary. You have the way of wind and the way of thunder and lightning. Now there is a way of light, but there is not only one way for me to cultivate without sword."
Xiu Wujian's injuries were not serious, it was just that the Dao Fa was broken, affecting the soul, taking advantage of the time to speak, swallowing a few pills, temporarily suppressed.
As Xiu Wujian said, his breath changed again.
Unlike Kendo, the aura at this time is not only evil, but also full of crazy violent aura.
Xiu Wujian looked grim and folded his hands together, and a strange scene appeared.
Two arms grew from his back.
These two arms are shaped like flowers, like the eight dragons enshrined in the temple.
At the same time, the violent aura on his body became more violent with the two extra arms.
There was a faint sound of chanting in the sky.
"Sura Road!"
Tianjiao outside the Shura Sect was all shocked to see this scene.
This is the strongest Taoism of the Shura School.
The way of Asura varies from person to person. People have the form of beings, and the way of Asura has the way of beings.
"Ancestor, what is Shura Dao?"
The child on the bone warship asked innocently.
"It is one of the Six Daoists of the Buddha Kingdom and one of the Eight Gods of Heaven and Dragon.
It is said that it is a god, but there is no good deed of the god, and it is similar to the ghost.
It is said to be a ghost, but it has the mighty power of God.
It is said that it is human, although human has seven emotions and six desires, but also has the power and viciousness of gods and ghosts. "
"Humanity and heaven are good, and Shura is inherently good, and it is also one of the good, but because it often has a heart of hatred and a will to fight, it is ultimately not a true good."
The old man said patiently, looking at the four-armed Xiu Wujian, and shook his head slightly.
"Only cultivated four arms...too much difference!"
The child on the side was scratching his head again in the clouds and mist.
"Zhang Xing, if you can break my Shura Dao, this life will be yours!"
As Xiu Wujian said, the four arms pinched the tactics, and scriptures appeared like Hong Zhong Dalü.
These blood-colored scriptures instantly formed a 120,000-meter-high Tianlong eight tribes.
The eight men are dressed in dark red armor, and they also have four arms, each holding a blood mace.
Boom!
When the eight bodies moved, the whole earth trembled.
Except for a limited number of people at the scene, the rest of the people at the scene were out of breath.
"Such a prestige, I am afraid it has surpassed the initial stage of the fifth stage of the ordinary gods. If there is no Zhang Xing, Xiu Wujian can definitely enter the top three!"
Many older generations of suzerains and elders struggled to resist this suffocating and impulsive desire to worship.
"Xiu Wujian is absolutely qualified to be in charge of the Shura Sect and inherit the title of King Shura!"
Although the other viewers in the distance did not resist like those on the scene, they all felt trembling and horrified.
"Zhang Xing is over! It is impossible for him to defeat such a powerful group of eight!"
Xiu Wujian's real body glared with anger, and pointed Zhang Xing fiercely: "Send you to Shura to confess, you will never live beyond life!"
With a wave of the four arms of the eight-part congregation that pierced the sky, the blood mace suddenly exploded with four more powerful auras, locking onto Zhang Xing's soul, and smashing it down instantly.
When Ge Song and others saw such a horrible scene, they all forgot to breathe in shock, opened their mouths, motionless, and looked up at the sky.
Zhang Xing was like an ant in front of the Babu congregation, but he did not panic at all, just stood calmly.
The four blood maces are like four mountains traversing the sky and the earth, smashing them head on.
No matter which direction you escape from, you cannot escape the attack range of the blood mace.
"Zhang Xing is dead!"
Tianjiao, who was ranked low in the Demon Sect, looked terrifying, clenched his fists, and eagerly hoped that the blood would be faster and faster in his nervous eyes!
On the Mozong seat, the Jindaiyi also looked nervous, and wanted to stand up several times to remind Zhang Xing to be careful.
But Zhang Xing has been listed as the number one strong enemy by the Demon Sect and the Shura Sect, and he cannot speak.
Xiu Wuxue felt the same way. After all, Zhang Xing's men were merciful and let them go once.
This love cannot be ignored.
They are no longer hostile to Zhang Xing, they are all a kind of admiration, or a feeling of sympathy.
The corners of Princess Hua Rong's mouth rose slightly, her face showing a particularly complicated expression.
There seemed to be a kind of hatred released, and there seemed to be a very nervous look.
She hoped that Zhang Xing would be defeated, and wanted to see Zhang Xing's expression after the defeat.
But she knew that under such a fighting environment, Zhang Xing was likely to be crushed and lost.
She couldn't bear it.
After all, Zhang Xing is now the human king, the strongest, and the leader of the human race.
If he died, what a miserable scene the Human Race would be in the days to come.
The remnants of the demon sect will certainly wait for an opportunity to make a shameful revenge.
The Demon Sect and Shura Sect will intensify the suppression of the northern ethnic groups.
At that time, if the ancestor is not there, who else can turn the tide and save the human race?
Therefore, Princess Huarong's heart is contradictory.
She hates and fears Zhang Xing, and has a strong curiosity.
She wants to attract Zhang Xing's attention and get Zhang Xing's attention and affirmation!
Even if only once, even if only one sentence, your princess Huarong has contributed to the human race!
However, Zhang Xing didn't even want to look at her. He had already regarded her as air. How could this embarrass her!
Now it is not only Zhang Xing who is indifferent and ruthless to her, but also the other young masters who stand against her.
Princess Huarong is not a fool, she knows she has committed public anger.
But how proud she is willing to bow her head to admit her mistake.
At this moment, the four blood lights were less than a hundred feet away from Zhang Xing.
But Zhang Xing's expression was indifferent, and his figure moved.
Huh!
A figure rushed out of him!
In an instant, this figure pierced the sky and surpassed the height of the eight tribes.
A exactly the same Zhang Xing, black clothes floating, long hair flying.
Roar!
A roar of the dragon came from his mouth, and the eighteen forms of the dragon fist were instantly unified.
I saw eighteen dragons over 120,000 feet long, spinning around Zhang Xing's fist to form a super dragon that stunned everyone else!
"God! What kind of Taoism is this?"
"How come there are two stars?"
"His spirit is stronger than Xiu Wujian's!"
"..."
The audience who could not understand expressed shock and confusion, and Tianjiao who could understand was extremely shocked.
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