Chapter 854: The sword is raging, the saint saves

When the sound came, a golden light flashed, and a hand was instantly held on the sword light.
In just a moment of effort, the sword intent above the golden light swept away, the already powerful power instantly increased several times, and a sword hilt was condensed.
"Huanglong!?"
With an exclamation, I remembered that Antarctic Immortal's face suddenly changed, and then pinched his hands, the white light on his body was instantly released, and a huge Dharma body suddenly appeared behind Antarctic Immortal.
The huge palm tried to reach out the barrier and swept towards the Huanglong who was holding the sword light.
A sword intent swept over, driving away the huge palm in an instant, and a smile appeared at the corner of Huang Long's mouth.
"Interesting, Antarctic Xianweng, your technique is a bit unexpected, but it is full after all."
As soon as the voice fell, I saw that Huanglong who was holding the sword light took a step forward, and in the eyes of everyone's horror, instantly pierced the golden light pouring down from the twelfth-rank golden lotus.
Jian Mang suddenly dispersed among the four leading Taoists, while Antarctic Xianweng's expression was ugly driving the Law Body, protecting the four of them.
It's just that everything is exactly the same as Huang Long said just now, he is a step slower after all.
A ray of sword light instantly passed through the protection of the law body and fell on the arm of the Taoist priest.
A burst of blood burst out in an instant, and the world fell into silence, and the face of the Taoist priest was full of amazement, staring at Huang Long dumbfounded.
A little golden light in the blood fell on the ground without any barriers, and half of his arm was left behind.
For the first time, the land under his feet was stained with the blood of the quasi-sage.
The Taoist was led to come back to his senses, and a golden light instantly protected the broken arm of the Taoist Burning Lamp, and Taoist Burning Lamp was already extremely pale at this time.
The Taoist Zhunti immediately took a palm shot, Huang Long's eyes flashed, and he stepped back and escaped the palm. As for the sword light in his hand, all of it had disappeared.
With a faint smile on his face, Huang Long looked at the four of them and said, "It's still a pity."
This word fell in the ears of the Antarctic Xian Weng, and his body trembled suddenly. He naturally knew what Huang Long was doing, that is, he didn't kill the four of them with one sword.
The Zhuxian Array in the sky has been loosened due to the four immortal swords being worn out. After a while, it was completely broken.
And that Huanglong waved a single hand, and the dove occupied the magpie's nest, and instantly called the four swords of Zhuxian to his own front.
Daobao Taoist didn't say much when he saw it, and allowed Huanglong to see Zhuxian's four swords to summon away. After all, he was the strongest swordsman in the world, so naturally he would not insult these four swords. Maybe it's more powerful than him.
The four immortal swords trembled slightly, as if they were suppressing the killing intent on their own swords, and they faced the four people who had led the Taoist, and the eyes flickered with coldness.
Huang Long stretched out his hand and tapped on the sword lightly, looked at the four Taoists and said with a smile: "Do you think this messenger can kill you with these four long swords?"
The leading Taoist's face was slightly cold, and he said coldly, "Pan Tao doesn't think it is necessary."
As soon as the voice fell, the twelfth-rank golden lotus began to spin rapidly, and countless golden lights rolled towards the yellow dragon, and then saw that Huanglong had already raised four swords, and fell towards the golden light.
The formidable sword intent and the golden light were entangled for a while, and the two were inseparable, and they could not tell the outcome.
On the other hand, Huang Long didn't care at all on his face at this time, just looking at the leading Taoist.
As if he was aware of it, Huang Long suddenly shot his hand, brushing the Zhuxian Sword with his palm, and saw that the Zhuxian Sword didn't stab at the leading Taoist, but instead stabbed toward the sky.
Looking at Huang Long's movements, Fu Hai was taken aback for a moment, and looked up into the sky, feeling a little curious in his heart.
A large amount of sunlight appeared in the sky out of thin air, and even the Shengwei spread out and pressed down towards the Zhuxian Sword, and in an instant it made the Zhuxian Sword steadily stop in midair.
Xiaguang slowly gathered together, and a figure gradually appeared, followed by a voice.
"Huanglong, stop."
"Master!?" Antarctica Immortal Weng's face brightened, and the disciples of the interpretation and teaching in the Xiqi camp were also slightly taken aback at this time, and then their faces were overjoyed.
Master shot!
Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar figure in the sky, Huang Long's eyes flashed, and then he said, "What if it's the messenger?"
As soon as the voice fell, a golden light smashed down towards that Zhu Xianjian. It is a big seal.
"Fan Tianyin?"
With a flash of light in his eyes, Huang Long knew that Guang Chengzi had taken the shot, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the sword of Zhu Xian was pierced towards Fan Tianyin from the air.
"Guang Chengzi! Don't ring your bell at the mountain gate, what are you doing here?"
When the sound fell, I saw that Zhu Xianjian and Fan Tianyin slammed together, and then a circle of light spread out and swept around.
One sword and one seal stalemate in mid-air, Huang Long smiled slightly and waved his arm, the sword of slaughter shot sharply towards the sky, taking the colorful rays of the sky.
And there was a roar of beasts in the sky that day, and it was Yifang Dayin pressing down towards the Slaughter Immortal Sword.
"It's the dragon and tiger seal of the Great Master Lingbao!"
Daobao Taoist watched the two immortal swords blocked by the two big seals, and he couldn't help feeling a movement in his heart, and a flash of amazement flashed in his eyes.
At the moment, two of the twelve golden immortals have shot, plus Yuanshi Tianzun in the sky, I am afraid that all the masters of interpretation and education have come over.
Sure enough, seeing that the two fairy swords were blocked, Huang Long stopped making any moves. Instead, he swept across the sky coldly, and said coldly, "Don't hide yourself, come out."
As soon as the voice fell, I saw that the sky began to diffuse slowly, Yuanshi Tianzun lived in it, and there were several figures lined up beside him. Looking around, the disciples of explaining and teaching are not too few, and most of them can be recognized by Huanglong. .
Counting the few from the Xiqi camp, the eleven golden immortals have all been present. Except for Yun Zhongzi, who died early, all the elites of interpretation and education are already present.
Watching this scene, Huang Long's mouth raised slightly, and a strange feeling flashed in his heart.
"I have come here. How long have I not seen this battle?" Huang Long said with a smile. However, although the people in the sky were angry, the master around them did not speak. They naturally did not. Dare to speak more.
I saw that Yuanshi Tianzun glanced at Huanglong. After hesitating for a while, with a wave of one hand, the raging sword intent disappeared in an instant, and the four Taoists who met him hurriedly evacuated.
Looking at the Western Second Sage who came to him, Yuan Shi Tianzun unexpectedly carried a little apologize on his face, and said, "You two."
The two sages of the West put their hands together, bowed slightly and did not say much, and did not protect the Taoist priest. At this time, the two of them were already a little bit angry.
This Huanglong shot is really out of order.
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