The First Sword of the Universe

Chapter 230 The overall situation is settled, and victory is mine

The Black Tortoise God, formed by the six Wudang heroes, rampaged across the battlefield and was invincible.

The sword formation formed by the two elders of Huashan and He Taichong and his wife was also difficult for the red-robed foreign monks to resist. If it weren't for the frequent internal conflicts among the four, the results of the battle would have been even more brilliant.

Even so, when the four men worked together and used the form of the nameless ferocious beast, one of the red-robed foreign monks would inevitably be immobilized and then chopped to pieces by swords and sabers.

This state is very unstable. It has been used seven times since the beginning of the battle, but only twice was successful in killing the enemy.

You can imagine how unreliable these four guys are!

The battle between the Five Elders of Kongtong and the red-robed foreign monk was in full swing and extremely fierce.

This level of fierce fighting is the normal development mode.

The combat effectiveness of the two sides should have been almost the same, and the Yuan army might even be slightly better.

However, Xu Xingchen has been giving special training to the members of the Ming Cult, the six major sects, and the eighteen gangs for some time. In a short period of time, many people have made great progress.

This can be said to be a huge explosion of the accumulation of decades of martial arts practice by everyone. It will be impossible to have such a huge improvement in a short period of time in the future.

Even so, the situation on the battlefield changed, the offense and defense changed, and all the arrangements of the Yuan army were disrupted.

The female disciples of the Emei Sect are relatively weak, but they can't stand up to the fact that they have a leader with superb martial arts skills by their side.

With her white hair flying and one sleeve fluttering, Nun Miejue's figure sometimes split into nine and sometimes merged into one, moving back and forth quickly. Not only was her speed incredibly fast, but the power of the Nine Yin White Bone Claw was also incredibly terrifying.

The bodies of dozens of red-robed foreign monks lying around were all her work.

At this moment, several red-robed foreign monks who were fighting with her were shouting and yelling, with expressions of shock and anger on their faces.

Large blood-filled handprints exploded in the air with bangs, and the energy surged wildly, radiating to an area of several feet around.

The white-haired, one-armed Nun Miejue transformed into nine shadows and launched a brutal attack on several red-robed foreign monks. With a slight tear of the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, several powerful handprints were dissipated like clouds and ceased to exist.

Several claw marks flashed in the air, and the large handprints that branded the void were all torn into strips of scarlet energy, which then exploded and spread with strong winds.

"Let's fight this female devil!"

Seeing that they were in danger, some of the red-robed monks were terrified, some shouted in grief and anger, some looked as pale as death, and some were unwilling and remorseful.

At this critical moment of life and death, their brains seemed to be turned on by a light bulb, and became clear in an instant.

The tacit understanding between fellow disciples and the common origin of their martial arts and true energy allowed them to unleash the most brilliant and powerful fighting power since the war began.

Boom~~!

The blood-red true energy surged and rolled, and a palm print about ten feet high penetrated out. The entire hand was crystal clear and blood-red, as if it was carved from the finest red diamond in the world, exuding a mighty divine power.

As soon as this huge handprint appeared, the air within a thirty-meter radius instantly solidified into glue, becoming extremely sticky.

The nine Nun Miejue who were spinning like the wind were like insects trapped in a spider web. Their speed dropped drastically and a hint of surprise appeared on their faces.

Subsequently
There were eight consecutive muffled sounds of balloons bursting, and eight figures disappeared into thin air.

The blood-colored true energy rolled, and a large handprint pushed forward, as if the palm of Tathagata Buddha was pressing down on the Monkey King who was making trouble in Heaven, full of irresistible power.

Facing this fierce attack, a fierce look flashed in Nun Miejue's eyes, and her aura suddenly rose. An eerie and terrifying aura instantly penetrated her body and condensed around her into a white bone skull about a meter in size.

On the illusory skull, pale breath flowed, which was hideous and terrifying; the eye sockets and nostrils were dark, and there seemed to be a bottomless abyss inside.

Everyone around shuddered all over, and felt as if five transparent finger holes had appeared on their foreheads for no reason. Endless cold air blew in through them, spreading rapidly all the way down to the soles of their feet.

Then, he was trapped there, unable to move!

Nun Miejue, whose body was covered by a skeleton, broke free from the restraint of the big handprint and suddenly pounced forward.

"Ah~~~~!"

An extremely shrill scream was like a needle piercing everyone's eardrums.

The white bone skull turned into an afterimage of five sharp bone claws, which passed through the middle of the bloody handprint.

Five big holes appeared on the bloody handprint, and the bloody true qi that was highly condensed by the powerful mental power of several red-robed foreign monks began to dissipate in strands.

The residual image of the white bone claw condensed into a white bone skull again behind the big handprint, which made a thrilling scream and flew past several red-robed foreign monks.

puff!

puff!

puff!

Streams of red and white blood spurted out from their foreheads, rising three feet into the air, as if five fountains had sprouted from the foreheads of each red-robed foreign monk.

All their energy and spirit poured out from the five holes on their foreheads along with the blood.

Amid screams and wails, the sturdy bodies of the red-robed foreign monks quickly shrank, leaving only a layer of skin wrapped around their skeletons. The character of Nun Miejue was very consistent with the Nine Yin White Bone Claw in the Nine Yin Manual.

It's not that she didn't know how powerful the Nine Yin Divine Claw was, but she just liked the power of the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, and it was easy for her to cultivate to a high level, and she successfully comprehended the martial arts divine aspect that was unique to the Nine Yin White Bone Claw.
Shaolin Temple Camp.
After Abbot Kongwen and A'er of the Vajra Sect fought for dozens of moves with the powerful Vajra Palm, he gradually realized that he was no match for the other party. Whether he used external or internal strength, he was inferior to the other party, and he felt a little shocked.

He had no choice but to use his martial arts skills to condense a golden palm print with a radius of about ten feet and the sound of Sanskrit, and slammed it towards Ah Er like a tidal wave.

Its shape, efficacy and power are somewhat similar to the blood-red handprint of the red-robed foreign monk.

Ah Er was not willing to be outdone. His muscles and bones exploded like firecrackers, and his true energy immediately burst out of his body, condensing into a ferocious tiger with dazzling golden light.

Fortunately, his martial arts were not as strange as that of Nun Miejue, and he fought fiercely with Kongwen's golden palm print, with overflowing energy.

Monk Kong Xing and Asan of the Vajra Sect, the Dragon Claw Hand against the Powerful Vajra Finger, are truly a match made in heaven, and the fight is fierce.

At the end of the fight, the two couldn't help but use their respective martial arts skills.

A five-clawed golden dragon and a half-virtual golden giant were tumbling and fighting each other, forcing back many people who were fighting around them.

The duel between these four masters quickly became the focus of everyone on the nearby battlefield. Many eyes were cast over from time to time, and even the movements of their hands were slowed down.

This gave some people the opportunity to take ruthless action, beating their distracted opponents until they screamed in pain.

As we all know, using martial arts gods as combat units will not last long. Those are only means for the final decisive battle to decide the outcome.

Therefore, Kongwen, Kongxing, A'er and A'san only fought with the God of Martial Arts for five or six times before they were defeated.

Even so, Ah Er and Ah San also had some advantages. As long as they continued to fight, they would be able to defeat Kong Wen and Kong Xing of Shaolin Temple, or even kill them.

Just at this moment, two golden halos composed of eighteen Sanskrit characters suddenly appeared and wrapped around Er and San. With a drag, they were immediately pulled into the internal team of the Shaolin Temple camp.

"not good!"

"asshole!"

Ah Er and Ah San roared in anger one after another, and wanted to condense the true energy in their bodies into a martial arts god form again to break free from the restraints of the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle, but it was of no use.

While being dragged and flying, the two could only barely hold open the golden halos around them to prevent them from tightening and shrinking. They could not do anything else.

Soon, the two were thrown out and collided fiercely like two dead dogs.

Before they could rejoice in their hearts and breathe heavily, another golden light circle flew out and combined with the other two golden light circles to become a complete Vajra Demon Subduing Circle.

The moment this three-meter-square Vajra Demon Subduing Circle took shape, everything within the circle was frozen in time, including the flying dust, the bouncing gravel, and even Ah Er and Ah San's struggling bodies, their hideous faces, and their terrified eyes.

The next moment, the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle suddenly tightened, and the tendons and bones in Ah Er and Ah San's bodies exploded with crackling sounds.

When the golden halo dispersed and retracted, their bodies slowly fell to the ground like two puddles of mud.

The three old monks Du'e, Dujie and Dunan were shrewd and ruthless. They hid among the crowd without showing any signs of their presence and turned the black ropes into silent poisonous snakes that continuously devoured the lives of the Vajra Sect's disciples and the red-robed foreign monks.

Now, he caught them by surprise and killed the two most outstanding members of the Vajra Sect, Ah Er and Ah San, with one strike.

Since then, the morale of the Vajra Sect disciples plummeted, and they were defeated by the monks of Shaolin Temple, with no possibility of a turnaround.

On the entire battlefield, except for the camp of the Eighteen Gangs which was in a miserable state, the other camps had already laid the foundation for victory.

Next, we just need to accumulate and spread the factors of victory, and when someone makes the final decision, we can end this decisive battle.

The person who made the final decision was none other than the Ming Cult leader Xu Xingchen.

A white cloud floated and spread, then suddenly went away, quickly penetrating the battlefield and arriving at the Gobi Desert outside.

Seeing the misty clouds rushing towards the Yuan army's base camp behind, someone immediately shouted.

"Quick, stop him!"

"Don't let him get close to the general."

"Everyone, the time has come to die."

Accompanied by loud and low shouts, the Yuan army, red-robed foreign monks, and martial arts hawks and dogs who stayed behind around the platform all drew their weapons and pounced fiercely at the rapidly approaching misty cloud.

"Hmph~~!"

A soft snort echoed in the ears of the people who rushed over.

Then, everyone's eyes lit up, and they saw an extremely sharp sword light shooting out from the misty clouds, lightly and purposefully crossing a distance of several feet and rushing into the crowd.

At that moment, a soft sigh seemed to be heard in everyone's ears and hearts!

“Ah~~~~~!”

(End of this chapter)