As soon as the words were spoken, at once Han Qianqian's body turned into a ray of light, tightly and instantly heading straight towards the Buddha Mighty Heavenly Dragon.
Fifty-three stances!
Fifty-four stances!
The two-styled sword technique was invincible.
"Roar!"
Buddha Wei Tian Long shouted angrily, provoked by the provocation, his dragon body shook and pounced straight at Han Qian Qian!
"Fool, do you think I will still fight you hard?" A disdainful laugh.
In the next second, Han Qianqian's body fiercely shrank, his body like a blind spot, completely battling with the Buddha Mighty Golden Dragon.
Only, as Han Qianqian had said, Han Qianqian simply did not give Tianlong any chance to fight head-on, as the 72 divine swords came and went, weaving in and out.
Poof!
Pfft!
The sound of flesh tearing in mid-air was heard over and over again!
The high-cultivation disciples around the valley who hadn't fled were all sitting down to resist the burning fires of earth karma, but at this moment they could only feel the mottled golden-red blood falling from the sky like rain.
"The Buddha Mighty Heavenly Dragon can't hold on!"
Almost everyone's heart was so shocked to know this situation, some couldn't hold on and subconsciously wanted to flee, but the nine heavenly thunder dragons in the sky had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, and when they came down, it was the same as those low-cultivation disciples who fled in all directions earlier.
With the wind blowing lightly, their bodies turned into black residue and instantly went up in smoke.
Many people saw this and were in a cold sweat.
If they didn't leave, the Buddha's Mighty Heavenly Dragon would not be able to withstand it, meaning that once Han Qianqian pulled out, they would all die without a burial place, and Han Qianqian would never let them go.
If they didn't leave, they would be targeted by the Nine Heavenly Thunder Dragons in the sky, and would be struck down to dust and smoke.
For a while, the group of monks were so anxious that they were about to explode in place.
Only the old monk, at this point, was calm and collected, a faint circle of light on his body protecting him from being burned by the Earth Karma Fire, but the excessive temperature and the absorption of spiritual energy by the Earth Karma Fire also made him sweat all over.
But he was not worried, and even a cold smile twitched up at the corners of his mouth.
"The last move of the fifty-fourth stance!"
In mid-air, as Han Qianqian shouted angrily, Han Qianqian, who had transformed into countless sword shadows, suddenly appeared above Buddha Wei Tianlong's head, raising his sword with both hands and slashing at Mount Hua!
The momentum was like a rainbow, drawing sword energy ten thousand metres!
It came down in the air!
"Roar!"
Seemingly sensing the power of Han Qianqian's sword, Buddha Wei Tianlong roared in anger and gathered all his strength in front of his body, and with the head of his head, he directly took Han Qianqian's attack!
Bang!
Sword body against dragon head!
Chaos versus Buddha's might!
The air was torn apart, trees were destroyed, and even the top of the mountain was shaken by the wave of Qi!
Many seated monks were shaken to the ground, and debris fell from the top, causing the monks to scream in agony.
However, in the air at this moment, the two forces were still fighting stubbornly against each other.
Han Qianqian was hardly careless, his chaotic aura was wide open and he attacked with all his might!
And the same was true for the Buddha's Dragon, his whole body's breath going to his head in anger.
The two were at a standstill, and it was hard to tell the difference between the two.
"You've lost." Right at that moment, Han Qianqian's mouth suddenly twitched slightly, and his entire body smiled hideously.
"Roar!" The Buddha Mighty Heavenly Dragon whispered reluctantly, as if it was retorting.
But there were some things that retorting was useless!
"Heavenly Fire, Moon Wheel!"
As Han Qianqian coldly shouted, two rays of light, one red and one blue, immediately drew themselves out of the crowd and flew straight behind Buddha Wei Tianlong.
"Goodbye!"
The words fell!
Brush, brush!
The Heavenly Fire Moon Wheel, one left and one right, transformed into two golden swords and violently crossed through the seven inches of his body!
"Ow!"
When its seven inches were attacked, the Buddha Mighty Heavenly Dragon let out its Buddha power and roared in pain.
But as soon as its Qi was released, its defeat was sealed.
The sword above Han Qianqian, without the full strength of the Buddha Mighty Heavenly Dragon to resist it, instantly turned from a disadvantage into an advantage and pressed straight down.
Boom!
The Buddha's Dragon, flying in mid-air, fell as if it were a huge but flightless object.
In the process, the Heavenly Flame Moon Wheel continued to pierce from side to side!
Bang!
There was a loud bang in the valley, and the Heavenly Dragon of Buddha's Might slammed into the ground, causing the surrounding mountains to shake violently, and the mud to splash across the valley below!
Half a metre from the ground, Han Qianqian stood there slightly, lightly shielding his hand from the countless mud, and when his hand was lowered, an incomparably huge golden-red dragon, turning over its white belly, lay motionless on the ground like a giant snake!
"Buddha Wei Tian Long has been defeated!"
The crowd of monks' flesh trembled and their hearts were shocked, some of them even went soft directly to the ground, their eyes wide open and even the thought of escape had been forgotten.
At this moment, Han Qianqian slightly raised his head to look at the top of the cliff, and many monks instantly shut their eyes in fear, afraid of meeting Han Qianqian's gaze and thus attracting this fellow's attention.
Only the old monk's gaze did not budge a bit, and he looked at Han Qianqian in the air, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Seeking death!" Han Qianqian shouted coldly and his body surged, going straight up to the top of the cliff.
But just as Han Qianqian was about a hundred metres up, he suddenly felt a strange wind behind him.
At that moment, there was suddenly a monster standing in the air in front of him, black as smoke, holding a black lance!
No, I should say ...... is a child!