Yun Zhongtian quickly retreated and a clear light lit up in his palm. He avoided the sword and pestle. His palm that hit the young monk was also lost.

The strange formation of the sing of the Buddhist scriptures stopped for less than a moment. Yun Zhongtian retreated and then stepped forward and soared into the air. His palms transformed into pieces and spread out a series of energy in front of him.

"Amitabha!" The treasure monk also raised his toes and pointed them on the shoulders of another monk next to him, and hit Yun Zhongtian. The layers of energy dissipated in his fingers.

The flower-winding finger seemed to have a layer of flower-winding finger after fighting Shu Chu. The baby's flower-winding fingers were further improved. The fingers like white jade onion did not have any energy to expose, but Yun Zhongtian was sure that as long as he got one finger, he would definitely have another hole on his body.

The name "光花" actually destroys the flower that you want to pick up. What does Buddhism compassion mean? What does it mean to save all sentient beings? It is not the same killing and destroying?

Yun Zhongtian smiled bitterly and grabbed the flower-piercing fingers that were facing the baby monk. However, he quickly turned his wrist and turned towards the baby monk's wrist when his claws were about to touch the fingertips.

The baby monk responded to Qi Kuai's finger suddenly turned to Yun Zhongtian's tiger's mouth.

Yun Zhongtian's fingers were calm and his fingers were closed together, but he kicked his feet towards the baby monk's chest and abdomen.

The baby monk was shocked and shocked. This foot was fierce. If he didn't avoid it, he would probably be defeated by this foot. However, if he avoided it, Yun Zhongtian would definitely take this opportunity to escape from the surrounding four people.

As the thoughts turned, my fingers were slid towards Yun Zhongtian's fingers and the other hand stretched out to hit Yun Zhongtian's soles.

"Hey!" He shouted and pointed his fingers on the baby monk's wrist. Before he could retract back into the sky, a kite turned over and the man floated away.

The baby monk's body shook violently and fell from the monk under his feet.

The other three monks looked at the four monks with concern. The baby monk was a key figure, if he didn't have his formation, he could not form.

As soon as his body fell to the ground, Yun Zhongtian staggered and suddenly spitted blood. His face turned pale. The interference of the Buddhist singing was too great. If it weren't for this treasure monk, he wouldn't be his opponent at all.

In a flash, the four men in black in the sky flashed from the four men in black in the clouds, and the others felt that the wind was scattered behind them and the treasure bottle was scared. They flew out a hand to slap the palm behind them. The wind was actually brought up snowflakes in the sky.

Mian held the true energy Yun Zhongtian's palms and slapped the treasure bottle out of the treasure bottle instantly collapsed. Bao Ping shouted in shock: "Get back!" Although he knew that as long as he supported for a while, Bao Ping would come to support him, but Bao Ping did not dare to take risks with his and his junior brothers' lives. After all, Yun Zhongtian and the entire Nan Chu could win him.

The four Baoping retreated quietly. Yun Zhongtian breathed a sigh of relief and leaped out of the space left by the four people. The four masters immediately responded to Yun Zhongtian.

The monk Baoshu on the eaves was finally tired of snatching the eaves like this endlessly but always working in vain. In a flash, the man had already floated away and waved his sleeves and waved the snowflakes and flew straight to chase the monk Baoshu. The monk Baoshu had no way to dodge in the air. Although he stretched out his hand to cover it, he was still hit by the snowflakes wrapped in the strong wind. Although he was hit by the snowflakes wrapped in the wind, he was very hurt, but there were traces of blue bruises on his face, which looked a little embarrassed.

The monk Baotou Tree fell heavily on the ground and cultivated his heart was very good. He didn't get angry. He just looked at Heng Qixin and said, "Heng Sect Master is good at abilities. I hope everyone in the Demon Sect has such martial arts as Heng Sect Master!"

Heng Qixin sneered: "Of course the disciples of my Demon Sect don't have the ability to do this, but they all know the little Master Treasure Tree that was beaten up like you, don't have to worry about Heng!"

"Amitabha!" Four figures rose up and rushed towards Yun Zhongtian and others. It was obvious that the baby monk did not have the same good heart as Baoshu. He felt a sense of humiliation as Yun Zhongtian for escaping the four-man siege. In particular, the baby monk first said that Shu Chu was defeated by Yun Zhongtian again. When he was about Shu Chu, he felt better about Shu Chu. After all, he had already used all the means, but this time he had not tried his best and was just a small frustration. He hoped to catch up with Yun Zhongtian and defeat him, but he didn't think that he still escaped with four-on-one. In fact, it was no different from defeat.

Baoping and others also reacted very quickly. After all, they were all fellow disciples who practiced formations and secret techniques. The yellow shirts were shaking. While the four of them had already rushed towards Yun Zhongtian, who showed signs of retreating, and the four of them scattered. However, they chased them from both sides to encircle Yun Zhongtian and others.

The figure was a little dazzled when it swayed. Four men in black were shooting swords at the same time to stop Baoping and others from passing by and surrounding Yun Zhongtian. The man in black, who looked like a collar, said to Yun Zhongtian: "Master, please go back to the mansion and be blocked by our fourth class!"

Yun Zhongtian was not polite, and his figure flew out and had already floated out of the air, but he shouted, "Tell me your name!"

"Master, we are the third group of Eagle Claws!" The man in black took a long sword and flew straight to the monk Baoping. The man who had no choice but to stab the monk Baoping with one sword and stabbed the monk Baoping with two swords and intersected the monk Baoping stopped.

But in this moment, the baby monk and others had already arrived. The baby monk took the lead and suddenly took off his robe like a yellow cloud and slapped his hands at the sword that covered the four people, which could not be taken off.

The palm wind hit the robe, but it was as light as a willow catkin, and the yellow cloud still fell down. The four of them retreated and leaned back together and the four swords came out together.

"Baofeng takes action!" the baby monk shouted.

The sharp wind cut through the five Faluns on the snowy night and rotated towards the four people under the cassock.

While the four swords pierced the cassock, the Falun was already in her black collar and was about to remind her companions to be careful, but she saw the treasure monk passing by the four people's heads and shouting loudly, regardless of the endless rotating Falun, and stabbing the treasure monk above her head, was actually sacrificing his life to fight.

The baby monk cursed angrily and had no choice but to slap the black collar at the point of the sword with one palm, spewing a mouthful of blood, while the golden Falun cuts away from his waist and his whole body has been divided into two.

There was no screaming, and the other three men in black did not stop the treasure monk from attacking the Falun of his body.

The baby monk had nowhere to leverage his power in the air and the man fell down. He could only watch Yun Zhongtian's figure disappear into the snow. He was extremely angry and slapped three palms in a row to hit the other three men in black. At the same time, he faced the siege of eight monks and died one after another!

Heng threw the empty wine pot on the eaves and clapped his hands and said, "It's really wonderful, all the masters have let Heng see what shamelessness means, killing everything, and being cruel and ruthless. He is worthy of being a Buddhist master! Haha!"

After a pause, Heng Qixin said, "Killing people can become a Buddha, shamelessly, and attain enlightenment, and killing people can save all sentient beings. Isn't this world already crazy? Hahaha! My magic sect's methods are simply a trick of children compared to everyone, and my face is red!" Heng Qixin's face is indeed a little red. I don't know if it is because the snow night is too cold, the wine is too mellow, or if it is really blushing for the magic sect?

Amid the crazy laughter, Hengqiyixin, Youruo, a crazy voice burst out in his eyes and said, "Okay, I'll let you masters pass me to the Pure Land now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the person was already rushing out his hands like an eagle and falcon, and the green air flowed endlessly.

"Be careful!" Baoshu shouted and punched Da Zhusheng's fist and released the energy released by Da Zhusheng's fist, causing the flying snowflakes to drift away in the wind, but there was no more snowflakes in front of him.

Heng Qixin's fingers relaxed Qingqi and instantly shot down the fist in Baoshu, Baoshu staggered and had to retreat. Qingqi started to attack the other three monks, but they knew that they were retreating one after another and did not face Heng Qixin head-on.

The five Faluns were rotating towards Hengtong, which had not yet landed, and the sharpness of the rotating force actually brought the silver color of the golden silver wheels of various colors... The five wheels snorted coldly and caged out like clouds. In an instant, it seemed that everything was evacuated by the five Faluns suffocated in the air at the same time.

The hands of monk Baoshu began to change and various handprints were layered and complicated without repeating them.

At the same time, the Buddhist singing sounded again, "The Buddhas and Buddhas of the Three Ages..." Not only the treasure monk, all the monks, started to recite it.

"Is it too late to start chanting scriptures now?" Heng Qixin said coldly, and a burst of blue smoke broke out in his hand. Five Dharma wheels broke and fell to the ground at the same time.

Monk Baofeng only felt that the dark face in front of him fell to the ground with a pale face. The poor child Falun was just made into powder by Shu Chu. Now he was destroyed again. The injury last time has not healed!

The figure turned around and saw a monk Heng Qixin rushed out again. Suddenly, there was an extra person in front of the monk, who was the golden armored bronze man Shu Chu met during the competition.

It seems that these monks were angry. All kinds of magic were used. Heng Qixinyi was not afraid and slapped the bronze man's forehead in front of him. The bronze man's forehead immediately collapsed, but he could still move and grabbed it with one hand.

He grabbed Heng Qixin's body and jumped up suddenly. Then he stepped on the bronze man's forehead. The bronze man could no longer withstand such a huge blow. He fell down immediately.

Just as I was about to chase and kill a monk, I suddenly felt that my whole body condensed and seemed to be invisible barriers, and could no longer move forward.

I was shocked and saw that the monk Baoshu's handprint had been completed and he punched the invisible barrier in the middle.

Heng Qixin, who felt inappropriate, suddenly turned around and saw five or six golden armored bronze men surrounding him with stiff steps. At the same time, various weapons also flew towards him.

The invisible barrier of the Iron Lotus Seed Sword and the sword and the various rosary beads seemed to be only effective on oneself. The heart was slightly terrifying. The true energy was extremely ruthless. The hands were blown out with vigorous true energy and knocked down everything one by one. The body suddenly rose and hit the void. Five or six consecutive punches.

The white Hengqixin body suddenly flew out of the face of the monk Baoshu. The invisible barrier suddenly disappeared. He kicked the bronze man's head again. Hengqixin flew up with force and escaped from the bronze man's encirclement.

My face was a little pale and I felt a little breathless. I felt a little overwhelmed with all my true energy.

"How about the Master Heng Sect stop here today?" Monk Baoshu held back his tumbling blood and said loudly to Heng Qixin.

He thought that he could not kill these monks, and only then did he know if these monks had a formation that took action together, he nodded and said calmly: "Anyway, we don't have deep hatred and hate. I'll forget it now. But next time I meet you, I will transfer all the disciples of the Demon Sect to besiege you!"

"Master Heng Sect is really honest!" Baoshu said with a smile.

No more nonsense, I slid up from the rooftops next to the street and floated into the night.

Baoshu sat down with a breath of relief and ignored the snow under him as thick as a ruler!
Chapter completed!