Done?

Xu Qian felt happy, and while paying attention to the movement above her head, she glanced towards Zai Miao Youfang.

Although he has full confidence in Luo Yuheng, he must consider the unexpected in everything, if the national master loses to the Buddhist Arhat due to his "sorrow" personality.

Or maybe Luohan has another trump card and can defeat the national division with home court advantage. These are all possible.

In this case, Miao Youfang is his focus right now, with Ji Xuan and others taking second place.

Obviously, the guys who were Xu Yinluo's enemies were not stupid. They paid attention to the movement in the air and quickly gathered while Xu Qian was approaching Miao Youfang.

The white tiger transformed into its true form, which was two feet long, and carried Xu Yuanshuang and Xu Yuanhuai on its back. The white tiger had its right forelimb broken off, which made it look particularly miserable.

Liu Hongmian helped Ji Xuan, who was seriously injured, came closer and threw Ji Xuan on the tiger's back.

Although all parties are taking action, some of their energy is always focused on the golden bowl.

Even Ji Xuan, who was seriously injured, didn't care about taking Qi to heal his injuries and stared at the sky.

The rest of the people also regard the Love Arhat as the last straw.

"Kacha!"

Suddenly, a gap appeared in the golden bowl, and spider web-like cracks spread all over the golden bowl.

Then, under the gradually horrified eyes of everyone below, the golden bowl exploded with a "boom".

Three figures fell from it, namely Luo Yuheng who was covered in blood, the trembling Holy Son, and the Lover Arhat.

At this time, the Duqing Arhat had a blood-stained iron sword inserted into the Baihui point on his head, with half of it submerged in his head and half of it exposed.

He looked decadent, with his hands clasped together and his eyes closed, motionless.

The canthus of the pure heart is about to burst.

The monk Jingyuan had two lines of blood on his cheeks and stared blankly at this side.

"Arhat is defeated."

Liu Hongmian screamed.

Qi Huan Dan Xiang, Ji Xuan, Jiao Ye Lao Dao and others all had pale faces.

Without saying a word, the white tiger took advantage of the strong wind and fled, in a panic, like a prodigal dog.

Xu Qian's eyebrows raised: "Want to leave?"

He sprinted two steps and threw out the Taiping Dao with all his strength. This time, he was inspired by Qi Huan Dan Xiang and used mind poison to control the Taiping Dao, just like he controlled sparrows and orange cats.

In this way, it can be ensured that the Taiping Knife will not be affected by Qi Huan Dan Xiang's mind poison after it is out of his control.

In a sense, this is a kind of integration of man and knife.

Phew... The shrill sound of breaking through the air pierced the eardrums. The Taiping Knife quickly caught up with Bai Hu, and the sword energy that split the face like a cut made everyone feel trembling.

With a slight "click" sound, Ji Xuan crushed the teleportation jade talisman in his hand.

As the heir of the Lord of Qianlong City and the younger generation that Xu Pingfeng values, he naturally has many ways to save himself and save his life.

If you encounter an opponent who is stronger than yourself, and you have no means to deal with it, how can you travel around the world?

At this moment, Tai Ping Dao spit out sword energy without any warning. This sword energy was thin and dim, like a cold arrow fired secretly.

After the jade talisman was crushed, Ji Xuan and others felt relaxed. Their tense nerves had just relaxed, and no one could react.

A dark golden sword light reflected in Ji Xuan's pupils.

His expression became extremely frightened. This sword energy was directed at him, and at this time, his warrior body was broken.

At this time, the light of the sword reflected in his pupils was blocked by a shadow.

The shadow immediately exploded, with pieces of flesh and bones flying everywhere. The remaining sword energy penetrated Ji Xuan's shoulder, and was finally blocked by the white tiger's copper-skinned iron bones.

At the critical moment, Jiaoye Lao Dao stepped forward and blocked the sword for him.

Clear light rose from bottom to top, wrapped around the group of people, and teleported them away.

"Since ancient times, my cousin has been hateful, including the four evil men Yun Zhonghe!"

Xu Qi'an clicked his tongue twice and muttered: "You are lucky."

He turned his head and boasted happily: "Master, have you captured the lover?"

The facts are before our eyes, and I still want to confirm them again.

Luo Yuheng nodded slightly, with sadness condensed between his brows:

"Go quickly."

Xu Qian looked at her carefully and found that the Imperial Master's aura was weak, her beautiful eyes concealed fatigue, and blood seeped out from under her gorgeous feathers, indicating that her injuries were obviously serious.

"Are you seriously injured?"

Luo Yuheng nodded, looking into the distance, and his pleasant voice revealed exhaustion:

"The physical body was severely injured, but the body of Yang Shen was unharmed."

For Taoist monks, as long as the soul is still there, they will not die, and there will be no way to defeat them. Of course, doing so will have endless consequences.

For Luo Yuheng, if he wants to be promoted to a first-class land immortal, his physical body must be merged with his Dharma body during the tribulation to achieve immortality.

If the body is destroyed at this time, there will be no hope.

Luo Yuheng continued: "There was quite a lot of noise when the golden bowl was destroyed. The two King Kong must have noticed something abnormal here. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time."

Xu Qi'an understood what she meant. If the two King Kongs desperately snatched people and escaped, the Yang Shen of Tianzong might not be able to keep them.

As we all know, warriors are notoriously difficult to deal with, and King Kong's physical defense is stronger than that of third-level warriors of the same realm.

And now Luo Yuheng is in a bad state.

Xu Qian immediately summoned the pagoda in the distance and took Miao Youfang, Li Lingsu, Jingxin and Jingyuan into it.

This broken pagoda was unwilling to take action against the Buddhist disciples and watched the show for a long time. Now that the overall situation has been decided, it is no longer stubborn.

Because the Arhat could not enter the pagoda, Luo Yuheng waved his sleeve, rolled up Xu Qian and Duqing Arhat, and rode away in the wind.

In just two or three minutes, the earth roared, and two golden lights shot straight to the ground.

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This is a vision caused by two vajras running wildly.

Behind the two golden lights, Heavenly Sect's Frozen End Yuanjun and Taoist Master Xuancheng stepped on flying swords, whistling like the wind, chasing after them.

But after seeing the victory on the main battlefield and the empty buildings, the two Tianzong Yangshen immediately slowed down.

Looking at each other, the flying sword turned ninety degrees, shot straight into the sky, and disappeared into the vast sea of ​​clouds.

"The love-loving arhat failed."

The King of Difficulties had a majestic body, looked around with a stern expression, and sensed the remaining aura of the golden bowl.

This Guardian Vajra who survived the Jiazi Dang demon five hundred years ago has a face full of rage.

Asura Vajra Dufan pinched the center of his eyebrows to calm his inner agitation and said slowly:

"It should just be sealed. No one in the same realm can kill the lover.

"Luo Yuheng's current condition may not be very good. Let's go to Yongzhou and Qingxingyuan separately to search.

"Meet here before sunset."

The Difficulty-Saving Vajra said "Hmm" and said, "I will report this matter to Jialuoshu Bodhisattva."

As he spoke, his eyes fell on the corpse of the monk lying on the ground, and he remained silent for a long time.

"Amitabha!"

Shura Vajra clasped his hands together, bowed his head and chanted the Buddha's name, and silently put the corpses of the monks into the storage vessel.

............

Somewhere in Yongzhou, in the wilderness.

A gust of wind howled and transformed into a two-foot-long white tiger with one forelimb broken off.

It landed on the wind, shook off the people on its back, and then crawled to one side, licking the dark red fracture of its right forelimb.

Everyone fell down in embarrassment.

Ji Xuan covered his chest with one hand, and half-dragged Jiaoye Laodao's body with the other hand, shouting hoarsely:

"Give me the medicine, Yuan Shuang, give me the medicine quickly..."

Xu Yuanshuang was silent. It was not that she refused to save her, but that the kit she was carrying was taken away by Xu Qi'an, along with the magical weapons and elixirs inside.

"Young Master, don't waste the elixirs."

Taoist Jiaoye waved his hand, looked down at the big hole in his chest, shook his head and laughed:

"The injury is so severe, it seems that he is dead now."

Everyone was silent.

Ji Xuan's eyes flashed with pain, and he whispered: "I won't let you die."

The old Taoist priest shook his head:

"Young Master, don't say anything. Leave your time to the old master."
To be continued...