"Damn it!"

When Mu Jianfeng saw his man fall, he was furious and prepared to kill Mu, but was blocked by the monk and the master.

His face was extremely gloomy and he stared at the wood.

The moment the wood fell to the ground, Lu Yi shook his body and flew over and held it over. At the same time, he pinched the pulse of the wrist with his right hand.

"It's useless, I can't do it anymore." Mu Tou shook his hand away, preventing Lu Yi from checking his pulse, and asked, "Where is the young master?"

"He and Lao Xing went to find the old master of Rongbao Pavilion." Lu Yi said.

"I hope the old Pavilion Master is fine!" Mu Tou's mouth kept bleeding, unable to stop. Then, his nose and mouth began to bleed out.

Lu Yi quickly picked the leaves of the Tree of Life from the space ring.

"It's useless. The reason why I can survive until now is that the old Pavilion Master saved me with a magical medicine. I have no regrets to help the Shao Pavilion Master kill an enemy before he passed away." Mu Tou looked gray and grabbed Lu Yi's hand and said, "Young Master Lu, if the Shao Pavilion Master has anything wrong with me, please don't blame him. He has his own difficulties."

"Don't worry, senior, as long as the fat man does not do anything that is against the will of heaven, he will always be my brother."

"I'll feel relieved with you." Mu Tou glanced at Mu Jianfeng, then said to Lu Yi: "Young Master Lu, I have another request, please help me up."

"good."

With Lu Yi's support, Mu Tou stood up with difficulty, then walked towards Mu Jianfeng with difficulty.

"Mu Tou, if you kill my son's guardian, I will not let you go." Mu Jianfeng shouted in a deep voice.

"It's good to say that people are about to die. Mu Jianfeng, I advise you, turning back is the shore. No matter how hard you and your son try, Rongbao Pavilion cannot be yours." Mu Toutou said while coughing up blood.

"You don't have to say that it's ours."

"Yes, what I say doesn't count, what you say doesn't count." Mutou said: "Who will Rongbao Pavilion give to? The old Pavilion Master will count."

"Hmph, the old guy is now terminally ill, he is almost exhausted, and his words are useless. Mu Tou, for the sake of getting to know each other, I will give you a ride." Two sword lights suddenly shot out from Mu Jianfeng's eyes and slashed towards Mu Tou in the air.

clang!

The sickle that had fallen to the ground suddenly jumped up and landed in Mutou's hand. With a wave of his hand, the two sword lights were cut off.

Then, Mu Tou's figure appeared in front of Mu Jianfeng instantly, and raised his sword and slashed at Mu Jianfeng's head.

"brush!"

Mu Jianfeng's figure moved slightly and appeared thousands of miles away.

The wood followed closely and the sickle slashed again.

"Why?" Mu Jianfeng shook his head slightly, and with a snap of his fingers, a murderous aura pierced through Wood's head, and then his head exploded into pieces of mud.

"Senior--" Lu Yi exclaimed.

The sickle seemed to feel the fall of the master, and it made a shrill sound, slashing towards the wooden sword.

"when!"

Mu Jianfeng punched the sickle to break.

The divine light on the sickle disappeared, turned into a piece of scrap iron, falling into the grass.

"Amitabha!" The master whispered in a low voice.

Before everyone could be sad, they were stared at by Mu Jianfeng.

"It seems that you should have a good relationship with my nephew, otherwise you wouldn't dare to come to my territory. Now I give you two choices, the first way, surrender to me, the second way, if you don't surrender, I will send you to reunite with Mu Tou." Mu Jianfeng said.

"Now, you are the only saint king in the entire Xianren Peak. Isn't it too crazy to say such things?" Lu Yi sneered.

"I am enough to kill you alone. I have given you the opportunity, you can think clearly about it yourself." Mu Jianfeng stepped forward, exuding a huge momentum on his body, which resonated with the world.

"It's impossible for me to surrender to you." The monk held a mace and blocked Mu Jianfeng.

"Although you are the descendant of Lingshan, you are just in the saint realm and are not my opponent. If you don't want to die, please leave immediately, and I can not pursue it." Mu Jianfeng was full of murderous aura.

The monk ignored Mu Jianfeng, turned to look at Lu Yi and asked, "Brother, have you ever killed the Saint King?"

Lu Yi shook his head.

"Very good! How about you join forces with you to kill a saint king?" asked the monk.

Lu Yi was about to answer, but he couldn't say that the master could speak.

"Amitabha! Junior brother, let me meet him first!" After the master said that, his body emitted a dazzling Buddha light. Suddenly, his whole body became extremely ethereal, like a Buddha who had walked out of ancient times, walking towards Mu Jianfeng.

"A mere saint, I want to compete with me, and I'm looking for death!" Mu Jianfeng snorted coldly and slapped at the master with a palm.

"Bang!"

Mu Jianfeng's palm hit the Buddha light beside the master, and the sky suddenly shook, saying that the master was safe and sound.

"Amitabha, donor, turn back and forth." The master said.

"A mere saint, I'm not qualified to teach me a lesson." Mu Jianfeng snorted coldly, raised his right hand and slapped it out.

The terrifying murderous intent was shocking the world and killed it down. The violent fluctuations caused the world to surround the sky and swept through the sky, obviously trying to kill the other party.

The master looked calm and spit out a lotus from his mouth. This lotus gradually grew bigger in the void, revealing an immortal divine light.

"Destroy!" Mu Jianfeng shouted, and suddenly, the murderous intent emitted from his body turned into sharp sword light in an instant, slashing towards the master who could not say goodbye.

"Retreat!" The master could not say a word from his mouth. The Buddha light on his body became even brighter, and it instantly turned into a golden light shield to protect him.

Bang!

The sword light slashed on the golden light cover.

Although the golden light shield did not break, the master was severely injured and bloodshot was leaked from the corner of his mouth.

"Senior Brother!" The monk changed his color.

"It's okay." The master waved his hand, then closed his eyes and muttered something in his mouth. After a while, his body suddenly swelled up, his head was above the sky, his feet were on the ground, and his treasure was solemn.

"Immortal Golden Body!" Lu Yi's eyes narrowed.

"I am worthy of being a great disciple of Lingshan, it is indeed not simple." Huang Wu said.

The master's body became extremely huge, his eyes were as bright as a beacon. He looked down at Mu Jianfeng and said, "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and he turned back is the shore. Donor, you still have time to turn back."

"Don't tell me about Buddhism. I don't believe in Buddhism or believe in Taoism. I only believe in myself." Mu Jianfeng jumped up, and in an instant, the wind and clouds in the sky were surging, and all the spiritual power went towards Mu Jianfeng's palm.

The master was solemn and dark, and punched the wooden sword.

Wherever the fist wind arrives, the sound of a dragon roars sounds.

"Arhat Fist, Hum!" Mu Jianfeng didn't care, crossed his hands, stirred up the wind and clouds of the Nine Heavens, and then slashed at the Master.

"puff!"

It is impossible to say that the master would be seriously injured and his body trembled and flew out.

"A mere saint dares to challenge myself. It's not worth mercy to die." A divine sword appeared in Mu Jianfeng's hand. Lu Yi was about to stand out when suddenly, a figure attacked the monk. (To be continued)
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