"boom!"

A staggered ground, and the two ice and fire forces suddenly rushed forward. A huge mechanical mantis's qi pierced forward. The huge sickle crisscrossed on the left and right, and the sharp crescent-shaped ice and fire blades were flying everywhere, destroying everything in front of him, but he could not hurt a kind-hearted young monk.

The young monk held his back with one hand and stood in front of his chest with one Buddha palm. He emitted a faint golden light all over his body. His eyes never opened a gap from beginning to end. He smiled lightly on his face, without evading, and let the ice and fire blade air shave through it, and flew forward and backward, and disappeared for dozens of meters.

A magical thing happened, and the young monk had no scars, as if the ice and fire blade energy just now was just an illusion, invisible, and he himself didn't know what he was muttering, and he always kept that calm and quiet smile.

"Oh! The monk of the Kong generation of Qianfo Ancient Temple really admired Zhang Peng. He had tried his best to do so, but he still couldn't hurt the master at all. Zhang Peng was willing to give up the master's level at the master's level!" The giant mechanical mantis's qi phantom dissipated invisibly, and Zhang Peng's sigh appeared.

"Donor Zhang Peng, who should be from the Shendu world, can actually know the approximate problem of Miss Monk, and this evil technique combined with the two qi of ice and fire, as well as how Miss Monk uses the seven magical skills, but he can't find out the half-disturbing thoughts of Mr. Zhang Peng. Mr. Zhang Peng is an unfathomable person!" Kong Yuan smiled indifferently and said, but in fact he was also surprised. It was the first time he saw that his magical skills could not find out the seven magical skills.

The Seven Arts of the Spiritual Art of the All-Dharmas is a mysterious technique that mainly practices the spirit. It ranks one of the top 18 skills of the seventy-two unique skills of Buddhism. It has the miraculous effects of knowing the world and everything, everything and all hearts. It has the magical powers and the seven spirits possess it, and the body is powerful. All things in the world are in the spiritual thoughts.

The seven magical secrets are divided into divine realm power. Once the spiritual thoughts arrive, they appear in all places as they wish. The heavenly ears are enlightened, and the words of all things are in the ears, and they can hear words that people cannot hear. The heavenly eyes are enlightened, and the original directions of all things are in the eyes. As long as they are within the range of spiritual thoughts, there is no limit to distance. Other minds are enlightened, and they can know that all things are thoughts and thoughts in the hearts are missing. The fateful knowledge is that all things are in the past, and all things are in their spiritual thoughts, and there is no escape. The leakage is enlightened, and all views, thoughts and hearings in the world are eliminated, and all evils are not touched, and all things are not disturbed, and all things are not disturbed.

Ruyi is connected, and the six secrets are combined. The supernatural power is the original form. The original form is the heaven and earth. Heaven and earth belong to the spiritual thoughts. Ruyi is following the heart, and everything is the intention.

Each of these seven magical techniques has unpredictable powers of gods and ghosts. Since Kong Yuan successfully practiced the seven magical techniques, he has really looked down upon him. Now that he has entered the world, he has never seen anyone who can't see the seven magical techniques clearly. But at this moment, it is unprecedented, that is the person in front of him.

Zhang Peng, Kongyuan could not see his past, could not see what he thought, or could not see his spiritual thoughts clearly. Under the use of the Seven Arts of the Supernatural Powers, everything about Zhang Peng was blurred and turbid, which really surprised Kongyuan.

"The master is serious. I only have a spiritual sense left below to protect my mind and avoid being snatched by others. Master once said that in this world, only one person can break his spiritual sense for many years. This person is his greatest ties and a person he must kill. Master Kongyuan will definitely not be listed here anymore!" Zhang Peng replied with a smile.

Kongyuan nodded, lowered his head as if thinking. After a few breaths, he raised his head and said, "What the donor Zhang Peng used is the seventh level of the Ice and Fire Evil Fist! I seem to have seen it in the Sutra Pavilion in the temple. The source of this technique, the donor Zhang Peng's master, will not be that dark..."

"Wait, the master must not say the name of Master... he will die!" Zhang Peng raised his hand to interrupt Kongyuan's words, and the last three words he said were extremely loud. His eyes suddenly opened, and a dark and sharp evil aura emerged wildly. In the blink of an eye, he enveloped Kongyuan, forming a deep black ball of air reunion.

Kongyuan, who was in the ball, frowned tightly, and the extremely evil aura around him completely suppressed him with an unparalleled pressure. He could not even move half of his finger. Kongyuan felt that it was not that he could not move, but that his body and consciousness were afraid of not daring to move. He could only move and died immediately.

"Junior, if you have the courage, you can recite the name of the deity!"

"Amitabha! The little monk dared not call me the name of my senior, please relieve the wrath of thunder. It was the little monk who offended me before!"

"Zhang Peng is my only disciple. You are not allowed to stop what he does! Do you understand!"

"The little monk follows the order of the Venerable!"

"Well! That's great, you are obedient, and this time I won't cure your disrespect!"

The pitch-black evil ball of evil energy dissipated and turned into several black airs. It rushed back into Zhang Peng's eyes and then faded away. Kong Zhi in front of Zhang Peng lowered his head and said nothing, because he had a very strange feeling in his heart, that is, have he forgotten something, and only one idea in his heart, that is, don't stop Zhang Peng...

In the bottom lane, Lei Qi and Long Yue's evil was so fierce that it swept through a stick of incense, covering a distance of hundreds of meters below the second stronghold of the ancient martial arts side. The scene seemed to be bombarded by thousands of thunder, with potholes constantly and messy.

Two figures tangled around for a while, revealing the prototype. One was Long Yue, and the other was naturally Lei Qi. Judging from the damage on the two of them, Lei Qi was much better. The clothes were still neat and unpretentious. The Tianluo Cloud Robe emitted a faint fluorescent light, which supported Lei Qi beautifully. Long Yue's dusty appearance seemed rather embarrassed.

It was Lei Qi who was the first to get a chess game and gained the upper hand? In fact, on the contrary, Lei Qi was much more severe than Long Yue. Although she looked unharmed, her internal injuries were actually quite serious. Compared with Long Yue's skin trauma, it was much worse.

Long Yue held a giant sword in his hand, his eyes surging, and he slashed an extremely fierce and domineering sword from top to bottom. The sword was extremely fierce and fierce, with a front and no back. With the power of thunder, he slashed Lei Qi's head with no mercy at all, without any intention of showing mercy.

"Shocking love ten changes sword techniques, proud of the people!"

Lei Qi raised her eyebrows. The sword came quickly and went fiercely, completely with a move that could defeat people. She could only use tricks to break the power with tricks. She saw her arms trembling, crossing left and right, and eight small metal iron pieces had a semicircular arc, like a spirit snake entangled, binding the giant sword that Long Yue slashed out fiercely.

The ice energy of the Frostless Art turned into thin filaments, which was very tough. When binding the giant sword, it actually slowed down the giant sword. In just a blink of an eye, the giant sword came as slow as a turtle to climb, and Lei Qi disappeared under Long Yue's giant sword in an instant.

Long Yue raised the corner of his mouth, flipped his wrist, and the giant sword circle shook the ice energy. When he rushed towards the figure on his right, he waved his sword and a crescent-shaped sword light burst out, as fast as lightning and thunder, slashing towards Lei Qi accurately.

"What a precise eye!" Lei Qi frowned slightly, said lightly, twisted her body, and she narrowed her body, and she narrowed her sword light. She drifted several times, and the sword light flew out hundreds of meters, cutting off dozens of giant trees before dissipating invisible.

"Miss Lei Qi's words are wrong. The Jiuli tribe relies on the direction of a person not on eyesight but on the flow of breath!" Long Yue smiled slightly and replied relaxedly.

"The flow of breath? Brother Long Yue, can you explain it in detail?" Lei Qi asked with his head tilted.

"It's very simple. Eating, walking, sleeping and fighting alone will drive the flow of the surrounding air. You can feel it carefully through touch. This is also the special secret skill of our Jiuli tribe. No matter where you hide, as long as it does not exceed my perception range, you will have nowhere to hide!" Long Yue did not hide it and said it casually.

"Oh!" Lei Qi nodded, and raised his hand and there were two metal iron pieces. It was difficult for experts to deal with hidden weapons to deal with. He could pick it up at will. Any small object can be shot out as a hidden weapon. The fragments of the three compass scattered by Long Yue were all over the ground. With a random wave, there was a pile of hidden weapons that could not be taken out.

The two iron pieces were only between lightning and flashing, and they broke through the sky and came to Long Yue's eyes.

Long Yue smiled constantly, with his toes slightly, and his body retreated rapidly. With a giant sword in his hand, he easily blocked two iron-piece hidden weapons. Just as he was about to fight back, a light flashed in front of him. The iron-piece hidden weapons were mad with a vortex, rotating like a vortex, like a heavy rain, shot towards Long Yue quickly.

"The four hidden weapons are the best, dancing in the wind!"

Long Yue's face sank, no longer smiled. He held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the giant sword blocked it in front of him. His body quickly turned into a copper wall and iron wall, guarding it tightly. Lei Qi's hidden weapon moves could not hurt Long Yue at all. He was blocked by him with a jingle sound.

"There are so shocking emotions, so sad city!"

The two of them made a move so fast that they could not believe. After Long Yue defended, his body moved in a row and flashed dozens of afterimages, which instantly surrounded Lei Qi. The dozens of afterimages seemed to be their true body, and they struck a crazy bursting sword at Lei Qi. The sword energy was like a rainbow and the sword was strong. With the momentum of encirclement and suppression, they surrounded Lei Qi, and were about to kill his chaotic swords.

"There are so shocking emotions, so sad city!"

Lei Qi's beautiful eyes slid, his jade finger flicked, and a piece of iron hidden weapon shuttled through the sword around him, with a strange and difficult-to-distinguish arc trajectory, shot towards one of the dozens of afterimages. At this moment, the dozens of afterimages disappeared, and Long Yue's true body appeared, with an incredible expression on his face, raised his hand and shattered the iron hidden weapon with a sword.

"You, you, it's impossible. This means of distinguishing directions with breath. Only our Jiuli tribe's physique can show you how can you..."

"What's impossible, it's not difficult! Feeling the flow of air around you, you just need to stretch all the pores in your body and calm down!"
Chapter completed!