The figure turned slightly sideways, an afterimage was left, and the sharp bone thorns slashed through it, defeating it.
The golden light flashed, and ten rays of golden coldness struck at the bhikkhu's forehead without mercy. But when the golden light was about to arrive, a fine lightning net suddenly appeared, intercepting it, and the white bone staff
Without any hesitation, he smashed back into the empty void behind him******
"Ding******" A white robe appeared faintly, and a golden light on the fingertips pointed directly at the bhikkhu's back vest, but it was blocked by the white bone staff******
The bone spurs were picked lightly, and a current passed through it, quickly attacking the white-robed ***
The brows raised slightly, the white robe gave a low shout, and the golden energy surged out, completely breaking the tiny current in an instant. The figure swayed slightly, and the figure stood straight in front of the elder monk*****
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"The elder monk is indeed worthy of being of the lineage of protecting the country. His strength is so tyrannical. I'm afraid you have already touched the threshold of the imperial peak." Yeyue flicked her slender fingers, and a ray of gold
A flash of light instantly drove away the remaining current on his fingers, he raised his head and chuckled.
"Haha, Mr. Yeyue has given you the award. There are so many hidden and powerful people in the world, and the road to become a monk is still very long." The elder monk nodded and smiled in a seemingly friendly manner.
Suddenly, the two of them took action at the same time.
The second form of the Heaven-breaking Shou "Tianji Form"!
The violent palm force was like a turbulent wave, but its range was extremely controlled, and it rushed straight towards the bhikkhu.
The bhikkhu was surprised. This kid didn't use a "sword", and his attack power was no less powerful. Generally, a strong man who uses a sword can achieve at least seven achievements if he lacks a sword. That's good, but Yeyue's
Not only has the strength not weakened, but it actually seems to have a tendency to become stronger. How can this bhikkhu not be surprised?
While he was surprised, the bhikkhu was not idle at the same time. The bone spur staff guarded the whole body tightly, and all the strength in his palm was resolved.
In the room, the figures of the two people were constantly tumbling. The cyan wind blades wielded from the bone spur staffs struck out deep marks on the earthen wall with magic defense******
Facing the fierce attack of the monk, Yeyue did not show any sign of decline. During the turning, the cold golden light drew a tricky arc and stabbed at the vital parts of the monk's body.
In the earthen house, gold and dark green kept shooting out, bringing up a raging energy storm, colliding at the same time, and annihilating at the same time***
A golden light streaked through the void, intercepting the sharp edge of the bone spur staff. Ye Yue's left hand formed a finger, and the golden sword light burst out, stabbing the monk's chest fiercely.
With a wave of his hand, three green wind blades struck Yeyue through the air, forcing Yeyue to turn sideways to defend. The monk's figure disappeared in the blink of an eye. When he reappeared, he was actually behind Yeyue, shining with white jade.
The bone spurs of light stabbed Yeyue fiercely.
The bone spurs went straight through Yeyue's body, but they turned out to be an afterimage left behind.
The bhikkhu suddenly turned around and swept his bone spur staff back to resist a burst of cold golden light.
Up to now, this fierce battle has been almost indistinguishable. Yeyue's dark eyes were slightly fiery, her sleeves were gently closed, and in an instant, countless golden sword lights shot out.
The bhikkhu raised his old eyes and began to swing the bone spur staff rapidly. The violent cyan energy surged out and spread towards the golden light continuously.
The body swayed slightly, and the person appeared in front of the monk. His hands were raised high like sword fingers. The dazzling golden light jumped and appeared. The substantial golden sword that was more than one foot was fiercely facing the monk who was wrapped in cyan energy.
, slashing down******
Halfway through the sword's movement, its power suddenly doubled. The tyrannical energy completely shattered the space in the room, ferociously split open the blue energy mass, and struck the bhikkhu heavily on the head.
"Ding", the bone spur staff was firmly blocking the top of the head.
"Mr. Yeyue's swordsmanship is indeed very powerful." Looking at Yeyue, the bhikkhu chuckled softly, "Then the bhikkhu will stop hiding his secrets. Mr. Yeyue is worried."
Ye Yue lightly wrapped herself in a white robe, and was about to speak when a warning suddenly rose in her heart. Her skin was slightly cold, her toes stepped hard on the ground, and her body instantly fell backwards***
Just when the night moon was retreating, the elder bhikkhu flicked his withered fingers gently and whispered to himself: "In this case, let's try some of the bhikkhu's unique skills******"
"Thunder Flash".
A bolt of silver lightning as thick as Yeyue's thigh suddenly flashed out of thin air and instantly crossed the void, striking hard at the rapidly retreating black figure.
The speed of lightning is extremely fast. From its appearance to its attack, it only takes a blink of an eye. Even with Yeyue's extraordinary eyesight, she can only feel a blur in front of her eyes, and there is no sign of it. It's just a feeling.
In the midst of it, he noticed a surging energy shooting towards him crazily******
As the Qi moved at will, a faint golden halo emerged quickly from the body. Before it spread, the silver lightning had already reached *********
"Bang******" a muffled sound sounded in the earthen house, and a white figure flew out, directly smashing through the wall reinforced by magic, and was buried heavily under the ruins of the earthen wall*
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The silver lightning did not disappear after hitting Ye Yue, but rushed straight towards the ruins.
"Boom", there was a loud noise, and dust and smoke flew everywhere.
The monk stood quietly, looking at the ruins.
A golden sword suddenly shot out from the ruins, and its target was the elder monk who was sitting on the bed******
Just when the golden sword was about to leave the sword's finger, its power suddenly increased again. The amplitude of the power this time was several times stronger than when it almost split the monk open with his sword.***
The space was shattered instantly, and the pitch-black hole moved rapidly with the sword's flying shots***
Sensing the energy contained in the golden light, the bhikkhu's peaceful face finally changed color, and his handprints danced rapidly in front of him. Circles of mysterious energy quickly burst out from his body, like ripples, trying to
That golden glow hurriedly blocked ***
Ye Yue smiled faintly, her swordsmanship had already reached the realm of "sword mastery", and almost all the power related to the sword was under her control. The power of the sword light doubled. If she wanted to, she could even use all her energy in an instant.
It burst out, but on the surface it still looked small and plain.
"Bang, bang******"
Two muffled sounds sounded one after another in the earthen house. The former was the lingering sound before the sword light dissipated, and the latter was the elder monk who was also smashed out of the earthen house and then buried under the rubble.****
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In a spacious and quiet courtyard, a good, specially made earthen house was turned into a pile of ruins due to the battle between two perverts.
The sound of the Tsuchiya collapsing immediately attracted the attention of countless guards in the palace. Teams of well-equipped guards quickly surrounded the location of the Tsuchiya.******
However, due to the noble status of the owner of the earthen house, no one dared to step forward to find out what was going on. They all looked at each other and were at a loss***
"Bang******"
A black shadow suddenly broke through the ruins and shot straight into the sky. The large white robe had been torn. The white color was so conspicuous in this long dark night. A head of dark hair, blown by the night wind, looked like its owner.