The two elders of the Dao sect suddenly stopped and chatted happily with Dao Huo'er.
Let's just chat, and he stood next to Lingxi, acting as if we were good friends.
This made the other three parties who joined forces feel wary and completely confused as to what was going on.
Especially the arrogant and sloppy old woman. She was suspended in mid-air and said with a confused look on her face: "What do you two mean?"
The fifth elder of the Taoist sect pretended to be stupid and said: "I'm tired from the beating, why don't I take a rest?"
The eighth elder spoke up and said, "That's right, so many people are bullying Kunlun. You have no shame, but I have no shame."
"My senior disciple, Tai Xuzi, once said that a man should be upright and upright when he establishes himself in the world."
"I, Kong Peixing, sit upright and don't bother to associate with you."
"This time we join forces, Daomen withdraws."
The old woman was furious and screamed angrily: "Kong Pei, Tang Zhong, you... bastards, you broke your word and treated the cooperation agreement as child's play. Are you worthy of a real man? Are you worthy of talking to me aboveboard?"
The fifth elder said in a cold voice: "Anyone who insults our Taoist sect should be killed."
The Eighth Elder was not willing to lag behind and said: "Both the spirit and soul will be destroyed."
"Buzz."
Before the sound fell, the punch had already arrived.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the old woman turned around and ran away.
She is only at the eleventh level of martial arts and has not arranged any formations in advance, so how can she be a match for the two Taoist brothers?
The fifth elder followed closely and said, "Tell me, is the Taoist man a real man?"
The eighth elder said forcefully: "Tell me, is the Taoist sect aboveboard?"
Elder Yunzong, who was seriously injured and vomiting blood, took a moment to adjust his breathing and looked at Dao Huo'er with horrified eyes. Then without any hesitation, he turned back and rushed into the mountains behind.
In just a few seconds, he disappeared without a trace.
The great elder of Buddhism, who was inextricably fighting with Xie Mao Mao, looked up to the sky and roared: "Who can tell me, what on earth happened?"
Dao Huo'er raised his right hand and stepped forward with his right foot: "Let me tell you what happened."
The body is still in place, but Tao Huo'er is already standing in front of Ci Xin.
The speed was so fast that Xie Mao Mao was so frightened that he thought someone was sneaking up on him. His face turned pale and he said, "Where did you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you with, you, you, you, you with with with with with your back with you with with with with your eyes with you, you, you, you, you with withstand the attack, you jump out of here, you jump out of here?"
Dao Huo'er didn't respond, and raised his right hand to grab Ci Xin lightly.
The old monk's legs were half-bent, and a dazzling golden light surged around his body.
At the same time, the prayer beads on his chest were thrown up by him. One hundred and eight prayer beads rotated rapidly, and the Buddha's aura was awe-inspiring.
The golden light blended with the Buddha's aura, and instantly enveloped it like an iron barrel.
"Here, what about the Buddhist Vajra Cover combined with the blessing of Buddha's energy? You old turtle, you just know how to shrink your head and fight." Xie Mao Mao sarcastically said.
Dao Huo'er saw nothing and dropped his palm.
There was only a crisp sound of explosions, followed by three more in succession, and the Vajra cover cracked like a net.
Ci Xin's face was flushed, and veins were popping out on his forehead.
Dao Huo'er exerted more force, and the mask of light disappeared.
One hundred and eight beads emitting Buddha energy exploded into pieces and turned into smoke that evaporated between heaven and earth.
Cixin vomited blood and fell uncontrollably.
Dao Huo'er leaned closer and pointed at the opponent's eyebrows.
The old monk screamed miserably, and bright yellow mist appeared above his head.
His cultivation suddenly dropped from the thirteenth level of martial arts to the eleventh level.
It was lowered from eleven floors to nine floors.
In less than half a minute, the Buddhist elder at the thirteenth level of martial arts only had the cultivation level of the first level of martial arts.
Dao Huo'er put his hands together in a pretentious manner and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, Xiao Yizi wants to kill someone. But I think killing is not good, so I will abolish your cultivation and leave you a way to live."
"Buddhism values compassion. The Buddha should praise me for my good deeds today."
"There is a saying that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. If I don't kill you, it will be equivalent to saving your life."
"Indirectly, I also built a seven-level pagoda."
"You're welcome, it should be done."
The little girl put down her hands and glanced at the two remnants of the Demon Sword Palace.
