"Good, good! Old donor, don't rush to take action, your opponent is the young monk!"
Master Zhikong was dressed in a gray monk's robe, with his hands clasped together, and a peaceful smile on his lips. He looked at Sima Changfeng calmly with eyes filled with vicissitudes of life, looking like an eminent monk.
Sima Changfeng's pupils suddenly shrank.
He is a strong man in the Golden Core Realm, and his mental detection power has become so powerful that he can clearly detect the slightest movement within ten feet.
But he was stunned and didn't see how this young monk appeared.
As if it was just a blur before his eyes, he appeared in front of him like a ghost.
His face was gloomy, and he quietly investigated Master Zhikong for a moment, and said coldly: "This Taoist brother is very unfamiliar. He is obviously a stranger. Why is he coming out to interfere in foreign affairs at this moment?"
Naturally, he could see that Master Zhikong's aura was profound and unpredictable, so he asked first. If his cultivation was even close, he would have gone up and killed him long ago.
Everyone saw that the battle situation had changed again. A young monk appeared mysteriously on the battlefield, making the situation confusing again.
Master Zhikong said softly: "It's not surprising that the old benefactor doesn't know the young monk! The sea of suffering is boundless. If the Sima family leader can stop here and turn around, the young monk will be very grateful!"
Sima Changfeng said coldly: "What if I don't?"
Master Zhikong, who was polite and seemingly profound a moment ago, suddenly had a fierce look on his plain face, and his tone became sharp and mean. He said gloomily: "Old man, if you don't
You know good and evil, but if you insist on being an enemy of my lord, don’t blame me for killing you like an ant I trample to death!"
Today's Master Zhikong is half of the evil monk himself and half of the Sunset Saint. The two merged into this contradictory person. There is both the hypocrisy and ferocity of the evil monk and the viciousness and calculation of the Sunset Saint.
When he was a saint, his extremely high status and vision subtly gave rise to his commanding spirit and cold majesty.
His changes and words are actually extremely normal.
But in Sima Changfeng's eyes, it was teasing and ridiculing himself.
He shouted sharply: "Little bald donkey, if you are looking for death, then I, the master of the family, will give you a ride first!"
The next moment, huge golden auras formed into golden rings of light, shrouding Master Zhikong's head and face.
"Thousand Leaves Great Compassion Palm!"
Master Zhikong roared low and patted his right palm lightly. A huge handprint like the hand of the Buddha quickly appeared, like a cliff and a high mountain isolated from the world, slowly crushing forward.
Rumble…
The two of them were still more than three feet apart from each other when they were performing their magic. The energy on the outside was already colliding fiercely, making a continuous loud noise that was getting louder and louder.
Master Zhikong possesses the infinite combat experience and vision of the Sunset Saint. As soon as they fight, he tests out the strength of the enemy and realizes that he is not yet capable of confronting him head-on. He takes a few steps without hesitation and shoots with both hands.
, a dozen fingers shot together, and a red long sword appeared in his hand. An unprecedented and wonderful swordsmanship was displayed in his hand.
Everyone saw that there seemed to be a strong wind blowing and making a sound in his gray monk clothes. The scene of a bald monk flying up and down with a long sword seemed strange no matter how you looked at it.
But the next moment, everyone was shocked to see that this seemingly kind-hearted young monk was actually fighting with Sima Changfeng, who was in the golden elixir realm. For a time, they were evenly matched.
"Oh my God! What the hell is going on? I can't see straight anymore..."
"Master Sima really lost his wife and troops today! No matter what cards he plays, Xu Fei can play them back perfectly!"
"The head of the dignified Sima family can't deal with a young man. Can you believe this kind of thing?"
When they saw that even Sima Changfeng himself seemed to be unable to do anything to Sun Ning, the shock in the hearts of the onlookers reached its peak, and they all exclaimed in surprise.
"Go away..."
Sima Changfeng roared angrily and slapped his palms continuously, feeling really aggrieved.
The enemy's true energy was far inferior to his own. However, the swordsmanship he displayed was so brilliant that he was always one step ahead and firmly controlled him, making it impossible for him to exert even 20% of his 100% cultivation level.
By this time, he had figured out the whole story.
Why did that stupid ass Sima Ruyu make such a big fuss and expose all his grandfather's secrets to the whole world?
Because he has been controlled by the unfathomable Buddhist monk in front of him through the method of refuge.
And after his observation, this mysterious Buddhist cultivator turned out to be that boy's slave!
What a shocking thing!
After gaining insight into this scene, Sima Changfeng was absolutely certain that this mysterious young man, Xu Fei, was the genius Sun Ning who had recently caused a huge stir in the entire world of the Great Sage and shared the Ascension and Baptism of the Sage!
How can you not eat when such fat meat is brought to your mouth?
kill!
He must be restrained and all his treasures must be taken over. Even his flesh and blood must be eaten without a drop left - this must be the best tonic in the world, more precious than the treasures of heaven, material and earth.
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Sun Ning, on the other hand, was still quietly outside the battle, quietly looking at the two people who were in the midst of a fierce battle, and who could obviously still stand in a stalemate for a while.
Outsiders see him as calm and calm.
But in his heart, he always remained vigilant.
After the strange old man who seemed to be a witch cultivator had calculated that something bad would happen within seven days, he always acted cautiously in Pan'an City.
Sima Changfeng led his men to massacre him, and he subconsciously thought that this was probably the disaster.
Not enough now, this guess is being gradually eliminated by him.
Pan'an City is not that big, but the news that Sima Changfeng led his men to massacre Tongxin Pavilion has long spread throughout the city.
Of course, the City Lord's Mansion was the first to receive the news.
In the spacious hall of the city lord's palace, the city lord Baishi sat upright, frowning slightly, and murmured to himself: "Is Sima Changfeng crazy? Although Aunt Gongsun has not appeared for several years, she is by no means a member of the Sima family.
He can move. Could his unusual behavior at this time be related to our incident?"
The young man in white sitting next to him has narrow eyes, a handsome face, and a slightly furrowed brow, giving people a scheming feeling. He is his second son Bai Ling.
Bai Ling also frowned and muttered: "This matter has reached the final moment, and there is no room for any mistakes! At this time, all disturbances must be treated with caution. Why don't we go to investigate immediately...
If there is any suspicion, appropriate measures must be taken immediately."
"slow!"
Lord Baishi nodded and was about to agree when he suddenly heard a faint man's voice coming from outside the door. When the two heard this, their faces showed joy. (To be continued)