Amidst the low and continuous chanting, a faint golden light appeared on the young monk's body.
It's not pure gold.
But mixed with pink.
contradiction.
weird.
There are even some absurdities.
It was obviously a 'rebirth curse' that should be solemn, but it gave Feng Feiyu a charming feeling, as if Su Niang was hugging him and whispering softly in his ear.
What was said, I couldn't hear clearly.
But he just felt very good.
Really good.
It's a feeling of being close to each other and talking to each other from the bottom of our hearts.
Unconsciously, Feng Feiyu's mind was affected.
He tried hard to hear clearly what Su Niang was saying to him.
He even wanted to turn around and look at Su Niang.
Thinking this way, Feng Feiyu did the same thing.
Just when he turned his head, he felt a chill on the tip of his nose.
It's a piece of sauced elbow pork.
I don't know when, it stuck to the tip of his nose.
The sauced pork belly slid down smoothly, and Feng Feiyu subconsciously opened her mouth and chewed it twice.
Tender yet chewy.
It was made by Su Niang herself.
Su Niang?
Um?!
Feng Feiyu blinked and came back to his senses instantly.
He didn't turn around and waved his palms repeatedly.
Bang bang bang!
A series of air-splitting palms were like an airtight net, covering the young monk behind him.
But it’s the same as before.
It's no use.
Or to be precise, it's not as good as before.
At least the monk's robe was 'touched' before, but this time, it didn't move at all.
The young monk, whose whole body was bathed in a mixture of gold and powder, glanced at Feng Feiyu in surprise, and then sighed slightly.
"Isn't it good to die in happiness?"
The tone was full of compassion, but in Feng Feiyu's eyes, it was shuddering.
Because, at this time, shadows began to appear next to the young monk wearing moon-white monk robes.
Those are women with graceful figures.
The face may be pure, sweet, or tempting, just to name a few.
But each one is enough to make people sigh the beauty of time.
But when you have such a thought, the face suddenly turns into a skeleton without any skin, and only the skeleton of the graceful figure is left slowly shaking.
Fear rose from the bottom of my heart.
But as if to soothe the fear in your heart, these skeletons once again turned into pink beauties.
But the next moment, the skeleton reappeared.
Despair is not terrible.
The scary thing is that you see hope when you are in despair, and then you fall into despair again.
The scariest thing in the world is this.
And the scene in front of me was like this.
The only good thing is that Feng Feiyu is determined. Except for being confused by Su Niang at first, the rest of the time is normal.
He frowned and looked at the young monk surrounded by shadows.
The other party is still out of touch.
But a layer of black filled the monk's eyes, covering the entire eyeball.
Not to mention the black evil.
It's also heart-wrenching.
Feng Feiyu's ears were no longer the soft whispers before, but instead turned into bursts of strange roars that sounded like thunder.
roar!
There was a sound.
Feng Feiyu took a step back.
roar!
Two blasts rang out.
Feng Feiyu's mouth was bleeding.
roar!
Three rings sounded.
Feng Feiyu collapsed on the ground, relying on his hands to hold the bench tightly, so that he did not fall to the ground in the true sense.
At this time, Feng Feiyu's face was pale.
He knew that there was a gap between himself and the real masters of 'Martial Arts and Gods'.
However, he never thought that the gap was so big.
It got to the point where the other party didn't actually take action and he lost.
As if he had guessed what Feng Feiyu was thinking, the young monk shook his head.
"Mr. Feng, please don't belittle yourself. I have already used the technique just now. It was the lion's roar technique that I learned from the Dalin Temple. Then, I incorporated it into my own 'Happiness Zen', which is divided into 'Tiannu Wen' and 'Tiannu Wen'."
'Rakshasa'.
Mr. Feng, if you can survive the ‘Tiannu Question’, you are already among the best among those who have touched the ‘acupoint’.”
His tone was sincere, and his demeanor was full of indescribable admiration.
Even as an enemy, Feng Feiyu felt 'sincerity' in this young monk.
Very weird.
He is obviously an enemy, but you can feel the sincerity from him.
However, soon, malice struck.
The young monk stared at Feng Feiyu with his dark eyes and shook his head.
"It's a pity that you will still die if Mr. Feng catches you."
As he spoke, the young monk raised his hand.
call!
The wind is stirring.
There was dust all around and branches and leaves were flying around.
A five-meter-tall shadow appeared behind the monk.
The shadow is gold on the left and pink on the right.
She has a golden border, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a slightly curly bun.
A skeleton with pink edges and a ferocious horn.
He is exactly half Bodhisattva and half evil ghost.
The Bodhisattva on the left pinched his fingers and put them on his chest, while the evil ghost on the right raised his hand and hit Feng Feiyu.
The huge palm seemed to cover the sun and the moon, covering Feng Feiyu who fell to the ground.
Feng Feiyu did not sit still and wait for death.
He raised his hand and hit himself in the heart.
Bang!
Amidst the muffled sound, the blood in my heart completely boiled.
The qi and blood in the whole body are like ignited gasoline.
call!
With such unbridled energy, a layer of white smoke rose up around Feng Feiyu's body.
Feng Feiyu, who fell to the ground, stood up in a jiffy, waving his palms repeatedly.
Bang bang bang!
Continuous air splitting palm force was shot out from both hands.
The huge palm that hit his head slowed down.
The young monk glanced at Feng Feiyu in surprise.
"'Blood Burning Technique'?
well.
Why bother.
The outcome will not change."
The monk sighed.
The 'Blood Burning Technique' used to be the unique secret technique of the 'Blood Demon', but when he was defeated by the 'One Emperor', the 'Blood Demon' once used this secret technique to escape. Then, he was defeated by the 'One Emperor' based on what he saw.
Smell it and push it out.
It may not be as powerful as the original 'Blood Burning Technique', but it has also become one of ordinary people's trump cards.
As the eyes, ears and right-hand man of the ‘One Emperor’.
Both ‘Six Gates’ and ‘Ouchi’ have obtained this secret technique.
Many people will choose to practice this secret art.
After all, no one knows when it will be used.
Although the cost of using this secret technique is extremely high, you still have to fight to survive.
What if he survives?
"The outcome is not decided by you!
I earned it!"
Feng Feiyu said this.
Hearing such words, the young monk laughed.
There is no sarcasm, nor is it ridicule.
It’s just the helpless smile that one shows after seeing an overestimating ant trying to challenge an elephant.
With such a smile, the monk who only used one part of his strength added another.
Buzz!
There was a tremor, and the huge skeletal palm pressed down.
Feng Feiyu, who seemed to have blocked the movement of his giant palm, turned pale again and was about to spurt out a mouthful of blood.
However, Feng Feiyu swallowed it hard.
then--
Bang!
He slapped his chest again.
The ‘Blood Burning Technique’ was used for the second time.
The young monk was startled and looked straight at Feng Feiyu with his dark eyes.
After performing the 'Blood Burning Technique' once, even a great master who touches the 'acupoint' will have to stay in bed to recuperate and rely on large medicines to regulate the body and replenish qi and blood.
If you are not careful, you will suffer irreversible injuries.
And perform the 'Blood Burning Technique' twice in a short period of time?
That means certain death.
The essence and blood are completely burned, and the muscles, bones, and skin can all be used as fuel.
Not only will he die, he will die miserably.
The whole process was extremely painful.
Most people wouldn't choose it at all.
In fact, the purpose of performing the 'Blood Burning Technique' is to escape.
Very few people will truly fight for their lives.
The young monk had never been seen before.
This was the first time he saw it.
Feeling the pressure from his palms, the young monk increased his strength.
"The arrest of Mr. Feng really surprised the young monk.
For this accident, the young monk was willing to let the female benefactor in the tavern and Mr. Feng be buried together.
Of course.
It was after the monk had enjoyed it."
The young monk spoke slowly.
This seems like a great reward.
If we go by what the young monk has done in the past, this is indeed a great reward.
Because he usually kills violently.
Even the body is incomplete.
Feng Feiyu had read those files and knew this.
He knew that the young monk was telling the truth, but because of this, he became even more angry.
Is there anything that makes a man feel angry than being unable to protect his woman?
No.
For a man, being unable to protect his woman is not only a simple anger, but also the greatest shame in life.
No hesitation!
Bang!
Feng Feiyu slapped his chest again.
The ‘Blood Burning Technique’ was activated for the third time.
This time, Feng Feiyu's skin burned.
Not an ordinary flame.
It's a raging flame of essence and blood.
The young monk shook his head again.
"You can survive two 'Blood Burning Techniques' for a moment and a half, but three 'Blood Burning Techniques' and you will be burned to death on the spot by the burning blood essence."
"Before I die! I also want to make you look good!"
With such a roar, Feng Feiyu rushed towards the young monk and struck out with a palm.
Bang!
With a vigorous palm strike, the golden-pink glow around the young monk trembled.
Bang!
With another palm, the golden-pink light began to tremble continuously.
If you take another palm, you will definitely gain more.
But there is no third palm.
After two palms, Feng Feiyu's skin and muscles had been burned away, leaving only a skeleton and some internal organs. Being able to stand without falling to the ground was already a sign of Feng Feiyu's tenacity.
In the tavern, Su Niang looked at the figure whose whole body was on fire and gently picked up the scissors placed in the drawer.
She has already made preparations.
Feng Feiyu died.
She followed him to death.
It won't change.
No more hesitation.
Su Niang stared at the flames at the door, and put the scissors in her hand to the side of her neck.
She glanced at the back with nostalgia and was about to stab her neck.
But at this moment, something unexpected happened——
With only the skeleton and some internal organs left, Feng Feiyu's breathing muscles grew back.
It's like magic.
No.
Yes, a miracle.
Su Niang looked at this scene in disbelief.
The young monk was stunned.
Feng Feiyu himself was a little at a loss. He just felt a steady stream of vitality rushing out of his heart, rushing into his exhausted body like the Yangtze River and the sea.
Every time you breathe, surging vitality fills your body.
The burned-out energy and blood returned to its peak in an instant.
even,
A little more than that.
what happened?
Feng Feiyu asked himself.
However, no one told him what happened.
But one thing he knew.
He wants to kill the monk in front of him!
Bang!
Another palm.
The two palms before this palm watch must be effective.
The golden-pink light swayed without saying anything, and the monk even took a step back.
first!
After fighting Feng Feiyu, the young monk retreated.
Not only did he retreat, he also looked at Feng Feiyu in surprise.
After the young monk quickly distanced himself from Feng Feiyu, he struck down the shadow behind him with a palm.
This palm is no longer a three-pointer.
Instead, he put in a lot of effort.
The scene in front of him made the young monk feel that everything was beyond his imagination.
Naturally, you have to go all out.
boom!
The giant palm fell.
Feng Feiyu only had time to make a supporting movement before he was smashed to pieces. The huge force turned Feng Feiyu's flesh and blood into a ball of blood mist.
Seeing this scene, the young monk breathed a sigh of relief.
"Although I don't know what backup plan you left behind when Mr. Feng captured your head, the gap in strength cannot be made up by one or two trump cards. Unfortunately, I originally planned to leave you with a complete corpse..."
The young monk's sigh suddenly stopped.
Surprise appeared in his dark eyes.
I saw Feng Feiyu, who had turned into a ball of blood mist, recovered again.
Standing there alive.
Same as before.
No!
The qi and blood are a little stronger.
"'Blood Demon'!"
Seeing this scene, the young monk blurted out a title.
But then the monk himself began to shake his head.
Although the scene in front of me looks very similar to the 'Blood Demon Rebirth Method' of the 'Blood Demon', it does not have the slightest bit of blood evil aura, let alone the slightest evil aura.
All it has is abundant vitality!
What's going on?
The young monk was puzzled.
Then there was another slap.
Facing this palm, Feng Feiyu did not dodge.
He also knew that he couldn't escape at all.
He slapped his chest very simply.
The fourth ‘Blood Burning Technique’.
At the same time, the giant palm fell, and Feng Feiyu was once again shot into blood mist.
However, just like before, Feng Feiyu returned to his original state in just one breath.
Moreover, the fourth ‘Blood Burning Technique’ worked.
After the thick qi and blood were ignited, Feng Feiyu's strength began to improve by leaps and bounds. The purple-clothed chief of the first six doors who touched the 'acupoint' could clearly sense the surging vitality and the continuous flow of qi and blood.
, is filling his 'acupoint'.
As long as he is given enough time, he is sure to fill up the 'hole'.
Then, he became another 'martial arts master' at the pinnacle.
But at this moment, Feng Feiyu didn't think about this at all.
His thoughts never changed.
Just kill the monk in front of you and protect Su Niang.
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boom!
The huge palm smashed down, and Feng Feiyu supported himself for a while before being beaten to death.
Then, resurrection.
Slap the chest and perform the ‘Blood Burning Technique’ for the fifth time.
But it could only be blocked for a moment.
The sixth ‘Blood Burning Technique’ without hesitation!
Then, the seventh time!
The eighth time!
The ninth time!
After nine times of the 'Blood Burning Technique', Feng Feiyu's strength was raised to an extreme.
That surging vitality is continuously transformed into Qi and blood.
Part of it burns.
The other part is filled with the 'acupoints'.
Gurgling!
The sound of water flowing sounded in his ears.
That was the sound of the power of Qi and blood turning into rivers and filling the acupoints.
That was the sound of the hole being filled.
The young monk sensed such a change, and his calm face suddenly became tense.
He shouted -
"Don't take action yet!"
With a shout, ten figures appeared from hidden corners and rushed towards Feng Feiyu.
At the same time, a piece of blood mist suddenly fell from the sky.
Not the front yard.
But...
backyard.
The blood mist that appears quietly is about to cover the backyard.
At this time, two rays of light appeared.
A cold, cold light.
A bright light.
The former is sad, pure, and seems to have endless pain of lovesickness, but it is also sharp and cold. It is a sword light that integrates its own emotions into the sword's intention.
The latter is much simpler.
overbearing!
As soon as it comes out, it will die.
Life-threatening tyranny.
There is no room for slowdown.
There is only death.
Under the flanking attack between the two, the blood mist that just appeared was shattered into pieces, leaving only a sound——
