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Chapter 1080

The alms monk's mentality became more relaxed, and he began to hesitate a little. Should he pass or not?

In the past, would Junior Brother Yehang think that he was here to pick up some bargains? By then, we are both from the same lineage of Buddhism, and it would be bad to leave any little knots in our hearts.

If you don't go through, what if the sword cultivator counterattacks? Or maybe you disrupt the rhythm of Junior Brother Yehang?

The alms monk has indeed rich experience, and he has a good grasp of human hearts. His experience in the world of mortals has made him very clear that there are some things that even a monk cannot ignore. Human relationships are also a great way!

Just hesitating and embarrassed, he suddenly discovered that their position seemed to be close to point three!

In other words, their current location is already a full hour away from point four!

Isn’t it a little too far to walk?

Just when he finally couldn't help but be filled with doubts, the air in front suddenly started to violently stir. Merits, killings, five elements, and stars were all mixed together, entangled with each other, repelling each other, and devouring each other!

It gets more and more intense!

The alms monk didn't hesitate anymore and quickly rushed to grab him. He knew very well what such fierceness meant, which meant that the two sides had begun a showdown! Although Junior Brother Yehang's meritorious realm has always had a significant advantage, the sword cultivator's desperate struggle in the world of cultivation

They are all famous, it is difficult to say whether any unexpected accidents will happen during the life and death battle!

This is a good opportunity for him to get close. He can suddenly appear to control the field without arousing the resentment of his junior brother!

As he rushed forward, before he could see the two people fighting, a long river of sword light was already hanging upside down. More than two hundred thousand sword lights filled the space around him. The pressure was so great that he could not breathe for a moment.

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He thought of magical powers and created a clone, but the rain of flying swords made all his efforts illusory. It also takes time to create a clone, even if this time is very short, just a moment, but a moment is still time!

He knew very well that even a moment could not be saved under such a density of flying swords. If he dared to create a clone, the short casting time would cause his true identity to be shattered by the flying sword!

He only has one thought now, do his best to block the critical strike of the flying sword! There is a time limit for such an explosion of hope in the sword cultivator, and it cannot last long!

Yes, he no longer placed his hope in his junior brother Ye Hang! This was simply a trap! When more than two hundred thousand sword lights rolled in crazily, he understood that this was a scene directed and performed by the cunning sword cultivator.

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There is only one person in the audience, and he is the alms monk!

How did the sword cultivator achieve such a realistic evolution of merit and virtue that even a Buddhist like him was deceived? This question is no longer important! The important thing is, how to avoid this disaster now!

His position is very awkward. He is right on point three, and there is still an hour away from point four. If he chooses to fight and escape at the same time, this time will be even longer. With the sword in front of him,

With the strength shown in the training, he simply couldn't survive that long!

So he didn't run away at all! He just chose to fight on the spot! As for whether to throw away Ji Yan in exchange for escape, he never thought about it!

Among Buddhists, there are those who are selfish like Yehang, and there are also those who are willing to contribute to the great cause of Buddhism like the alms monks!

He still overestimated himself! His defense was far from as strong as he thought, and the burst of swordsmanship was far longer than he thought. Moreover, the sword light was still increasing! The Tao realm was also increasing!

There are different Taoist powers hidden in more than two hundred thousand sword lights, which makes his defense very difficult, because it is difficult for him to find the corresponding and most suitable response method!

He has no clairvoyance! And even if he has clairvoyance, senior brother Yin, what can he do in this kind of crushing by pure hard power? So what if he sees through it? He has to take action to deal with it!

The body was quickly covered with scars. Even with the toughness of the Buddha's body, he could not endure such endless destruction for a long time. There was no time to recover or even a chance to swallow the pill!

But he is still persisting! It is a belief, even if it means death, he will die in the battle!

At the last moment, he finally understood deeply why so many Taoists fell into disgrace in front of the sword cultivator! They all attacked the sword rain from a distance, and people outside the sword rain, even with this completely overwhelming advantage, this cunning sword cultivator could not

His ever-changing figure never stopped, making him unable to catch the target even if he wanted to die together!

Shenzutong still can't get out! The sword rain is getting denser! It's so dense that everything that comes out will be immediately devastated!

He has a clear understanding of his destiny! The only thing he still doesn't understand is why Junior Brother Yehang, who is good at meritorious deeds, failed so easily and couldn't even persist for a moment!

He couldn't even use his magical powers, but he could barely hold on for a moment! What happened?

As a result, the monk's unyielding will made it to the end. The monk did not wait for any surprises and surprises. Yehang did not appear! Neither did Liaoyin! The sword light was still surging! And his strength had been exhausted!

A failed hunt! It was not a mistake in tactics, but a misjudgment of the target. They thought they were hunting a wild wolf, but in the end they found a ferocious tiger!

If I had known this was the case, even if I beat him to death, I wouldn't have separated the three of them!

Before he died, the alms monk looked at him disdainfully, "You are not a swordsman, you are an actor!"

... Lou Xiaoyi stretched out his hand and took out the ownerless Ji Eye floating in the void, sighing in his heart!

Although I respect him very much, it does not delay his determination to kill him at all! Seeking benevolence will lead to benevolence, and sending the monk on his way is the greatest respect for him!

This is the world of cultivation, there is no right or wrong!

The body slowly floats forward. He needs to recover the huge loss of mana as soon as possible before returning to point four! It is difficult to easily win against such an opponent, and in order to make the performance realistic, it also consumed a lot of money.

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This battle verified his idea that even with magical powers, he could be forced back and die inexplicably!

Any means, whether it is magical powers, secret spells, forbidden arts, treasures, monsters, etc., all have time requirements for execution! As long as your sword is dense enough and heavy enough, you can suppress your opponent's swords in all directions.

Execute, this is the meaning of flying sword attack!

Grab it till you die!

The alms monk was confused! He was still hesitating to decide what method to take when he saw the battlefield, but he didn't know that for a monk, always staying vigilant is the most important thing!

Because his play is realistic enough?

The monk before his death was very disdainful, and Lou Xiaoyi was equally disdainful!

Do you look down on a sword cultivator like him? What kind of sword cultivator monks do you like?

They must like the most like the stupid young man who still shouts for fierce battle in the face of three opponents! The spirit of the swordsman who refuses to give in! The attitude of fighting that would rather die than surrender!

If sword cultivators were like that, the inheritance of sword veins would have been discontinued long ago!

Ever since the alms monk and his clairvoyant senior brother joined forces, he has no right to say this!

The real atmosphere is that three monks each occupy a seat and wait for others to challenge! This is the style of ancient cultivators!

If this is the case, Lou Xiaoyi may not be able to do it!


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