"Kengkeng" The red and blue sword light wailed. Although the sword energy was sharp, it pierced straight into the Buddha seal to block the red lotus karmic fire, but the strong force in the Buddha seal still suppressed the sword light. The fight was dim, if the sword light hadn't been invisible, it might have broken long ago.
"Oh?" The old monk was taken aback for a moment, before he could figure out how Xiao Hua cracked his Red Lotus Karmic Fire, "Brush" But seeing the sound of water flowing on the old monk's bald head Suddenly, pieces of smallpox suddenly appeared, and these smallpox withered and shattered as soon as they appeared, as if a gust of wind blew past the old monk.
"Ah?" The old monk was shocked, and hurriedly slapped his chest with his backhand. A layer of Buddha's light emerged from his chest, covering his upper body firmly.
"It's a pity" Xiao Hua sighed secretly, just now he urged the Soul Stab Technique to sneak attack, but the old monk's Niwan Palace was actually protected. Although the flower was destroyed that day, the old monk did not suffer any damage.
However, even so, the old monk was shocked, and unconsciously became wary of this humble Confucian cultivator in front of him.
"Amitabha Buddha" The old monk proclaimed the Buddha's name, holding a flower in his right hand and said, "The world is full of spring flowers and autumn fruits. The flowers bloom and thank you every year. If you don't enter my pure land, you will have no sleep, no rest, no spring and autumn."
As the old monk waved his right hand, a breeze brought the Buddha's light to Xiao Hua, and the breeze overflowed like a water wave with the Buddha's light, and in this water wave, a small flower bloomed, and along with the Buddha's light During the flying, the smallpox slowly bloomed, and then slowly withered and withered! The smallpox is only a few hundred feet away from Xiao Hua, and the distance of hundreds of feet flashes by. Within these hundreds of feet, how many times the flowers germinated and withered that day is really the power of life and death of the Buddha Sect!
"Xiao Hua, hide quickly!" Murong Congyun in the distance independently urged the orb inscription to resist the alms bowl, it was quite difficult, with her strength of just stepping into the fifth rank of Yuanli, there was no way to help Xiao Hua anymore.
"Keng" Before Murong Congyun's exclamation disappeared, several sword lights flew out from the sword grid and stabbed at the ceiling. Although the sword light was sharp, but just after rushing into the Buddha light covered by the smallpox, the sword light immediately became slow, and then the beams of sword light were dispersed, but all the sword light turned into nothingness in a few breaths!
"Grandma, the methods of the Buddhist sect are starting to become weird when they reach a high level!" Xiao Hua narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking to himself, "Buddha and Bodhi are still in retreat, and the methods of the Buddhist sect Xiao can't compare with this old monk, and even Being able to deal with this monk is not suitable for use at this time. Compared with this strange method of Buddhism, it is the soul technique of soul cultivation, but Xiao has the realm of soul cultivation, but the soul technique is lacking!"
Thinking of this, a thought flashed in Xiao Hua's mind. Seeing that the smallpox was approaching, the compelling Buddha's light also covered him, layers of strange bubbles emerged from his skin, Xiao Hua opened his mouth , "Pfft" A mouthful of four-color zhenqi mixed with three lights rushed into the Buddha light!
"Brush" As if the spring breeze had blown by, the smallpox that had already begun to wither suddenly became energetic, the petals swelled one by one, and a stream of vitality came out from the smallpox, and the bubbles on Xiao Hua's skin It also disappeared instantly!
"Amitabha" The old monk was taken aback, the life and death of smallpox had escaped his control, and the power of life and death he was proud of had no effect under Xiao Hua's true energy, this was the first time he encountered it in his life.
"That's all" The old monk let out a sigh of vicissitudes of life, with a move of his right hand, the bowl fell into his hand, and with a wave of his left hand, a huge demon pestle appeared, and then the golden body of the old monk's Buddha statue suddenly withered, And the Demon Subduing Pestle fell lightly!
The Subduing Demon Pestle just fell, not to mention the sword grids where Xiao Hua and Murong Congyun were, even the several sword grids to the left were also shrouded, an inexplicable sense of horror emerged from Xiao Hua's heart! The Ruyi Stick in Xiao Hua's hand was unexpectedly heavy and unusually heavy, as if he couldn't even lift it.
"Oh, it's not good, could it be that the previous warning sign is here?" Xiao Hua was shocked, and seeing that Murong Congyun's six-character armor inscription could not be retracted in time, the Demon Subduing Pestle swung down, whether it was Yunxia or Jingsi, including those The inscriptions were all turned into fragments, the clouds and crystal silk disappeared, and the inscriptions fell into the orb! Fortunately, the orb was also refined by a Confucianist master, although it was beaten to nothing by the subduing magic pestle, it fell in front of Murong Congyun without being broken.
Murong Congyun bit his lips tightly, and while catching the orb, he moved his feet, "Om" A thick sword light shot up into the sky, but this sword light looked very powerful, but just after flying into the air, Like a candle, it was extinguished by the demon pestle.
"Grandma's" Seeing the full-strength blow of this Yuanli sixth-rank Buddhist sect master, Xiao Hua swallowed a mouthful of saliva unconsciously, needless to say, Xiao Hua really couldn't resist this blow at this time. If it is an unusual place, Xiao Hua can use the Thunder Escape Technique to escape, but at this time he has alreadyHow can he escape with the sword drawing in a circle? However, seeing the sword light propelled by Murong Congyun's feet, Xiao Hua suddenly had a sliver of understanding in his heart, "Since Murong Congyun can borrow the power of the sword map, why can't Xiao? And Xiao already knows how to transform swords, Of course you can't stand shoulder to shoulder with this old monk, but at least you can fight back!"
Thinking of this, the Subduing Demon Pestle was already close, Xiao Hua had no choice, he gritted his teeth, hurriedly put away the Ruyi stick, etc., and shouted: "Miss Murong, quickly put away your body, and hide under Xiao's sword Under the body!"
Under the power of the Subduing Demon Pestle, Xiao Hua's voice also seemed very ethereal. Murong Congyun didn't feel startled when he heard this, her body was also under the cover of the subduing magic pestle, it was already difficult to sustain, but now it happened to be pushed along the current, the body shrunk rapidly under the flow of true energy, and finally the inscriptions fell into Murong's body From within the top gate of the cloud!
"Buzz" Just as Murong retracted his body from the cloud, an extremely dazzling sword light flashed within the sword grid where the two were, and the sword patterns flowed like water waves, gathering at Xiao Hua's feet , and then even more like water flooding Xiao Hua's legs, the sword light overflowed from the soles of Xiao Hua's feet to his legs, and then quickly rose to his waist, and in the blink of an eye from Murong Congyun, Xiao Hua's dharma body completely melted Just a huge flying sword! This flying sword is firmly connected with the sword grid, and it looks like the sword pillar that pierced into the blood pool of the gods and demons earlier. It has the momentum of a sword soaring to the sky!
"Boom" Xiao Hua's sword body had just been formed, and the Subduing Demon Pestle had already fallen, it was still so light and fluttering, as if it had been struck down by a whisk, but the uncast strength hit Xiao Hua's sword body, and there was a huge roar The sound of sound sounded, and the invisible air wave suddenly lifted the Demon Subduing Pestle, and Xiao Hua's sword body "clicked" crisply, and the pieces of the sword flower disappeared invisible, under the dim sword light, Xiao Hua's physical body The upper dark golden color twisted crazily, and then it was contained within the surface layer, and the rest was the flesh and blood, and the white bones were exposed from the flesh and blood! Even under Xiao Hua's body, the previously unbreakable sword grid was now broken, and waves of blood gushed out from the broken place. Looking at Xiao Hua again, his eyes are closed tightly and his face is pale gold, and the sword body has not fully recovered to the flesh, and the whole figure falls towards the broken part of the sword grid!
"Xiao Hua" Murong Congyun screamed, and hurriedly waved his hand to grab Xiao Hua's sword, but at this moment, the Demon Subduing Pestle, which was blocked by Xiao Hua before, waved again, and the old man with blood flowing out from all seven orifices The monk, with a ferocious face, tried his best to swing the magic subduing pestle to hit Murong Congyun again! Murong Congyun was horrified, how dare he go to Gu Xiaohua? Hastily reached out and took out another imperial weapon to resist, but the current Murong Congyun couldn't resist the Subduing Demon Pestle at all, and Murong Congyun's imperial weapon under the Subduing Demon Pestle couldn't even give birth to Yunxia!
"You dare!" Seeing that the situation was extremely critical, when Murong Congyun was about to die, a roar came from a distance, and immediately after that, an almost substantial pillar of arrogance rushed towards him!
"Boom" There was a loud noise, and the Demon Subduing Pestle, which was far less powerful than before, was suddenly knocked into the air by this mighty air column. The old monk's body trembled a few times, and blood and tears flowed from his eyes!
"Fourteenth Uncle" Seeing Murong Junpeng flying towards him, Murong Congyun shouted anxiously, "Come on me!"
"It's okay" Murong Junpeng flew into the air and called, "Yun'er, hold on for a while, Seventh Uncle and the others will be here soon!"
"Okay!" Murong Congyun was shocked when she heard that the seventh uncle was coming, but when she looked at where Xiao Hua was before, blood mist gushed out from the sword grid, where is Xiao Hua's figure?
"Ka" Murong Junpeng's figure fell on the edge of the sword grid, waving the inscription in his hand, the sword light on the sword grid flashed rapidly, but in a moment it filled up the place where Xiao Hua fell into the blood pool, and then, look Glancing at Murong Congyun, he said with regret, "It's a pity! This Xiao Hua is really a talent! The old man looked from a distance, he can actually resist the sixth-rank upper-level Buddhist protector of Yuanli, more than enough to be a guest of my Murong family .¡±
"Well, speaking of it, Xiao Hua also died to save me" Murong Congyun was a little disappointed, "If I knew this, I should have let Uncle Sixteen come!"
"Old Sixteen?" Murong Junpeng sneered, "He is stronger than Xiao Hua, but you can guarantee that he can work as hard as Xiao Hua when he comes! Do you think that Seventh Uncle arranged it blindly? Besides, Xiao Hua After all, he is an outsider, if the old sixteen fell here, the seventh uncle would not be able to explain to the clan, you met Xiao Hua can only be said to be your luck."
"Oh, that's true!" Murong Congyun said, looking at the fallen magic pestle in the distance, the old monk had just grabbed it, and there was a sword light stabbing at the sword grid next to it, and the old monk had no time to attack when he was protecting himself kill yourself.
However, at this very moment, Murong Congyun suddenly spotted an extremely hidden Buddha's light from the corner of Yun's eyes, flying towards the sword mark, and she hurriedly called out: "Uncle Fourteen, on the left arm" (Remember Website URL: www.hlnovel.com