The golden-armed monk looked coldly at the two of Yushan Lao Dao and Meishan Lao Dao on the opposite side, and rubbed the pair of "Blood Shadow Soul Chasing Swords" in his hand back and forth. With a clattering sound, the pair of Blood Shadow Soul Chasing Swords turned into a mass of scrap metal in his hands, and then threw them on the ground.

On the Blood Shadow Soul Chasing Sword, a wisp of divine soul sent by Yushan Lao Dao and Meishan Lao Dao was also destroyed.

Yushan Lao Dao and Meishan Lao Dao's faces were ugly for a while, and they quickly reached out and tapped on the acupoints in their hearts, before they could barely endure the severe pain in their souls.

Meishan Lao Dao showed a look of fear on his face, took half a step back, half hid behind Yu Shan Lao Dao, and said in a low voice: "Senior brother, this person is really a golden-armed monk, otherwise who else can do this." However, the previous Zhang San hid in the ghost banner and did not come out. Or is Zhang San the golden-armed monk, and the golden-armed monk is Zhang San?"

As he spoke, Meishan Lao Dao swept the black ghost flag that was still poking at the ground not far away with his eyes, and then pointed to the opposite side and said loudly: "Who are you?"

The golden-armed monk ignored the two of them, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and then his body turned into a phantom and disappeared in place.

The next moment, the tall body of the golden-armed monk appeared in front of Yushan Lao Dao like King Kong descending.

Although Yu Shan Lao Dao had just been injured, he was still very vigilant. He pointed to the ground on his toes, his body was like an arrow, and he shot backwards. At the same time, he pinched the mantra with both hands and silently recited the mantra in his heart. In an instant, Yu Shan Lao Dao's face turned red like foie gras.

Suddenly, the clothes on his back tore from the inside, and with a snort, a pair of huge white wings suddenly grew out of his back, which was the crane blood secret technique he was good at.

As soon as the wings were spread, the speed of Yushan Laodao's escape was more than twice as fast.

Seeing this, the golden-armed monk suddenly grew his mouth, his cheeks were raised, and then he spit out hard in the direction of the retreat of the old road of Zhun Yu Mountain, and a golden talisman shot out of his mouth.

With a "poof", the talisman exploded, and a diamond chain of a length of several feet appeared in the golden mist.

Without stopping for a moment, the golden-armed monk walked towards the opposite Yushan Lao Dao with one hand. The diamond chain turned into a little golden light and disappeared in place, and in the next moment, it was wrapped around the body of Yushan Lao Dao.

The figure of Yu Shan Lao Dao suddenly fell from mid-air. Seeing that he was caught by the other party's tricks, he was shocked that his pupils contracted and his face was bloodless. In a panic, he pinched his hands and tried to break free from the chains of the vajra.

"Wow!"

Yu Shan Lao Dao let out a strange scream, and his body suddenly swelled again, and the originally wide Dao robe outside his body was broken by his round figure, and there was an extra layer of white feathers on his exposed skin, which seemed to be a greater change in the Crane Blood Secret Technique.

"Boom. "The vajra shackles that originally bound him were broken inch by inch.

At the moment when Yushan Laodao's body paused, the golden-armed monk came to Yushan Laodao in an arrow step, and he stretched out his left hand to grab it, clamped Yushan Laodao's neck, and then lifted it upward.

Yu Shan Lao Dao suddenly hung in the air on the soles of his feet, and hurriedly tried to break the other party's arms with both hands. But he felt a powerful imprisoning force, like a line of fire, through the meridians on his neck, directly locking his body.

Yu Shan's old Dao Gong's body was weak, and he could no longer extract a single point of mana, his body quickly dried up like a deflated ball, and the wings on his back and the white feathers on his body disappeared.

"Senior brother, save ......." I haven't said the word yet. The golden runes on the golden arm monk's arms flowed, and then a circle of pale golden energy visible to the naked eye dispersed, and the big hand that clamped the old road of Yushan suddenly became thicker again.

Yushan Lao Dao's whole person was like a prey bitten by a fierce tiger's neck, and his body hung down weakly, and he lost consciousness in an instant.

"Quack, quack. ”

The white crane bird spirit pet behind Yushan Lao Dao, seeing that the master was in danger, let out an angry chirp, fluttered a pair of wings vigorously, spun a strong wind, flew up, and waved a long beak as sharp as a sword and pecked at the golden-armed monk.

This white crane spirit bird, which seems to have a gentle appearance, is a real fierce spirit bird, and it usually feeds on python spirit insects and tigers and leopards.

The white bird drew a white shadow in mid-air, but the target was the eye of the golden-armed monk. Like ordinary people, the eyes are also the weakest part of a cultivator's body.

The golden-armed monk didn't dodge, his right arm reached out, and he slapped it out.

"Buzz!"

The palm wind condensed, and a golden palm shadow the size of a zhang slapped firmly on the white bird's body.

The white crane spirit bird that was impacted was shot ten feet away, and with a "bang", it fell to the ground, its muscles and bones were shattered, and its white feathers were stained red with blood.

"Gah. Shiratori let out the last breath held in his neck and remained motionless.

It's a long story, but it's a breath or two.

The old man of Meishan on the side saw it completely in his eyes, he wanted to save his senior brother, but after seeing the strength shown by the golden-armed monk, he instinctively hesitated in his heart, this guy is so strong, should I save my senior brother, or take the opportunity to escape?

When Meishan Lao Dao saw that the white crane bird was just a photo, and was slapped to death by the golden-armed monk, he knew that it was difficult for him to escape. I scolded in my heart: "You thief monk, in front of me, the president of the Meishan Animal Protection Association, torture and kill such a cute little animal, and there is no compassion taught by the Buddha, which is unbearable." ”

Meishan Lao Dao raised his eyes and looked at Yu Shan Lao Dao, who was clamped by the big hand of the golden-armed monk, there was no pity in his eyes, and he secretly thought in his heart: "Senior brother, your death in this bald hand today can only mean that you are unlucky, and I will continue the inheritance of his old man." ”

The mind has been decided, and the wide cuffs of Meishan Lao Road shook, and a snow-white jade rabbit was conjured from it. This jade rabbit is only the size of a fist, and its whole body is snow-white, without a single stray hair, and even a pair of eyes are white.

Meishan Lao Dao's face was hideous, regardless of it, he grabbed a pair of long ears of the jade rabbit and lifted it, and when he raised his head, he actually stuffed the fist-sized jade rabbit into his mouth. His eyes bulged out, his throat bulged, and he swallowed it raw.

This jade rabbit is secretly raised by the old road of Meishan, and I don't know how many elixirs he has fed on weekdays, and his senior brother Yushan old road of the white crane spirit bird, its flesh and blood have long been refined into a rare supplement.

The teachers of Yushan Lao Dao and Meishan Lao Dao are good at using spirit beasts and birds as a great supplement. The tenet of this sect is "Six, Six, Six, Eat a piece of meat, eat what you eat, and make up for something". To this day, its concept has also influenced the food concepts of many mortal realms in Qingzhou. Therefore, many wild spirit animals and spirit birds in Qingzhou have been endangered by people. And Meishan Lao Dao stood up and established a Meishan Animal Protection Association, which appointed himself president. Secretly, but he is also the Lord of what he sees and eats.

In an instant, Meishan Lao Dao's soul power actually recovered a lot.

It's too late, it's too soon.

Meishan Lao Dao's body was twisted at an incredible angle like a spirit snake, but it was just a flicker, without making a sound, and even the spiritual power fluctuations were hidden to almost nothing.

The next moment, the old road of Meishan had already circled the back of the golden-armed monk, and there was an extra dagger in his hand.

Meishan Lao Dao's eyes were full of murder, he jumped up suddenly, held the handle of the dagger with both hands, looked at the back of the golden-armed monk's heart, and stabbed it hard.

Seeing that he was about to succeed, the old man of Meishan felt a burst of joy in his heart: "Hehe, do you know that my Meishan Animal Protection Association is actually an assassination organization? Your bald arms have cultivated the method that Vajra is not bad, and I will dig out your heart to see if it is also Vajra is not bad. ”

At this critical moment, the figure of Meishan Lao Dao's sneak attack seemed to be frozen, and the dagger in his hand was only an inch away from the back of the golden-armed monk's heart. The sharp edge of the dagger even cut a small opening in the back of the Golden Arm Monk's heart, revealing the bronzed skin underneath.

He looked down at his heart, a sharp object had come out of his body, and the blood stained his clothes red, and he didn't even feel a trace of pain, but his body was as soft as cotton, and he had no strength at all. He was so shocked that a pair of eyeballs were about to fall out of their sockets.

"Assassination? I, Zhang San, am the most powerful assassin in the entire Northern Regions, and there is no one. A cold word came from behind the old road of Meishan.

Zhang San, who had a pair of small eyes like soybeans, was already standing there silently, holding a short sword as thin as a cicada's wing, almost translucent, in his right hand that penetrated directly into the back of the heart of Meishan Lao Dao.

Zhang San pulled out the invisible sword from the back of Meishan Lao Dao expressionlessly, and there was not a trace of blood red on the blade, and the sword light flashed, and it was hidden again by him who didn't know what method to use. Then he said solemnly: "I have already told you before, I will make an exception today to kill two people at a time." ”

With a "poof", Meishan Lao Dao's body fell to the ground like a dead tree, and he died with a whimper.

Zhang San's right hand flicked continuously, and two white spiritual fires shot out. One of the white spiritual fires fell on the corpse of the old road of Meishan, and the other fell on the corpse of the white crane. Two white flames rose in an instant, and after a moment, they did not leave a trace.

Zhang San came to the "Golden Arm Monk", looked at Yu Shan Lao Dao, who was still clamped in the hands of the Golden Arm Monk, and said coldly: "Although the strength of this guy before his death is a little worse, at least he is still half dead, and it is good to be my ghost slave like this." ”

When the words fell, Zhang San made a move with his right hand, and the black ghost flag that poked the ground came to his hand.

Then, on top of the ghost flag, a jet-black ghost mist suddenly erupted, enveloping the golden-armed monk and the old Dao of Yushan together. When the ghost fog dissipated, the bodies of both disappeared, and it seemed that they were taken by the ghost banner in Zhang San's hand.

Zhang San gently waved the ghost flag in his hand and said in a low voice: "Senior brother, I have found another person to be your companion, so that you will not be bored." ”

After that, Zhang San looked back and forth, and with a wave of his cuffs, a ghost wind swept out, and the traces of the previous fight were handled dry and quiet.

After doing all this, he opened his mouth, and the ghost banner became smaller and was swallowed by it.

Subsequently, a dark mist rose from Zhang San's body surface, and as soon as the fog converged, Zhang San's appearance had already changed into the appearance of the "Yushan Old Road".

"Hey, hey. Who is the next person who will be killed by me?" Zhang San, who had the appearance of "Yushan Old Dao", smiled coldly, argued the direction, and swaggered out in one direction.