Although Chen Xuanyi said that he was a little breathing, his eyes were resolute, and the five fingers on the hilt of the seven-star sword were still strong, although my physical strength was exhausted and my calves were a little weak, my body was fine.

Looking at the straight-through horn again, this old boy has been so frightened by me that he began to doubt his life, the corners of his mouth were bleeding profusely, his face was miserable, and he was a little miserable, vomiting blood, while screaming, "This is impossible...... It's impossible, why can you beat me, why?"

Shicai palmed each other three times, and his secret spell was forcibly broken by me, not only the magnificent Buddha power was gone, but he was also eaten by the secret method, his face was thin, like a withered ghost, and his two eye sockets were also deeply sunken, becoming extremely hideous and weird.

I sneered, "Even a person like you is worthy of using the Buddhist mantra to attract the great power of the Buddha? This is the Buddha's punishment for you, so you can do it yourself!"

Looking at the breeze on the other side, this Maoshan traitor was also gray at this time, and the blood on his thighs was surging, staining a large number of ice walls.

His ghost control technique had been forcibly cracked by Chen Xuanyi, and even the infinite ghost power surrounding his body had been hit hard, and at this time, he was only standing on one leg, like a turkey with a severed leg, and his face was extremely cold.

At this time, the victory and defeat had been divided, and the little Taoist aunt Ding Min came over with her injured chest, stood beside me and Chen Xuanyi, and said proudly to Qingfeng, "How about it, I said, you must not be able to escape Maoshan's sanction." ”

She was proud, as if she had defeated her opponent, and that arrogant attitude made me and Chen Xuanyi quite dissatisfied, but at this time, I didn't have time to stop her, so I quickly took the time to quickly recover the physical strength consumed.

In the battle of suitable talents, Chen Xuanyi and I did not win easily, and the situation was still very unfriendly to the two of us.

Both Zhitong Lama and Qingfeng have been defeated, but there are not only these two black-clothed monks who surround us, and secondly, there is an old lama in the cave who has entered the realm of cultivation and is as strong as a tiger, and that is the person who really makes me and Chen Xuanyi feel desperate.

Sure enough, this little Dao Gu was still proudly pointing out the rivers and mountains, but in the depths of the ice cave, there was a faint cough, Chen Xuan and I exploded in a pore, and turned our heads to look, but saw an old monk in black with a yellow and thin face, looking like a ghost, holding a golden bowl in his hand, standing there expressionlessly.

"It's coming!"

As soon as this black-clothed old lama monk appeared, it immediately brought me and Chen Xuanyi countless pressures.

Under this thin figure, there is a cold momentum like a tiger.

The old lama's face was calm, first he swept his eyes on me and Chen Xuan, and then lightly shifted his gaze, and then fixed on Zhitong Lama and Qingfeng, shook his head, his face was full of disappointment, "The old monk spent decades of time cultivating a few disciples, and I thought that you would fight for the black sect, and not teach outsiders to underestimate us, who knows, today it was a miserable defeat in the hands of two posteriors in the rivers and lakes, let me be a master, how can I be embarrassed?"

Hearing this, both Lama Zhitong and Qingfeng were trembling, and hurriedly lowered their heads, revealing extremely frightened expressions.

The black-clothed old monk did not continue to scold them, but calmly shifted his gaze, looked at me and Chen Xuanyi again, nodded and smiled, and said Old monk Hongyue, I am really fortunate to have a glimpse of the demeanor of the two young heroes today.

I smiled, forcibly endured the real sense of emptiness coming from the dantian, and said that the Zen master was polite, so to say, we two brothers are not heroes in the Central Plains, but they are just third-rate goods who roam the rivers and lakes, and I can't afford your praise.

In fact, I am not arrogant in what I say, there are so many cultivators in the Central Plains, there are many sects, and various sects have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

Zen Master Hongyue continued to smile, shook his head, and said that the two of you are too modest, and you can defeat my two disciples at the same time, this is not something that everyone can do, although the old monk has not been to the rivers and lakes for decades, but for the Central Plains sect, there is still some understanding, I don't know who you are and where you come from, can you tell me?

I said calmly, "Lin family, Lin Feng!"

Chen Xuanyi said, "Poor Dao Laojun Pavilion, Chen Xuanyi." ”

"It turned out to be the heir of Lao Jun Pavilion and Lin Madtu, it's really disrespectful!" Zen Master Hongyue heard that we reported to our home, and immediately shook his thick eyebrows, revealing a somewhat surprised expression.

I was even more surprised than he was.

Lin Slaughter...... What the heck?

Could this be my grandfather's bandit when he was young? Who did he slaughter?

Zen Master Hongyue smiled at the end of his head, and said that your Lin family, generation after generation, is less disciplined, and each generation has to walk out of a big disaster, which is recognized in the rivers and lakes, so this Lin Feng Xiaoyou, the old monk is very curious, what do you want to do when you enter Tibet this time?

I was immediately unhappy, what do you mean that our Lin family has no discipline, are you very disciplined?

Although I was very unhappy in my heart, because of the strength of this old monk, I could only swallow my anger and say, "The junior originally planned to enter the Baiyun Temple and borrow the Nightmare Mirror to use. ”

"How's that?" said Zen Master Hongyue in surprise.

I nodded, yes, that's what I intended, but halfway through, a little accident happened, and then it ended like this.

He smiled, nodded, and said that this is a coincidence, the old monk is also very curious about the nightmare mirror, and originally planned to take the nightmare mirror, since everyone has the same goal, why not join hands and go up the mountain together to get the nightmare mirror?

Before I could speak, Chen Xuanyi had already refused with a cold face, saying that this mirror is the treasure of Baiyun Temple, and it is also a famous instrument of Tibetan Buddhism, our goal is not the same as yours, we only plan to borrow it for use, and then return to Zhao, but you plan to have it according to me.

One to borrow and one to grab, the nature is completely different!

Zen Master Hongyue smiled again, shook his head, and said It's okay, after I get the Nightmare Mirror, I can give it to the two of you to use first, as long as you don't get in the way of the old monk, everything is negotiable.

Hearing this, I was slightly surprised in my heart, turned my head to look at Chen Xuanyi, and asked his opinion with my eyes, what should I do, should I continue to do it?

Chen Xuanyi suddenly laughed loudly, laughing so hard that he could barely straighten his waist.

After he had laughed enough, he raised the seven-star sword and pointed at the black-clothed old monk and said, "Fart, I, Chen Xuanyi, a seven-foot man, how can I be in the company of traitors?"

"Oh......"

Zen Master Hongyue was not surprised, nodded lightly, and said that there is nothing to talk about?

Chen Xuanyi held his sword in his chest and said proudly, "In addition, Poor Dao also wants to bring this Zhitong Senior Brother back to Baiyun Temple, so that he can explain what he has done today in front of many Huangjiao lamas!"

"That's right. ”

Hongyue Zen Master looked at his nose and nose, his nose looked at his heart, and the wrinkles on his face were constantly beating, and then he smiled, shook his head and said that young people do things, it is inevitable that they are too ruthless.

As he spoke, he took a step forward lightly, put his hands together, his blue-black face began to turn red, and said in a completely different voice from before, "Two yellow-mouthed children, so ignorant of the height of the sky, the old monk is reluctant to make it difficult, so I have no choice but to leave you here forever, the sky knows, the Buddha Lord Mingjian, all this, you forced me!"