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"Hmph, pretend to be a ghost, today Lao Tzu will beat you so that your mother can't recognize you!"

The evil monk Cheng Rui had a very hot temper, and after a burst of applause, he took the skeleton Buddha bead on his chest in his hand, and casually formed a seal, so that the Buddha bead was suspended in front of him.

"Buzz!"

The skeleton Buddha beads are rotating rapidly, and the momentum on Cheng Rui's body is gradually rising, but his Dharma is qualitatively different from ordinary Dharma.

Shangguan Huaimeng's cultivation of Buddhism is full of compassion and calm, but Cheng Rui's is not, behind him, the big Buddha that emerged is not a compassionate face, but holding a ring knife in his hand, and his eyes are full of bloodthirsty looks.

"Evil monk Cheng Rui, a monk who was expelled from Buddhism!"

Someone recognized Cheng Rui's identity and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Heaven does not allow me, the earth does not allow me, the earth does not allow me, the avenue does not allow me!"

The evil monk Cheng Rui burst into a shout, his hands flew extremely fast, and one by one the Buddha Gate seals came out of his hands, shining with golden light, fluttering and dancing in mid-air.

As his voice fell, the seal turned into golden light and merged into the skull Buddha beads, and then the Buddha beads roared and trembled violently.

"Unexpectedly, this skull Buddha bead turned out to be a magic weapon!"

Even Ning Chuan was a little surprised, when he saw Cheng Rui for the first time, he saw the strange skull Buddha beads.

Originally, Ning Chuan thought that this was an ordinary Buddhist bead made by the evil monk Cheng Rui in order to highlight his identity, but he didn't expect that the breath that erupted now shocked all directions.

"Roar!"

The phantom of the Buddha statue suspended behind Cheng Rui made a sound like a beast, and the skeleton Buddha bead also listened, emitting nine rays of light, and splashed towards the dragon flying tiger together.

"Senior Cheng, you want my life! If you want a sword, I'll give it to you!"

Long Feihu is still pretending, although he said this, the movements in his hands have not stopped at all.

He stepped on the void, walking back and forth, the sword in his hand slowly condensed on the sword, his eyes burning, staring fixedly at the nine rays of light that galloped forward.

Ninety-nine to one, implying the meaning of the Great Dao, but Long Feihu is not afraid, obviously very informative about his own strength.

"In my name, swallow my essence and blood, only I use it, and break ten thousand laws with one sword!"

Biting the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of essence blood sprayed on the sword, after Long Feihu recited a series of mantras, he shouted, and in the void, a sword light lit out.

"Buzz!"

That sword light seemed to be as weak as the light of a star, but the power contained in it was extremely domineering, and when it collided with the first pillar of light, it instantly differentiated into nine rays of light, and attacked the other nine rays one after another.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Nine dull voices sounded in a row, and in the night sky, nine voices sounded, and nine huge void holes appeared out of thin air.

The two of them didn't make any more moves, and only after the void hole slowly closed did they activate their momentum again.

With such an attack, he directly hit nine void holes, which was definitely the most powerful attack Ning Chuan had ever seen since his debut.

Cheng Rui's strength is far beyond his imagination.

"The cultivation of Buddhism is good, but unfortunately, the killing intent in my heart is too heavy, if you return to Buddhism, according to your wisdom roots, I am afraid that the achievement will not be low!"

Long Feihu nodded slightly and said softly.

But this sentence seemed to anger Cheng Rui, and directly made him go berserk, "Lao Tzu's affairs, do you want to have a lot of trouble?"

picked up the skull Buddha bead on his chest and turned it into a spear, Cheng Rui didn't spare any hand, and stabbed it towards Long Feihu's chest.

However, Long Feihu was not an ordinary person after all, after taking a step back, he danced out ten sword flowers in succession, and the cold light shone brightly, blocking Cheng Rui's attack.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Cheng Rui didn't stop there, his eyes were full of battle intent, and his power ran on his fist, and he blasted out with a punch.

"Whoa!"

As if the spar was broken, the sword flower was shattered, Long Feihu was forced back forty or fifty meters one after another, and Cheng Rui was also injured, and above his fist, blood had already gushed out like a spring.

"I can't let Senior Cheng take risks for me, he is not Long Feihu's opponent!"

Looking at the battle situation in mid-air, Ning Chuan made up his mind, stepped out, and stood with Cheng Rui.

Tearing off the mask on his face, Ning Chuan said coldly: "I am Ning Chuan, Long Feihu, show your true face!"

"This ......"

There was another moment of astonishment in the crowd, and they still hadn't been able to reflect what had happened.

Ignoring the exclamations of the others, Ning Chuan glanced at Feng Xueyi, but found that Feng Xueyi's face did not fluctuate, and he still looked flat.

"Snowsuit...... Have you really forgotten me?"

A trace of loneliness flashed in his heart, and after Ning Chuan cleaned up his mood, he once again set his eyes on Long Feihu's body.

"Hey...... I thought you wouldn't show up and carry this pot for me!"

Hehe smiled, Long Feihu did not have the slightest shame, and then, the bones on his body were slowly squirming, and his appearance gradually changed, and after about three breaths, Long Feihu's lineup appeared in front of everyone.

"It's him!

Sure enough, as soon as Long Feihu appeared, someone shouted and cursed loudly, but Long Feihu didn't seem to hear it, and stood in the air indifferently.

Anyway, now that he has obtained the sword, these people want to kill him, and his strength is still a little worse.

"Senior Long, how can you say that you also saved my life, why do you repeatedly harm me!"

Ning Chuan's voice was low, he had been pitted by Long Feihu several times, Ning Chuan's gratitude to him had long been gone, and if he hadn't been forced this time, he wouldn't have shown his true face.

"Just play!"

Long Feihu shrugged his shoulders, still looking indifferent, but his eyes were on Fengxueyi.

He killed the demonic cultivators all the way, although he did a lot of immoral things, but he never allowed the demonic cultivators to dominate the world, obviously, he had an idea about Fengxueyi!

"I don't care who you are, leave the sword!"

The four masters moved again, one of them stood in one direction, surrounded Ning Chuan and Long Feihu, and said coldly.

Mei Junchao, Xia Qi, Chu Yunchen, these three family heads not only set their eyes on Long Feihu's body, but also locked their eyes on Ning Chuan's body.

"Look, it's not good for you or me now!"

Glancing at the cultivators around him, Long Feihu obviously had a certain understanding of the current situation. After a pause, he said again: "Why don't you and I join forces and leave here together?"

Seriously, Ning Chuan didn't want to agree, but now the three family master-level powerhouses were staring at him, if he didn't agree, Long Feihu could get out, but if he wanted to get out, it was a little difficult.

"Want to go, impossible!"

Feng Xueyi's voice came, and then, a white light flashed in the night, obviously she had moved, and her target was not Long Feihu, but Ning Chuan!

The long sword pierced the night sky, and a sense of crisis rose in Ning Chuan's heart, and he took a step back, but he was still pierced by the sharp sword, and the blood stained the long sword red, but the face of Feng Xueyi was still cold.

Overlord Fist!

With his fists clenched, Ning Chuan didn't have time to think, so he blasted out with an overlord fist in his hand, and after forcing Feng Xueyi to retreat, he retreated four or five hundred meters in a row, and then he came down to take a look at the wound.

Again, the wind and snow clothes hurt Ning Chuan.

"Alas......"

Sighing lightly, Ning Chuan's eyes were full of helplessness, he wanted to find Qiu Piao and then kill him, which had relieved the hatred in his heart.

However, Qiu Piaoduan has never heard from him, even if it is about Li Xianjian's sword, he just asked Feng Xueyi to appear, but he is like a hibernating snake, hibernating.

"Do it!"

In addition to Tian Chuming, the three masters and Chu Yunchen started at the same time, and their target was also Ning Chuan, Cheng Rui wanted to rush over to rescue, but he was forced to retreat, there was no way!

"Grass, why are you all targeting me!"

Even if Ning Chuan's recuperation was good, in the face of this situation, Ning Chuan couldn't help but scold.

Originally, he just wanted to clarify that the sword was not obtained by him, but now he was burned, which couldn't help but deepen his hatred for Long Feihu again.

Not daring to face the attacks of several masters, Ning Chuan slid Luo Yanbu, stepped into the void, and had to retreat to Long Feihu's side.

"Now, you owe me a favor again!"

A smug laugh sounded, and the strength of Long Feihu's whole body was mobilized, this time, he did not use his sword, but condensed a golden seal in front of him, like the light of the sun, illuminating the night sky golden.

"Ninefold Tyrant Yang Seal!"

The voice fell, and the two hands pushed forward violently, with more than one enemy, directly forcing the four family masters to retreat, and this attack, although it did not directly affect the wind and snow clothes, made her face pale for a while, and a mouthful of blood spit out.

Or other attacks are not so effective for her, but Long Feihu's attack is so domineering, it is unbearable for Feng Xueyi, who cultivates the Demon Dao and Evil Cultivation Method.

"Didn't you say you could get out of here again, what do you need me to do?"

In desperation, Ning Chuan could only give in, after all, now that he had clarified the truth and falsehood, the goal had been achieved.

As for Li Xianjian's sword, now that it was caught by Long Feihu, if there was a chance, Ning Chuan would snatch it, but at the very least, he now needed to get out of the predicament of being beaten by several masters.

"You can help me hold them all three breaths!"

There was no more laughter in Long Feihu's words, because more cultivators had already rushed up, and if they didn't leave at this time, I was afraid they would never have a chance to leave again.

Three breaths, in normal times, the time is naturally not long, but the master has made a move, and he can suck all kinds of changes in an instant, and it is a person at the level of several family heads, Ning Chuan can support the time of one breath, which is already powerful, let alone three breaths!

"I'll try my best!"

Now is not the time to talk nonsense, Ning Chuan agreed in a gloomy voice, and instantly put the heaven-breaking decision and the overlord magic into operation, the breath of the king swept the heavens and the earth, crushing all things in time, standing proudly in mid-air, Ning Chuan seemed to be a peerless powerhouse, and no one dared to offend.